Zhu Slow had a dream, a rare good dream. She dreamed that she was back in high school, she would occasionally take the initiative to go to Jiahua High School to find her cousin just to take a look at the teenager she liked ignorantly, her mother would cook her a lot of delicious food on weekends, and her father would come back from a business trip to bring her gifts...... The scene turned, she was wearing black clothes and pants and her relatives who were also dressed in black, standing in front of her parents' stone monument, holding the black and white photos of her parents in her hands, and her ears were filled with grief and crying. Some people shouted the names of the deceased one after another, and some people had long since stopped crying......

The scene in the dream was like what had just happened, the sad mood still enveloped her until Zhu woke up slowly, and she couldn't distinguish between reality and dream, and when she opened her eyes, she was still sobbing silently......

Song Jinsi just went outside to answer a phone call, and when he returned to the room, he saw Zhu slowly sitting on the bed with his head down, and when he got closer, he found that her shoulders were trembling slightly. Song Jinsi walked to the bed, sat down next to her, reached out and stroked her hair distressedly, comforted her, and said, "Don't be sad, it's all over." ”

Zhu slowly raised his tearful face to look at him, and then reached out and hugged Song Jinsi in a trance.

Her head was buried in his neck, and he felt the warm liquid fall into the neckline of his shirt and slide down his chest...... He hugged her tightly with one hand and comforted her with the back of her head with the other.

Zhu slowly put her arms around his neck and silently vented her uncomfortable emotions, and when she calmed down, she realized that her posture was like half-sitting in his arms, she let go of him and sat farther away and leaned against the head of the bed.

Song Jinsi knew that she should be embarrassed, he reached out to wipe the tears from her face for her, and as soon as her dry and warm fingertips touched her cheeks, she tilted her head to the other side.

Song Jinsi didn't feel embarrassed, but withdrew his hand, but said to her gently in his deep and magnetic voice: "In the future, let me take care of you, okay?" ”

Zhu slowed over the face with her eyelashes trembling, she should have opened her mouth to say, "We are not suitable", but her lips moved, but she couldn't say those words......

Song Jinsi acquiesced, and her tense and stiff body relaxed. Whispered, "Are you hungry?" Is the soup boiling downstairs still hot, do you want to drink it? ”

Zhu Chu didn't speak, but she didn't know if she was hungry or because Song Jinsi's farewell just now made her embarrassed, so she got up first and went downstairs. Song Jinsi's handsome face and the corners of his mouth rose up and followed her, watching her go downstairs with ease. He chuckled in a low voice and didn't let Zhu slow hear it, otherwise she would be embarrassed again.

The soup was boiled by the servant of the old house and sent by the driver, so he kept simmering slowly on a small fire, just because he was afraid that she would wake up at any time and want to drink it.

He gave a bowl to Zhu Slow: "There is still some soup, you should slow down when you drink it."

"Hmm." Zhu slowly took the soup and drank it with a spoon.

"Aren't you drinking?" Zhu saw that he was sitting opposite and didn't serve himself soup.

"Don't drink it, you drink it!" He wanted to look at her now without wanting soup.

"You'd better go serve a bowl and drink, I'm uncomfortable with you staring at me like this." Her face was slightly red, and it was rare for her to say such a long sentence to him.

He felt them get a little closer, and she told him what she thought. He went to fill himself a bowl of soup, and his eyes narrowed with a smile as he sat down in front of her...... After eating, Zhu Chu didn't rush to wash the dishes with Song Jinsi, because he had a dishwasher at home.

It was already dark outside, and Zhu Chu felt that it was inappropriate to stay any longer, so he proposed to leave.

"Are you going to Mingyu?" Song Jinsi asked.

"No, I'm staying in a hotel."

"Hotels? Then you might as well stay with me," Song Jinsi felt that it was not safe for her to stay in a hotel as a girl.

"I'll go to the hotel and get my things later, and I'll go back to my uncle's house" Zhu slowly shook his head and refused, his proposal was not suitable for their current relationship.

"Then I'll drive you!" Although he knew that it was impossible for her to stay overnight, he was still a little disappointed.

"Well, thank you."

"Do you still want to be so polite to me? Slowly! Song Jinsi's tone was a little helpless.

Zhu Slow heard him call her name with intimacy, and her originally fair and delicate face blushed.

Song Jinsi took the key, drove the car from the garage to the door, stopped and opened the door for Zhu slowly, "Do you still sit in the back?" ”

“... Well. She groaned for a moment before sitting in the back seat.

After fastening his seat belt, Song Jinsi jokingly said, "Miss Zhu, welcome to Mr. Song's special car"

Zhu Slow couldn't help but smile when he saw him look like a full-time driver. Song Jinsi saw her faintly eyebrows and eyes becoming smart from the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but laugh......

Song Jinsi and Zhu Slow entered her room in the hotel together, and he stood politely at the door of the open room without entering. Leaning against the door, Zhu slowly packed her luggage, and saw that she had stuffed a few things similar to a medicine box into a duffel bag, followed by a few clothes, and Song Jinsi didn't look at it anymore, thinking that it was a private object, and he didn't see it appropriate.

"Alright, let's go." Zhu came out with a packed duffel bag.

"Well, let's go!" Song Jinsi took the duffel bag and carried it.

