He glanced at Song Yinyin, and said in an indifferent voice: "Do it."

With a simple and calm order, Song Yinyin immediately ran towards the kitchen without stopping.

The sun came out and it was completely bright.

Song Yinyin made a simple breakfast in the kitchen, white porridge, vegetable cakes, and fried eggs.

She walked out of the kitchen, came to the sofa in the living room, and said to Qiu Qianghai who was staring at the old red braided rope on his wrist: "Mr. Qiu, breakfast is ready."

Qiu Qianghai got up when he heard the sound, walked into the kitchen.

Song Yinyin did not follow his footsteps, but walked towards the bedroom.

When she walked out of the bedroom, she was holding a red brocade box in her hand.

She walked into the kitchen expectantly, and saw Qiu Qianghai standing in front of the dining table, looking at the breakfast on the table with an unclear expression.

Song Yinyin asked anxiously: "Mr. Qiu, but the breakfast is not to your taste?"

When the other party asked her to make breakfast, Song Yinyin felt a little hopeful in her heart.

Could it be that she still occupies a certain place in this man's heart.

Facing the man in front of her at this moment, she exhausted all her tenderness, just wanting to leave a deep and unique impression on him.

Qiu Qianghai heard the inquiry behind him, but did not respond.

He looked at the breakfast on the table in front of him, and his mind was no longer here.

In fact, Gu Minmin also made breakfast for him, it was simple and unpretentious, but it made people very appetizing.

The breakfast in front of him was similar to Minmin's, but he had no appetite at all, and even felt a little nauseous.

Suppressing all kinds of reactions, Qiu Qianghai's lips curled into a mocking smile.

Some things cannot be forced after all.

Even if you find a hundred more women similar to Minmin, none of them is her.

Even if she is a woman who looks exactly like Minmin, she is not his Minmin.

Today's Qiu Qianghai is emotionally unstable, seriously loathing himself, and his mood is irritable, and the thoughts in his heart are extremely depressed and distorted.

From the bottom of his heart, he had a desperate desire to destroy.

At this moment, he needs to do something to vent the annoyance and twisted mania in his heart.

Thinking of Le Jiani who was still in Nantui, Qiu Qianghai's eyes showed a bloodthirsty light.

Dr. Bolling told him that he must never suppress his emotions. Whether it is rage, mania, auditory hallucinations, longing, or depressed mentality, he must make timely and correct solutions.

Qiu Qianghai knew that he might have an illness.

He took out a white bottle from the jacket on his arm, without any words on the bottle.

He unscrewed the bottle cap and poured two white pills from it. He put them directly into his mouth, chewed them into pieces, and the bitter taste spread in his mouth, but he swallowed them expressionlessly.

After taking the medicine, Qiu Qianghai turned around and wanted to leave.

But was blocked by Song Yinyin, facing his gloomy face, she handed the brocade box in front of the man.

"Mr. Qiu, thank you for your recent help. There is only so much I can do. When I was shopping, I saw a gift that is very suitable for you, so I bought it. I hope you like it."

After finishing speaking, she sent the red brocade box in her hand to Qiu Qianghai again, with a look of anticipation and shyness of a little woman.

Qiu Qianghai took half a step back, not at all interested in her gift.

His voice was low, mixed with forbearance and restraint: "Get out of the way!"

If Song Yinyin looked at the man in front of her carefully, she would find that Qiu Qianghai was abnormal, for example, his deep eyes glowed with terror, and his facial muscles were tense.

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