The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 593: A Survival Guide for Women in the Old Republic of China (132)

Facing his friend's sighing expression, Song Chengjing opened his mouth, wanting to say something to ease the depressing atmosphere, but when he came to his mouth, he turned into a habitual retort: ​​"What's with that expression? Do you think you are much better than me?"

In fact, to be fair, there is really not much difference between these two brothers.

Although Su Yanqing was able to sit up with difficulty, he leaned weakly on the back of the chair, and his back, which was straight in the past, was now obviously hunched.

He had always worn gold-rimmed glasses, but the expensive pair had been damaged in the cell, and now he was wearing a pair of old glasses on his nose.

The material of the frame is not good, a bit like the reading glasses worn by the elderly, and looks very old-fashioned.

More importantly, there were still several whip marks on Su Yanqing's cheeks that had just scabbed over.

With such scars on his face, one can imagine that he must have even more scars on his body. One has fresh wounds that have not healed, and the other has many old scars. They are really the same!

Although he said so, Song Chengjing felt a pang of sadness in his heart. He turned his head away, unable to bear to look at Su Yanqing's miserable appearance.

But the silence didn't last long, because Cao Shixun, who was sleeping on the upper bunk of Su Yanqing, suddenly said, "Kill him!"

The other three people present did not speak. After a long time, they finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Cao Shixun no longer made any sound.

"He's probably talking in his sleep." Su Xiangran explained, but her eyes were full of disgust. How cruel could this man be that he was killing people even in his dreams.

Song Chengjing thought of the past.

The three of them were all students of Haishi New School, and they had talked about their dreams together when they were young.

Song Chengjing said that he wanted to go into politics and reform the country's system. He felt that this outdated society lacked a change.

Cao Shixun said that he just wanted to maintain the status quo, that he did not have much ability, and that he just wanted to take over his father Cao Ce's army to maintain peace in the area.

Su Yanqing's dream is the most unrealistic. He said he wants to become a scientist and invent many cheap and easy-to-use medicines so that ordinary people can reduce their pain.

Now more than ten years have passed, and they are almost thirty years old. It seems that only Su Yanqing is really working hard to achieve his dream.

Song Chengjing never regretted his choice and believed that what he did was very meaningful, but looking back on the past, he still felt a little sad.

"Okay, tell me about your reception plan!" Su Xiangran has always liked to be straightforward with Song Chengjing. At this moment, she is not the scheming Doctor Su.

But Su Xiangran is just someone who doesn't want to use her brain.

"We have arranged people to meet you at several small stations along the way." Song Chengjing of course fully trusted Su Xiangran, "When the time comes, Yanqing just needs to get off the bus with our people."

Su Yanqing frowned slightly and said, "What about Xiao Ran? Are we going to let her stay in the car?"

Before coming, Song Chengjing didn't know that Su Xiangran was among the people escorting Su Yanqing. In fact, even Cao Shixun was an extra variable for them.

"Where is the nearest rendezvous point?" Su Xiangran suddenly asked.

Song Chengjing calculated for a moment before speaking: "We should arrive at the station in the second half of tonight, but that is the first pick-up station..."

He didn't say the rest of the words, but Su Xiangran understood what he meant. If Su Yanqing got off the car too early, she would be in trouble if the people who were traveling with them pursued the matter.

"It's okay. I don't really plan to go to North City." Su Xiangran said her plan, "After my brother gets off the bus, I will also get off halfway, so the sooner my brother gets off the bus, the better. This will make it easier for me to get away."

"You're a girl, how are you going to get out of this?" Su Yanqing didn't believe what her sister said at all. "Are you planning to sacrifice yourself to help me? I don't agree!"

Song Chengjing obviously had the same worry, but he didn't say anything. He just grabbed Su Xiangran's right hand and looked at her with pleading eyes.

Two people in love are each other's weaknesses. Su Xiangran can control Song Chengjing, and Song Chengjing certainly knows how to influence the other person's emotions to the greatest extent.

"Don't look at me like that!" Su Xiangran smiled and covered Song Chengjing's eyes with her left hand, "Otherwise I will really disregard everything and get off the car with you."

"Then don't take such a risk." Song Chengjing held her right hand tightly, his tone filled with pain.

Su Xiangran moved her left hand away from his eyes and gently stroked it from his forehead to his chin with pity. The scar that ran through Song Chengjing's entire face was caressed by her in this careful manner.

"Brother Jing, when you were fighting for your career, I didn't stop you." Su Xiangran said firmly, "And I also kept my promise and waited for you in Haishi, always waiting for you.

Now I have things I have to do, if you can please don't stop me, and wait for me just like I have been doing all these years!"

This is no longer just Song Chengjing's problem.