He stayed in the hospital for three days.
Song Yu took out his mobile phone and searched for a lot of information. Finally, he confirmed that he had transmigrated.
He transmigrated into the stupid book "Gentle Control" and became the cannon fodder with the same name.
The third young master of the Song family in A City, Song Yu.
Throwing his mobile phone aside, Song Yu grabbed his hair irritably. He turned his head and saw a young man's face reflected in the glass window.
His skin was pale and his hair was soft. His facial features were particularly delicate. His eyes were big and clear. In the blue and white hospital gown, he looked sickly and pitiful.
This face was exactly the same as when he was 15 years old.
F * ck. Brother Song was going to be autistic.
As a supporting character with few appearances in "Gentle Control", Song Yu's illness was not worthy of the author's description at all. So he transmigrated into the book. Song Yu asked everyone around him, including the doctors, nurses, and nannies, but no one could tell him the name of his illness. They all looked at him sadly with tears in their eyes.
Even his mother, the strong woman of the Song Group who had always been swift and decisive, had tears in her eyes when she heard his question.
She reluctantly squeezed out a gentle smile and did not answer his question. "Yuyu, be good. When you get out of the hospital, mom will accompany you wherever you want to go."
Song Yu finally understood.
The author of the original book didn't want him to live at all.
Don't ask. If you asked, it would be a terminal illness that touched the blind spot of contemporary medical knowledge. Anyway, he could just wait for death.
The black car slowly drove into a villa on the outskirts of A City. This was the house that Song Yu's parents specially bought for him to recuperate. It was close to the mountains and rivers. The scenery was elegant and the environment was quiet.
Song Yu got out of the car slowly. His delicate and pale face was full of weariness. Mother Song looked at him with fear. She was afraid that her precious son would commit suicide if she was not careful.
In the villa, the nanny had already prepared dinner.
Father Song and Brother Song were in the company and couldn't leave tonight. Only Mother Song was eating with him.
Mother Song looked at Song Yu worriedly and put food in his bowl. "You've been discharged from the hospital. Why do you look so sad? Don't you like Auntie Wang's dishes the most? "
Song Yu had no appetite and didn't want to talk.
Mrs. Song suppressed the bitterness in her heart and maintained her smile as she said, "When you return to A City this time, I've organized a welcome banquet for you at home. Anyway, you're going to study in A City's high school. Why don't you take this opportunity to get to know more people your age? What does Yu Yu think? "
The Song family was considered a first-class wealthy family in A City. Any banquet held by them would be reported by the media. The fact that Song Yu came back in such a high-profile manner was enough to show how much the Song family doted on him. It was just that … he had to get to know more people of the same age. If he remembered correctly, the two scumbags were in A City as well. They could be considered as people of the same age, and they were in the same circle.
Song Yu's fingers paused for a long time.
A faint mechanical voice suddenly appeared in his mind.
[Beep … System activating …]
Song Yu's pupils shrank and he suddenly looked up. "Mom, I'm going back to my room to rest."
Mrs. Song was stunned as she watched her son leave the table and run upstairs.
Song Yu went back to the room, closed the door, and drew the curtains.
He turned around and silently looked at the pale and ethereal soul standing in front of him.
He frowned. "Are you the one who dragged me to this world?"
Standing in front of him was Song Yu of this world.
"Song Yu" was wearing a hospital gown. His face was so pale that it was almost transparent. His eyes were harmless and gentle like a little sheep. After hesitating for a long time, he nodded slowly. "Yes, it's me."
"Why?"
"Song Yu's" pale face turned even paler. He said weakly, "I'm sorry. There's a malfunction in our main world, so we have to pull you here for remedial measures. I'm Song Yu of this world, but you can also call me System 008. Originally, the value of Song Yu's existence was to chat with the protagonist five years later and enlighten the protagonist. But for some reason, Song Yu couldn't hold on and died in the ward this time. "
"We need someone to finish the plot of Song Yu, so we took the initiative to pull you from the parallel world. I apologize to you first, but as compensation, we will remit a sum of compensation to you in the original world after the end. You only need to stay in this world for five years to finish the plot, and then you can leave. "
Song Yu sneered. His clear dark eyes were full of coldness. "Do you think I'm short of money?"
008 didn't speak.
Song Yu regarded this as a stupid book. He didn't want to waste five years here at all. He frowned irritably. "I don't agree. Can you send me back now?"
008 shrank with a guilty conscience. He didn't dare to look directly at Song Yu and lowered his head. "I'm sorry, I don't have the ability."
It tried to persuade Song Yu. "In fact, these five years won't have any impact on you. As long as it doesn't affect the plot, we won't interfere with any of your actions. Time in your original world is static, and in this world you have a perfect family background. You can do a lot of things at will. "
Song Yu sneered.
008 was timid. After explaining this to Song Yu, he disappeared. "That's it. You have a good rest. If you have something to do, you can call me at any time. Just shout 008 in your mind." Of course, he didn't necessarily come out.
Song Yu stood in place, so angry that he had a toothache.
At this time, Song's mother went upstairs and knocked on the door outside. Her voice was full of worry: "Yu Yu, what's the matter? Why did you suddenly go back to your room when you had a good meal? "
Song Yu tidied up his mood and went out to smile at Song's mother. "It's nothing, Mom. Let's continue to eat."
