Song Jing treated the wound on his abdomen again and sent a message.
[Check whose orders Xueying has taken in the past two days.]
[Xiao Jing'er, what's wrong? The killer of Blood Shadow has found you? 】
【Well, tell me if you find it.】
Boom! Boom!
There was a knock on the door of the room, and Song Jing put away his phone and went to open the door.
Shi Yan stood outside the door. The moment the door opened, he could smell the smell of blood and ointment in the air. His eyes instantly turned dark and cold, "Where is the injury?"
"Small injury."
Song Jing's abdomen was injured and he bled a lot, but the wound was not deep.
"Where?" Shi Yan persisted.
"abdomen."
Shi Yan took two steps forward and turned back to close the bedroom door. Song Jing saw that his aura was condensed and said, "It's really little... Shi Yan?!"
Song Jing stared, and Shi Yan directly lifted up her sweater.
The large sweatshirt is lifted up, revealing a slim waist, with two flaring waistlines that disappear into the waistband of the jeans like a natural hazard.
At this time, there was a bandage wrapped around her waist, and you could see that the bandage above her abdomen was soaked in a layer of blood.
"Why didn't you call me?" Shi Yan stared at the wound on Song Jing's abdomen. Judging from the extent of the bleeding, the wound had almost crossed her entire abdomen.
Shi Yan took a deep breath to suppress the murderous aura surging in his chest. When he raised his eyes, his pupils were deep and black, like an endless abyss shrouded in a winter snowy night.
Song Jing took two steps back, pulled off his sweatshirt, turned back and picked up the backpack on the table, "I'm back."
"Song Jing!" Shi Yan grabbed her wrist and pushed her whole body against the door with a little force, trapping her in front of her arm.
Song Jing indifferently opened his eyes and looked up at him. His eyes were cold, and there was even anger at the end of his eyes, and he couldn't see many other emotions.
Shi Yan just stared into her eyes, and the two of them were like fighting in a ring. No one turned away, no one gave in, as if whoever's eyes flickered even more would lose.
Shi Yan suddenly raised his hand to hold Song Jing's chin, leaned over and kissed him.
Song Jing's pupils suddenly dilated, and the strange smell of a man in her mouth rushed in, carrying many emotions that were very unfamiliar to her.
Song Jing was stunned for a moment to react. He opened his mouth and bit Shi Yan's lips hard. The smell of blood instantly spread in their mouths. At the same time, she raised her hand and pushed away Shi Yan's strong chest, indifferently.
Staring at him, "Are you sick?"
"I'm sick! I've said before that I'm sick and you can treat me, so it's just right." Shi Yan licked his lower lip, which was bitten with a large bloody hole.
"Just this once, and next time, I will kill you!" Song Jing turned around with a cold face, opened the door and walked out, with some different emotions surging in his indifferent eyes.
"Song Jing, do you think no one will care even if you die, let alone being injured?" Although Shi Yan said it as a question, his tone was affirmative, "You are alone anyway, so you will die wherever you go.
Bury, others use heaven and earth as their bed, but you just use heaven and earth as your tomb, right?"
"Do you know how I felt when I got to the observation deck and saw those bodies?"
Song Jing lowered his eyes, thinking that he was farting, and walked out faster.
Shi Yan had long legs and followed her outside.
"Song Jing, for the first time in my life, I experienced the feeling of a breath hanging in my throat and almost falling."
Shi Yan grabbed Song Jing's wrist and said, "If you don't care about my feelings, you shouldn't provoke me."
Song Jing slowly exhaled, turned around with a sneer, "Master Shi, am I provoking you, or are you looking for trouble? When did I look for you?"
"Don't you have a heart?" Shi Yan gritted his teeth, his usually cold and elegant expression now becoming irritable and violent.
"No." Song Jing broke away from his hand, took out his mobile phone in front of him and refused the 300 million he transferred, "You have already paid for the medical treatment for Mr. Shi, so you will not receive any reward."
Lu."
"Song Jing!" Shi Yan almost chewed these two words.
Song Jing pulled the strap of his backpack and walked out of the yard without stopping.
Jiayi and the others who were waiting at the gate of the courtyard bowed their heads respectfully when they saw her coming out.
Song Jing left Shi's house directly, opened the chat box with Lin Yu, received a transfer and took a taxi to the station.
There was no way, she only had one yuan and three dollars on her now, and she couldn't even afford a bus ticket from the imperial capital back to Haicheng without taking Lin Yu's money.
After getting on the bus, Song Jing leaned back slightly on the back of the seat, exhaled slowly, took out his mobile phone and opened the game of Snake, which requires the least use of brains, with an expressionless face and started playing.
She has things she must do, and she can't afford someone like Shi Yan.
When Song Jing returned to Lin's house, Lin Kaicheng was still not there. Lin Yu probably went to play with his classmates after school and never came home.
"Miss Song, you are back. Have you eaten?" The maid came out of the kitchen after hearing the noise.
"No."
"Sir, I have some entertainment tonight and I won't be back for dinner tonight. The young master also went to a classmate's house. I made pig's trotter soup, steamed fish, and made cold chicken. I'll bring it out to you right now."
"Thank you." Song Jing went upstairs, washed up briefly, changed clothes, and went back downstairs. The maid had already brought all the dishes to the table and scooped a bowl of rice for her.
Song Jing ate dinner alone and went upstairs to sleep. He slept until noon the next day. After changing medicine and having lunch, he went to school.
When entering the school gate, Song Jing glanced at his cell phone. Apart from the regular reporting information, there was no other unnecessary information on his cell phone.
Shiyan probably won't appear again this time.
Song Jing put away his phone and walked into the school gate expressionlessly.
She first went to the office to find Guan Wei to cancel her leave. Guan Wei saw that her face was not very good and asked with concern: "Song Jing, are you sick? I think your face is a bit pale. If you are sick, go to the infirmary and ask the school doctor first.
Let me show you, don’t hold on."
"I'm fine. Thank you, Teacher Guan. I'm going back to the classroom first." During this period, Song Jing recovered from the injuries to his sternum and wrist, but ended up with another injury on his abdomen.
However, for her, being injured all the time is a normal thing and does not affect her daily life.
"There's no one in the classroom, Su Luan and the others are all over there in the gymnasium." Guan Wei smiled, "You don't know, right? There are basketball games held by major universities in Haicheng these days, and they happen to be playing in our school today. This is important for
For sports students, it is similar to the college entrance examination, so the school attaches great importance to it, and everyone in the class goes to cheer them on."
"Let's go, let's go. I'm going to bring them water. Why don't you come with me and have a look? It's very lively."
Song Jing wanted to say no, but Guan Wei pulled her out of the office very enthusiastically. There were several boys from Class 21 downstairs, each holding two bottles of mineral water in their hands.
"Teacher Guan." When the boys saw Song Jing, their eyes lit up, "Sister Jing, you're back to school! My God, you have become a famous person!"
Song Jing had an impression of the boy he spoke to. He had a good relationship with Fatty and Su Luan, and had had barbecue with her before.
"Sister Jing, it's just the right time for you to come back. Someone on our team is injured, and we can't find anyone who can get off the field now. We're in a hurry. Sister Jing, can you play basketball?"