Qing Xu Yuan

In the new semester of their senior year of high school, Xu Song, who had always sat alone, became deskmates with the new student, Ning Qingxu. After getting to know each other for a semester, they...

Chapter 68

Chapter 68

Ning Qingxu's hair was still wet after taking a shower. Although the heater was on in the living room, she would definitely catch a cold if she didn't blow-dry her hair after taking a shower.

Xu Song took the hair dryer and said, "Come here, I'll blow your hair."

"Okay." Ning Qingxu walked over and sat down beside him.

Xu Song was blow-drying his hair, the sound of the TV mixing with the hum of the hairdryer. The protagonists in the show were each more idiotic than the other, and Xu Song felt that it was on the same level as the idiotic TV shows he had watched on Xinzhi.

"If you don't have an affair with her, don't bother me and Youyou anymore!"

The actors in the TV series were screaming heartbreakingly, and Xu Songguang felt embarrassed watching it. This script was from a long time ago.

The heroine plays a love-struck character. Even though her boyfriend is entangled with his ex, she still wants to fight for the opportunity to be with him. She uses the child as a burden to keep him.

Xu Song can also use the child to tie Ning Qingxu down. If there is someone better around Ning Qingxu, can he use the child to keep Ning Qingxu? But if Ning Qingxu doesn't even like him anymore, will she still like his child?

He was thinking about some wild things again. Ning Qingxu would not dislike him. Even if Ning Qingxu disliked him, he could not use the child to keep him. Besides, the child could not be kept at all. So many things would be without premise.

It was already very late when Xu Song finished blow-drying his hair. Ning Qingxu said that he had some unfinished homework, so he let him go to bed first.

Xu Song had a headache but couldn't sleep, tossing and turning.

He and Ning Qingxu had been together for over two years, and their conflicts were rare. Xu Song had a lot of thoughts, but he always managed them on his own. In junior high, Xu Muya had been helping him pay off his debts, and he couldn't stand other people's anger, which often led to conflicts. Many people disliked and hated him, but at least the boy's heart was still alive, unwilling to be decadent.

After entering high school, he became indifferent to everything. He couldn't keep up with his studies, so he simply gave up. He thought it would be okay to just muddle through life like this, but he never thought about what he could achieve in life. That is, until he met Ning Qingxu, who confessed her love to him near the end of their senior year.

His grades made it difficult for him to get into a university or a city like Ning Qingxu's. He hated his own cowardice and decadence. The lack of understanding and respect he had previously felt had sapped his energy.

But even with so many difficulties, they overcame them. Even though he wasn't doing well in school, Ning Qingxu gave him extra lessons, and he was admitted to a nearby university. His anxiety was also slowly improving, and everything was moving in a positive direction.

Everything Ning Qingxu did for him was because she liked him, or was it because Ning Qingxu liked her childhood self? He had changed so much since childhood. If Ning Qingxu liked her childhood self, then he would rather remain the way Ning Qingxu remembered him.

As long as Ning Qingxu can keep liking him.

For the next week, Xu Song was so depressed that his new friends were moved. They thought he had lost his mind because he was reluctant to leave his roommate after moving out of the dormitory.

"Winter vacation is coming soon. Do you want to find a part-time job?" Xinzhi chatted with Xu Song on the way to the cafeteria while eating the lasagna he had just bought on the roadside.

"Winter vacation is almost Chinese New Year." Xu Song touched his belly. He hadn't aborted the baby yet, so working part-time with the baby must be tiring. "Why would I still want to work part-time?"

"Well, just to earn some pocket money." Xinzhi thought for a moment and waved his hand: "But you don't need a part-time job. You definitely don't lack money to spend. Come out and experience life."

Xinzhi bought Micun bibimbap again today, but considering that Xu Song was very sad because he vomited after eating Micun bibimbap before, he asked Xu Song to buy it himself this time.

"You know, something happened in Ningcheng." Xinzhi said.

"Ningcheng?" Xu Song asked.

"Yeah, it's in the city next to us." Xinzhi lowered his voice. "It started with a drunk man sexually harassing an Omega, but since no real harm was done, nothing was done to him."

"A few days later, there was a car accident, and that man happened to die," Xinzhi said. "Chen Shu even has pictures. They said his head was crushed."

"How could this happen?" Xu Song was a little curious about what he said, "Did you offend your enemies?"

"Well! Some people speculate that this unlucky man has offended some big boss, but the murderer has not been caught yet." Xinzhi said.

"Isn't he the culprit?" Xu Song picked up the cold noodles and ate them.

"I don't know. The accident happened in a very remote place. The police checked the surveillance footage and found that the car had no license plate at all. It was definitely an illegal taxi. Some people also speculated that someone hired a driver to specifically hit the man." Xinzhi said.

“Ouch…it’s so hot!”

"Oh, what was the name of the deceased?" Xu Song felt a little uncomfortable while eating, but he endured the nausea and took a few more bites.

"Ma...what...Ma Zhenghui?" Xinzhi replied.

Xu Song was startled. Wasn't Ma Zhenghui the person the woman on Ye Lan's phone a few days ago talking about? That person seemed to owe Ye Lan money. Could this matter be related to Ye Lan?

Xu Song couldn't help but feel nauseous as he thought about it. It had been almost 49 days since she became pregnant. If she wanted a medical abortion, it was almost time. She had to take a day off tomorrow to go to the hospital and have the baby aborted.

"What's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well again?" Xinzhi asked with concern, then put down the spoon, stood up and patted Xu Song's back.

"The last time you and Chen Shu went to the hospital for a check-up, you were diagnosed with stomach problems, right? Why do you always feel nauseous?" Xinzhi complained.

I'm going to have a medical abortion tomorrow, so I need to prepare my ID and pregnancy test report tonight. Xu Song only has two classes in the afternoon, so after class he went straight home to get all the documents.

After picking it up, it was almost evening, and Xu Song asked Ning Qingxu as usual if she had returned to the apartment. Ning Qingxu said she had already arrived, and Xu Song still had to go get the pregnancy test report, which he had haphazardly stuffed in his suitcase since the previous test.

Xu Song took a taxi back to the apartment, and as soon as he got home he saw Ning Qingxu with a complicated expression on his face.

He was already annoyed at the thought of the extremely complicated medical abortion procedure tomorrow, but Ning Qingxu gave him a cold look. Xu Song thought about taking the pregnancy test report and then taking a shower and going to bed without saying a word to Ning Qingxu.

After he opened the suitcase, he only found some clothes and daily necessities. Where was the pregnancy test report that he had stuffed in?

Xu Song turned his head suddenly and stared at Ning Qingxu guiltily, his heart beating rapidly, but Ning Qingxu's expression told it all.

"you……"

Xu Song couldn't describe what he felt. Some sadness, some anger, and some inexplicable emotions surged up, causing the bottom line he had hidden for a long time to completely collapse. He even felt a little - relieved.

The things I was afraid of before were now laid out in front of me. It seemed that I was as scared as I imagined. Anyway, the final result would be the same, so it didn’t matter if the process was a little bumpy.

"Sorry." Ning Qingxu lowered his attitude, "I actually wanted to help you hang up your clothes, I didn't mean to peek."