Chapter 104: Song Zhizhi, I Have Something to Say to You
Yao Qiandai's love came too quickly, like a tornado.
Song just can't leave the storm circle, and he doesn't have time to hide.
Looking at the skin care products in a ward, Song only felt that he didn't look like he was here to be hospitalized, but like he was here to buy goods.
"Auntie, I really don't need so much, I can't eat alone."
Yao Qiandai smiled and took Song Zhi's hand: "You kid, you work hard, and you almost ...... last night Alas! If you don't have an elder by your side to take care of you, I don't think it will work, otherwise you can move in with me! â
Song was only taken aback.
Why do you have to let her move over and live with her?!
It's not the right rhythm.
"Auntie, it's okay, after a while, the house I rented will be cleaned up, and my brother and I will move back, so there really won't be so much trouble."
Song only repeatedly excused herself, which made Yao Qiandai's heart very uncomfortable.
Shen Lang is a thousand-year-old iron tree, and he finally bloomed with such a small flower.
She doesn't want her son to die alone, and she doesn't want her to even have a grandson.
"Okay, since you don't like to move over and live with me, then live with Shen Lang for the time being, don't say anything about moving or not, Auntie doesn't like to hear it, besides, is the small house downstairs for people to live in? It's just such a big place, and there are still two people to live, and the aunt can't let you go back to live. â
"Auntie, I'm ......"
Song only wanted to say something, but was gagged by the food sent by Yao Qiandai: "Ah ...... Uh-huh-hmm......"
Yao Qiandai likes to see Song only eating, even if she looks at it, she feels very fragrant.
After a while, a box of dumplings stuffed with mackerel and sea cucumber was fed clean by her, Yao Qiandai had a sense of accomplishment, compared to Shen Lang and Shen Yuan, the two bastards, it was more difficult to eat when they were young.
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Yao Qiandai fed Song only a spoonful of it, and explained endlessly: "This Dangshen black chicken soup is very good for women, in the future, I will ask my aunt to send you some every day." â
"That...... Auntie, I really don't need it, I ......"
"It's just that Auntie really likes you, and there are really not many girls like you now." Yao Qiandai picked up a tissue and wiped Song Zhi's mouth: "Auntie wanted a daughter when she was pregnant, but she was born as a boy, and she was born as a boy, oops, Auntie is so envious of your parents who can educate you so well." â
"Auntie, you're polite."
Song is really a little unacceptable, she hopes that Anne can come back quickly, at least to help herself share a little.
Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.
As soon as Anne pushed open the door of Song's hospital room, she was stunned by the scene in front of her.
Looking at Yao Qiandai's aunt smiling, Anne didn't have to guess to know what was going on.
"Auntie, you're here." Anne put down the dinner she had only bought for Song, and under Yao's special care, the millet porridge she bought was much weaker.
Seeing Anne, Yao Qiandai suddenly became more energetic.
The eldest son is a waste of firewood and can't chase girls, and the younger son is an idiot, and a cooked duck can make it fly.
This year, my daughter-in-law has to rely on herself to chase her!
Yao Qiandai quickly stood up and took the millet porridge from Anne's hand: "Anne, how can you still do this kind of work yourself." She glanced at the four aunts Zhang Wang, Li and Liu who followed behind her and said, "From now on, I will let them stay and take care of you and your daily life, oh yes, I heard Shen Yuan say that your father and younger brother came from their hometown, right, in this way, Auntie will make an appointment tomorrow to meet with your father, and we will give you and Shen Yuan a matter of each." â
What happened to her and Shen Yuan?
What's up?
Anne looked confused: "Auntie, don't bother, my dad and they will go back tomorrow......"
"It's not troublesome, it's not troublesome, if they are in a hurry to go back, tomorrow when they finish eating, I will ask the driver to send them back, anyway, it is only thousands of kilometers away from here to your house." Yao Qiandai gushed: "In this way, if they agree, Auntie may also go with them to visit your mother." â
Anne was petrified, and it was a long time before she came to her senses: "That...... Auntie, hasn't Shen Yuan told you yet? He and I have broken up. â
"You are still young, and it is difficult to judge emotional matters, Auntie, as a passer, said to you, this man, you have to look at it steadily, start accurately, and treat it ruthlessly."
Yao Qiandai patted Anne's hand gently: "What is a breakup, when your uncle pursued me, I broke up more than a thousand times, you see, in the end, your uncle still can't do without me." â
Song only glanced at Anne and observed a three-minute silence for Uncle Shen.
finally sent Yao Qiandai away, and Song only breathed a sigh of relief with Anne.
Song only asked, "Don't you really plan to try it again with Shen Yuan?" Is it because your dad and brother are here? â
"And it's not just because of them." Anne lowered her head: "Perhaps, it's just my humble self-esteem that is making trouble, I don't want Shen Yuan to feel that I am with him because of money, and I don't want him to think that our family only recognizes money." â
Anne's concerns, Song only understood, she didn't say anything to comfort her, just silently rested her head on her shoulder.
