17 A dream that is hard to tell
◎Scalding, hot, and swollen◎
Countless hydrangeas suddenly blossomed above the ceiling, the soft and dry bed beneath me turned into a wet lawn, and the person in my arms disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Qin Yue subconsciously reached out to grab it, but couldn't even get a piece of the clothes.
His brows couldn't help but furrow tightly, he couldn't describe what he felt, his heart felt like being pinched by an invisible hand, he could hardly breathe, his eyes dimmed and he clenched his fists.
At this moment, the sound of dripping water rang in my ears.
He suddenly opened his eyelids and looked forward, and saw fragmented sunlight pouring down, water vapor dancing in the air, the halo was a little dazzling, blurring his vision, deepening his sense of smell, and his nose was full of the fragrance of flowers.
Not far away, the water pipe was out of control, and a white figure was frantically trying to control the source. The slender figure became clearer under the water flow.
The thin shirt was wet, revealing her jade-white skin. Her pretty face was covered with water droplets, which slid down drop by drop, passing over her delicate chin, neck, and collarbone, and finally fell into her collar, hiding in the undulating ravines.
The pink bra wrapped around her white and soft body swayed up and down with her movements, making her willow-like waist look even more slender.
Her figure is curvy, showing her feminine charm.
Qin Yue stared at the scene with his whole body stiff. His throat was dry and even breathing became a luxury. The corners of his eyes were slightly red and his fingertips left red marks on his palms. His body temperature was rising rapidly. This was a feeling he had never experienced before.
Every minute and every second became a hot torture.
The water gradually spread to his feet, climbed up his shoes, and submerged his legs, shoulders, mouth and nose...
It was as if he was mocking his despicable peeping.
Just when he was about to suffocate, a voice as clear as jade rescued him.
"elder brother."
In the dim room, Qin Yue suddenly opened his eyes, gasping for breath. His whole body was soaked with sweat. The sticky touch wandered over his skin, making him frown uncomfortably. But the most unbearable thing was the swelling and burning sensation.
He threw back the quilt and sat up in bed.
Thinking of the scene in his dream just now, the pair of black eyes that were always cold and calm were filled with a captivating dark color. Qin Yue took a deep breath, trying to suppress the fluctuations, but the more he suppressed it, the more counterproductive it became.
It was as if there was a fire burning inside him, gradually burning away his sanity.
Song Shixi.
He muttered the name silently through his thin lips, which eventually turned into a self-deprecating chuckle.
Maybe she was right, it didn't take much effort.
But he didn't allow himself to get caught up in it; mistakes should have been nipped in the bud.
*
Song Shixi was awakened by the crackling sound of rain outside the window. She opened her eyes drowsily, turned over in bed, and waited until she was a little more conscious before getting up to draw the curtains.
The light on a rainy day was very dim, as if covered by a layer of gauze, but she could still see clearly that the hydrangeas were destroyed and fell to the ground, and the light green petals covered the lawn, leaving behind its last beauty, showing a bit of melancholy.
She leaned against the window and looked out for a long time, until she felt a little cool and then turned around to wash up.
Before opening the door, Song Shixi prepared herself mentally for a long time, comforting herself that what happened yesterday was just an accident, and she didn't expose any parts that shouldn't be exposed. In the future, she will still wear suspender shorts when shopping, so there is nothing to worry about.
The same applies even if the other party is Qin Yue.
However, although she understood this truth, human emotions are uncontrollable, and she still felt more or less embarrassed and uncomfortable.
Fortunately, she did not meet Qin Yue after she went out, and even after going downstairs to have breakfast, she did not see him. After asking Aunt Yang, she realized that she was worrying too much.
Because Qin Yue went out early this morning.
Song Shixi blinked. When did he leave? She didn't hear a sound.
"Comrade Qin didn't eat last night and didn't eat this morning. Could it be that what I've cooked recently is not to his liking?" Aunt Yang muttered worriedly, wondering if she should improve her cooking skills.
