Lu Youyou was shocked: "So you just stayed here for only six hours after a long walk?"

The hour hand is just six circles, it is worth Song Chubai's efforts to turn everyone upside down? Are you crazy?

"What about that?" Song Chubai said calmly: "Six minutes, fifteen minutes, thirty minutes."

Lu Youyou opened his eyes wide and looked at Song Chubai.

Song Chubai continued: "These are the time you stood in front of me during the last study trip, the time you stayed in my ward, and the time you were trapped in the laboratory. If I don't do this, will you see me willingly? Will you stand in front of me and speak calmly?"

Of course not.

Lu Youyou quickly gave the answer in her heart. Since she didn't have to leave the plot, she saw that Song Chubai always adhered to the principle of flashback of light that she could run and never left, and was almost unwilling to say more to Song Chubai, let alone look at Song Chubai more.

Seeing that Lu Youyou didn't say anything, Song Chubai lowered his eyes and his thick eyelashes blocked his eyes.

He was silent for a moment and smiled faintly: "Everyone can exchange for time by relying on his ability. Bing Ci relies on giving you a ecstasy soup. I rely on my own methods. What's wrong with it?"

Seeing that he compared himself with the sacred words, Lu Youyou sarcastically said, "Can the method of ending up being betrayed by all means? "

Song Chu rolled his eyes and disappeared in an instant. He looked at Lu Youyou. Although he still had a gentle and calm smile on his face, his aura made his scalp numb.

Song Chubai has heard too many words of this and spit it out of different people's mouths. The servants of the Song family, the Song family, Zhao Yisheng and Wei Nan.

The wolf is heartless and useless, and the ungrateful wolf.

So much so that he felt it was irrelevant.

But for some reason, he was stabbed and hurt. It was very harsh.

"Yes, otherwise? Then tell me, how should I do it openly?" Song Chubai coldly emphasized: "Aren't you a script from God's perspective?"

Lu Youyou swallowed his saliva and felt a little regretful to say what he said just now. Now she and Song Chubai are the only ones on the island. She has something to ask for, so it is better to show weakness appropriately.

Song Chubai turned around, took two ice creams, and handed one of them to Lu Youyou.

"For me?" Lu Youyou said irritably.

Song Chubai said "yes".

Lu Youyou took it, but walked over and threw it into the trash can on one side: "I don't want to eat."

Song Chubai took his eyes back from the trash can.

He said nothing.

The bicycles were rented, two single ones, one for men and one for women.

Song Chubai quietly pushed the female handlebar in front of Lu Youyou.

Lu Youyou was about to speak.

Song Chubai said coldly: "Come on, otherwise the flight at 8 o'clock in the evening will be cancelled for you."

Lu Youyou glared at him, endured it, pushed the bicycle and turned around and left.

Lu Youyou didn't know what Song Chubai wanted to do, but then he seemed completely aimless. He rode his bicycle with one hand and ice cream with the other hand, and took a bite of it. His black track pants and white T-shirt were blown up by the wind.

He followed behind casually by bike, occasionally side by side with Luyouyouyou, but he saw that Luyouyou didn't want to see him within his field of view, so he mostly landed behind a distance of one meter from Luyouyouyouyou.

The scenery is very good, the blue sky is spotless, the sea breeze is wet, but it is refreshing when it blows. But you don’t have the time to see the scenery.

She looked back at Song Chubai repeatedly and wanted to know what Song Chubai wanted to do.

But once she turned her head, she could meet Song Chubai's gaze. Song Chubai's eyes were deep, his eye sockets were extremely black, and his eyes were unpredictable.

Lu Youyou had to turn back again in a hurry.

It was more than enough to circle the island for six hours, but when she rode her bicycle to one-third of the island, she refused to move forward. What a joke, she came here thousands of miles away and was just around the island. She jumped down from her bicycle and parked her bicycle next to her.

Seeing this, Song Chubai slowly supported the ground with long legs and stopped beside her: "What's wrong?"

"You asked me what's wrong?" Lu Youyou took a deep breath: "What do you want?"

She was like an impatient second hand now, hoping to pinch the time to solve this problem early so that the Qu family could lose less. But the man standing in front of her with a bicycle was still alive, looking like he was coming for a ride, and asked her what was wrong.

Lu Youyou is about to explode in minutes: "Can you talk about the serious matter first? You brought me here to ride a bicycle? Are there no bicycles in China?"

"Are you hungry?" Song Chubai asked.

Lu Youyou said angrily: "I'm not hungry, I won't eat."

"I'm hungry." Song Chubai said lightly: "Eat first."

After saying that, he looked casually and saw that there was a huge seafood noodle restaurant not far away. He pointed and asked Youyou: "Can you eat that?"

Lu Youyou stared at him, wanting to say exciting things, but because of her disadvantage, she endured it for a long time without saying anything. In addition, Lu Youyou didn't eat at noon, and now her stomach is actually very empty. No matter how much she negotiated with Song Chubai, she couldn't starve herself. She held it in for a long time and gritted her teeth and said, "Then let's finish it soon."

