Extra 8
After that day, even though she went home and made ginger soup and drank it in time, Song Yu still caught a cold and kept coughing. In addition, she never took her medicine on time, so the cold never got better. Xu Qiao urged her to take medicine on time every day, but when he went to work, he couldn't take care of Song Yu, so the cold took a week to heal.
Song Yu didn't go to work this week. Her leg injury hadn't healed yet and her boss hadn't called her, so she got up early every day and cooked meals at home and brought them to Xu Qiao.
Originally Xu Qiao didn't want her to do it, but she was not very obedient.
Haicheng is close to the sea, and most people make a living from the sea. There are the most fishermen and seafood farmers here. Xu Qiao helps people fish on a fishing boat. He has to go to work in the early morning every day and return around 7 or 8 o'clock in the evening. It is very hard and tiring. He has become darker and thinner during this period. However, the salary in this industry is considered high locally, and he can earn 7,000 to 8,000 yuan a month. It is all hard-earned money.
This job is very dangerous. One day, Song Yu got up early and went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. He heard a few aunts chatting at the vegetable stall. They said that about a dozen fishermen died on the seashore every year. There were too many variables at sea. It was sunny one second and stormy the next.
Even though she knew it was useless, checking the weather forecast became her daily routine. Every time she saw it was going to rain, her heart would be in a knot all day, until Xu Qiao returned safely in the evening.
She went to the temple to pray for peace and blessings and asked Xu Qiao to wear it day and night.
One day, Xu Qiao came back very early for the first time, holding an admission application form in his hand. He looked very happy and urged Song Yu to fill it out quickly. After completing the formalities, he could go to class next Monday.
When Song Yu took a leave of absence from school, it was already the first semester of her senior year. Now she has to start over again from the senior year. She has to go back to school after almost a year. Her feelings are very complicated, but more of it is familiarity.
She picked up the pen and began to fill in the form. When she finished writing her name, the pen suddenly paused. She looked up at Xu Qiao who was sitting on the other side of the table. "What about yours? Why don't you fill it in?"
Xu Qiao's gaze shifted from the table to Song Yu's serious face. Knowing he couldn't fool her, he told her the truth, "You go first this time. I won't go."
"Why?" Song Yu put down the pen, "Didn't you say you wanted to come with me?"
"Someone has to earn money." Xu Qiao was right, so Song Yu put aside the application form and said, "Then I'll earn money with you, and when we save enough for both of us, we can go to school together."
"No." Xu Qiao took the page of paper again and placed it in Song Yu's hand. "It's okay with me. You go first. I'll be with you soon."
"Since it won't be long, I can wait." Song Yu said without giving up, "Can't you just let me go with you?"
Xu Qiao shook his head, "Song Yu, be obedient. This spot was hard-earned."
Song Yu is pretty and young. Girls like her are the first choice for bullying by the bad guys in society. Xu Qiao never wants her to be in such an environment again, not even if there is a slight possibility. School is a utopia. Even if there are bullying incidents there, at least there are teachers and classmates who can help.
The two men faced each other across a table for ten minutes.
Song Yu looked at his face and suddenly said, "Xu Qiao, we have nothing to do with each other, why are you so nice to me?"
"I was the one who brought you out, and I have to be responsible for you," said Xu Qiao.
She was silent for a long time, as if she expected this answer, "That's it."
"It was my fault for letting you work there in the first place. Now that something's happened, I won't let you go back." The application form was pushed back in front of her. "Sign it. Don't worry about the money."
Song Yu stared at the thin piece of paper. The slender fingertips pressing on the edge were so gentle and irresistible. When she asked, she didn't know what she was expecting, just like she didn't know what she was sad about now.
She was silent for a moment, then raised her face and smiled, "You are so responsible to me, I will repay you in the future." After that, she signed her name on the application form, and in the guardian column was the powerful handwriting of another peer, Xu Qiao.
The night before all the formalities were completed and they were about to start school, Xu Qiao asked Song Yu if he wanted him to take him to school, but Song Yu flatly refused, "I can go by myself. I won't bother you."
These words sounded a little unfamiliar to Xu Qiao, but he didn't say anything.