Hearing this, Song Shixi pursed her lips and did not respond.
Who could guess what Qin Yue was thinking? But it was a good thing for her that he didn't show up.
The weather was bad today, so Song Shixi gave up the idea of going to the department store to buy some things. Anyway, the contract she signed with the landlord was to move in before next weekend, so there was no rush.
And no matter what, she had to say hello to Qin's father and mother before leaving the Qin family, and she had to be polite.
Song Shixi stayed at home reading books the whole day. He used this free time to summarize what he had learned this semester and also took out all the books that the original owner had read.
If she wants to pass the course at the end of the semester, she has to study hard.
Qin Zhiyi and the others returned early on Monday morning, but everyone was busy with work and school, and the scene was a bit chaotic.
Song Shixi originally wanted to mention that he was moving away, but seeing that they were busier than each other, he had to swallow his words and decided to talk about it in the evening or tomorrow morning.
It rained all day yesterday and the roads were still a little damp. No matter how careful I was, the soles of my shoes were inevitably covered in mud.
When he arrived at the classroom, he looked around but didn't see Wu Qiuhong. He raised his eyebrows in surprise and sat down in his usual seat.
Seeing that it was still early, Song Shixi was about to wipe the mud off the edge of her shoes with a tissue. However, as soon as she bent down, a hand reached out faster than hers, and the yellowed handkerchief rubbed the sole of her shoe hard, leaving behind a small piece of mud.
"Comrade Song, don't waste your paper. I'll help you wipe it."
Song Shixi was frightened by her behavior and quickly retracted her foot, but because she moved too quickly, she almost fell off the chair. Fortunately, she grabbed the desk in time.
"Ouch, are you okay?"
The other person exclaimed and was about to help her.
Seeing that the handkerchief stained with mud was about to touch her clothes, Song Shixi quickly called out to stop: "No need!"
After saying that, Song Shixi suddenly looked up at the person in front of her, and met a face full of flattery. It looked familiar. She searched her mind for a moment before finding her name.
Ling Juan seems to be Wu Qiuhong's roommate.
Song Shixi didn't know what the relationship between them was like, but she was very clear that she and Ling Juan were not familiar with each other at all and they had never even spoken a few words.
Moreover, Song Shixi still remembers that when she first went to their dormitory, Ling Juan's attitude towards Wu Qiuhong was completely different from hers. To put it bluntly, this kind of person who despises the poor and loves the rich and flatters the powerful suddenly came up to her enthusiastically, just like a weasel paying a New Year's greeting to a chicken. She probably had no good intentions.
Thinking of this, Song Shixi's expression became even colder, and he repeated again: "Thank you, I can wipe it myself, I don't need your help."
But Ling Juan simply turned a deaf ear to her words and continued to bend down to polish her shoes. With a flattering smile on her face, she put herself in a very low position and spoke.
"Comrade Song, please don't be polite with me. I often help my father clean and polish his shoes at home. I promise to clean yours thoroughly."
"Hey, don't be like this."
How could Song Shixi really let her wipe it? He stood up from the chair and avoided her hand again.
At the same time, the movement between the two of them also attracted the attention of other students in the class. More than a dozen pairs of eyes looked over and discussions arose.
"What happened?"
"It seems like Ling Juan was eager to shine Song Shixi's shoes, but she was rejected."
"These days, the landlords are long gone, yet there are still people volunteering to be maids. Isn't that ridiculous?"
"That's right, she's really spineless, and yet people still look down on her. It's really hilarious."
There are many sarcastic remarks among them.
Ling Juan's face turned red and white, and she couldn't help but clench the handkerchief in her hand. She had already done this much, what else did Song Shixi want?
She was willing to keep a poor, unsophisticated nerd like Wu Qiuhong by her side, so why wouldn't she want to keep her? She could obviously do better than Wu Qiuhong!
Thinking of this, Ling Juan almost couldn't help but ask Song Shixi in person if there was something wrong with his eyes, and why he was so ungrateful!
