I’m Scattering IQ to the Protagonist

After hiding in the bushes, Song Yiming squinted and left Su Shi to leave, until the other person’s figure disappeared completely in sight. Song Yiming removed the hand from the wheelchair armor because of excessive force and then cleaned him. Lisuo called his own subordinate Zhu Cheng.

"From this moment on, Song Yijin and Luo Zhenzhen have no relationship with me. If they want to stay at the base, they will act according to the rules of the base, otherwise they will go out directly." Song Yiming’s voice was cold and underground.

Zhu Cheng’s gaze flashed slightly. Although he was confused by this sudden command, he was still reluctant to understand the boss’s temper. He immediately responded without asking anything: “Yes, I will immediately announce this. Go out."

After Song Yiming’s fingertips were clicked on the handrail of the wheelchair, he said: “If anyone in the base dares to pass the gossip of Jiang’s, go out directly, without leaving any feelings.”

There is no need to leave any feelings, that is to say, no matter what the identity of the person who made the kind of thing, for any reason, do not have to pay attention.

This order is quite different from Zhu Cheng. It is no exaggeration to say that since he followed Song Yiming, he has seen his boss for the first time to maintain this level. However, this person is still only an unknown source. Ordinary people.

Zhu Cheng secretly remembered this person, but did not dare to show any abnormality on his face: "Yes, I wrote down."

After explaining these two things, Song Yiming was silent for a while, and then he uttered the third sentence: "The things that were called for you to check before, do not have to continue to investigate."

"Yes." Wen Yan, Zhu Cheng once again deepened the awe of Jiang Yan, because he is very clear about what Boss asked him to investigate before, it is about this person.

If it is before the end of the world, boss wants to investigate the background information of an ordinary person, but it is a matter of a few minutes, but now the information network is close to the embarrassment, the more common the identity of the respondents, the more difficult it is to investigate.

When Boss issued this order before, he arranged a manpower to investigate, and it was almost a result. Now, because of the boss, the work he has to do has changed from checking the information to destroying the data.

Since Boss values ​​this person so much, his information can't fall into the hands of others. Zhu Cheng has his own set of standards for exploring the implication of Song Yiming. Although it happens occasionally, it is effective in most cases.

After explaining these things, Song Yiming left Zhu Cheng and went back to the villa. Zhu Cheng did not want to help push Song Yiming back, but the boss never allowed anyone to approach him. If he did, he did. It will die very badly.

Just don't know the young man named Jiang Yan, can you let the boss break this extreme rule?

When Song Yiming returned to the villa, he saw Su Shi sitting in the living room drinking juice. Seeing him coming in, Su Shi picked up his eyebrows in a strange way: "Mr. Song will actually go out, which is really surprising. ""

If this is what other people said, I am afraid that it was directly killed by Song Yiming, but at this time, after listening to Su Shi’s words, Song Yiming unexpectedly found that he did not feel unhappy at all, but when he came home, The warm feeling of waiting for someone.

It feels very wrong. Song Yiming frowned and became more and more confused about what happened to this person. The impact this person brought to him was too big and complicated.

"If Mr. Song doesn't want to talk to me, then I will go back to the house first." Just witnessed the scene of his secret confession to him, the impact of the lover's heart is certainly not small, Su Shi is very considerate to leave him thinking about life. The time and space of big things.

"Wait." Song Yiming unexpectedly opened his mouth.

Su Shi raised her eyebrows and looked at Song Yiming. She smiled and said: "Do you have anything to say to Mr. Song?"

Song Yiming glanced at Su Shi and immediately removed his gaze. I wonder if I just heard some words. At the moment, the other person said that it is unusual, but he always hears an unusual strange taste. Really because this person has become very wrong.

If Su Shi knows Song Yiming’s thoughts at this time, he will once again open a Su Shi science lecture to answer the detailed knowledge about “brain supplement”. Fortunately, he does not know, because he will definitely follow the science. By the way, open a daily classroom to attack.

Song Yiming coughed twice and his voice was low: "When are you going to start treating my legs?"

Hearing the words, Su Shi’s performance was both strange and pleasant, and his heart was already happy. It seems that he’s just had a wonderful performance. The lover has completely trusted him so quickly: “Mr. Song If you like, I can start treatment at any time."

"Then start from as soon as possible." Song Yiming hammered the sound.

