Find someone
Song Yu agreed without thinking too much. After all, they were from the same school and were not strangers.
After adding the contact information, there was no message from the other party. Song Yu didn't care and put the phone aside to do her own thing. After a while, she picked up the phone and saw the message from the other party, "Hello, I just had something to do. Do you want me to analyze it for you? Tell me about your situation."
Song Yu thought for a moment and began typing, "My friend, after being rejected, has been very distant with me these past few days. He even asked for leave from a class we had together. I don't quite understand why he's trying to avoid me like that."
Did you reject him because you didn't like him?
【I have been looking for someone who helped me when I was a child. 】
【You rejected your friend because of him? 】
【Um. 】
【What kind of person are you looking for? 】
[This seems to have nothing to do with our topic.] Song Yu's fingers paused.
A while later, a message came back: [So if you find him, will you be together soon?]
I don't know. I haven't seen him in many years.
So you are very close to that friend?
[No, actually, we are not even friends.]
After this sentence was sent, the other party kept showing that he was typing. Song Yu waited for a while, thinking that he was going to send a long and touching text.
【Then what's the pity of throwing away such a person? 】
When she saw this sentence, her eyes trembled, her fingers were suspended on the keyboard, the cursor in the input box kept flashing but no information was entered. After a while, she turned off the phone and threw it aside without replying.
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"Okay, that's all for this semester. For the final exam, each group will complete this major project and compile a comprehensive report to be uploaded to Xuehaotong. The deadline is next Sunday. Okay, get out of class dismissed."
The classroom was suddenly filled with noises, and the sound of stools being folded up and slammed against the backs of seats was heard. Lan Lin ran over excitedly, "Luckily, it's just a report. I thought we were going to take an exam. I was so scared."
Song Yu glanced at the empty bench next to him and said in a cold tone, "This person hasn't been to class for a few periods. As a group, I'm afraid he's going to die."
Lan Lin was also puzzled. "We've only had a few classes, why hasn't he been here yet?"
"I came last week." He came just in time and started rushing to finish his homework. He didn't say a word and left with his backpack after class.
"I heard he's interning at a company. Maybe he's really busy," Lan Lin said. "Xu Qiao isn't the type to be cunning or sly. Why don't you discuss the assignment with him? He has contact information."
Song Yu looked at her and hesitated to speak, "I know, but..."
Lan Lin looked at Song Yu in surprise, "When did you start to procrastinate like this? This isn't a big deal."
"I told you, but you still don't understand." Song Yu waved his hand. "Forget it, let's go and have dinner."
After dinner, Song Yu sent a message to Xie Yunchao, asking him if there was any news about the person he had asked him to help find. Since he didn't reply, he probably was busy.
Lan Lin also had something to do in the afternoon, so the two of them separated outside the store. Song Yu called Duan Qin to ask her if she had any news, but as expected, there was no news.
"Where's your roll of film? Did you develop it?"
"No, the owner of that shop said the machine will take a few days to repair."
"You've been working in the sanatorium for so long, and you haven't contacted anyone yet?" Song Yu asked in confusion.
"Sister, why should I keep in touch with the people in there? They are not good people."
Song Yu was deflated.
"Why are you in such a hurry? You didn't look for it when you first came out, and you didn't look for it a few years ago. Of course it's more difficult now." Duan Qin complained indignantly on the computer.
She didn't know about these things at that time, so she lost her temper and could only say in a gentle voice: "Then please ask someone who still remembers it for me."
After hanging up the phone, Song Yu stood on the side of the road and saw a familiar figure flash past from the alley in front of her. She was stunned and then immediately followed.
She walked quickly and turned a corner to see him standing in a convenience store not far away, buying something. He easily took the items from the top shelf, turned them over in his hand, took a quick look at the ingredient list, and then took them to the front desk to pay.
At this time, a bottle of purified water was also placed on the counter. Xu Qiao looked over and saw the girl's expression of surprise. "What a coincidence."
His gaze briefly fixed on the girl's wind-blown hair for a second, and he responded, "Is there something wrong?"