From the beginning to the end of the meal, Song Yu was absent-minded.
Song's mother always paid attention to his mood and couldn't eat. She hesitated for a moment and said, "Is it because Mom said that there was a banquet, which made you unhappy?"
Song Yu stirred the porridge with a spoon. He listened and said, "No."
Song's mother was distressed. "If you don't like it, we won't do it. It's Mom's fault. I forgot that our baby Yu Yu likes to be quiet. If there are any events in the future, Mom will help you cancel them. "
Song Yu sighed in his heart. The frustration and depression in his heart melted little by little under Song's mother's gentle and kind gaze.
He treated this as a book, but every person in the book was not a thin paper person. They were real and alive.
For example, the well-maintained noblewoman opposite him. Her love and worry for her son could not be faked.
Song Yu lowered his head and drank a mouthful of porridge. He lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes were distinct.
Song's mother and father were very busy and rarely had time to accompany Song Yu. Today, Song's mother had postponed many meetings to pick him up from the hospital and have dinner with him. After that, when he went to high school, he might spend more time with his family than with them. Song Yu didn't like A City. In "Gentle Control", the prostitutes in A City were all crazy. In addition, he didn't know why, but when he transmigrated into this book, he always thought of that poor girl, Xie Sui.
He swallowed the porridge in his mouth.
Song Yu thought of some plots in the book.
Xie Sui was the same age as him. It was also the summer vacation of high school, but she was not as lucky as him.
This summer vacation, in order to earn money, Xie Sui worked part-time with her life. She provoked a group of gangsters and was cheated by her black-hearted boss. In the process of fighting with the gangsters, Xie Sui's fingers were broken. She didn't get the best treatment and had a lifelong illness. He was bullied at the beginning of high school, but he didn't resist because his hand was injured at that time.
Song Yu thought of the insults and trampling on Xie Sui and the innocence and kindness of this young man at the beginning. Xie Sui provoked the gangsters in order to save a girl who was almost bullied by them.
The more he thought about it, the more upset he became.
The book "Gentle Control" should be renamed "The Tragic Life of Xie Sui".
Anyway, when he read it, on the one hand, he was annoyed by those idiots, on the other hand, he sympathized with Xie Sui.
He only had five years in this book. He could spend these one thousand and eight hundred days eating and drinking. Perhaps he could also … change a person's fate.
Song Yu's dark eyes were full of emotions. Finally, he put down the spoon with a trace of determination.
"Mom, I want to transfer to another school."
Song Yu's mother, "???"
Jingcheng, where Xie Sui lived, was the hometown of Song Yu's grandmother.
Song Yu said lightly, "I want to go to Jingcheng and visit my grandmother. I want to stay there for a while."
The news that Song Yu came back spread in the top circle of A City. Everyone was very curious about the third childe of the Song family who had been recuperating and didn't show up. They talked about him as if he was a god and were looking forward to seeing him at the banquet of the Song family. Only Song Yu's sister, Song Wanying, knew that these people had no chance at all. Because on the third day after Song Yu was discharged from the hospital, he got on the plane to Jingcheng.
Song Wanying's sister's messages bombarded him on his mobile phone.
[Song Wanying:]
[Song Wanying: What do you mean? Are you targeting me? Don't you want to embarrass me? (Knife) (Knife) (Knife)]
[Song Wanying: I just bragged to our sisters that I would let them see your beautiful face, but you got on the plane right after?]
At this time, Song Yu had arrived in Jingcheng. He got off the plane and got on the car to his grandmother's house.
Jingcheng was also a provincial capital. It was prosperous and lively, but it was not as extravagant and impetuous as A City.
The black car drove to the city center, and the trees on both sides of the street sped past.
The driver was an honest man in his fifties. He smiled at him and said, "The old lady has lived alone in Jingcheng for many years. She is idle and lonely. When she heard that you were coming, she was so happy that she cooked a lot of home-cooked dishes. She has been talking about it since this morning."
Song Yu replied to Song Wanying's message and said with a smile, "Yes, I believe in grandma's cooking."
The driver said, "Young Master, are you going to Jingcheng No.1 Middle School?"
Song Yu said, "Yes."
The driver's eyes lit up. "That's great. My son is also in Jingcheng No.1 Middle School. I will ask him to take good care of you in school."
It was no secret that Song Yu was weak and sickly.
Song Yu accepted his kindness and smiled gently. "Thank you, Uncle." But he didn't think he was that precious. This disease was purely made up by the author to make him die. Anyway, he didn't feel sick at all. He wouldn't be afraid of a fight.
His mobile phone was still flashing.
[Song Yu: What kind of explanation do you want?]
[Song Wanying: What kind of explanation do you think I want? You suddenly transferred to Jingcheng without even a reason? — — What's wrong with you in A City? I've lived so comfortably for so many years. Now that I'm out of the province, I feel uncomfortable all over.]
[Song Yu: Tsk.]
[Song Wanying: Tell me quickly!!]
[Song Yu: What's the reason? The world is so big. I want to see it for you.]
[Song Wanying: …] They couldn't be siblings anymore.
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