One Thousand Two Hundred and Seventy-Seven A Bit Like a Girlfriend (Part 2)

"Poor Little Red Riding Hood is finally going to be eaten by the big bad wolf!"

"Chen Cheng, don't laugh at me!" Song Zhixing rushed forward and snatched the phone away.

"Look how red your face is!" Chen Cheng poked her red face with his finger, "Xingxing, you are so tender, will you be eaten alive by your second uncle?"

Song Zhixing blushed even more and was embarrassed to pick up her topic. He just pretended to be fierce and said: "Go to bed, it's very late."

She said, grabbed the phone and quickly climbed back on the bed. Chen Cheng also climbed up.

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That night, Song Zhixing finally fell asleep, but he had another dream.

At first, the dream was still beautiful, and it was all about Tang Yu. They hugged, kissed, and even did bolder things. However, gradually, this beautiful dream suddenly turned into a nightmare.

The scene of her naked body lying in Tang Yu's arms was seen by everyone. Everyone despised, ridiculed, and spurned her. In the end, like a sinner, she had her hands and feet tied and accepted the judgment of everyone.

And my aunt...

When her aunt was pushed in front of her, she just lay there quietly, no longer breathing. She was like a delicate flower that finally withered after being destroyed by her own hands.

"This is what you did!"

"You forced your relatives to death!"

"You are the murderer!"

The accusations pierced her nerves.

No!

no!

Her aunt will not die! Absolutely not!

Song Zhixing burst into tears.

"Stars! Stars!" Chen Cheng's urgent voice sounded in his ears. Song Zhixing was woken up and suddenly opened his eyes. Looking at the pale ceiling above his head, he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. The cramping pain in her chest was so real that she still felt pain even after she woke up.

"What's wrong with you?" Chen Cheng looked at her worriedly, "Why are you still crying when you fall asleep?"

Crying yourself?

Song Zhixing slowly raised his hand and touched his face.

Sure enough, his face was still cold and stained with tears.

But, luckily, everything was just a dream. It's just a dream. Yes, it is a dream. How could something happen to her aunt?

She took a deep breath, sat up in despair, and asked hoarsely, "What time is it now?"

"It's past 7 o'clock. Wash your face, it's time to go to class."

Song Zhixing wiped his face with the quilt and slowly climbed out of bed after a long while. Chen Cheng looked at her worriedly, "Why don't you just ask for leave?"

"The exam only lasts four days. I can't ask for any more leave." Song Zhixing refused. She took a deep breath and tried to adjust her emotions.

Just a nightmare. It'll be okay! Just as the second uncle said, my aunt is very smart and will never do anything stupid because of a relationship that she doesn't get.

She kept comforting herself like this, went into the bathroom and washed her face, and then the scenes in the nightmare gradually faded away. But, after all, my heart still felt heavy and uncomfortable.

On the blackboard in the classroom, the countdown is one less day. There are only four days left before the final college entrance examination day. The courses have been completed and it is self-study all day long.

Academically, Song Zhixing actually doesn’t have much pressure. In Youcheng, if she missed any school, it was just a matter of Tang Yu's words. However, even so, she couldn't really let herself go like that. An outstanding person like Tang Yu is something people look up to, but what about her? If one day, I really have to stand by Tang Yu's side, it can't be too bad. Although, she didn't know if that day would really come, or how long it would be before that day came.

However, at 18 years old, it is still too difficult for her to compare with her aunt who is 10 years older than her.

Song Zhixing is working hard to make the final sprint. After the last class, I received a call from the driver, Lao Mo.

"Uncle Mo, why are you calling me at this time?"

"Little miss, if you finish class, come out. I'm already at the gate of your school."

"Now?" Song Zhixing was quite surprised. He handed the book to Chen Cheng and asked her to take it into the dormitory for him. While talking, he walked to the school gate, "What's wrong?"

"The second master sent me to pick up Mr. Li, and he said he wanted you, young lady, to come with him."

"Ah. That's right!" Song Zhixing looked at the time and was a little excited, "Grandpa will get off the plane in an hour! I'll be out right away!"

As she spoke, she trotted all the way to the school gate. Uncle Mo's car was already parked there. Song Zhixing got on and urged Uncle Mo to drive quickly.

When she arrived at the airport, Mr. Li happened to come out of the airport. There was an assistant beside him helping him push his luggage.

Song Zhixing saw that the old man's hair had turned white and his body was obviously not as good as before, and his eyes felt a little sore.

"Grandpa!"

As soon as Li Qiming saw his granddaughter, he immediately beamed. He handed the crutch in his hand to the assistant beside him and opened his arms towards Song Zhixing. Song Zhixing ran over happily and jumped into the old man's arms. The momentum made Li Qiming take a step back before he could barely stand still, but with a smile on his face, "My little star has grown so tall!"

"Grandpa, you have lost weight."

"Old man, it's better to be thinner." Li Qiming smiled and squeezed Song Zhixing's shoulder, "Come on, stand up straight and let grandpa take a good look at our precious little granddaughter."

Song Zhixing stood up straight immediately.

Li Qiming looked down at Song Zhixing, but seeing her face looking more and more like her mother, tears gradually appeared in the old man's eyes, "You and your mother really look more and more alike... your mother It would be a relief to know that you are this old.”

"Old man, why don't you get in the car first and talk in the car." Uncle Mo interrupted.

Only then did Mr. Li come back to his senses, "Yes, yes, let's talk in the car."

The assistant had handed over the cane, and Song Zhixing was holding the other hand.

"Grandpa, my second uncle has arranged a place for you to live. Uncle Mo and I will take you there."

"No need to arrange a special place for me. I told your aunt that I will live with your aunt these days."

"My second uncle said that your aunt's house is not big enough and he is afraid that you will not feel comfortable living there."

"It's okay to live in a small house. Recently, I feel more and more boring living in such a big house by myself."

Song Zhixing heard the old man sighing like this, and then looked at his silver hair. Thinking of an elderly man living alone in a villa, with only servants around him and no relatives, he felt that his decision to stay in Youcheng after the exam was a bit selfish.

The old man insisted on living with his aunt, and Song Zhixing certainly didn't force him. The group got in the car. Li Qiming told his assistant to call Li Hanyan.

After a while, the assistant turned around and said, "Master, Miss Hanyan hasn't answered the phone."

"Call again."

"This is the fifth call."

"Didn't this kid say he didn't work all day? He said he would pick me up at the airport in person, but he never showed up."