The next day, when Song Yu woke up, there was no one in the room.
She didn't like strong-smelling food for breakfast, so Xu Qiao usually bought her bread and milk. Song Yu put these two things in her schoolbag and went out.
Just as she turned around the door, she bumped into the old man head-on. Seeing that she was wearing a school uniform, the old man looked at her with contempt, and his expression clearly said, "Look at you, you useless girl. You are still studying but you are hanging out with men. You have no shame."
"Hey, old man." Song Yu suddenly said with an expressionless face, "Don't think I don't know what you are thinking. I'll tell you again, he and I are just friends. It has never been the kind of relationship you think. Are you hard of hearing, you old fool? Don't you understand?"
Of course, they weren't that kind of relationship. It was really abominable that this old man mentioned it twice and three times instead of once. Song Yu thought with a sour face, "If I find out again, I won't be the kind of person who respects the elderly and loves the young."
Under the old man's astonished and surprised gaze, Song Yu walked out of the corridor with his schoolbag on his back.
The closer you walk to the school, the more students in school uniforms and backpacks you see. They walk side by side in groups of three or five, making noise and playing from time to time, creating a lively scene.
When we arrived at the school gate, it started to drizzle. Most of the students did not have umbrellas and their student cards were checked one by one at the entrance before they entered the campus.
Of course, Song Yu didn’t have a student card on her first day of school. When it was her turn, she took the initiative to tell the teacher on duty about the situation.
The teacher looked surprised. "It's really rare to have a transfer student at this time. Remember to report to your homeroom teacher and get a student card. Otherwise, it will be difficult to enter and exit the school."
"Okay, teacher, I understand."
Suddenly, someone in another line yelled, "Hey, why are you here? Shouldn't you be washing dishes in a shabby restaurant?"
Her eyebrows jumped. She knew that they would meet sooner or later, but she didn't know it would happen so soon. She turned around and saw the gangster students in the next team who she had met before, with their arms crossed, looking her up and down with malicious eyes. However, Liang Zhihui was standing aside with a pale face, which was contrary to his usual behavior.
Song Yu frowned, then turned his head and ignored it.
"Oh, you're wearing your school uniform today. You look quite innocent. I couldn't recognize you." Several people laughed loudly, their voices unpleasant and harsh.
Seeing she didn't react, the men started talking even louder. One finger pointed at her, the other cupped their hands into a trumpet shape and placed them to their mouths, shouting, "Hey, everyone, pay attention to that woman standing in Team 1. Don't have too much contact with her. She cheated us once and even landed us in the police station. Everyone, be careful. Don't play with this woman. She's a professional and who knows what she does to make money. Be careful not to get sick."
The teacher on duty frowned and scolded, "Hey, which class are you guys from? Is it normal for students to insult their classmates? Come here and stand here with your class number. Let your homeroom teacher come to pick you up. If you don't come to pick you up, none of you can leave."
After saying that, he motioned for Song Yu to go into the school and report to his assigned class teacher.
Song Yu had no intention of paying any attention to it, but now that she was at school, the teachers and classmates all had eyes, and if she was bullied, there would naturally be someone to uphold justice for her, so she nodded to the teacher on duty and walked into the campus without looking back.
When she was led by her head teacher to various places in the school, she didn't feel anything was real until she stood in the classroom holding a large stack of textbooks, and then she felt that school was really about to start again.
After entering the classroom, the head teacher gave her a brief introduction and arranged a seat by the window. He asked the class monitor to pay more attention to the new student, and then left in a hurry.
Everyone was very curious about the new students who transferred in at this time.
The monitor looked very calm, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses. Upon closer inspection, he was good-looking, and it was obvious that he was the type of person with good academic performance and a good family background. He walked over to Song Yu and said, "Hello, new classmate. My name is Jiang Hao, and I'm the monitor of our class. If you have any questions, you can come to me. I heard from the teacher that you are a day student, right? I..."
Song Yu interrupted him, "Class monitor, I just heard the head teacher say that there will be an exam in the next two days."
