Goodnight, Mr. CEO! Chapter 1511: : Give your past self a hug (1)

This time, not even the Holy Hand dared to issue a package ticket again!

Although I had a premonition, Lin Hanxing closed his eyes when he heard it.

——What do you want me to do for you?

——I want you to help my husband...kill me...

The scene of meeting Song Chenxi for the first time in Jiangcheng flashed like a revolving lantern.

In this business, Lin Hanxing has long been thinking of breaking the contract and tried to reverse her fate step by step, but until the end...

Inadvertently, he became an accomplice to promote the tragic fate of Dawn!

"As long as she herself has a strong desire to survive..."

The Holy Hand's words came to an abrupt end.

He glanced at Gong Chen.

He has some understanding of what happened today. If Song Chenxi still had the slightest will to survive, things wouldn't be so troublesome.

"Save her!"

A hoarse, frosted voice suddenly sounded.

Gong Chen's whole body seems to have been taken away, and his heart is about to burst with pain, but his brain seems to be deliberately going in the opposite direction, which makes his stern face look particularly distorted and strange.

"Please, save her!"

Gong Chen repeated it again, the veins on his forehead throbbing.

Lei Xiao took this scene into his eyes without a trace, knowing that something flashed past.

The Holy Hand also felt that something was wrong with Gong Chen, but the situation did not allow him to think about it.

Walk directly towards the emergency room.

"Holy Hand!"

Just as the Holy Hand was about to push the door and enter the emergency room, Lin Hanxing's voice sounded behind him.

He turns his head.

Highlights are silver-white hair dyed warm by the setting sun.

"I know Chen Xi can hear it, tell her that her friends are waiting for her!"

………………

Song Chenxi is in pain.

Even though she knew it well, it was her subconscious.

——Why didn't you take good care of your sister?

——No, Jiyoon will be allergic.

——Dawn, is this good for Zhiyun?

…

A voice came towards her from all directions, and then faded away like a tide.

In the end, Song Chenxi was left standing alone.

It's dark.

There is no light around.

It's like the people around her have come and gone over the years, and in the end, she's always the only one left.

Song Chenxi is used to it.

Suddenly, there seems to be fluorescent light approaching from far and near in the dark.

She raised her hand subconsciously.

Let the faint light wrap around your fingertips.

The moment the light falls, the darkness fades away.

—— Zhiyun is uncomfortable.

On a night of chaos and chaos, the villa quickly disappeared.

Song Chenxi hesitated, and followed the lead of the fluorescent light to open the door. She knew better than anyone that there was a person lying behind the door.

She walked in silently.

The thin quilt covering the little girl's body was lifted, revealing the same red-hot face and stubbornly pursed mouth.

Song Chenxi looked at her quietly.

The faint fluorescent fingertips circled the hot and weak little girl a few times, as if comforting.

She knew how hard the night would be for the little girl.

Fever to nearly 40 degrees, so weak that she didn't even have the strength to hold a glass of water.

Until the servant found out the next day.

She knows.

Slightly curling her long eyelashes, Song Chenxi suddenly curled the corner of her lips bitterly.

Fool.

When you feel bad, you have to say it.

Otherwise, who will care for you?

The breeze came, but the picture changed.

The Song family dinner.

Today is Jiyoon's birthday.

Also...

Her.

But everyone seems to have forgotten this, even her parents, who just put all their attention on Jiyoon, who is recovering from a serious illness.