Amid the howling wind, a voice pierced through the cold air.
Song Yunhui didn't notice anything and got into the car wearing a double scarf.
Qin Shu, who was holding the car door, turned around.
From a distance not too far away, he saw a man just getting out of a car, with messy hair and dusty face.
That person looked straight over here.
The person who called Song Yun back by his name just now should be this person.
The two people met eyes.
Qin Shu met the other person's eyes filled with surging emotions, without any retreat or avoidance, and remained calm and composed as usual.
Song Yunhui, who had already comfortably settled into the car, looked up at him, "What's wrong?"
Standing outside the car with his cell phone, he made a call.
The little dinosaurs all seem to be carefully made, and each one is very nice looking.
But a leader is a leader, with a clear mind and quick thinking. After a moment of silence, Zhong Xu went through the whole process from beginning to end in silence.
He also couldn't imagine Song Yunhui being with other people, and didn't know how to deal with it if something happened.
The driver was silently surprised, and stood quietly aside with a subtle mood of watching the show.
He exhaled.
Qin Shu said "hmm".
Mr. Zhong is... backing down
At least he hasn't figured out how to deal with the current situation yet.
In just a moment, he thought of many things.
He didn't understand, but didn't dare to ask more questions, so he could only ask what to do next.
After moving around for a long time, Song Yunhui finally broke free from the restraint of the scarf and turned sideways to hug the flowers.
It was the right thing to do not to meet hastily this time.
He didn't understand. He had already come here and had clearly seen people, but he stopped at this moment.
Beneath the calm exterior, his fingers kept tapping the things in his pocket.
Maybe it can't be called a bouquet, because what's on it are not flowers. It looks like a knitted little dinosaur, green in color, with big white teeth and horns on its head. It's very authentic to some extent.
With his eyes slightly widened, Song Yun asked back, "For me?"
The driver got out of the car and shivered unconsciously in the cold wind. Then he said, "Mr. Zhong?"
Song Yunhui then turned back.
He might learn things he doesn't want to know, or discover that their relationship is different.
The car parked outside the school gate began to move slowly and then left.
The driver looked at the person standing aside and was secretly surprised.
He wondered what he would say and what he would be told if he caught up with her.
It was a full bouquet, and his hands were not small, so he even felt like he couldn’t hold it in his hands.
He said, “Look behind you.”
There were only a few people walking in the snow and cars parked on the roadside.
It was a huge bouquet, taking up the entire space, leaving no room left on the small table.
Qin Shu closed the car door, then sat in the driver's seat and said, "Nothing."
I didn't expect that someone who had always been fearless would have such a moment.
The person opposite him was not the simple and honest friend he thought he was.
"… "
There was a small table at the back seat of the car. There was nothing on the table except a bouquet of flowers wrapped in light blue paper.
The window blocked the sound of the wind outside. Song Yun leaned back in his chair and watched the scenery receding on both sides. Then he heard Qin Shu speak.
He was actually more cowardly than he thought.
Zhong Xu clenched the door frame with his fingers and looked down at the snow covered with gray footprints.
Even though the time was short and the two people didn't communicate much, they could still sense something was different.
Or are you scared
***
In the warm car, Song Yunhui squinted his eyes comfortably. Qin Shu did not mention what happened just now and concentrated on driving.
He thought he was prepared, but actually he wasn't. Now was not the right time either, as he still had things he had overlooked before to check.
"… Pay close attention first, don't do so many unnecessary things, and check Qin Shu carefully."
He wanted to meet Song Yunhui and apologize sincerely, but he didn't know how to face the other person who already had someone else around him.
Song Yun poked one of the little dinosaurs with his finger, then turned to look at Qin Shu. He was still surprised and asked, "When did you prepare this?"
It was surprising in every sense of the word.
In his impression, the man next to him was very homely and simple, and didn't seem like someone who would prepare such a little surprise.
Qin Shu didn't look at him at all, just looked at the road and the rearview mirror, and said, "Not long after, I thought you would like it so I ordered it."
His tone sounded as calm as ever, still the same Qin Xiaoshu.
But the hands holding the steering wheel tightened unconsciously, and the blue veins were faintly protruding.