But the image of the clothes and matching hairpin that Wu Qiuhong brought back to the dormitory on Friday came to her mind. They were beautiful and fashionable, and most importantly, they were obviously very valuable, enough to cover her living expenses for several months.
In addition, there was the aroma of delicious food that occasionally lingered on her body during this period. Even if Wu Qiuhong didn't say it, Ling Juan knew that it was all Song Shixi's treat for her.
How could Wu Qiuhong, who is so poor, afford it? How could she be willing to buy it?
They had all been living in the same dormitory for a similar period of time, so why did Wu Qiuhong suddenly become so successful that she found a new partner?
All this made her jealous and she wanted to replace him. At the same time, she couldn't help thinking, since Wu Qiuhong could do it, why couldn't she?
So Ling Juan hesitated again and again, but finally couldn't help but take the initiative to show her goodwill to Song Shixi. She thought that as long as she lowered her posture and tried her best to curry favor with him, Song Shixi would accept her and make her the second Wu Qiuhong. Unexpectedly, she became a joke.
Looking at the mocking and contemptuous eyes of the people around her, Ling Juan bit her lower lip and said with red eyes: "Comrade Song, I just want to be friends with you. Even if you look down on me, there is no need to insult me like this, right?"
Hearing this, Song Shixi was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "If you think so, I can't help it. I make friends based on chemistry, not looking for someone who specializes in shoe shine."
After saying this, Song Shixi ignored Ling Juan and sat down again.
This smooth movement stunned Ling Juan, her face flushed red, and she subconsciously looked around, trying to find someone who would stand on her side, but no one was stupid, and they had witnessed the whole process, so how could they help her?
For a moment, Ling Juan was isolated and helpless. She stood there, not knowing whether to leave or stay. She just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. After hesitating for a moment, she finally fled to the last row in shame.
After Ling Juan left, Song Shixi suddenly felt that the air was a lot fresher. He looked at his watch and saw that it was almost time for class, but Wu Qiuhong had not arrived yet. He couldn't help feeling a little strange.
You know, she usually arrives in the classroom at least ten minutes early, why is she so late today?
Just when Song Shixi wanted to go to Wu Qiuhong's dormitory to find her, she ran in from outside the classroom panting.
"Why are you so late?" Song Shixi quickly helped her straighten her back. Wu Qiuhong sat down and took a long time to calm down before saying, "My textbook is missing. I searched for it for a long time before I found it. I clearly put it on the table before going to bed."
Seeing Wu Qiuhong's face full of regret, Song Shixi subconsciously comforted her: "It's okay, as long as you find it."
"Yeah." Wu Qiuhong felt a little better and smiled at Song Shixi.
At noon, when the two were about to go to the cafeteria, they saw Chen Huili who had been waiting for a long time at the classroom door.
"Comrade Song." As soon as she saw them come out, Chen Huili walked up to them, and her voice had returned to normal.
It had been almost a week since they last met, and the recitation team matter had been settled. Song Shixi hadn't expected Chen Huili to come to him again, and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow in surprise, "Comrade Chen?"
Perhaps sensing her confusion, Chen Huili smiled and got straight to the point, "It was thanks to you that our recitation team won the award last time. I was wondering if you're free tomorrow so we can have a meal together to celebrate."
Hearing this, Song Shixi hesitated. To be honest, although the girls in the recitation team all had good personalities, they had only met a few times during rehearsals and were not familiar with each other. If they really got together for dinner, it would inevitably be awkward.
She didn't want to be the one to spoil the fun.
She sorted out her words and was about to refuse when she was interrupted by Chen Huili. She winked playfully and said, "I didn't come here alone to invite you. This was a decision we made together. I'm just a messenger. Comrade Song, please don't be embarrassed. Besides, the school is handing out bonuses this time, and everyone will get a share. You must come."
Is there a bonus?
