Her hair was longer than the last time he saw her.
The hair is soft, and the wind brings a faint fragrance, with a sticky, soft and sweet peach scent.
Secretary Shen remembered that she had been like this since she was a child, sweet-smelling everywhere, and soft when he held her in his arms.
When I was little, I would let my brother carry me on his back, but when I grew up, I didn’t want to do that anymore.
Normally, I was not willing to go to his house. I would only hide beside him when I could get something delicious or when I got into trouble and was afraid of being beaten.
Unable to feed.
But the heartless ones are more likable.
Song Shengsheng felt her whole body stiffen. When she wanted to hide, Shen Zhishu had already pulled his hand back in a measured way.
Hearing this sigh from his mouth, a chill ran down my spine.
If she hadn't had that dream, she felt she wouldn't be afraid of Shen Zhishu at all.
She used to think of him as a sucker, and felt that this neighbor brother was particularly deceitful and had a temper as good as dough that was easy to knead.
Give whatever you want.
Even if I was hungry, I would save the lunch for her.
It wasn’t that Song Shengsheng didn’t have enough to eat at home before, but the food was not good. She rarely had meat, and she never had any eggs.
Song Peiyuan and Song Yaoyao both knew how to respect their sister.
The eggs that their parents gave them would be saved for her.
It’s not like she hasn’t eaten it before.
But when her parents found out that she had eaten two eggs, they scolded her again.
So Song Shengsheng never ate his younger brothers and sisters' eggs again.
As long as she appeared in front of Shen Zhishu like an unwanted puppy, he would be like a big fool with excessive sympathy and save all the delicious food for her.
This way, she would have something to eat and would not be scolded.
But such a gentle, deceitful and kind brother.
In her dreams, she was horrified more and more. From the words of others and the events that had happened, she could see how unfathomable this man was.
Many people are afraid of him.
Me too.
Song Shengsheng's hands and feet felt a little cold. When she saw Shen Zhishu, she thought of the child in her dream.
Looks a lot like her.
But the child's gentle features were almost the same as Shen Zhishu's.
This is the second child that came out of her belly.
He would call her "mom" in English, kiss her on the cheek when she remained indifferent, and then continue to tell her what he had done that day in a mixture of Chinese and English.
"Today is a festival. I planted a tree with my teacher at school..." He seemed to be stumped by Chinese and could not speak it well, "I planted a Camphortree."
The Chinese translation of camphor tree is too difficult.
He hasn't learned it yet.
In her dream, she was silent, turned her face away, and pretended she heard nothing.
"Shengsheng, why aren't you talking?"
Shen Zhishu's voice brought her back to her senses. She shuddered, still with her head down, "I, I'm a little tired from work."
Shen Zhishu glanced at the supply and marketing cooperative not far behind her.
When he returned home yesterday, he was surprised to hear his father tell him that she had now joined the supply and marketing cooperative as a salesperson.
Song Shengsheng has never been someone who would let himself suffer.
He quietly asked his father about her and heard that her relationship with Fu Cheng was still good and there was no news of divorce.
Of course he was disappointed.
Song Shengsheng continued, "Brother Zhishu, I won't have dinner with you tonight. I didn't tell Fu Cheng because I was afraid he would worry."
Rejected, Shen Zhishu was silent for a while, then said tolerantly, "It's okay. If it's not convenient for you, we can do it next time. I'll treat you two to dinner some other day."
"As long as Shengsheng doesn't become estranged from her brother, that's fine."
"Otherwise it would be very sad."
Shen Zhishu touched her hair again as he spoke. He was a head taller than her, and the two of them standing together like this, under their glamorous golden eyes, looked a perfect match.
Song Shengsheng was hesitating about how to tell Shen Zhishu that she and he were no longer suitable for such somewhat intimate behavior.
She slowly raised her head and her eyes suddenly froze.
A man in a tall military uniform stood not far away, with light and shadow evenly reflecting his facial features, making him look extremely cold and stern.
A straight nose, dark eyes, and lips that are almost pursed into a straight line.
While Song Shengsheng was still a little dazed, Fu Cheng took big steps and walked up to her.
"I'll pick you up." Fu Cheng said as if he just saw Shen Zhishu in front of him. He nodded indifferently and glanced at the other person from a superior position.
Shen Zhishu did not feel unhappy about being looked at casually by others.
He is very calm.
"Captain Fu," Shen Zhishu said nonchalantly, "I'm here to give Shengsheng something."
Fu Cheng glanced at him and said, "Excuse me."
Fu Cheng grabbed Song Shengsheng's hand, clasped his fingers together, and held her tightly. He said, "Don't be so polite next time."
Shen Zhishu saw the two people's intertwined hands and paused for a few seconds, then looked away as if nothing had happened. He said, "Shengsheng and I grew up together, and we are as close as siblings. I can't help but care about her a little more."
Fu Cheng said, "Yes, Shengsheng told me that she really treats you as her own brother."
That's not a very nice thing to say.
At least Shen Zhishu found it irritating.
After Fu Cheng finished speaking, he took Song Shengsheng home, not intending to give the "brother and sister" another chance to reminisce.
Song Shengsheng could hardly keep up with his pace.
Fu Cheng walked too fast.
She quietly raised her head and glanced at him, her stern profile, her icy curves, beautiful yet indifferent.
Fu Cheng suddenly stopped and asked, "How long are you going to watch?"
Song Shengsheng looked away like a cat whose tail was stepped on. "I didn't peek at you."
But this time she wasn't so slow.
I could see that Fu Cheng was unhappy.
She took the initiative to confess, with an innocent expression, "I didn't know he would come to see me today."
Song Shengsheng didn't have much confidence to say this, so she quietly and sincerely pleaded, "Captain Fu, please don't be angry, okay?"
"In his eyes, I am just a little sister who grew up in front of his eyes."
"There is no such lewd/incestuous relationship between us as you think."
Song Shengsheng herself didn't realize that every time she felt guilty, she would stutter and pause when speaking.
Fu Cheng looked at her, "He touched your hair."
Before she could open her mouth to argue, the man snorted coldly: "I saw it."
He then spat out the cold and merciless words: "Twice."
Song Shengsheng didn't expect that he came so early and saw everything.
She took the initiative to hold his hand tightly, and put on a well-behaved look on her soft and pale face. She blinked her eyes and asked politely, "I understand. I still want to ask, can you please not be angry? I'm a little scared."
Fu Cheng held his chin tightly. Even though he knew that this was her trick, he still couldn't help being moved.
He said nothing, but in his heart he didn't want to agree.
Fu Cheng was afraid that after he agreed, she would elope with Shen Zhishu in the future, so she put on a pitiful and aggrieved look and begged him not to be angry.
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