After marrying as a substitute, the vegetable husband turned out to be passionately in love with her

Chapter 1
"Lu Yiwen..."

"Are you okay? If you persist a little longer, someone will come to rescue us soon."

After the words fell, the air seemed to freeze, and Song Zhiyi didn't get any response.

Choking with sobs, she said with difficulty: "Don't sleep, I'm afraid, and you won't be afraid if you stay with me, so don't sleep, okay?"

It was pitch black all around, and it was impossible to see the situation clearly.

No other sound can be heard here, only the mechanical sound of the factory machinery running, which cannot be stopped.

Song Zhiyi was firmly pressed down by a heavy object, unable to move.A sticky, fishy liquid dripped on her body from time to time.

She couldn't stop crying. Just now, the carrying box full of iron materials collapsed for some reason.

The cargo box tumbled down with the iron sheet, and there was no time for anyone to react.

At the critical moment, it was Lu Yiwen who firmly protected her.

But now, Lu Yiwen has completely lost consciousness, but still maintains the posture of protecting her.

Song Zhiyi pouted feebly, and her pressed hands were extra careful, for fear that because of her careless movements, the cargo box would aggravate the damage to Lu Yiwen.

Fortunately, her hand hugged Lu Yiwen's head at the last moment when the boxes and goods fell,
Her hands clasped tightly and extremely gently, just like Lu Yiwen was tightly protecting her at this time.

The bloody road in the air became heavier and heavier, mixed with desperate mechanical sounds.

Song Zhiyi decided to try again, she couldn't sit still.

It doesn't matter if she has any accidents, anyway, in this world, there are very few things left that she is attached to and cares about.

But Lu Yiwen...he was different.

He just got promoted.

He worked so hard, in the future, regardless of his background, he would definitely be able to live well by himself.

"Is anyone there? Help!" The hoarse calls did not receive any response.

It is said that calling for help is not as effective as calling for fire, Song Zhiyi exhausted his remaining rationality, calling for help with his weak voice...

"It's on fire! Come and save people!"

The tearing but weak sound was swallowed up by the noisy mechanical sound, and she could only shed her last tear helplessly.

The morning sun pierces through the clouds and puts a layer of warm gauze on the green plants on the window sill.

The air conditioner was blowing unknowingly, making a whirring sound, and the deep coolness in the room was very similar to that day...

Song Zhiyi felt that she couldn't breathe, she tried her best to shout that sentence: "Lu Yiwen, don't!"

As soon as the voice fell, there were dissatisfied murmurs, intentional but emotional turning over, and constant snoring.

Song Zhiyi suddenly sat up from the bed, a glimmer of light shone through the dark environment.

She took a deep breath and casually wiped away the tears on her face with her hands with pink scars.

She sighed with relief, and comforted herself in a low voice: "It's okay, this is the dormitory."

Immediately afterwards, as if she had been drained of all her strength, she lay down weakly, sobbing softly.

Before he knew it, the tears that had been wiped off his face wet the pillow towel again.

The past flashed through her mind, and the few months with Lu Yiwen were warm enough to encourage her to move forward bravely.

Time flies, and before you know it, two years have passed.

However, instead of fading away with the passage of time, the memory about Lu Yiwen became clearer.

After an unknown amount of time, the cell phone next to the pillow flickered, and Song Zhiyi finally got out of the memories.

She picked up the mobile phone next to her pillow, and a message box with a blank note popped up with a few simple words: [If you don't go home today, you will bear the consequences! ]
Song Zhiyi curled her lips mockingly, forget it, is that still her home? It's not anymore.

Song Zhiyi couldn't help feeling annoyed, if she was more up-to-date, her uncle's life-long hard work wouldn't be a bargaining chip for her scumbag father to threaten her.

Song Zhiyi rubbed her eyes, her eyes were a little swollen from crying for a long time. She checked the time on her phone and quickly tidied up the bed.

Today, even if that home is a sea of ​​swords and flames, she has to go back.

Instead, she wanted to see what use value she had as a superfluous person.

It's worth the repeated attempts of those people to make her go back, both hard and soft.

Hearing the movement, the girl on Song Zhiyi's lower bunk poked her head out gently, and saw Song Zhiyi's red and swollen eyes, as if she understood something.

During the two years they were together, she rarely saw Song Zhiyi cry, and occasionally it seemed to be because of the same person.

Probably because of that person again.

Considering that someone was sleeping, she suppressed her throat and asked with concern: "Zhiyi, where are you going to go after getting up so early?"

Song Zhi noticed his dry and uncomfortable eyes, deliberately avoided He Lingyun's gaze, and replied, "I'll go home."

He Lingyun was even more surprised.

In her memory, her school belle roommate only goes home during winter and summer vacations.

On weekends, let alone going home, as the director of the art department of the student union, she rarely even participates in team building.

What's more, it's just the beginning of school in my junior year, so I'm in a hurry to go home...

Could it be that her crying this time has something to do with her family?

He Lingyun was a little worried, she called Song Zhiyi who was about to wash up: "Zhiyi, wait for me. I'll go down with you."

Song Zhiyi smiled softly, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash up.

She hastily washed her face with cold water, unable to bear to look at her pale face in front of the mirror, she quickly put on makeup before He Lingyun could finish it.

Looking at myself in the mirror again, it looks much more pleasing to the eye than before.

