Linghu Lan smiled and said, "I was seriously ill before, and my complexion never recovered. No matter how many tonics I took, it didn't help. Later, I even had heart surgery, which depleted my qi and blood."
Zeng Hui understood and sighed, "Then you must take good care of your health. You know, our class originally had forty-three people, but now there are only forty-two left. Good health is very important."
"Someone left?" Linghu Lan asked uncertainly.
Zeng Hui looked a little embarrassed, and her voice lost its confidence as she whispered, "I didn't mean to say it. I just blurted it out. But I think it's still necessary to tell you that when someone dies, the debt is settled, and some things are over."
Linghu Lan lowered her head, silently took a sip of coffee, and calmly asked, "Who died?"
"Xia Mingyuan!" Zeng Hui also took an awkward sip of coffee. She felt she shouldn't have mentioned Xia Mingyuan. She really hadn't thought it through just now; she must have been overusing her brain lately.
She glanced at Linghu Lan and, seeing that she couldn't detect any emotion on Linghu Lan's face, she felt a little relieved. Since she had already said it, she might as well say it all. She continued, "Last winter, Xia Mingyuan drank too much and collapsed on the road. His heart was pressed down, and he seemed to be suffocating. When they found him the next day, he was stiff."
"Oh!" Linghu Lan said calmly. She had seen many dead people, and Xia Mingyuan's death was one of the most common. There was nothing strange about it.
Seeing that she had no interest in this at all, Zeng Hui quickly changed the subject, "How long are you planning to stay this time? Are you leaving after the New Year? Or, should I invite my classmates and we can get together today?"
"No, thank you!" Linghu Lan glanced at her watch. "My mother will be back soon, and I'm about to head home. The house is a bit messy, so I won't invite you over. I'll invite you another day."
"Pfft!" Zeng Hui couldn't help but laugh. "How old are you? Why would your auntie set a curfew for you? Or have you started dating someone and your auntie is worried about you?"
Linghu Lan smiled and said, "It's been too long since I've been back. I'm homesick. I'm leaving now. Let's meet up another day!"
"Okay, you keep your word!" Zeng Hui felt a little reluctant to part with Linghu Lan. Her simple and casual movements revealed a sense of freedom, and her words also showed a touch of chivalry and tenderness, which was very attractive. Such a friend was very appealing. How could Xia Mingyuan not understand back then and abandon such a girl to choose that trash Tang Xinyou?
However, perhaps it is only through trials and tribulations that one can transform into this state; hardship is the best catalyst for growth.
As they walked out of the building, the two parted ways, and Linghu Lan strolled slowly towards home.
In winter, it gets dark early, and the sun sets quickly. By this time, the sun had already set, and a blood-red sun hung in the sky, looking somewhat melancholic. It tried its best to radiate its remaining heat, but it still couldn't stop the winter's cold from creeping in.
Linghu Lan wrapped her clothes tighter and quietly savored the beauty of the moment.
No sooner had Linghu Lan returned home than her mother arrived. Seeing Linghu Lan busy in the kitchen, she complained, "Didn't you go out for a walk? You should have contacted your classmates. If not, you could have gone on a blind date! Is your boyfriend reliable? If not, Mom will introduce you to someone. There's a kid in our kindergarten whose uncle is really handsome. I specifically asked him, and he's single!"
Linghu Lan: "..." The little kid's uncle!!!
Linghu Lan reluctantly dialed Mo Tang's number and said, "My mom wants to say a few words to you!"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com