Song Shixi's eyes lit up, and since Chen Huili kept her words secret, she finally nodded in agreement.
Chen Huili left only after confirming the time and place.
After finishing today's class, Song Shixi went to the back street and bought some cleaning supplies. He planned to clean up the rented house before returning to the Qin family.
When passing by her stall, she saw that it was filled with all kinds of stationery. Deng Cuixia was greeting customers. She saw a hint of discomfort in her eyes and it took her a long time to go forward and say hello.
Song Shixi didn't think it was a big deal. He smiled, exchanged a few words and left.
Since she had promised Deng Cuixia to lend her the stall in her free time, she would not go back on her word. It was empty anyway, and Deng Cuixia was a nice person and familiar with the surroundings. More friends mean more opportunities, so she didn't feel that she was being taken advantage of.
After selling all the second-hand clothes, she had nothing to sell for the time being, so the stall was naturally no longer needed. Before she figured out her future path, the stall could be temporarily lent to Deng Cuixia.
After arriving at the rented house, Song Shixi first opened all the windows to ventilate the room, then rolled up her sleeves and began to wipe the furniture. After a while, her back was covered in sweat. Although she was a little tired, her heart was filled with joy when she saw the brand new living room.
Just after wiping the living room, there was a knock on the door. Song Shixi lowered his voice cautiously and asked, "Who is it?"
"Comrade Song, it's me!"
Aunt Cuixia?
Song Shixi widened his eyes in surprise, quickly washed his hands, and ran to open the door.
Deng Cuixia stood at the door, holding a broom and a rag in her hands. Seeing her eyes curved, she smiled and said, "I was worried that you, a little girl, wouldn't be able to handle it, so I came over to check on you."
Song Shixi paused at first, then realized that Deng Cuixia probably felt embarrassed to borrow her stall, so she wanted to help her do something in exchange.
He is also an honest person.
"Auntie, now that you're here, what should we do with the stall?" Song Shixi couldn't help but let out a faint smile.
"My husband is watching." Deng Cuixia waved her hand, then changed the subject and said angrily, "You won't let me in?"
Song Shixi was no longer polite and stepped aside to let her in.
As soon as Deng Cuixia entered the house, she rolled up her sleeves and started sweeping the floor. She was quick and careful in her movements. The two of them divided the work and worked together, and their efficiency was much higher than when Song Shixi was alone.
The two chatted while cleaning, and soon they finished cleaning.
The floor in the house was wet after being mopped. They left the house one after another to avoid making it dirty again. Song Shixi locked the door again and said with a smile, "Thank you so much for today. When I move in, I'll invite you to my house for dinner."
"Then I won't be polite."
Deng Cuixia knew that Song Shixi had enough money and that a meal wouldn't cost too much, so she happily agreed. Then she thought of something and pursed her lips. She waited until she reached the courtyard downstairs before slowing down and saying softly, "I haven't thanked you for lending me your stall yet. Things sell much better on the table than on the ground. Comrade Song, thank you so much."
Most scholars are particular about things and are unwilling to take a second look at them when they see them on the ground. However, she and her husband were reluctant to spend more money to rent another stall, so they had to make do with what they had before.
After Song Shixi lent her the stall during this period, the business had improved visibly, so she was very grateful to her.
"I don't have anything to sell right now anyway, so it's a waste to leave the stall empty. Feel free to use it." Song Shixi smiled gently, with a hint of intimacy between her eyebrows. "Auntie, don't call me Comrade Song from now on. Call me Shixi instead."
Hearing this, Deng Cuixia hurriedly called out, "Shi Xi."
With sincerity in exchange for sincerity, the relationship between the two people suddenly became much closer.
After Song Shixi and Deng Cuixia separated at the intersection, they took a bus back home. After cleaning for so long, even with Deng Cuixia's help, his back and waist still ached, and he wanted to lie down and have a good rest.
She came back later than usual today. Everyone else had finished their meal and was sitting on the sofa chatting. Seeing her come back, Qin Boyuan expressed his concern.