Since you want to go back, you can't lose in momentum.

Especially the step-sister who has been secretly competing with her since she was a child.

If it can make her uncomfortable, Song Zhiyi will feel at ease.

When the two were ready to go out, the military training for freshmen had already started, and the freshmen were booing for the instructor to show off their talents.

Feeling the youthful atmosphere on the playground, Song Zhiyi couldn't help feeling better.

She could hardly remember how long ago, she was so purely happy.

Seeing Song Zhiyi who was behaving strangely, He Lingyun hesitated to speak: "Zhiyi..."

"Have you encountered any unpleasant things?"

Song Zhiyi shook his head and smiled: "Xiao He, it's fine, don't worry about me."

"Did you dream about that person? Can you tell me who he is and what happened to you?"

He Lingyun finally couldn't hold back, and poured out all the doubts that had been suppressed in her mind for nearly two years.

Since the beginning of the semester, He Lingyun has been full of curiosity about this roommate who combines intelligence and beauty.

She didn't understand why, Song Zhiyi had countless suitors, but not many ordinary male friends.

Song Zhiyi was caught by He Lingyun's question, she didn't know how to speak, to tell He Lingyun her obsession.

She was hopelessly in love with a boy who had disappeared from her world for two years.

And the reason why he left without saying goodbye may be because her love was too obvious.

He was scared away by her.

will never return.

But he is so good, like a light illuminating her stagnant life, how can she hold back her love from pouring out in front of him?
Song Zhiyi opened her mouth slowly, she didn't know where to start, so she could only use the strategy of delaying the attack again: "Ling Yun, when I let go...

Song Zhiyi paused: "I must tell you."

Seeing her like this, He Lingyun didn't want to ask any more questions, so he could only pat Song Zhiyi's thin shoulder comfortingly.

"Forget it, I'm going to the cafeteria, be careful on your own way!"

"Also, don't forget the party at the Deep Sea Hotel tonight, can you make it back?"

If it weren't for He Lingyun's reminder, Song Zhiyi hadn't realized it, and today would already be Sunday.

Gu Tingting had tried so hard to get her to attend the party that even the teacher of the youth league committee moved out.

Song Zhiyi shrugged slightly, and replied, "Go, but I'm in a hurry, Ling Yun, don't wait for me, we'll meet you at the hotel."

Song Zhiyi took the bus for several stops, and walked for 10 minutes before returning to a high-end villa area in Shenhai City.

Her former family lived here, but now, that family has already existed in name only.

As soon as she returned to the house, she was told by the nanny that her birthday party had been brought forward to noon today because the young lady at home had a party to attend tonight.

The whole family was one step ahead of her and went out to celebrate Miss Gu Tingting's birthday.

Song Zhiyi thought it was funny.

If the illegitimate daughter with a dishonorable name is the eldest daughter of the family, what is her own daughter who has been ostracized?

That's right, the person who set up a grand banquet at the Deep Sea Hotel tonight to entertain her was her good sister whom she trusted so much, her current step-sister, Gu Tingting.

Song Zhiyi didn't tell anyone about all the bad things going on in the family.

At school, many people knew that Gu Tingting and Song Zhiyi were at odds with each other.

But no one would have thought that behind their disharmony, there was such a complicated relationship.

Seeing the nanny anxiously waiting for her reaction, Song Zhiyi didn't want to make things difficult for her.

She wasn't that sad, after all, she didn't want to recognize her father anymore.

She didn't want to see any of the people in the Gu family.

Their absence was more to her liking.

She has been back to this family, and if those people want her to come back again, it will not be so easy.

Rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry, let alone she is a human being.

She must also take back her uncle's company.

The big deal is that if the net is broken, she won't be able to get back what she wants, and she will destroy what others want from her.

Anyway, what the Gu family, with its glamorous appearance, lacks most is a lot of people and scandals that can't be brought to the surface.

Because the so-called family members let the pigeons go, Song Zhiyi packed her things from the room and arrived at the Deep Sea Hotel early.

The big troops hadn't arrived yet, so she could only find a box for the party based on the news in the group.

Sitting alone in the private room for a while, Song Zhiyi murmured that even in the best hotel in Shanghai, the sound insulation effect is not very good.

She heard clearly the gossip of the waiter in the next box.

Song Zhiyi felt noisy, and was about to go outside to get some air, when he just received a task assigned by the teacher of the Youth League Committee.

Song Zhiyi was bored and planned to finish this document in the private room.Unexpectedly, I heard another thing by accident.

Not long after Song Zhiyi opened the file, the voices of the waiters next door stopped, and they vaguely heard some distinguished guests coming.

She sighed and quickly started her work, but the voice of her stepsister Gu Tingting talking to someone came from the next box.

In the conversation...

They had been planning for a long time to find someone to teach Song Zhiyi a lesson, and they also planned to tarnish her reputation.

They found someone and stood guard in the corridor outside the box.

As long as Song Zhiyi goes out, the people they arrange in the corridor will teach Song Zhiyi the lesson he deserves.

Their plan was detailed enough, meticulous enough, how to design Song Zhiyi to leave the box alone, how to leave He Lingyun as an assistant... everything was planned.

The seemingly seamless plan, they never imagined that Song Zhiyi who was in the next box already knew everything.

(End of this chapter)