Is it hard?
Xie Qian could no longer remember how he felt at that time.
He only cares about the present!
Why should he care about a father who doesn't care about him?
"Okay, hurry home. I'll take you to the bus stop. Send me a message when you get home."
This time, Xie Qian didn't mention sending Wen Ying home, so Wen Ying guessed he was going back to the hospital. Xie Qian also didn't want her to show up in front of Xie Jinghu. Wen Ying couldn't hide in the bathroom forever, and she didn't want to cause trouble for Xie Qian, so she obediently got on the bus under his watchful eyes.
Wen Ying had to take a different bus to get home from the hospital. When she got off the bus, she was pushed and almost fell down. A hand supported her.
"Be careful—Wen Ying?"
The voice sounded familiar. Wen Ying looked up and was surprised to find that the person who supported her was Song Shao.
"Squad leader, long time no see!"
After Wen Ying apologized to Song Shao in person, she felt a little relieved. In addition, she was very busy and she and Song Shao were not in the same middle school. They had chatted twice on QQ but had never met in real life. She didn't expect to meet him by chance at the bus stop today.
There were so many people at the bus stop that Song Shao didn't have time to talk. He pulled Wen Ying aside first to prevent her from being squeezed again.
After the bus left and there were fewer people around, the two of them were able to talk.
"I heard you've been doing well recently?"
Song Shao asked her with a smile, Wen Ying laughed, "Who told you that, squad leader?"
"I won first prize in the New Concept Essay Competition, and even my junior high classmates heard about it. Is this fake?"
It is unknown where Song Shao got the information from, and Wen Ying did not tell him on her own initiative.
She didn't want to be estranged from Song Shao, but for Wen Ying, this competition was a way to travel and make up for the regrets of her previous life. She had never boasted about the results of the New Concept Competition to anyone.
Even if he wanted to show off, he couldn't do it in front of Song Shao.
Song Shao has participated in many competitions, and they are all heavyweight ones. What is there to brag about in front of Song Shao about Wen Ying winning the first prize in the New Concept Composition Competition?
She thought it was a travel stamp, but Song Shao was happy for her: "It seems to be true. I remember that you wrote good essays in junior high school and had the habit of keeping a diary, so it's only natural that you can win the New Concept Award."
Wen Ying, a little unknown girl, was best known for her composition in junior high school. Her writing was often used as a model by the Chinese teacher and would be posted on the blackboard at the back of the classroom.
She likes reading and naturally likes writing, so she has the habit of writing a diary.
The diary was dug out and read aloud in public by Yue Shanni and others, which was definitely the most embarrassing thing that ever happened to Wen Ying in the entire junior high school. Song Shao was another person involved in the embarrassing incident.
Song Shao was not embarrassed when talking about the past, so Wen Ying, who was so shameless, would be even less embarrassed.
"It's probably good luck. The judges just happened to like it."
After hearing Ying's humble words, Song Shao shook his head: "Luck is a kind of strength. If you don't have that foundation, you won't be able to catch it when it comes. Only when your strength reaches the level of winning an award will the judges like your article."
Song Shao is so warm.
Wen Ying is willing to make all the calls for Squad Leader Song in her two lifetimes.
As they chatted, they walked to a beverage store on the side of the road, and Song Shao treated Wen Ying to a glass of orange juice.
"Did your cousin give you any trouble later?"
Wen Ying bit the straw and shook her head: "She transferred back to her hometown and we can't meet each other. How can she bother me?"
It's time for Shulu to suffer.
Ever since Wen Dongrong stopped supporting Shu Lu and Wen Hongyan, Wen Hongyan returned to her hometown and was forced to raise her daughter on her own.
In the past, Wen Dongrong supported Shulu, and her tuition and living expenses were all covered. She could also go to summer camp from time to time. Compared with the living standards of students in the city, Shulu was not bad.
Now Wen Hongyan has just found a job and can only earn a thousand yuan a month with hard work. This money has to cover the living expenses of both mother and daughter, Shulu's tuition and living expenses. Life is tight, and Shulu's living standard has become far behind her classmates... Wen Ying doesn't feel sorry for Shulu at all. This is the living standard that Shulu should have. Whoever gives birth to a child is responsible for raising it. Wen Ying's family can take advantage of the situation for a lifetime but not for two lifetimes!
As for Shu Guobing's verdict, it was made after the Spring Festival. Shu Guobing was sentenced to three years. Including the time he was detained, he still had two and a half years left to serve.
Xiao Cai was sentenced to one year and three months and will be released from prison in a few months.
Wen Ying spoke of these things lightly, obviously not taking them to heart.
Song Shao nodded secretly. He felt that Wen Ying's condition was completely different from that in junior high school last time. After meeting this time, Song Shao was even more convinced of this.
Song Shao had something else to do and was about to say goodbye to Wen Ying when Wen Ying suddenly asked him, "Come to think of it, there's something I haven't figured out. Why did Yue Shanni suddenly stop to testify? Squad Leader Song, do you know?"
There was inquiry in Wen Ying's eyes.
Song Shao denied it without blushing: "How would I know? You should ask Yue Shanni herself."
Wen Ying was suspicious.
However, Song Shao's expression was flawless. He waved goodbye to Wen Ying calmly, walked across the street and got on a bus.
Wen Ying smiled while biting the orange juice straw.
Yue Shanni won't suddenly have a change of heart.
Who else but Song Shao would do good deeds without leaving a name?
Wen Ying remembered this feeling.
She is not afraid of owing favors to others now because she is confident that she can repay them!
But the bus Song Shao took was the same one he took here.
This detail flashed through Wen Ying's mind, but she didn't hold on to it. Every bus route has many stops, and it was a coincidence that she met Song Shao at the bus stop. It couldn't be that she had just left the hospital and Song Shao was going to the same hospital again, right?
Wen Ying had to rush home to write the manuscript.
She still had to continue writing the manuscript for "Teenage Idol" before Xie Qian sent her a new paper. Zou Weijun would talk to her about publishing matters after he returned from his business trip. Once the publishing contract was signed, Wen Ying would have to provide the entire book manuscript to the publishing house as soon as possible.
…
The bus arrived at the station slowly.
Song Shao got out of the car.
He took out his phone and checked the messages before heading towards the inpatient building.
He pressed the elevator and went upstairs to Xin's ward. The door was ajar, but Song Shao still knocked politely.
"Come in."
Song Shao pushed open the door, and Song Chan stood up when she saw it was him. Song Foxiang felt very awkward when he saw it was him.
"Why are you here..."
"My uncle is in the hospital. How can a nephew not come to visit him?"
Song Shao's tone was very gentle, but Song Foxiang shrank his neck.
——Oh my God, he would rather fight with Xie Jinghu again than face his nephew Song Shao.
If Song Foxiang is the unruly wind of the Song family, blowing wherever it wants, then Song Shao is the robot cast from the mold by the Song family.
No one looks at the children who have known how to study since childhood, the children of other people's families, the strict and studious little scholar, and Song Shao who likes to preach.
Song Shao was about to ask Song Foxiang why he got into a fight with someone, but Song Foxiang had already thrown back the quilt and sat up from the bed.
"Xiaochan, I think I can be discharged now. Please go and help me with the discharge procedures!"
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