Song Shixi felt that now was a good time to confess, so he didn't hesitate and directly explained the situation.
"What? You're moving out too?"
Before Qin Boyuan could say anything, Zheng Huilan spoke in surprise.
Hearing this, Song Shixi was a little confused. Besides her, who else was going to move out? The confusion didn't last long, and soon someone explained it to her.
"Shixi, Ah Yue moved out for work convenience. What's your reason?" Qin Boyuan frowned slightly, his face darkening as he thought of something. He asked sternly, "Why are you moving out so suddenly when you're living here so well? Is someone in this family bullying you? Tell your uncle and he'll take care of it for you."
As he spoke, Qin Boyuan's expression became increasingly grim, and he even glanced around the living room with a hint of meaning.
Seeing this, Zheng Huilan and Qin Zhiyi, who were sitting on the sofa, stood up at the same time. The former even raised her voice and asked angrily, "Qin Boyuan, what do you mean?"
Qin Boyuan said nothing, but the expression on his face clearly said, "You know what I mean."
Zheng Huilan was so angry that her face turned red and her body trembled uncontrollably.
Although she knew that Qin Boyuan was a man of loyalty and righteousness, and that this was a favor she owed him when they were young, she still felt sad and unfair for herself and her daughter.
Song Shixi had never expected things to turn out like this. She didn't care about being surprised that Qin Yue was moving out, and quickly shook her head to deny it. "No, no one is bullying me. This decision is the result of my careful consideration and has nothing to do with anyone else."
Hearing Song Shixi's words, Zheng Huilan and Qin Zhiyi were both stunned, then looked at each other, somewhat unable to believe that these were the words she said.
Song Shixi continued, "Uncle and Aunt, there's something I'm embarrassed to tell you. I failed several courses last semester, but I barely passed them at the beginning of this semester. Otherwise, I would have had to retake them."
"So I hesitated for a long time before deciding to move to a place close to school so it would be convenient for me to go to and from school, and I could concentrate on my studies."
Her explanation was reasonable, and Qin Boyuan's expression eased a little, but he still said, "There's no need to be so anxious. How good can a rented house be? If you want to live near school and study hard, your uncle will buy you a house there, and you can just move in."
To be honest, anyone who hears that someone wants to buy a house for them would be tempted, right?
Song Shixi was no exception, but at this moment the words Qin Yue warned her in the ward emerged in her mind, and she immediately gave up the idea.
She should just be obedient and wait to receive the house and savings Qin Yue gave her after graduation. As for the rest...
I could only refuse with great reluctance.
Thinking of this, Song Shixi took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle, no need. I'm an adult now and I can't rely on you for everything. I want to try living independently. If it doesn't work, I'll trouble you again."
"Actually, the house I found is pretty good. The landlord is a very honest person. There's a public security bureau nearby, so safety is guaranteed."
Qin Boyuan wanted to say something, but seeing that Song Shixi was unmoved, and also thinking that it was a good thing for young people to exercise, he gradually gave up the idea of intervening. He just kept reminding her to be careful when she was alone, and asked Zheng Huilan to increase her monthly living expenses.
As we talked further, the atmosphere was no longer as tense as it was at the beginning.
Qin Boyuan may have realized that he had misunderstood Zheng Huilan and Qin Zhiyi, but he was too embarrassed to apologize in front of so many people, so he compromised and asked them if they wanted to go to the house that Song Shixi rented to take a look.
Now that things have come to this, how could Zheng Huilan refuse? She still had to put in some effort to show her sincerity.
Moreover, Song Shixi took the initiative to propose to move out of the Qin family. She was so happy that she couldn't wait to let something go wrong at this critical moment. She nodded immediately, and the group went out before it got dark, and asked the driver to take them to the downstairs of the house where Song Shixi rented.
As soon as he got out of the car, Qin Boyuan frowned. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Zheng Huilan, "The location is indeed not bad, but the house is a bit old. Let's go in and take a look."