Song Yu squeezed the bottle in his hand. "Oh, nothing much. The teacher assigned a final assignment. We need to compile a report in groups and submit it by next Sunday. I want to discuss with you how we should divide the work on this assignment. It seems that a lot of it requires two people to help. If you don't have time now, we can arrange a time to talk later."
“Can it be done online?”
"Hmm? What did you say?"
She saw Xu Qiao glance at his watch with an apologetic expression. "Sorry, I'm very busy lately and may not have time. Can we discuss this assignment online?"
"Oh, I see." Song Yu took two steps back and took a deep breath. "Then let's discuss it online. I have something else to do, so I'll be leaving first."
"Um."
Song Yu walked out of the convenience store and angrily grabbed a plastic bottle from the ground and threw it into the trash can. What did he mean? Now even his classmates can't be stingy. How stingy!
However, they couldn't be classmates anyway, as the elective course had already ended. Song Yu thought about it and felt that it was just right. He would regret it to death, because who would want to be friends with him?
She bought herself two ice creams while walking on the street, ate them in big mouthfuls, and was admitted to the hospital with acute gastroenteritis that night.
This illness made Song Yu depressed for about a week. She had no energy to do anything and had a fever and was vomiting. She stayed in the hospital for a week. When Lan Lin and Xie Yunchao went to see her, she was lying in bed with a pale face and had lost a lot of weight.
"What did you do? Why did you suddenly get gastroenteritis?"
She trembled and raised two fingers, saying pitifully, "I only ate two ice creams...that's all."
“…”
Song Yuran said indifferently with a sour face, "If you want to laugh, just laugh. You're holding it back so hard that your face looks like two pumpkins."
"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha." The two people in front of him burst into laughter. "I'm not saying that your body is too weak. Two ice creams can knock you down."
"No..." Lan Lin said as he thought of something, "Then what about your homework? It's due next week."
"I'm sick, not disabled." She shook her arm, which was hooked to an IV drip, and said, "Did you bring me the computer?"
"Tsk tsk, you're incredibly strong-willed despite your disability." Lan Lin placed his computer bag on her bedside. "It's hard to find a team member as good as you."
Xie Yunchao stood beside him, folding his arms and speaking in a contemptuous tone, "If it were me, I would let Xu Qiao do it alone. Why are you still doing homework when you are sick?"
"No." Song Yu shook his finger weakly, "I'm not that kind of person. I can do anything. I want to prove myself."
"Okay, okay, you can do it, you can do it." Xie Yunchao couldn't do anything with her. They didn't stay in the ward for long. After all, there were other patients there. He gave Song Yu a few instructions and left.
"If you can't do your homework, just tell me and I'll help you. Don't try to be so stubborn." Xie Yunchao said before leaving.
Song Yu waved his hands twice at him, meaning that there was no need to say anything more.
Not long after the two left, Song Yu fell into a deep sleep on the bed. When he woke up, the nurse had removed the IV drip from his hand, and there was a cup of steaming hot water on the bedside.
She was stunned for a moment, then smiled at the girl in the next bed who also had a cup of hot water on the bedside table, "Thank you."
The girl paused while eating the apple, then turned around, took out a big red apple from the bag behind her, and handed it to her hesitantly, "...Here."
"No, I don't have much appetite because of gastroenteritis." She smiled and waved her hand.
"......oh."
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"...That's basically it. There are several sections. I've already divided them up. You'll be responsible for these parts."
A low and calm voice continued to come from the headset, "Let me see it when you're done..."
“…Now if you have any questions, raise them.”
Song Yu was sitting on the hospital bed with a computer on the table in front of her. Today was her second day in the hospital. As soon as she felt a little better, she made an online meeting with Xu Qiao to discuss homework. There was still an IV needle in her hand.
His tasks were clearly divided, and he had given clear references on what to do and how to do it in each section. The sections assigned to her were also the ones she was good at.
He did things so efficiently that she couldn't say anything. She clicked the mouse helplessly on the shared page on the computer, "......"
"No problem, I'll hang up first."
When the shared screen on the computer returned to the computer page she was familiar with, Song Yu finally reacted, "Wait a minute."
"Any questions?" The sound of turning pages was heard from the other side.