Zhu slowly looked sideways at Song Jinsi, who was walking side by side, and there was a bit of emotion in her cold eyes that she didn't even notice herself.

Song Jinsi took the car to the gate of Yan Mingyu's villa and stopped and asked her, "Do you want to send you in?" ”

"No need, I'll go in by myself" It may not be convenient for him to send her in at this time, and the family will definitely have to ask at that time.

"When are you going back to City A? Together, we are in this group? ”

"Well, the day after tomorrow." She wanted to spend the day with her grandmother.

"Okay, then you can send me a message and I'll pick you up, okay?" Song Jinsi got out of the car and helped her open the door and take her things down.

"Hmm... Okay," Zhu slowly took the duffel bag, looked at him, nodded and agreed.

"Okay, you go in." Song Jinsi raised his eyebrows and looked very happy.

"Well, you pay attention to safety on the road" Zhu Slow was shaken by his smile and turned to go in.

Song Jinsi watched her go in before driving back to Lanyuan, and the phone rang as soon as she started the car. Looking at the caller ID "grandpa", he bit his jaw, and grandpa must have asked him about today's matter.

"Grandpa!" Song Jinsi picked it up.

"Where? Don't go back to the compound yet? Some old but strong voices came from there.

"Got it, grandpa" Song Jinsi hung up the phone, and he had a headache at the thought of going back to the compound. It's not that I don't like the old man, it's just that this time and his father, who has never dealt with him, is probably there!

Zhu Slow stood at the door and rang the doorbell, and after a while, Aunt Zhang opened the door, "Miss Slowly, why are you back at this point, come in, I'll pick up the things"

Aunt Zhang was very enthusiastic to help her carry her things, and then happily shouted to the people in the living room as she walked: "Old lady, madam, Miss Slow is back!" ”

Grandma and aunt were watching TV when they heard Aunt Zhang shouting like this, grandma and aunt looked back in surprise, and Zhu slowly walked towards them. "Auntie, grandmother!"

"Ouch, why don't you say a word when you come back," said her aunt in a pampering and distressed tone with the elders.

"Well, it was decided suddenly," Zhu said without details, not wanting them to worry.

"Girl, are you tired on the road?" Grandma took her hand and sat on the sofa and asked with concern.

"You're not tired, how are you?" Zhu slowed back and held his grandmother.

"Well, grandma is in good health! You don't have to worry about me. Grandma smiled kindly at her.

"Slowly, if you eat it, my aunt will go and make you something to eat!"

"Don't bother, aunt"

"What stupid thing did you kid say, sit with your grandmother for a while." After saying that, my aunt asked Aunt Zhang to clean up the room, and she cooked in the kitchen.

Only their grandparents were left in the living room, and their grandmothers looked at Zhu Wan, who was a little haggard, and asked, "Did you go to see your parents today?" ”

Zhu slowly sniffed and tried his best to control his emotions and said, "Well, I went." ”

"The deceased is gone, you can let go of the child!" Grandma's eyes were red and she hugged her distressedly

Zhu Chu felt guilty when he saw that his grandmother was so old and had to comfort her at such an age.

"Grandma, I don't hate them anymore, I just... I'm just—" She couldn't say the whole thing in her throat.

"Grandma understands, don't say it." Grandma patted her on the back and comforted Zhu Slow, how could she not understand! This child has been seen since childhood, although he is not enthusiastic on the face, but he is more affectionate than anyone else in his heart, and he is as stubborn as her daughter. That's why I suffered myself.......

When my aunt came with dumplings, my grandparents and grandchildren had just let go of their hugs, and Zhu was slowly red and wiped her tears for my grandmother, and my aunt was a little sad when she saw it. Today, I went to worship her uncle, saying that he was afraid that the old lady would be tired, so he didn't take her there, but he was actually afraid that the old lady would be too old to touch the scene and hurt her body.

"Slowly, come and eat!" My aunt put away her sad expression and treated Zhu Wan eagerly as always.

"Thank you, aunt, uncle and cousin?" Zhu asked slowly.

"Your uncle went to talk about business, what kind of research has Mingyu been doing recently, and he doesn't care about them until midnight every day."

"Oh" Zhu replied slowly and began to eat dumplings.

"Next time I come back, I'll tell Mingyu to let him pick you up." The aunt was a little angry when she talked about her son. Her kid has been getting more and more unreliable lately, and sometimes he's too busy to be at home. Can't figure out how good it is to stay in the lab every day? I don't talk about girlfriends when I'm so old.

"yes, okay." Zhu responded slowly, she knew that if she didn't agree, her aunt would definitely pull her to say for a long time, not because she disliked them, but because she understood their concern.

"You eat and go back to your room, take a hot shower, and get some rest."

"Okay."

After Zhu Slow finished eating, he went to her room with his grandmother to sit for a while, and when the old man was tired, she went upstairs to take a bath and prepare for rest.

My aunt asked someone to clean up the room, and she was usually cleaning, so she changed the bedding and opened the window to let in the wind. As soon as she entered the room, she felt the wind outside the window softly carrying the cool air of the night and the smell of grass to her, and she suddenly remembered that the smell on Song Jinsi was very similar to this smell......

Zhu Slow kept everything in mind, she understood everyone's good intentions, and she was also trying her best to slowly open her heart and accept the reality, everything should still develop in a good direction!