Chapter 45: Twelve O’Clock, Time Is Up

Something had happened to the Song family.

On the night of Song Yanqing’s birthday, his father Song Siyin talked with his son for a while, thinking about how it was a special day.

Although Song Yanqing was weak, there were no signs of anything serious, so Song Xiyin happily discussed his future with him.

At about 10 o’clock, he told Song Yanqing to go to bed early.

His lifestyle was extremely orderly, and he had a healthy schedule.

Still, Song Yanqing didn’t want to sleep that night.

To be precise, his sensation of sleepiness was extremely abnormal. Even when he was working, he had never experienced a heavy sleepy feeling when he was tired.

He didn’t know why, so he just kept his eyes open and didn’t sleep.

There was a vase beside the bed, and Qiao Jin’s words echoed in his mind.

“At the end of the night, you are going to die.”

The girl spoke nothing but nonsense, and she acted like a crazy person, so no one ever believed her.

Yet Song Yanqing couldn’t help but think about it.

He had thought about his own death before, but he had survived all these years.

Ah-Ling slept next door to his bedroom. Because he had to pay attention to Song Yanqing’s movements, the room was not soundproof, so Ah-Ling could hear if there was any unusual movement on Song Yanqing’s side.

The Song family was afraid of something happening to him.

Ah-Ling was cautious, and he tried not to disturb Song Yanqing. He dared not even play on his phone. He was basically the role model of bodyguards, and he had a healthy lifestyle as well.

Suppressing the heavy sleepiness, he kept his eyes open as the clock on the wall slowly ticked.

Lying down alone, he counted the time quietly, but the process was torturous.

When the minute hand and the hour hand finally pointed to 12 o’clock together, a suffocating force struck his neck intensely.

In the dark of the night, demons were running rampant and smirking at him.

Time was up.

The sensation this time was different from before. Song Yanqing was painfully aware that he actually might die this time.

His entire body was cold, and he lost almost all his strength at that moment. Using all his remaining strength, with his lips quivering, his trembling fingers reached out to the vase, and he pushed it over.

With a crash, the vase fell to the ground loudly.

Ah-Ling jumped out of bed almost immediately.

The area next to Song Yanqing’s bed was covered with a rug. Normally, there would be no sound when anything fell on the ground, but he’d had the foresight to move the rug away today.

Perhaps it was a certain sense of premonition, but when he was really about to die, he still felt a little unwilling. He made a last-ditch effort to fight for his life.

Still, he didn’t know if it was useful.

The moment the vase fell, he closed his eyes, and his weak body collapsed.

***

That night, the Song family could hardly sleep at all.

Song Yanqing was rushed to the hospital. When Ah-Ling saw Song Yanqing’s abnormally ashen complexion, he realized that something was really wrong.

He immediately arranged for someone to take Song Yanqing to the hospital, and at the same time, he notified the rest of the Song family.

Song Siyin got out of bed without even getting dressed properly, and he almost passed out the moment he saw his son.

A heavy shadow loomed over the Song family. At that moment, everyone realized that the severity of Song Yanqing’s illness was different this time.

The Song family had a family doctor, but during the examination, the doctor’s face turned pale.

Song Yanqing’s breathing was already extremely weak. He’d even stopped breathing for a long moment several times.

Like a person about to drown, he was struggling for his life.