"Xiangling, you've gone too far. Zhihuan is our family's savior. How can you speak to her like that?"
The two were very nervous, fearing that Shen Zhihuan would misunderstand them as having any presumptuous ideas about climbing the social ladder.
"Children are often naive and speak rashly, Zhihuan, please don't mind."
Shen Zhihuan waved her hand, turned to look at Cheng Xiangling who was clowning around beside her, and couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips into a smile.
Her smile was a mixture of helplessness and indulgence, and she really did look a bit like an older sister.
"It's okay, I don't mind, and I know Xiangling didn't mean anything by it."
"Besides, Xiangling is so straightforward and lovely, and I like her very much. It would be my honor to be her older sister."
"Oh, what honor or not?"
Cheng Xiangling was overjoyed by the compliments and clung to Shen Zhihuan so tightly she almost twisted into a pretzel.
"Anyway, what I mean is that I want to get closer to Sister Zhihuan. I really don't care about any formal status or anything."
His amusing tone made everyone around him burst into laughter, but they were all trying their best to hold back, afraid of disturbing Cheng Wan's sleep in bed.
At this moment, the ward was filled with a joyful atmosphere.
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Military compound.
The room, completely darkened by the curtains, let in no light at all; only a faint shadow of a person could be seen rising on the bed.
After an unknown amount of time, Song Mingqian, who was still feeling dizzy and disoriented, suddenly woke up from his dream. Looking at the somewhat unfamiliar room in front of him, he was stunned for a long time.
"...What time is it?"
He lived alone, so naturally no one could answer his questions.
Song Mingqian could only wait until the dull, throbbing pain subsided before sitting up and glancing at the clock on the wall.
What followed was yet another wave of frustration.
He has always liked to strictly discipline himself, and since he works in scientific research, he is even more meticulous.
Unexpectedly, someone who has been diligent and meticulous in their work for decades could oversleep.
Song Mingqian would never admit that all he could think about last night was Lin Banxia and that man, so much so that he tossed and turned in bed for ages, unable to fall asleep.
That's why I couldn't get up early.
"I was planning to go and take care of Wanwan as soon as possible, but I didn't expect it to be so late."
"I hope that when Xiangling sees me later, she won't tease me too much."
Song Mingqian hurriedly got out of bed, and while washing up, he was still somewhat absent-minded.
In order to save time, he didn't even have time to eat breakfast. After changing his clothes, he hurriedly left the house.
There is only one road leading from his house to the gate of the military compound.
Along the way, we will inevitably pass by the location where the woods were last night.
Song Mingqian dared not disturb Lin Banxia, but he knew this was a matter beyond his control.
When he got to that area, he inexplicably looked up and gazed in the direction where Lin Banxia lived.
It's getting late, and today is a workday. Even in the residential compound, most people have already gotten up and gone to work.
Not to mention Lin Banxia, a well-known model worker, who is unlikely to be at home at this time, and he is even less likely to see anything.
Even though Song Mingqian knew this would be the outcome, he still felt empty inside, unable to tell whether he was disappointed or relieved.
Just as he was about to leave, the image of Lin Banxia and that man walking one after the other on the path last night flashed before his eyes again.
His feet began to become unresponsive.
Song Mingqian couldn't help but walk towards that direction step by step. Even if it was just to give up completely, he wanted to see with his own eyes whether that man had stayed here last night.
He hoped that Lin Banxia could recover from her grief as soon as possible and live a happy life.
But if she really falls in love with another man, he will be tormented by anxiety.
Every step he takes feels like a slow, agonizing torture to him right now.
But the road was so short that before Song Mingqian could come to a conclusion, they had already reached the front of the house.
He looked up, looking lost and dejected, as if trying to check if anyone was inside.
Unexpectedly, upon closer inspection, they saw a figure lying on its back by the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor.
Her jet-black hair slipped down her shoulders, obscuring most of her face.
All that could be seen was that the figure was extremely thin, and the chin peeking out from between the hair was pale and bloodless.
Song Mingqian's expression changed instantly. He didn't even need to think; he could recognize at a glance that the person lying on the ground was Lin Banxia herself.
The composure he had been forcing was instantly replaced by panic.
He immediately contacted the guards, calling out Lin Banxia's name loudly while anxiously surveying his surroundings.
"Banxia, Banxia, hold on, I'm coming in to save you right away... Damn it, why are all the walls around here so high!"
To make the buildings appear magnificent and beautiful, the walls of this complex were designed to be thick and high.
Song Mingqian was a scholar, so it was completely impossible for him to climb over here.
The only place that's relatively low is the main gate of this small courtyard.
However, this iron gate adopted a European design, with various openwork patterns carved on it, and the highest point of the iron gate was also polished into sharp spikes.
To get over here, while it won't be fatal, suffering is inevitable.
Song Mingqian didn't even consider whether he could withstand it; he simply raised his hand and gripped the door without hesitation.
The cold touch of the iron spread through his fingertips. He lowered his eyes and murmured softly.
"Banxia, I've already missed it once, I can't miss it a second time."
"I will never let you face anything alone again. I will protect you."
It will take time to reassign staff and add personnel at the main gate.
Although the guards tried their best to speed up, it still took several minutes to run from the gate to this side.
Seeing that Song Mingqian was not at the entrance of the courtyard, the group searched for him in confusion while taking out their walkie-talkies.
“The keys to these detached houses are only available to the homeowners; we don’t have any backups.”
"Comrade Lin Banxia's situation is urgent, and we have no choice but to resort to forced demolition."
Just as they were about to contact someone to call the equipment, Song Mingqian limped out from around the corner of the yard and opened the gate for them.
“Not only the courtyard gate, I also smashed open the house door with a stone, so I can just go in.”
Time is tight, there's not much to say.
Song Mingqian hid his palm, which bore deep marks, behind his back, then turned and ran upstairs.
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