That night eight years ago, Fu Hanshen was using QQ to discuss his latest research with his students. He sent the organized document to Song Fei for a review, hoping to get her opinion.
Fu Hanshen saw Song Fei accept the document. He thought Song Fei should have finished reading it, so he asked her what she thought.
The message sent fell on deaf ears, with no response.
Fu Hanshen was surprised at the time, thinking Song Fei had fallen asleep from playing all day, so he logged out of QQ and turned off his computer. As soon as he turned off his computer, he received a call from a friend. The friend asked, "Hanshen, did Song Fei go to Bijiang City with her family?"
Every time he mentioned Song Fei to his friends, Fu Hanshen was full of pride. Hearing the anxiety in his friend's tone, Fu Hanshen felt strange, "It's in Bijiang City, what's wrong?"
My friend said, "Shout out! A major earthquake occurred in Bijiang City two minutes ago. The preliminary estimate is 7.9!"
Fu Hanshen stood frozen in place, his feet seemingly nailed to the ground, unable to move at all.
For so many years, Fu Hanshen has been waiting for Song Fei to say: Teacher, I'm back.
Today, he finally waited for it!
Fu Hanshen's eyes grew redder uncontrollably. He looked at his beloved disciple, and seeing how thin and frail he was, he felt heartbroken. "You're as thin as a ghost. Didn't you eat?"
In front of this teacher who doted on her, Song Fei finally revealed her vulnerable side, a little girl. Her eyes reddened as she shook her head, acting like a spoiled child: "I've been taking nutrient solution for eight years, it would be strange if I wasn't thin."
After a pause, Song Fei said, "I want to eat the pan-fried fish made by Master's wife."
Fu Hanshen burst into laughter and said, "I'll bring your master's wife to visit you and make you some fish!"
"good!"
Speaking of meeting, Song Ci quickly and shamelessly asked Fu Hanshen: "Teacher, when will you come to Wangdongcheng for a chat? I want to see you."
Fu Hanshen rolled his eyes and looked up at the sky, then asked her, "I'm a teacher, shouldn't you come visit me?" He pouted and cursed, "You heartless little thing!"
Song Fei took the word shameless to its extreme. She said, "I just woke up not long ago. I am weak and can't stand it."
Fu Hanshen felt distressed and angry. "Wait a few days. I have a project research project that is almost finished. I will come to you when it is finished."
"Okay, teacher. I'll wait for you."
After hanging up the video, Fu Hanshen walked out of the study and went downstairs to make coffee. He was so happy that he couldn't help humming a tune.
"Are you feeling good?" Fu Hanshen turned around and looked at the person who had suddenly appeared behind him. The woman in front of him wore a pure white T-shirt with a light blue denim jacket over it. Her hair was shoulder-length, and her resolute, clear eyes revealed wisdom and courage.
This is Fu Hanshen's lover, Shen Zhiyi, a war correspondent.
The couple have been married for over ten years. Despite being apart from each other, they remain in love because of their similar personalities and shared values.
Fu Hanshen took Shen Zhiyi’s hand and said to her, “Guess.”
Shen Zhiyi tried to guess the expression on Fu Hanshen's face.
Fu Hanshen was usually a steady and reserved person, rarely showing any expression. Seeing the lively look in his eyes, Shen Zhiyi knew that something very significant must have happened, otherwise Fu Hanshen would not have lost his composure like this.
After thinking for a while, Shen Zhiyi asked uncertainly, "Has the Ebola virus finally developed an antidote?" This was the only thing she could think of. Fu Hanshen had been studying the Ebola virus for the past few years.
Fu Hanshen was somewhat helpless. He said, "If it really were developed, I would be so busy by now that I wouldn't have time to go home."
"That's true." Shen Zhiyi couldn't think of an answer, so he simply gave up. "Would you like to tell me?"
Fu Hanshen hugged Shen Zhiyi’s waist and shared the greatest joy with her: “Song Fei is awake.”
Shen Zhiyi was stunned at first, and then a look of ecstasy flooded his face. "Really?"
The couple had been married for ten years but had no children, and they planned to be a DINK family. Song Fei was Fu Hanshen's only student. She was intelligent and had shown an astonishing talent in virology and chemistry at a young age. Even Shen Zhiyi had a fondness for Song Fei.
That year, Song Fei became a vegetable, and Shen Zhiyi cried several times. In the past eight years, every time Shen Zhiyi came back from the battlefield for vacation, he would take time to visit Song Fei in Wangdongcheng.
Shen Zhiyi was really surprised to suddenly learn that Song Fei had woken up.
Fu Hanshen nodded vigorously, "She's really awake. She just called me on WeChat video. I'll go to Wangdongcheng to see her in a few days." Fu Hanshen saw that Shen Zhiyi's eyes were bright and sharp, so he said, "Come with me."
Shen Zhiyi nodded in agreement, "Of course we should go together, I still have seven days of vacation, so there's still time."
"Um."
...
After sending Song Fei to Yan Jiang, Song Ci asked Long Yu to drive her to a woolen shop. She listened to Song Fei's advice and planned to knit a sweater for the old man.
After returning home with her needle and thread, Song Ci took a bath before sitting down on the sofa, ready to knit. Just as she had begun, Han Wangwang suddenly sent her a WeChat message.
Song Ci opened WeChat and saw Han Wangwang saying, "Aunt, vote for me!" Curious, Song Ci clicked on the voting link Han Wangwang sent.
After opening the link, I found out that Han Wangwang had participated in a national DJ competition. Because of her good looks and excellent DJ playing skills, Han Wangwang even won second place.
Han Wangwang told Song Ci, "The first place winner is a big internet celebrity with a huge following. I can't beat him. My dear cousin, you have a lot of fans, so please help me get votes. I love you!" To express his gratitude, Han Wangwang immediately sent Song Ci 20 red envelopes of 200 yuan each.
Song Ci confiscated Han Wangwang's red envelope, but cast a vote for her and reposted it on Weibo, urging her fans to vote for her. After reposting, Song Ci returned to WeChat and entered Han Wangwang's WeChat Moments, wanting to see what the girl had been up to recently.
Han Wangwang just updated her Moments a few minutes ago, sharing the link to her campaign for votes in a DJ competition.
Song Ci and Han Wangwang only have one common friend, Han Zhan. She saw Han Zhan liked Han Wangwang's post, but what surprised her was that among the people who liked Han Wangwang's Weibo post, there was someone Song Ci knew.
The person’s profile picture was the back of a man in a white suit, and his name was ‘Cheng Ziang’!
Song Ci was afraid that she had made a mistake, so she clicked on Cheng Ziang's WeChat profile picture. After seeing that the other party's WeChat name was "Bu Zui Bu Gui", she confirmed that this person was Cheng Ziang without a doubt.
Song Ci not only frowned.
How did Cheng Ziang know Han Wangwang?
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