"Don't talk about me, talk about you and Shen Lang." Anne glanced sideways at Song Zhizhi and gently touched her hair: "Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Shen Lang likes you, you won't still be able to see it, right?" â
Song only heard the words and was stunned for a moment, she really didn't see it about this issue.
Her focus now is all on how to repay him.
"Why didn't I see it......"
Anne poked Song Zhi's head hard: "You idiot, if Shen Lang doesn't like you, can he even save your life?" â
She thought for a while and added: "I heard Shen Yuan say that Shen Lang has no skin on his back now, I see how you can repay this kindness." â
Song only thinks that feelings and gratitude cannot be confused.
Shen Lang did save her, but that doesn't mean that Shen Lang just likes her.
As for the emotional aspect, Song only never thought about it, and he didn't dare to think about it.
Shen Lang is a successful person who stands at the top of the food chain, and he is just a piece of grass in the mouth of a little ant at the bottom of the food chain.
This kind of thing, in the case that she is not mentally prepared, she does not dare to hope for it.
Song only shook his head and quickly changed the topic: "By the way, your father didn't embarrass you, right?" If he wants money, I still have some in my phone, you can use it first. â
"He saw Shen Yuan, and he was very satisfied, now, I wish I would marry Shen Yuan quickly, and they would ask him for money directly."
Anne's complaining expression was like a child who had been subjected to domestic violence: "Forget it, don't talk about them, let's take one step at a time." â
As a victim of this incident, Song only had to be questioned by the police, and after sending away waves of people, she was finally the only one left in the ward.
She picked up her mobile phone and wanted to send a WeChat message to Shen Lang, but the content she had just edited was deleted by her again.
Song only didn't know what to say to Shen Lang, she thought about it for a long time, and finally put down her phone directly.
Buzzing......
At this time, the mobile phone suddenly vibrated twice, and Song only hurriedly picked it up and looked at it.
"Have you eaten?"
WeChat was sent by Shen Lang.
This is a very unnutritious, very pale opening sentence.
Isn't he going to be angry about chatting next?!
When Song was just about to send a message back to Shen Lang, his second WeChat message came over.
"It's a nice day."
Song was only completely speechless, it was hard to imagine how many brain cells a cold and arrogant person like Mr. Shen had to rack to come up with such an opening statement.
"Do you want me to go out and get some fresh air?
"If your body allows, you can go out for a walk and get some fresh air."
The conversation between the two people was sent to each other's mobile phones almost at the same time.
Song only looked at the WeChat sent by Shen Lang, and couldn't help laughing, and finally sent him a video to the past, but Shen Lang didn't answer it, because, now, he is bare, and he looks as embarrassed as he lies on the bed.
Shen Lang called her: "I'm a little inconvenient to take the video now." â
Song didn't react, but just responded: "Oh." â
Shen Lang: "Can I be discharged from the hospital tomorrow?" â
"Hmm."
"If there's anything else that's uncomfortable, remember to tell me."
"Hmm."
"I'll ask the driver to pick you up tomorrow."
"Hmm."
"Don't you have anything you want to say to me other than "um"? â
"Hmm."
Song only threw out four "ums" in a row, almost making Shen Lang smash the phone directly.
"No, no, no, I want to say to you, thank you, I heard what you said to me when I was about to fall unconscious."
What did you say!?
Shen Lang remembered that before Song only fell unconscious, he seemed to have said a lot.
Could it be that he confessed?
Why can't he remember?
Could it be that the brain was short-circuited by the ice truck?
"Shen Lang, are you still listening?" Song only saw that Shen Lang didn't speak, so he opened his mouth and asked, "Is the wound cracked again?" â
"No ......" Shen Lang pondered for a long time, and just wanted to speak, but he couldn't say the words that came to his lips, but he didn't know why.
For a while, neither of the two people spoke, they just held their mobile phones and put them to their ears, and there was only the sound of their breathing in the earpiece.
After about a minute, Song only sighed lightly: "If you don't have anything to say to me, then I'll hang up the phone." â
On the other end of the line, there was silence again.
It's not that Shen Lang doesn't have nothing to say to Song, it's just that he doesn't know how to speak, let alone whether to speak, once he opens his mouth, maybe they won't be able to turn back.
What if Song only thinks of him?
What if Song only likes others?
To say or not to say, this is a very serious and serious question.
Shen Lang...... Shen Lang, are you still listening? â
"I'm here."
Shen Lang's deep voice came into Song Zhizhi's ears.
Song only pursed his lips: "That...... You have a good rest, I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow to see you, goodbye. â
"Song only, you wait a minute!"
Just a second before she was about to hang up the phone, Shen Lang's voice suddenly came from the receiver: "I have something to say to you." â