"...How long will it take to hand it over to you?"
"The deadline is Sunday. I need to consolidate the data on Saturday to check for omissions and fill in the gaps. You have to give it to me by Friday at the latest."
"I..." She glanced at the purple needle hole where she was receiving the IV drip, "...I'm sick now and in the hospital. I'll try to get it to you on Friday."
There was a pause, and then the other party said, "Yes, sure." Then he added, "If you have any questions, please feel free to contact us."
After leaving the meeting, Song Yu was silent for a moment, then slapped himself lightly and cursed, "Why are you being so mean? They won't come to see you, what's the point of saying this."
Song Yu stayed in the hospital for three days and then was discharged to go home to recuperate. Yaya originally wanted to take leave to see her, but she rejected her. How could she take leave casually because of these things at such a critical time? She herself was not a pretentious person.
As promised, she handed in her completed part to Xu Qiao before Friday. The next day, she received the entire comprehensive report. After reading it, she made an OK gesture, and no more messages popped up in the dialog box between the two of them.
What followed was the devilish finals week that every college student would experience. Song Yu was busy reviewing and taking exams every day. After taking one subject after another, he stayed in the library day and night. His mind was filled with endless knowledge, and he had no time to think about anything else.
This kind of days lasted for about half a month. On the day after she finished her last exam, the whole city was hit by a heavy rain after a long time. She stood under the eaves of the teaching building, watching the heavy rain with loud noises, holding a pencil case in her hand, her mind in a daze.
"Fuck, the exam is finally over. I stayed up all night memorizing the exam points. I almost thought I'd fail in the exam room." Lan Lin walked up from behind and put one hand on Song Yu's shoulder, looking tired. "Finally...finally summer vacation. I can't go through this crappy school for another second."
After saying that, she glanced at the rain in front of her and pushed Song Yu twice, "Why don't you leave without an umbrella?"
She shook her head and said, "I have it. Let's go and have dinner."
The two of them, each holding an umbrella, followed the crowd to the school cafeteria. It was raining heavily and the road was full of water. The two of them walked with difficulty, carefully holding up their trouser legs with one hand.
"If I had known it was going to rain heavily, I would have come here in slippers today." Lan Lin muttered from behind, "These mud spots are really annoying."
Song Yu turned around and was about to tease her, but when he turned around, he saw something. His pupils constricted instantly, and then he ran past Lan Lin without hesitation, "I have something to do. You go eat first."
"What? Hey, where are you going? Together?" Lan Lin turned around and shouted twice, then watched the white umbrella held by Song Yu disappear from her sight.
There were colorful umbrellas in front of him. Song Yu struggled to walk against the crowd, holding up the white umbrella with one hand to catch up with the other one walking against the black umbrella, that profile and those eyes.
She weaved through the crowd, anxiously pushing aside the people rushing toward her. Where was he? Where was he? She couldn't mistake that person.
Water droplets splashed from outside wet the clothes on her shoulders, and raindrops splashed on her face. She looked a little embarrassed, with sweat all over her forehead. There was only the noise of rain in her ears, and nothing else. Her eyes searched for the black umbrella going against the flow in the surging crowd.
Finally, her eyes locked onto the figure walking to the right. The owner's sharp and clean jawline and slender, cold white neck appeared and disappeared with the rise and fall of the umbrella.
Wait a moment!
The crowd had gradually dispersed around her. Her heartbeat was uncontrollably pounding. She ran forward with all her might and grasped the man's bony right hand, which was hanging at his side. "...I found you."
She looked up with eager anticipation. The man in front of her turned around, holding a black umbrella. His expression was calm under the black shadow, and his slightly cold eyes were a little scrutinizing. "Song Yu?"
"...Xu Qiao, who is this?"
There was no longer any obstruction under the umbrella, and Song Yu discovered that there were two people under the umbrella. A girl with fair skin and gentle looks was standing beside Xu Qiao, looking at her with curiosity.
Her heart skipped a beat, and before she could loosen her grip, she saw Xu Qiao's expressionless face as he glanced down at their clasped hands, then looked up at her. "What are you doing? This isn't a haunted house."
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