Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

Tuesday, October 21, 1980, rain

Autumn is rainy.

Especially in Huicheng, a southern city, autumn rains always come unexpectedly.

When school was about to leave in the afternoon, heavy rain came unexpectedly, and the raindrops smashed the ground into puddles in an instant.

The students in the class quickly left, or a few people squeezed an umbrella, or asked the boarding students to borrow an umbrella, and rushed into the rain curtain laughing and laughing.

Song Yueliang was the only one in the class who didn't move.

She didn't ask anyone to borrow an umbrella, and no one invited her to take an umbrella.

Looking at the other person sitting on the seat with a straight thin back, I suddenly discovered that Song Yueliang and I are actually the same kind of person.

Alone and out of place.

Uncle Gui came to pick me up, and I gave Song Yueliang the umbrella.

After writing this diary, looking through the previous records, I found that Song Yueliang's name was on almost every page.

...

After reading this diary, Song Yueliang stopped for a while without turning the pages.

The man's diary kept digging out the memories buried in her mind.

She remembered that he gave her an umbrella and didn't come to school for a whole week afterwards.

The remaining papers in my hand are already very thin, only the bottom one has not been read yet.

Song Yueliang moved her fingertips and pulled out the paper.

Not a diary.

There are only a few short lines, and the handwriting is neater than before, showing the seriousness and solemnity of the writer, but the ink marks seem to be exhausted and fade away.

—Moon, my pen is about to run out of ink. If you still want to read on, can you open the door and lend me a pen?

—By the way, give me a chance to introduce myself again.

--I wanted to meet you.

"Mom, you laughed." The little doll squatting at her feet held her cheeks in her small hands, and her eyes were clear and clean.

Song Yueliang calmly corrected her daughter, "No, the baby is wrong."

There was doubt in Qiqi's eyes, she clearly saw the corners of her mother's mouth curled up.

"Dandan, why did mother lie?" She turned to Xiaodanman for advice.

"When women face feelings, they like duplicity the most." The little egg man taught her, "Stupid boy, my brother told you that feelings are pots of dog blood. If you don't want to be splashed with dog blood when you grow up, just Don't touch the emotion thing."

"why?"

"Because in this world, no man is a good thing. If there is, it must be in the novel."

Qiqi recited it silently several times and tried to memorize it.

Although she didn't understand what these words meant, Eggy must be right, she just memorized them.

At this time Song Yueliang had already got up from the sofa and walked outside.

The door opened, and the man stood outside the door, with a pair of peach blossom eyes with slightly curved arcs, and a smile, "My Fu Yanchi, a native of Kyoto, is 27 years old and 1.87 meters tall. My father, Yan Huai, and my mother died young. .Small and thin production can be squandered."

"Miss Song, let's get to know each other again?"

Song Yueliang lowered her eyes and looked at the hand that the man extended. It was pale and thin, with well-proportioned and slender finger bones, which was more than one size bigger than her hand.

She threw a bottle of ink over and raised her eyebrows, "This bottle of ink is enough for you for several days. Keep writing. When I am satisfied with the writing, I will get to know you again."

Fu Yanchi's smile collapsed, "Yue Yue, can you allow me to write slowly for a few days? My hands are numb."

"Okay, I'm in no hurry."

Song Yueliang smiled, and slammed the door shut again.

Doesn't he have a good memory, he can even remember the day of the week of the month and year.

In this case, write slowly.

She also wanted to see what else she didn't know about him in private during those years.

Give him buns to eat, and secretly scold her for meddling in her own business?

Exam quiz, pretend to be a good person and let her take the first place?

She just wanted to see how long his diary could write.

Let's see how long he will last before he writes the reason why he suddenly disappeared back then and now returns suddenly.

Or, he simply thought that there was no need to explain to her.

...

Hyatt Hotel.

Meng Jingxian settled here temporarily.

As soon as she settled down, she called the capital.

On the other end of the phone, someone picked it up almost immediately. She didn't know if the man had been waiting for her to call, or if he just happened to answer so quickly.

"Brother Huai, I'm in Huicheng. Well, Ah Chi was discharged from the hospital at noon... It's also my fault for saying something wrong, otherwise he wouldn't have rushed out..." Meng Jingxian habitually blamed herself for the mistake before bringing it up Regarding Song Yueliang's matter, "She and Ah Chi should have known each other a long time ago, and Ah Chi is very nervous about her."

"Miss Song is very nice and has a good temper... But, she has a child by her side, who may be divorced and single."

"There was a misunderstanding between them. Ah Chi is still hanging out at her door, and Miss Ren hasn't planned to forgive him yet."

Hearing the word "Lai Lai", the other end of the microphone was silent for a moment.

Meng Jingxian also seemed to think of that scene at that time. When she saw Ah Chi's rascal, her expression and reaction were not much better.

Now that such a calm and majestic man can react like this... She actually felt like laughing.

"Uncle Gui and I will have a phone call every once in a while. If Ah Chi feels uncomfortable, Uncle Gui will take him away immediately."

"I'll call you again if I have something to do, um... I, I'm going to visit the old man tomorrow, and Ah Chi said he would tell the old man in advance."

"Okay, I got it. Brother Huai," before hanging up the phone, Meng Jingxian advised softly, "Don't work too late at night, go to bed early, your body is important."

When the phone was hung up, her back that had been tense all the time suddenly relaxed.

Even if they are thousands of miles away, as long as she talks to a man, she will subconsciously get nervous, for fear of offending him.

Meng Jingxian walked to the window and looked out, it was already dark.

Although the prosperity of Huicheng is not as prosperous as that of Kyoto, it is still a big city in the south, and it is still lively at night.

Looking down from the top of the hotel, there are thousands of stars and colorful neon lights.

Being isolated from the hustle and bustle of the city makes people feel lonely in a foreign land for no reason.

She is a little homesick.

Yan's house in Kyoto.

After Yan Huai hung up the phone, he sat on the sofa for a long time with a sullen face.

"Ah Xiang, call Agui and look up Song Yueliang's information."

He still couldn't equate his son with a scoundrel.

There must be something inside that he doesn't know about.

...

Night falls.

Qi Qi had dinner and took a shower, and it was not time to go to bed, so she rolled around on the bed and couldn't fall asleep.

"Mom, do you think Uncle Fu is still outside?" She asked the woman lying next to her after changing her pajamas.

Song Yueliang, "It should still be there."

She has only seen that person's ability to play a rogue, but never the worst.

"Then how does he eat dinner and take a bath at the door?" Qiqi asked again, "Isn't Uncle Fu still in the hospital at noon? Is he recovering so soon?"

"There are people around him to serve him, so it's not his fault."

"But I haven't heard a sound outside for a long time. Mom, do you think Uncle Fu will faint from hunger?"

Song Yueliang still wanted to say something to deal with her daughter's question, but the word "hungry and dizzy" kept pricking her nerves, making her a little uneasy.

There are still two chapters that you guys should read during the day, they are well written, I will follow along.