Beijing Night Snow

Chapter 73

Song Jinhe couldn't explain what was in her mind, but she had already started to imagine what would happen tomorrow.

Naturally, she didn't want this matter to be exposed, not because it would affect her, but because she didn't want Chen Yucong to know.

After so many years, Song Jinhe clearly understood how big a blow it would be if Chen Yucong knew about it.

It was enough for her to bear all the painful past alone.

When Chen Yucong came back, Song Jinhe had recovered as normal.

The two of them sat down to eat together, chatting about trivial matters, like a young couple who had been married for many years.

After the meal, Chen Yucong accompanied Song Jinhe to watch a movie, and then the two prepared to rest.

at night.

When Song Jinhe woke up from a nightmare, the first thing she saw was Chen Yucong looking at her with a worried look on his face.

"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" Chen Yucong asked anxiously.

Song Jinhe seemed like she didn't hear it, but also seemed like she heard it. In any case, she just stared at Chen Yucong blankly, not knowing how to react.

"Sui Sui!" Chen Yucong thought that Song Jinhe was still trapped in her nightmare and had not yet come to her senses, so he hurriedly shouted again.

Song Jinhe's eyes moved, and the man in front of her became clearer. After several seconds, Song Jinhe sighed heavily.

"It's okay, I just had a nightmare." Song Jinhe said weakly.

Chen Yucong also knew that she must have had a nightmare, but he didn't know what she dreamed about to scare herself like this.

"What kind of scary dream did you have?" Chen Yucong said as he reached out to smooth Song Jinhe's hair which was sticky due to sweating.

Song Jinhe stared at Chen Yucong blankly, as if she was trying hard to recall, but in the end she shook her head, "I forgot."

Chen Yucong didn't have to ask what it was. Dreams are like this. Many times, you have forgotten everything the moment you wake up.

What's more, she was so scared that it was obviously not a good dream, so why should he let her recall it?

Chen Yucong hugged Song Jinhe tightly, and after a moment, he let go of her hand and said softly, "Wait for me."

Song Jinhe didn't respond and was still a little out of focus.

Chen Yucong had already gotten out of bed. He quickly left the bedroom, poured a glass of warm water, and then quickly returned to Song Jinhe.

Song Jinhe had already sat up, holding the cup in her cold hands and drinking from it in small sips.

Chen Yucong watched Song Jinhe drink the water, then took a hot towel and wiped her.

After a lot of trouble, the two finally lay down again.

Chen Yucong hugged Song Jinhe. He could feel that Song Jinhe was a little agitated at this moment, so Chen Yucong comforted her in a gentle voice: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Song Jinhe did not respond, but after a long while, she moved her hands and hugged Chen Yucong.

Time passed little by little, and no one knew how long it had been before Song Jinhe finally fell asleep again.

~

The next day.

Song Jinhe went to the coffee shop at the agreed time.

Because she knew what she was going to deal with, and because she had not forgotten the dream last night, Song Jinhe looked very cold today.

The bodyguard had been following Song Jinhe for several days. He felt something was not right when he saw the situation, but he didn't ask any questions. When they got to the coffee shop, the bodyguard followed Song Jinhe after she got out of the car.

Song Jinhe then said, "I'm going to meet a friend later, and we need to catch up."

Song Jinhe didn't say the rest, but the bodyguard knew what the cell phone number meant.

She just didn't want him to follow her so closely that it would disturb their conversation.

The bodyguards were a little hesitant. Their job was to protect Miss Song. If they were too far away from Miss Song, they would be too late if something happened.

Song Jinhe also knew their concerns and added, "We are in an open space and we are familiar friends. It's okay."

Song Jinhe really didn't think that person would do anything to her. She most likely just wanted money and there was no threat to her personal safety.

The bodyguard finally agreed.

And Song Jinhe soon saw the person she was looking for.

In fact, she didn't know that person, but when the other person saw her, he stood up excitedly, making it impossible for Song Jinhe not to notice it.

Song Jinhe had an indifferent expression and walked towards the direction where the woman was.

"Miss Song." Qin Yun shouted excitedly.

Song Jinhe was also looking at the woman in front of her, trying hard to search for memories of the woman in front of her from those memories that she didn't want to recall.

Finally, Song Jinhe remembered something and vaguely felt that the woman in front of her was a bit like the nurse she met in the hospital at that time.

"Hello." Song Jinhe greeted casually and pulled out a chair and sat down.

Seeing this, Qin Yun quickly sat up from her original seat. She looked at Song Jinhe and her smile seemed a little forced.

After a brief silence of two seconds, Qin Yun asked awkwardly, "Miss Song, would you like something to drink?"

"No need." Song Jinhe refused directly. She didn't want to deal with her slowly here.

"What's your name?" Song Jinhe asked. Although she felt that the other person vaguely resembled the nurse from that year, she couldn't remember more.

"My name is Qin Yun." Qin Yun did not hide anything. She appeared in front of Song Jinhe like this. As long as she did a little research, she would know everything about her. There was no need to hide anything.

"So, what do you know and what do you want?" Song Jinhe asked directly.

Qin Yun's face froze, perhaps because Song Jinhe's reaction was not quite what she expected.

Qin Yun quickly thought of a countermeasure in his mind so as not to put himself at a complete disadvantage.

"Two years ago, I worked at the First Hospital, and at that time I happened to be in charge of Miss Song." Qin Yun said as calmly as possible.

"Ms. Qin, do you know that as a medical staff, you have the responsibility to protect patient privacy?" Song Jinhe asked.

Qin Yun knew it, of course, but he had no idea how to answer at this moment, so he just smiled awkwardly.

There was another silence, and Song Jinhe asked again, "So what do you want?"

Qin Yun was a little embarrassed to speak, but after a moment of silence, he finally spoke, "Five million, Miss Song, I want five million."

"Heh." Song Jinhe sneered. She was always a gentle person, but at this moment, she looked a little mean. "Five million, Miss Qin said it so lightly. Do you think five million is too little?"

Qin Yun pursed his lips, ignoring the mockery on Song Jinhe's face, and said anxiously: "It is indeed a lot, but for Miss Song, it is not worth mentioning at all, right?"

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