Jiang Hao smiled calmly, "Oh, yes, don't worry. You've just transferred here and you might not be able to keep up with our teaching progress. The teacher won't blame you if you don't do well on the test."
"Will there be a scholarship if I do well in the exam?" Song Yu asked bluntly.
Jiang Hao was stunned. "Yes, there are, but generally only the top 30 students in the grade can get it. It's divided into three levels. First level is 2,000 yuan, second level is 1,000 yuan, and third level is 500 yuan."
This bonus is not bad. If she saves a little on the lowest level, it will be enough for her living expenses for a month.
After getting the answer he wanted, Song Yu said, "Thank you, monitor. I'll contact you if I have any questions. How long is our exam?"
"Next Wednesday and Thursday, two consecutive days of exams."
Calculating the time, today is Thursday, and there are still six or seven days left, which should be enough for her to review.
Seeing her ambitious look, Jiang Hao said with a faint smile: "If you want to get a scholarship so badly, then you must work hard. The money is still not easy to get."
After a day of class, Song Yu had a general idea of their progress, which was not much different from their previous progress. She still had hope.
It was already 9:50 when the evening self-study get out of class ended. Students were pouring out of the school gate. When she was almost at the school gate, she saw Jiang Hao again.
Jiang Hao was holding a book in his hand. Song Yu thought it was a textbook, but when he got closer, he realized it was a famous novel about cultivation and upgrading. Seeing Song Yu staring at the book in his hand, he just smiled and asked, "Student Song, do you want to read it too? This one is pretty good. I'll lend it to you if you want to read it."
"Where do you live? If it's on the way, we can go back together." Jiang Hao asked again.
Song Yu refused outright, "No need, just go back by yourself."
Jiang Hao paused and said, "Song Yu, I think I let it slip during the day that being a squad leader also comes with a subsidy."
"Huh? Really?" Song Yu suddenly looked up.
"Well, do you want to remove me?" The squad leader said with a smile, "Of course."
Before she could respond, a familiar voice came from the other side, "Song Yu."
She turned around and saw Xu Qiao standing not far away. It was too dark to see his expression clearly. She walked over and asked, "Why are you here?"
Following Song Yu's figure, Jiang Hao turned his head and saw a very tall boy standing under a big tree not far away. He was very handsome. Almost all the girls passing by were secretly looking at him, but he had a cold expression. He didn't even look at so many beautiful girls, but only looked at them.
"Hello brother, my name is Jiang Hao. I am Song Yu's classmate and her current class monitor." Jiang Hao stretched out a hand towards Xu Qiao with a smile on his face.
"......" Song Yu looked up at Xu Qiao. He had a blank expression on his face, and it was unclear what he was thinking. After a long while, he extended his hand, "Xu Qiao, hello."
He didn't deny it either, probably because he didn't know how to explain the relationship between them. Song Yu lowered his head and said, "Brother is brother, why can't he be closer than friends?"
"Song Yu just transferred here today. I hope you can take good care of her."
"I will. Song is very smart. She has an exam next week, and I can help her with tutoring after class. Getting a scholarship shouldn't be a problem."
"Scholarship?" Xu Qiao tilted his head and glanced at Song Yu.
She made a small gesture, "Up to 2000."
"It's indeed a lot." Xu Qiao smiled, "But there's no need for tutoring. I will tutor her. Thank you for your kindness, Jiang. We'll be leaving first."
After saying goodbye to Jiang Hao, Song Yu walked beside Xu Qiao, feeling a bit excited. "The school is so generous. 2000! I'll study hard for the exam next week and try to pass it."
"Well, it doesn't matter if we can't get it. We still have a chance."
Song Yu's smile faded, and he jumped in front of Xu Qiao, "What do you mean, you don't believe me?"
"No, I just want you not to be too tired." Xu Qiao leaned over and reached out to push away Song Yu's hair that was blocking her eyes. "Song Yu, stay away from Jiang Hao."
"Why?" Song Yu stared at him in astonishment as he gently tucked his hair behind her ear, then politely withdrew his hand. "He has intentions towards you."
She was dazed and her mind was blank as she looked at Xu Qiao under the dim street light. He smiled at her softly, "I'm your brother, aren't I?"
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