He could ignore those women who came over for no reason, but they would bring unreasonable disaster to Song Ye.
There were Han Yan and Claire, and now there were Qi Keer and Fu Qiaolan. Major General Qin, who had been punished, also felt deeply guilty at this moment.
So he rubbed his neck and sat up. This time, he was uncharacteristically not trying to negotiate terms with the exiles. Instead, he took the dessert aside and presented it to his little devil thoughtfully and carefully, "I saw it when I parked the car just now."
Seeing that he had no intention of resisting, Song Ye felt a little refreshed. Then she sat across from him and ate the dessert. The silky milk in her mouth and the softness of the red beans finally suppressed her anger, and the cold look in her eyes finally disappeared. Withdrew.
Qin Zhan was very lucky that his little devil had such a foodie attribute, otherwise he would have been really hard to coax with her unsophisticated temperament.
Fu Qiaolan only stayed here for a day and a half. The strangers who met by chance had conflicts. Now that they left, they were quickly forgotten by Qin Zhan and Song Ye. The private space that belonged to the two of them returned again. Major General Qin was also in a very happy mood. beauty.
That night, he hugged Song Ye and leaned against the bedside while reading. The two of them chatted for a while, chatting about anecdotes on the train. Only then did Song Ye suddenly wake him up.
"The first time we met was also on the train. You helped me at that time." Song Ye looked at the wide knuckles holding the book in his arms, and remembered Qin Zhan's words when they first met. A grappler who impressed her.
"When?" This topic successfully attracted the attention of Major General Qin. For him, every time he met his little devil was short and special. His excellent memory ability has long imprinted all the past deeply. In the midst of the child’s fuss, I don’t want to forget even a moment.
But now he realized that the first time the two met was not under the cold pool under the water, but on the train.
He thought hard, but he had no impression at all.
"It was in the winter three years ago that I met a trafficker. I was attacked just after I ran out of the platform. It was you who saved me." Song Ye recalled that when he had just come back from rebirth, he discovered supernatural powers and found something in the carriage. He is still a cold and tough man like a major. His eyebrows are like sharp knives and his skills are surprisingly beautiful.
"The girl at that time was you?" Qin Zhan was also a little surprised. When he woke up, he suddenly realized this. No wonder he couldn't recognize it. Three years ago, Song Ye was only 1.6 meters tall, with long hair covering all his facial features. , the short hair later and the long hair now are completely different.
It is said that women have great changes, let alone someone like Song Ye who is good at pretending.
"Well, it's me. I want you to say thank you." Song Ye leaned into his arms and whispered her thanks. She should repay this thank you that was three years late, because Qin Zhan has been the one who has added so much in these two lives. The first person to help her.
"You're welcome, I think the punishment for those two people is too light." Qin Zhan turned his head and kissed her cheek, with a trace of imperceptible pity, thinking that the fifteen-year-old Song Ye was almost taken away by a trafficker. , and immediately regretted not punishing the person strictly.
"Haha, don't say that we didn't know each other at the time, even if it was the second time we met, you were not very polite to me." Song Ye chuckled, his tone was a bit teasing, but he thought about recalling the past with him.
"The second meeting? You were drowning. I was just helping you with artificial respiration. I had absolutely no intention of taking advantage." Qin Zhan thought she was talking about the time when she fell into the water in the cold pool of Maoshan. Thinking about it, he thought the other person was a man. , so I did artificial respiration without hesitation. Ahem, although I didn't have any bad intentions at the time, I thought about it later and Qin Zhan was slightly embarrassed.
But Song Ye shook his head, with a meaningful arc at the corner of his mouth, "Maoshan is the third time we have met. Major General Qin, please think more carefully."
"The third time..." Qin Zhan frowned, realizing that he seemed to have missed too much information, and was a little dissatisfied with his investigative capabilities, so this time he did not ask for prompt information, and only relied on past memories to search.
Yuncheng, Luo Province... Shishi... The suspicious figure who appeared in life two years ago...
His thoughts suddenly paused, "You were the person holding the miniature camera at the Tianxin Pavilion reception at that time." This time it was an affirmative tone. There was no doubt that even though his height had changed, he could not see the other person's appearance at that time. , but he had touched those hands before. They were slender and slender, not the hands of his own kid.
At the reception, he noticed someone was spying on him as soon as he entered the venue. Later he found out that it was a young girl with a miniature camera in her hand. At that time, he judged that the person was a wealthy person who came out to play. He was a young reporter. After the cocktail party, he observed the activities in Shishi for a period of time. Later, he found that there was nothing unusual and there was no scandal in the newspaper, so he put the matter aside.
Although he has a good memory, he is not very interested in women. Unexpectedly...
"You are so young and your disguise skills are almost as good as those of an undercover agent." Qin Zhan sighed sincerely, remembering that previous trials and investigations failed to discover Song Ye's true identity, and he had been working with her for two years. Brother, even now when people are in their own bad ways, he still thinks girls are unfathomable.
"What about you? When did your disguise start?" Song Ye changed the subject and glanced back at him.
"Huh?" Qin Zhan was a little confused.
"Since when did you not treat me as a younger brother?" No matter how well Song Ye pretended, he could not resist Qin Zhan's ambition.
I treat you as a brother, but you want to sleep with me.
Song Ye was actually quite speechless when he thought that this ridiculous joke would become a true portrayal of himself in later generations.
If she hadn't been approached in the name of brother, she probably wouldn't have been tainted with love, at least not so early.
"Ahem... I don't know. When I realized it, I couldn't let it go." Qin Zhan was also a weak player in this aspect. He recalled calling Ning Yiming at that time to confirm that he was attracted to Song Ye. I struggled with the mental struggle of falling in love with my brother all day long.
Now it seems that it was really stupid.
Black history, this is also black history, the kind that cannot be talked about even to death.
That night, the sound of the train tracks was still clear and rhythmic, the lights outside the screen window flickered on and off, and the topics in the carriage went from the initial acquaintance to all kinds of topics, except for the future.
Because they are all people living in the present, the future can only be controlled by themselves.
After three days of turbulence, the train finally arrived in the capital smoothly. When Song Ye got off the train, it was Zhao Chongbin who drove over to pick him up.
He followed Song Ye at the train station, but now he has become her personal bodyguard.