"It’s nothing really..." Song Yansheng mused briefly, his smile gentle and natural: "I just suddenly thought, you used to sleep in my arms every night, but tonight you’ll be in the dormitory. Won’t you find it uncomfortable?"
Shi Nuan: "..."
Her face flushed slightly, lips pressed tightly, unsure of what to say.
Song Yansheng gave a faint smile and suddenly pecked her on the lips, saying: "Silly girl, I’m just joking with you!"
Shi Nuan: "..."
After realizing, her face instantly turned red with embarrassnt, her delicate brows furrowed. Just as she was about to speak, Song Yansheng spoke again.
In a light voice: "However, since I can’t hold Nuannuan to sleep tonight, I might feel uncomfortable... So, Nuannuan, you must co ho early and don’t let wait alone for too long, okay..."
Shi Nuan looked at him tremblingly, with a hint of disbelief in her eyes.
...
The location of T University is about a half-hour drive from the city center, which is sowhat distant, near the southern part of Anshan, with good greenery and only a ten-minute drive from Wangjiang.
This morning, Song Qingyang was sent by her father to a fish farm near Wangjiang to buy so fresh mandarin fish.
Since her brother’s death, their mother’s ntal state hasn’t been well due to excessive grief. Their mother loves mandarin fish, so they have been cooking it for her frequently in recent days.
But she always complains that the mandarin fish others buy isn’t fresh, so her father asked her to buy it herself.
Song Qingyang knew that it wasn’t about the fish’s freshness. When Xiao Chuan was still around, he occasionally went fishing by Wangjiang, and the fish he caught were usually brought back to make soup for their mother.
Even if he couldn’t catch any, he would often buy so mandarin fish to take ho.
Their mother was missing Xiao Chuan.
This is a heartache that Song Qingyang couldn’t comfort her mother over, because she too had the so-called heartache.
So, she knew that at this mont, nothing others could say would help; finding peace within herself was most important.
Of course, finding such peace is extrely difficult.
When the car reached near T University, Song Qingyang instinctively glanced to the side, and in an unintentional glimpse, she saw Shi Nuan.
Song Qingyang was stunned and imdiately stopped the car.
As she was about to open the car door, she noticed that behind Shi Nuan, in the shade of a tree, in a rather hidden spot, a black Land Rover was parked.
At that mont, the car window was half-open, and a man inside had his elbow resting outside the window, a cigarette between his fingers, softly burning.
Even though the distance made it hard for her to see the person inside the car, she recognized the car—it was her Second Uncle Song Yansheng’s car.
Song Qingyang’s motion to open the car door halted, pain flashing in her gaze...
It had been less than a month since her brother passed, yet her Second Uncle had already married Shi Nuan. This was sothing she couldn’t accept...
How could they be so cruel... how could they...
Just then, the phone in her bag rang, snapping her out of her daze. She picked up the phone.
Seeing the na displayed, the lancholy in her eyes hardened, replaced by cold resolve...
"Hello?" she answered the call.
A deep, magnetic male voice ca through: "It’s !"
Song Qingyang replied coldly: "Of course, I know it’s you, Mr. Yu, but I am not sure why you’re calling at this ti? Could it be that Mr. Yu has changed his mind and agreed to break off our engagent?"
"Certainly not..."
Yu Dou’s voice was calm: "It’s like this, your father called earlier, inviting to Riyue Residence for dinner tonight... I couldn’t refuse, so I agreed."
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