"It's quite clean, but the furniture here doesn't look very good. I'll have someone send some new furniture to you, Shixi, in a couple of days. Although you're here to study hard, you can't let yourself get away with it."
"When are you moving? Do you need help? If not, then have Lao Zhang drive you over and help you move your things."
Zheng Huilan said everything she could say, and was quite detailed and thoughtful. Qin Boyuan nodded and said nothing more.
The group came and left quickly, and the matter was settled.
Song Shixi breathed a sigh of relief. After returning to Qin's house, he had dinner first and then went upstairs to wash up and rest.
As soon as he reached the stairs, he saw a pile of things at the door of her room. They were all famous foods from Beijing, as well as various novel gadgets. Song Shixi flipped through them briefly and found a walkman and a camera, all of which were the most expensive models on the market.
A hint of surprise flashed in Song Shixi's eyes. Her first reaction was that these things were placed in the wrong place, but the note on the top had her name clearly written on it.
That's for her, right? It should be a gift Qin Boyuan and the others brought her when they returned from Zheng's house.
Thinking of this, Song Shixi cheered and almost jumped up from the ground with joy. He barely suppressed the urge to scream and happily moved it into the room in several batches.
At the same time on the second floor, Zheng Huilan went to Qin Zhiyi's room.
"Mom, do you really believe what Song Shixi said?"
"Believe it or not, she is moving out of our house." Zheng Huilan obviously didn't care why Song Shixi moved out. As long as they didn't live under the same roof in the future, she would be happy.
Qin Zhiyi pursed her lips, feeling that Zheng Huilan's words made some sense, but an inexplicable emotion surged in her heart, and she couldn't help but say, "She has only been in Beijing for a short time, and she has never lived alone before. What if something happens..."
The rest of the words were not finished, but both of them knew it.
"What could happen?" Zheng Huilan retorted subconsciously, but then she fell silent again. She did not like Song Shixi, but she did not want anything to happen to her.
"I remember that Brother Jingxu works in that area. Why don't I ask my brother to give him a call and ask him to help look after it."
Zeng Jingxu is Qin Yue's childhood friend and has a good relationship with Qin Zhiyi. He was just transferred back from another place in the past two years and has become the deputy captain of the criminal investigation team at a young age.
"good."
Hearing Zheng Huilan agree, Qin Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief for some reason. When she realized this, she couldn't help but frown.
After the conflict with Song Shixi, she swore never to interfere in her affairs again, but now...
Qin Zhiyi's face turned colder and colder, and he felt that he really had a short memory.
*
The next day was a sunny day and there were no classes in the morning, so Song Shixi simply packed up some of her things and asked the driver, Lao Zhang, to help her move to Qingyun Street. After a few simple tidying up, she saw that the house gradually had the feel of home, so she went to school with satisfaction.
During the break, Song Shixi told Wu Qiuhong that she was about to move out. Wu Qiuhong was a little surprised and couldn't help but worry that she had a conflict with her relatives. After hearing the negative answer, she was relieved, and then she felt a little angry that Song Shixi didn't ask her to help with cleaning.
How could Song Shixi ask Wu Qiuhong for help every time? Moreover, she knew that she wanted to get a scholarship and had to go to the library almost every day, so she would not bother her.
Both of them were concerned about each other, so after talking it out, they let the matter go.
After class in the afternoon, Song Shixi and Wu Qiuhong separated and went to keep their appointments.
The dinner location was in a restaurant not far from the school. Song Shixi arrived there in a short walk. As soon as she approached the door, she saw Chen Huili and a few other girls standing at the door. As soon as she saw her, she ran over.
"Comrade Song, you're here?"
"Here I come."
Seeing that they had come out to wait for him, Song Shixi felt touched and the smile on his face became more genuine. They went into the restaurant together, and when everyone arrived, they asked the boss to serve the dishes.