"Okay," Su Shi put down the juice and looked at Song Yiming with his eyes bright. The speed of speech was faster than usual. "I have seriously considered the treatment plan for Mr. Song, because Mr. Song’s legs have not been for a long time. Intuition, it takes a lot of effort and time to treat it, but I can guarantee that I can definitely cure your legs. Please believe me!"

Song Yiming’s gaze fell on Su Shi again. After a while, he slowly spit out four words: “I believe in you.”

Rather than believing in Su Shi, it is better to say that Song Yiming believes in his inner feelings.

He never believed in anyone, because from the time he remembered, he almost instinctively felt alienated, repulsive, disgusted, and even felt the danger of being everywhere. This made his temperament somewhat biased and young. Excessive introversion, but also let his emotions have been in a negative silence.

This situation, when he was twenty-five years old, suddenly became instinct after his legs suddenly lost their instincts, and even made him form an extreme personality of tyrannical and moody.

Although he does not want to admit it, sometimes he really can't control his emotions. He hates this feeling, but he doesn't suppress the emotions that might completely devour him, because his world is gray. So, no matter what hurts yourself or hurts others, what is the difference?

No one knows that Song Yiming, who was regarded as a demon, has even suffered self-harm more than once.

He is jealous of others, and he is jealous of himself. He even thinks that he is alive or dead. Is there no difference at all?

But it seems that there is a difference. Even if there is no difference, Song Yiming’s heart is still reminding him somewhere. He must live and must live.

The ridiculous and sad thought of this completely unconceived idea, but he still lived to the present, and the idea that he was crushed in his heart from the beginning has not completely disappeared.

I thought it would have been buried, and it was thick and dusty. Even he wouldn’t remember it anymore, but when he received the phone that was completely unexpected, he heard the smile. It seemed as if a gust of wind had blown through the bottom of my heart, blowing away the old dust of the stack, and reminding him of the emotion he thought he had been disgusting.

Fortunately, I am still alive. When the voice came, his mind was almost blank. In that short time, the only thing he could think of in a blank was that he only had this sentence.

"Mr. Song?" Su Shi said two words, waited for a while, and did not see the lover's response, so he had to find out his body and reach out and shake in front of him.

Song Yiming woke up from his thoughts, and his right hand held the hand that was swaying in front of his own eyes, and then held it tightly. Although the next moment he immediately noticed the abnormality of his actions, but when the other party’s palm The temperature is passed on to his own hands, and he is not willing to let go anyway: "What have you just said?"

"There is nothing, just to say my treatment plan," Su Shi allowed Song Yiming to hold his hand and leaned against him. "I think that with Mr. Song's current situation, it should be taken internally and in accordance with the two-pronged approach. will be better."

"Is the internal and external press?" Although it is a very serious topic to discuss, Song Yiming’s eyes are like a whirlpool, and he is very tightly wrapped around Su Shi. His emotions are rarely leaked, but once they pop up, they will become It's hard to suppress it back.

"Yes, it is taking medicine, plus massage," where Su Shi would not notice the gaze of Song Yiming's surging, but he pretended not to feel anything, but instead used a correct attitude to press twice on Song Yiming's leg. "Your legs haven't been active for a long time. If you want to recover, it's best to stick to the massage every day from now on. Mr. Song rest assured that my skills in this area are great."

Pressing it, you may be able to stand up directly. Of course, the place you stand up may not be the right leg.

"Yes." Song Yiming nodded, his heart was a little worried, and he thought a little sweetly, even if he couldn't understand why he would be so special to this person, but if it was him, I am afraid that no matter what he asked for himself, Will you nod your own?

When you encounter the only redemption in your life, even if it is highly toxic, it will be worth it.

Su Shi immediately showed a happy expression, and some could not wait to be authentic: "So let's start now?"

Song Yiming did not expect that things would progress so fast. He thought that the other party should at least prepare, but since he had already made a decision, it seems that it was not so important at the beginning, and I don’t know why. At this moment, he listened to this, and he It began to fluctuate wildly.

"Yes, let's get started now." Song Yiming clenched the wheelchair arm, the expression on his face was still deep and indistinguishable, and the heart was almost coming out.

For this reason, when Su Shi suddenly pulled back his hand and put both hands under his armpits and picked him up, Song Yiming did not return to the whole person, and waited for him to squint completely from the eyes. When I was awake in a forced state, I heard Su Shi’s voice spurt into his ear with a warm breath: “Mr. Song, I have already picked you up, now you can take off your pants.”