One Thousand Two Hundred and Twenty Seven At a Loss (Part 3)

"Be good, don't cry." Tang Yu caressed her tearful face lovingly, "Wake up, Xingxing! Wake up!"

Tang Yu's voice broke Song Zhixing's nightmare. She suddenly opened her eyes and saw Tang Yu. She realized that she was actually in his arms at the moment. She was dazed for a moment. Only then did she realize that everything she had just experienced was a nightmare.

She was not abandoned.

At least, at this moment, her life was still peaceful, and her peaceful happiness was not broken by herself. But what about the future?

If she really continued to be so unclear and reckless with her second uncle, the scene of being abandoned by everyone in the dream just now was what she would have to face and endure sooner or later.

"Awake?" Tang Yu raised his hand and touched her forehead to comfort her. There was cold sweat on her forehead, and tears were still hanging in the corners of her eyes. Even if she woke up, there was still a strong panic and anxiety in her eyes.

The pain in the dream continued into reality and still did not get any relief. Her chest ached so much that she gasped for air. She didn't say anything, but curled up on Tang Yu's chest, and heard his steady heartbeat in her ears, strong and powerful. However, this time, it didn't calm her panicked heart.

The more she relied on this man, the more she was at a loss.

"What time is it?" After a long time, she asked. It seemed that the pain had subsided and her voice was much calmer.

"It's a little after four o'clock." Tang Yu leaned against the head of the bed with his tall body, letting her lean on his chest: "Sleep a little longer, it's still early."

Song Zhixing curled up her hands, pressed on his chest, and closed her eyes again. Her breath was full of the man's breath, and his embrace and warmth wrapped around her. She forced herself not to think about anything else for the time being. Soon, she fell asleep again. Perhaps because of his presence, this time, she slept much more soundly, and there was no more nightmare.

In a trance, the man's kiss gently kissed away the moisture from the corners of her eyes.

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Tang Yu didn't fall asleep again. Afraid that the little girl would dream again and scare herself, he kept watching her. When she fell asleep again, it was already five o'clock.

He had to go.

Tang Yu looked at the quiet and well-behaved little girl in his arms, and had the urge to pack her up and take her away.

He kissed her forehead, put her steadily on the bed, and left.

Du Hui was already waiting downstairs at this time.

When he looked up, he saw him coming out of Song Zhixing's room, and he was so shocked that his mouth didn't close. So, the second master finally couldn't help but take action? But this little lady is only 18 years old and hasn't graduated from high school yet!

"Put away your messy fantasies." Tang Yu looked down at him from upstairs, spoke unhappily, and pressed his tired eyebrows, "Wait for me for ten minutes."

"Yes, second master."

"Second master, I'll ask the kitchen to prepare breakfast now." Sister Li had already gotten up, and people were gradually walking around in the villa.

"Don't be busy." Tang Yu waved his hand. It was too late now.

After a while, he changed into a formal suit and came down from upstairs. The housekeeper and his group were waiting at the door of the villa to see him out. He walked to the door, looked up at the second floor, and said in a deep voice: "If she is in a bad mood, call me at any time."

"Yes, Second Master."

Tang Yu nodded, then turned and left.

If the little girl was awake, I don't know if she would be so reluctant to leave him like when he left two days ago.

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When Song Zhixing woke up again, it was already completely bright.

She opened her eyes and subconsciously looked to her side, thinking that Tang Yu was still there, but now there was nothing there.

She changed out of her pajamas, stood in front of the mirror, and looked at the marks left by Tang Yu on her neck with some distress. It was too obvious! When she came back last night, she hurried upstairs, so Sister Li and the others didn't notice it at all. But now, if she went down like this during the day, she would be seen through at a glance.

Song Zhixing bit her lip, not wanting to embarrass herself.

She searched for a long time, found a high-necked shirt, and wrapped herself tightly. She put her hair down again, and tried to hide it again and again, before she reluctantly accepted herself like this.

Second Uncle should be eating breakfast downstairs now, right?

Song Zhixing felt that she should have a good talk with him. Their relationship was so ambiguous, and it would hurt others and herself after all. She was afraid of hurting herself, and hurting others made her even more painful.

As if she had made up her mind, she took a deep breath, opened the door and went downstairs. She walked towards the restaurant, a little hurriedly. It seemed that if she was just a little slower, she would not have the courage to say many things.

Along the way, she kept thinking about his possible reactions. When she arrived at the restaurant, all the words were almost blurted out from her mouth, but the empty restaurant made every word stuck in her throat.

No one?

"Miss, wake up." Sister Li greeted her. She had already pushed the prepared breakfast over.

Song Zhixing pulled out a chair and sat down, glancing at the main seat, "Is Second Uncle still awake?"

"Second Master left a long time ago."

"Left? Where did he go?"

"It's still dark, and he went to Country S with Du Hui. I see Second Master's eyes are still red, he must have not slept much last night. It must be very tiring flying back and forth." Sister Li sighed.

He's gone...

And, he didn't say a word.

He was still in his room so late last night, and he left again early this morning, it would be strange if he wasn't tired.

Song Zhixing sat down hesitantly. For some reason, she was originally full of impulse to talk to him clearly, but now that impulse was buried by other emotions.

Did he come back suddenly last night just for her?

She bit her lip and clenched the tableware, feeling sympathetic.

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When Song Zhixing arrived at school, Chen Cheng was still in the dormitory.

In the morning self-study, the classmates studied very seriously. Song Zhixing took out the book and tried hard to get herself into the state.

However, she couldn't help but be distracted. Her eyes fell on the watch from time to time-the plane at five o'clock, from Youcheng to Kyoto, S country, should not have arrived at this time!

Wait!

What is she thinking about?

Obviously she didn't want to and couldn't continue to entangle with her second uncle, but why was his matter still in her mind?

Song Zhixing shook her head, trying to shake everything about him out of her head. Forced herself to focus on the book.

"Xingxing, Xingxing!" At this moment, Chen Cheng ran into the classroom from the back with his schoolbag in his hand. The other students were concentrating on preparing for the college entrance examination, and no one looked back.

Song Zhixing turned to look at her. She had already rushed over and sat down beside her.

"So, we all misunderstood your second uncle!" Chen Cheng said.

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