She changed direction: "Don't you think the tattoo on your hand is similar to the one on my back?"
Except for the letters, they are almost identical.
"It's very similar" The car pulled over and Qin Su turned to look at her, "So I became his substitute."
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Song Zhi corrected him seriously: "You are not a substitute, you are the main palace."
Zhenggong put on the mask for her, took her out of the car and walked into a tattoo shop.
"Welcome." The owner of the tattoo shop dyed his hair a stylish haze green color. "The shop is holding an event. Couple tattoos can be discounted at 30%. Do you two need it?"
The couple¡¯s atmosphere doesn¡¯t look good.
¡°Wash off the tattoo on your back.¡±
It¡¯s not a discussion, Qin Su¡¯s tone is very tough.
Not even giving him a chance to explain, Song Zhi was a little angry: "I won't wash it."
¡°Only wash out the letters.¡±
"dont wash."
"I beg you."
It¡¯s not a begging tone at all, he¡¯s very fierce.
Song Zhi shook off his hand: "No."
"Song Zhi!"
She was so angry: "How many times do you have to tell me, you are not a substitute."
Ah.
The little sweetheart who is the stand-in for the domineering female CEO.
How clich¨¦.
"Excuse me." Hazy Green raised her orchid finger and said angrily, "There is still business to do in the store. If you want to quarrel, please go out, okay?"
Song Zhi said sorry and turned around to go out.
Qin Su followed.
People were coming and going on the street, and she walked into a deserted alley.
Qin Su followed behind without saying a word.
"Don't speak yet," Song Zhi said, "Let me finish."
He didn¡¯t speak, just listened.
She took off her mask and thought about how to speak.
"There are past and present lives, and I remember my past life."
She and Gu Qi had several years of stories, but there seemed to be only a few sentences in total.
"My name was Song Zhi in my previous life," she looked at Qin Su, "your name was Gu Qi."
Past and Present?
Qin Su doesn¡¯t believe this, it¡¯s too ridiculous.
He tried to find some clues in Song Zhi's expression, but there was no clue. Her eyes were too serious and she was not joking.
"I look the same as him?"
"no the same."
"Then why do you think I'm being considerate? Just because of a tattoo?" He was very angry, not at her, but at himself for being so passive.
The previous life was too illusory, how could he fight? How to kill an adulterer?
"I will not admit my mistake."
Song Zhi was very sure, convinced that he was Gu Qi.
But Qin Su was not sure: "What if you admit it wrong?" He looked directly into Song Zhi's eyes and pressed forward step by step, "If someone appears who is more like him than me, if someone appears with the same tattoo, What are you going to do? Abandon me? Go find him?"
Song Zhi shook his head: "I didn't recognize you because of this tattoo."
"What's that for?"
"You have his shadow on your body and in your eyes."
It¡¯s that kind of look again, sad and desolate, with indescribable thoughts and endless feelings: ¡°I can tell at one glance that you are him.¡±
This reason could not convince Qin Su. It was too abstract and unfounded. He couldn't help but think the worst. What if it wasn't the case? What if something more like it comes along?
"If I wasn't Gu Qi¡ª¡ª"
Song Zhi didn¡¯t finish hearing his hypothesis: ¡°There is no if.¡±
"So it's him you love, not me." He was still angry, angry that this situation left him unable to do anything. "It seems that I am still a substitute, a more advanced substitute."
It took a long circle and came back to the starting point.
Song Zhi originally thought that the difficulty was to persuade him to believe in past and present lives, but she did not expect that the problem was that he was still jealous of himself.
She stepped forward and tugged on his sleeve: "Don't take advantage of this."
Qin Su took his hand away and refused to let her pull it: "What does he do?"
He insisted on coming out one by one.
Song Zhi didn¡¯t want to tell him about the red triangle, so she simply said: ¡°Those who do bad things.¡±
Qin Su looked at her steadily, as if questioning her vision: "Then what do you love about him?"
She didn¡¯t answer, her eyebrows lowered.
She is sad again, just like last time he mentioned it in bedIt was like that when it came to Demerol. She didn't notice it before, but now that she thinks about it, it seems that she feels uncomfortable every time she thinks about that person. In this case, why can't she forget it?
He must not be a good person, he always makes her cry.
Qin Su took the initiative to reach out and hold her: "I have never done anything bad. I donate 100 million every year. I have a lot of money and I look pretty good. I will not make you cry or make you sad." He held her hand tightly. , pulled him into his arms, "Song Zhi, can you forget him and only love me?"
She was unwavering: "You are the same person."
Qin Su took advantage of the opportunity and said, "It's not the case here."
Now there is another question. Song Zhi is very curious: "Do you donate 100 million every year?"
"Um."
Since he inherited his mother¡¯s property, he has donated 100 million every year.
Song Zhi felt incredible: "Are you a philanthropist?"
"I'm not."
"Then why donate so much money?" One hundred million is not a small amount of money.
Because of a dream he often has.
In the dream, there was a girl wearing a fisherman's hat whose face could not be seen clearly. She told him not to do evil.
There is a pattern embroidered on her hat, which is the same one tattooed on his hand, except for the letters.
"Have you ever told Gu Qi not to do evil?"
"I said it." Song Zhi's heart was trembling, "Is that why you donated?"
Qin Su hummed: "I've dreamed about it."
It sounds ridiculous.
He couldn¡¯t explain how he felt now. He was very happy, but also very unwilling.
But Song Zhi was very happy and smiled with her eyes bent: "Look, this is the evidence, you are the same person." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com