The teacher who led the recitation team was also there. She was a young female teacher with pretty looks, a gentle and easy-going personality, and she was not arrogant. She had already gotten along well with everyone.
Before the meal, the teacher distributed everyone’s bonuses and gave a speech, which successfully lifted the atmosphere to a higher level.
Song Shixi was sitting in the crowd, clapping and cheering, and raised her glass with everyone and took two sips. She couldn't drink much, so she didn't dare to drink too much, she just joined in the fun.
Halfway through the meal, the topic somehow turned to Song Shixi, and the teacher asked her if she wanted to join the recitation team.
In fact, she had asked this question once before the May Day Gala, but Song Shixi rejected her outright at that time. The reason why she asked it again now was because she valued his talent.
It's a pity that this time, Song Shixi still refused. She liked everyone in the recitation team very much, but she had a lot of things to do now and had no time to participate in the recitation team's daily training.
The teacher respected her choice and did not force her.
Song Shixi continued eating. After a while, seeing that it was getting late, she was about to say goodbye. But at that moment, Chen Huili tugged at her sleeve and slipped a note into her hand. "My uncle's company is hiring recently. You have a good image, so you can give it a try. I heard the salary is pretty good."
Hearing this, Song Shixi was stunned for a moment, then realized the reason. She had just refused to join the recitation team because she wanted to work and study, and Chen Huili was introducing her to a job.
A touch of emotion welled up in her heart. She accepted the note with a smile in her eyes and said softly, "Thank you."
She was born beautiful, and the corners of her lips raised, like a spring breeze.
Chen Huili coughed lightly and said, "You helped me, so I will definitely help you."
After she finished speaking, she touched the back of her head a little embarrassedly and continued: "My uncle runs a clothing factory, a legitimate company. They seem to be recruiting fashion models. It's not some black shop, don't worry."
"I didn't say I was worried." Song Shixi stuffed the note into his pocket. Seeing Chen Huili's ears blush, he couldn't help but wink at her playfully. "Besides, if anything happens, you're right here. I'll definitely look for you first."
"Okay, just look for me."
Chen Huili patted her chest righteously, but after she finished speaking, she realized that Song Shixi was joking with her. Not only did her ears turn red, but even her cheeks were flushed.
The two looked at each other and both burst out laughing.
Later, Song Shixi left early because she had to catch the bus back to Qin's house.
As soon as I entered the room, I found Zheng Huilan talking to someone on the phone with a smile on her face. After listening to a few words, I realized that she was talking to Qin Yue.
When Song Shixi thought of him, the incident in the backyard that day popped up in his mind. He swallowed uncomfortably, and his ears felt a little hot. When he was about to leave quickly, he was stopped by Zheng Huilan.
"Shixi, come here for a moment."
Song Shixi paused slightly and walked over reluctantly with a head full of question marks. After listening to Zheng Huilan's explanation, she realized that the content of their conversation was actually about her.
"Tell your brother thank you."
After Zheng Huilan finished speaking, she handed the microphone to her.
No matter what, this is all for her own good and concerns her own safety. Song Shixi pursed her lips and reached out to take the phone, but for some reason, the words were on the tip of her tongue, but she couldn't say them. Her heart was beating wildly, as if a deer was running around inside.
Afraid that Qin Yue would hear her irregular heartbeat, she took a deep breath and whispered, "Brother, thank you."
Across the phone, her voice was soft and tender, light and seductive, like a feather brushing past, stirring shivers in his heart. Without much speculation, Qin Yue could imagine that at this moment she must be biting her lips with her teeth and twisting the telephone wire with her white and soft fingertips.
His breathing suddenly became heavier.
【Author’s words】
[Xibao: I just said a few words...]
[Last chapter, I set up 100 red envelopes, but only sent out 45. Can you guys please actively comment? [Poor][Breaking down in tears] I'll send out 55 more this chapter, bringing the total to 100! If you didn't receive any, please leave a message and I'll make up for it [Kiss]]
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