In the next few days, Song Yijie experienced the days of being raised as a piglet, and Zhao Huaiming could be said to be responsive to her needs, and she had no principles to the extreme.

A few nights before going to record "Battle Royale", Song Yi was eating happily with a fruit plate, and Mu Bai suddenly sent her a message.

Brother Bai: Song Yi, are you in the hospital now?

Song Yi backhanded a stock that had risen well and cut it back to the news.

- I'm here.

got Song Yi's reply, and Mu Bai showed that he was typing, but Song Yi waited for almost ten minutes, and there was still not a word sent over there, and Song Yi typed another "? "Send it over.

Brother Bai: The previous matter has been clarified, and I will send you a screenshot to show it, but I suggest you don't read it for the time being.

Mu Bai believed in Song Yi's ability to bear it, and he sent a series of screenshots.

Song Yi browsed the past one by one, and the content was really shocking.

Fang Fei was unabashedly spread out in front of everyone in the past, and Song Yi felt a little heavy after reading it, but that's all.

What else could you do?

The Si people have passed away, and there is no way to resurrect them. And they are neither blood relatives nor have a special relationship, and all the intersections are just Song Yi's help.

It can't be said that Song Yi didn't feel Fang Fei's death at all, but he didn't feel so deeply, and he felt sorry for her for a while after reading it.

Zhao Huaiming was busy, Song Yi quietly and silently sneaked out, she left a note on the bed, telling Zhao Huaiming to go downstairs for a walk, and did not forget to bring her mobile phone, so as to contact Zhao Huaiming at all times.

Today may be a suitable day for reunion, Song Yi saw a middle-aged woman sitting on a bench reading a book from a distance.

She was wearing a pure black slim dress, her hair was neatly pulled up, and she sat there straight, like a pine and a bamboo.

It was as if nothing could bend her.

"Teacher Shaoyin?"

They hadn't seen each other for too long, Song Yi shouted with some uncertainty.

The middle-aged woman slowly raised her head after hearing Song Yi's call and looked over with a smile.

"Long time no see, little E."

Time has changed her dressing style, changed her temperament, changed her appearance, but it has not taken away the love between them.

At this moment, it was as if time had been turned back to that class many, many years ago.

"Don't look at me so surprised, I'm here to find you today." Shaoyin patted the seat next to him and pulled Song Yi out of his memory.

Looking for her?

Song Yi walked over to Shaoyin's side and sat down.

"First of all, I want to apologize to you for saying goodbye to you many years ago," Shao Yin has a special rhythm when she speaks, her articulation is clear and slow, which can always give Song Yi a lullaby sense of déjà vu, "Secondly, I want to apologize to you for not contacting you for so many years." ”

Song Yi stretched out his hand to interrupt her.

"If you just found me to apologize, then you don't have to, you know me, I never ask why people leave my life, and so do you, Shaoyin, I never blame you for suddenly disappearing and not contacting me for so many years."

"We are friends, past and present."

Shaoyin was a little surprised, but soon regained her indifferent smile, and she looked at Song Yi with a complicated expression.

"You've grown up, little E!"