coobybook Chapter 147 Brainwashing
Chapter 147 Brainwashing
For the next hour, Song Yu displayed his eloquence, which he had used to debate with others in the debate club.
I had a long chat with Qingluo about the life of modern new-age women.
She didn't focus on the love aspect, nor did she mention Qingling.
At first, Qingluo's attitude towards her was hostile. Song Yu's chattering made her impatient. Although she couldn't move, her expression was full of disgust.
But as Song Yu described, her expression of rejection gradually eased. After an unknown amount of time, Qingluo, who had been cursing from time to time, shut up and stared at Song Yu closely.
The emotions in his eyes were also complex and changeable.
Song Yu did not change the speed of his speech because of her excessive attention.
Just to make sure she was really listening when she looked at him.
"So, there are many things a woman can do in this world. Perhaps the current situation cannot be changed overnight, but we can strive for this goal. Love is only a small part of life." After Song Yu finished speaking, she swallowed her saliva. She had said too much and her mouth was a little dry.
"Since you think it's not important, then you keep clinging to the leader." After a long time, Qingluo finally spoke, but who knew that she would start by criticizing Song Yu.
When Song Yu heard this, he said, "I didn't cling to him."
Qingluo said: "Then why are you still refusing to leave?"
"Why should I leave?" Song Yu asked back.
Qingluo rolled her eyes without caring about her image: "You can't let it go yourself, and you still want to convince me?"
"No, this is two different concepts from what I said." Song Yu stretched out his index finger and waved it in front of Qingluo.
"What two concepts?" Qingluo said with disdain.
Song Yu said: "Not being bound by love doesn't mean rejecting love. Qingling likes me, and I like him too. We are attracted to each other, so we just need to grasp it."
"In the final analysis, it's because you can't bear to let go." Qingluo said.
Song Yu nodded: "I can't bear to let him go. He is handsome, has great martial arts skills, cooks delicious food, and most importantly, he likes me."
Song Yu looked at Qingluo, who looked like she was about to eat someone, and said, "These premises are the reasons that prompted me to stay, especially the last point. He likes me, and I like him too. If not, then there is naturally no need to stay. After all, there is no real one in this world who cannot survive without the other."
Qingluo wanted to refute, but her eyes fell on Song Yu's face. Seeing her serious expression, she knew that she meant what she said.
But he still asked with suspicion: "If he doesn't like you, will you really not stay?"
Song Yu said, "I'm neither one of you nor his subordinate. If I don't like him, why would I stay? But before I leave, if I still like him, I will try to keep him. If that doesn't work, there's no need to force it."
"That's so casual." Qing Ling muttered softly.
Song Yu lay on the bed, looked at her sideways, and said, "This is actually a very simple matter. It's just that some people care too much, while others don't. Everyone has different pursuits."
Qingluo kept silent. Seeing this, Song Yu said, "At your age, you have unlimited future possibilities in our place. You are so smart and beautiful, able to endure hardships, have a high level of understanding, and are kind."
"Beautiful? Ha, you actually said I'm kind?" Qingluo smiled awkwardly, and her expression seemed to be saying, what nonsense is Song Yu talking about.
But Song Yu was not affected at all, and continued: "If you were not kind, from the beginning you came in, you would not have threatened me, but would have killed me directly. Listening to me for so long gave me an opportunity, although you also underestimated me."
Qingluo asked, "Are you very proud?"
Song Yu turned over and lay down, facing upwards, and said, "It's not really a complacency, it's just a bit of luck."
"I'm just temporarily in your hands. I said that when I recover, I will definitely kill you." Qingluo said.
Song Yu tilted his head to look at her, staring at her face for a long time, and then said directly: "It was possible just now, but it's impossible now."
"Do you think you know me well?" Qingluo tried to use her internal energy to try to break the effects of Song Yu's drug in advance.
"I don't understand, just like you don't understand me. I just watch." Song Yu said when Qingluo was just beginning to be knocked down by her.
Her words about wanting to kill Song Yu were 95% credible, because Qingluo's eyes were full of murderous intent at that time.
But after Qingluo finished listening to Song Yu's series of ramblings, she said this again with the same tone, but there was no murderous intent in her eyes.
Qingluo didn't ask her what she saw, she didn't care.
Song Yu yawned and felt sleepy.
She forced herself to stay sleepy, got up from the bed and got out of it.
"What are you going to do?" Qingluo asked.
Song Yu said: "Drink some water and go call someone. I'm so sleepy and want to sleep."
"Don't go." Qingluo shouted.
She didn't hold back the volume of her voice.
"Miss Song, are you okay?" Qi Sha's voice came immediately from outside the door.
Song Yu said, "Not very good." As she spoke, she walked to the door, opened it, and said to Qi Sha who was standing at the door, "Please take the person inside away."
Qi Sha's eyes trembled. Before he even entered the room, he heard a voice coming from behind Song Yu: "Song Yu, I'm going to kill you."
Song Yu held onto the door frame, looked back at the bed, and said in agreement, "Kill, kill, kill, but you have to leave now. I want to go to sleep."
After saying that, he stepped aside and motioned Qi Sha to come in. Qi Sha clasped his fists towards Song Yu and walked into the room.
When I came to the bedroom, I saw Qingluo lying on the bed.
He walked to the bed with a gloomy face, saw Qingluo and said, "Saint, I'm sorry."
Then he bent down and picked up Qingluo.
"I'll take my leave." Qi Sha said to Song Yu while holding Qing Luo.
Song Yu waved his hand at him and said before he left: "Just go find Qing Ling directly. He knows. Don't worry, he won't blame you. Tell him that I'm fine."
Qi Sha paused slightly, then quickly regained his composure: "Yes."
Qingluo, who was in his arms, also heard these words.
She suddenly became emotional: "Song Yu, what do you mean?"
What greeted her was Song Yu's closed door.
Yawning, he walked towards the bed. He had thought he would have to wait two days, but he didn't expect it to come so soon. He was quite impatient.
"Qishash, stop, you asked me to go back. What did Song Yu mean?" Seeing that Song Yu did not respond to her, Qingluo turned to ask Qisha.
However, Qi Sha was not aware of this.
He was only thinking about one thing now, Qingluo's martial arts skills were not as good as his, and she was the best at entering Song Yu's room quietly.
This was undoubtedly his dereliction of duty, and now he also wanted to know what Song Yu meant.
He carried Qingluo into the courtyard where Qingling lived. Pojun was standing at the door. When he saw him coming, he looked at Qingluo in his arms.
Pojun knocked on the door and said, "Sir, Qisha is here with the Saint Girl."
Qi Sha was a little surprised to see Po Jun here.
"Come in." A response came from the room.