Lu Youyou said, then turned around and walked towards the seafood noodle restaurant, intending to fight quickly.

Song Chubai followed her and walked over.

I don’t know if it was the illusion of Lu Youyou, but she caught a glimpse of Song Chubai’s rare tugging upwards since he came to the island.

The two sat down near the window. The window was open and the sea breeze blew in.

A long horizontal wooden table. Song Chubai sat down opposite Luyouyou.

Lu Youyou took the menu from the boss's wife and asked casually: "There are oysters, squids, and hodgepodge seafood noodles. What do you want to eat?"

She just asked casually, but maybe she forgot to speak in a tit-for-tat way, but she was very peaceful.

Song Chubai was stunned.

"Order one like her." Song Chu rolled his eyes and opened his eyes widened, less of the indifference he had on his usual days, and he seemed to be a little happy.

He handed the menu to the boss lady.

The boss's wife went to the kitchen. There was very little traffic at the beach, and there were only two of them in the whole store. The two of them were silent for a moment.

Song Chubai suddenly took out his cell phone and whispered to Lu Youyou: "Please take a photo."

"What photo?" Lu Youyou looked up at him vigilantly.

"You and I haven't taken a photo." Song Chubai looked at her quietly.

Lu Youyou felt that everything Song Chubai did today was incredible. He rode a bicycle, ate, and took photos. He forced himself to come here in a long circle, making everyone overwhelmed, just for this? This person was too thoughtful, Lu Youyou instinctively didn't believe it. Moreover, she felt that Song Chubai's slowness was not like she was only left for six hours.

Is there anything else to come?

"I'll go there to take a photo after eating later." Song Chubai actually found the photo location carefully. He looked into the distance and pointed to a place: "There is a windmill over there, so I'll go there later."

Lu Youyou was eating absent-mindedly and didn't hear anything he said.

Two bowls of seafood noodles and a few dishes were served quickly.

Lu Youyou ate very quickly, almost swallowing it voraciously, regardless of his image, and just wanted to finish it all as soon as possible.

Song Chubai ate very slowly, very slowly, like the last bowl of noodles.

Lu Youyou finished eating quickly, stood up and urged, "Let's go."

Song Chubai didn't finish eating, but he put down his chopsticks, slowly wiped the corner of his mouth with a tissue, and looked up at her: "What software do you usually use to take photos with others?"

His tone was relaxed, and he even had expectations and pleasure.

But Lu Youyou suppressed the anxiety and uneasiness all the way, but immediately reached its peak. When has it been? The prosecution began to visit, and what software is Song Chubai still concerned about using?

She felt that she was either crazy or Song Chubai was crazy. How could she believe him just now? If he could really let herself go back on the 8 o'clock flight, what is the meaning of everything he did during this period?

Song Chubai is not a person who can do meaningless things.

"Does you really stop after six hours?! Will you really let me get on the plane at 8 o'clock in the evening?" Lu Youyou asked distrustfully.

The smile on Song Chubai's face suddenly faded. He stared at Lu Youyou, his jawline was tight and motionless.

The gentleness on his face made his back chill: "Are you so anxious to go back? Do you like chanting so much? Have you lived together in these three months abroad?"

"I like it, and I live together." Although Lu Youyou was cowardly, he was confident.

Song Chubai's eyes suddenly became dark, and the gentleness on his face was almost unable to hold back.

"Is that true?" He was like a basin of cold water pouring his head down and forcibly pressing it to the guillotine. His face turned pale in an instant. But he clenched his fists and was still trying his best to calm down.

Lu Youyou sat down again and tried to communicate with him: "Do you have to let me die again to escape you?"

"Another?" Song Chubai grabbed the word keenly, stared at Lu Youyou stubbornly, and said word by word: "What does it mean?"

Lu Youyou said: "That night, you used my dad to threaten Lu Lu to tell me about me, and then you drove out of the hospital and came to find me. Have you forgotten?"

Song Chubai stared at her.

Lu Youyou continued: "I had to drive overnight because you knew my true identity. Because you were about to arrive at my house, I couldn't even drag it until the next day."

Song Chubai's finger bones holding the teacup tightened in an instant.

It was one thing to guess that she might have escaped to escape from her, but it was another thing to hear her say it with her own ears.

If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, he could still deceive himself and feel that it was not that he directly caused the accident, but that Gu Yanming, Qu Wenhua, or someone else - he could still deceive himself, she did not avoid or dislike herself to that extent.

But at this moment, I couldn't deceive myself.

Song Chubai's voice was so dull that he said: "Why, do you hate me so much?"

"It's not hatred." Lu Youyou said frankly: "It's not hatred, nor is it annoying. It's just trying to avoid the life in the script. Avoid you and Gu Yanming. Do you know what script you and I were originally? You are the male protagonist. For three years, I have been pestering you and I, but I have been unable to get it, and suffered all kinds of humiliation and exclusion. You didn't start to be kind to me until you got your family property. Since I have walked through such a plot, why should I go back and walk again?"
To be continued...