So this winter vacation, it is almost not an exaggeration for Song Tingchuan to work hard.

Bought a lot of books on the language and some gym equipment.

The most important things to do every day are reading, exercising, and chatting.

There is no way to volunteer with Su Nan, but Song Tingchuan has not forgotten that he still has Su Nan's QQ.

The most difficult thing was probably the three days of survival in the wild, because mobile phones were not allowed, and there was no signal on the mountain, so it was useless for him to send a message to Su Nan.

When I didn't know my feelings before, I didn't feel anything.

When he was alone, he probably only felt bored, and the matter of having an apricot distracted him, so the anxiety was there, but it was not as bone-eating as it is now.

Now that Xing'er's matter has been handed over to Su Nan, there is clear news that Xing'er is no longer in Yun City, and Song Tingchuan has no way to do anything about this matter if he wants to interfere.

If he hadn't set a new goal for himself, Song Tingchuan would have been drowned by that unbearable longing.

This reminded him of a poem inexplicably

If you don't fall asick in your life, you will be lovesick, and you will be lovesick.

Song Tingchuan chewed the slight bitterness and sweetness in his heart alone, and unconsciously showed a helpless smile on his face.

Su Nanzhi is really like air to him, she exists so lightly when he doesn't pay attention, but when he notices, she can't leave it.

Of course, for Song Tingchuan's transformation, there is no one who is happiest than Grandma Song.

The grandson respects her but is not close, and when she comes back from vacation before, she is often not at home, and Grandma Song does not dare to ask what she is doing, for fear of causing Song Tingchuan's boredom and even this last respect is gone.

The old man regretted his past confusion, but he also knew that some things happened irreparably, she understood that Song Tingchuan was not close enough to her, and this family was willing to come back for the sake of her stepping into the coffin with half a foot.

But now Song Tingchuan not only no longer runs around, but sits at the desk every day to read and not speak, and occasionally helps her with cooking, Grandma Song looks at Song Tingchuan sitting in front of the window from a distance, and she will unconsciously cry.

She often thinks of Song Tingchuan when she was a child, such a little doll carved in pink and jade, quietly doing homework, and his mother sitting next to him and teaching gently, making her feel like she saw herself as a mother many years ago.

But she was prejudiced in the end.

To this day, the old man is still grateful to his daughter-in-law.

I am grateful to her for educating Song Tingchuan so well.

In fact, as early as Song Tingchuan left, the old man was ready to be lonely for half his life to pay for his sins.

But Song Tingchuan still came back.

The child inherited all the virtues of his mother, including kindness.

Three days is like a year for Song Tingchuan, but for Su Nan, it is a snap of his fingers.

It's just that when he went down the mountain, Su Nan still had a moment of trance.

She remembered Xiao Feng, who was waiting for her at the bottom of the mountain last year, and threw herself into her arms as soon as they met.

Now, she once again led a group of people to stand in the same position, but the once small figure was still lying on the hospital bed to recuperate, and the two only occasionally communicated briefly through Ms. Bai's video call.

Thinking of Xiao Feng, she inevitably thought of Quan Er again.

However, in a year, she seems to have experienced vicissitudes, and many things have become different.

She has two younger brothers, one is difficult to meet, the other can't meet, and there is probably no sister in this world who is more failed than her.

Seeing Su Nan's eyes lowered thoughtfully, Lu Qinsen walked over.

"What are you thinking?"