Song Yunhui's cell phone was still in his pocket, protected by layers of protection, and Qin Shu's cell phone was beside him, so he borrowed the other's cell phone and took several photos of the bouquet of little dinosaurs.
Qin Shu had set a password for his phone. Qin Shu had told him the password when he borrowed the phone to read comics. He could remember it, but it was very long and it took him a long time to enter it again every time he locked the screen. In the end, Qin Shu simply recorded his fingerprint into the phone.
After recording the fingerprint to unlock, the speed becomes instantly faster, like now.
He took pictures of the little dinosaur with all his might. After he finished taking the pictures, his brows sank slightly, his breath slowed down, and he slowly put the phone back in a peculiar and artificial posture.
This person always starts performing from time to time. Putting down his phone feels like a sword being sheathed. Qin Shu drives with a slight smile on his face.
Putting back his sword, Song Yun turned around and asked Qin Shu:
"Where are you going today?"
Qin Shu glanced at him and asked, "Do you want to go back to high school?"
Song Yunhui opened his eyes slightly and asked, "Can you get in?"
Although I don't have much memory of high school, I still remember the rules that it was difficult to get in and difficult to get out.
Qin Shu said: "I asked before, as long as you register, you can go in."
That's how it was settled.
The car navigation changed the destination and then slowly approached it.
The school is far away from A University. After chatting with Qin Shu for a while, Song Yun wanted to open the mini-game. Finally, he had to take out his mobile phone from his pocket, but found that the battery was exhausted and he forgot to charge it, so he turned it off quickly.
When he was about to find a charger, he discovered that this car was not the one he usually drove before, and there was no charging head that matched his phone.
So in the end, it was Qin Shu's mobile phone that took on the important task.
The phone is very powerful and it runs smoothly without any lag when playing small games.
Occasionally, there were voices and sounds of small games in the car, until later, when there was no operation for too long, the phone automatically locked the screen and the sounds of the small games disappeared unnoticed.
Song Yunhui fell asleep.
He held a hand warmer in one hand and held a mobile phone in the other hand, and his entire head seemed to be buried in the scarf.
The car drove back into the city from the suburbs, slowly running on the busy road, and finally slowly stopped around the school. Qin Shu unbuckled his seat belt and turned his head to see Song Yunhui still sleeping next to him.
The previous persistent conditioning seemed to have achieved some results. Although his work and rest habits could not be completely changed, his face was no longer as pale as before. Even in such a cold time as now, his complexion was still rosy. The dark circles under his eyes from staying up late had gradually faded, and he slept soundly.
Qin Shu stopped opening the car door and finally sat down steadily in the seat.
Perhaps it had been a while, or perhaps not long, the person next to him moved and froze for a moment, then he began to slowly unbuckle his seat belt.
Song Yunhui woke up.
As soon as he woke up, he started touching things here and there, probably his cell phone. Then his head reacted and he realized that his cell phone was out of battery, but he was still holding Qin Shu's cell phone in his hand.
While rubbing his eyes, he returned the scarf to Qin Shu and asked him to put it on himself, then asked:
"Reached?"
Qin Shu nodded, put on the scarf and said, "Just arrived."
Song Yunhui yawned.
The two got out of the car together.
After Song Yunhui got off the car, he began to look at the surrounding scenery.
So much time has passed, but this place doesn't seem to have changed much. It still looks familiar, yet strange in its familiarity.
As he was looking at him, Qin Shu walked up to him. He felt a chill on his head at first, and then a sudden warmth.
The baseball cap was not warm enough, so Qin Shu replaced it with a plush hat, which looked like it had a pure black brim.
Double the warmth.
The two walked towards the school gate together.
The excuse of graduates returning to school is always useful. The security guard was still watching a TV series on his phone. He handed the form to the two and asked them to fill it out themselves, but his eyes were more focused on his TV.
After filling out all the information and returning the form to the security guard for a look, the two successfully sneaked into the school.
The school is very big, with six teaching buildings alone. It should have been renovated in recent years and looks much more imposing than I remembered.
After entering the school gate, you can see the first teaching building, with white walls, neat glass windows, and a pile of snow on the air-conditioning unit under the windows that looks quite old.
Song Yunhui remembered this teaching building. If his memory was correct, he entered this building when he first came to this school.
The memories that had been fading away seem to be slowly coming back again.
Through the window, they could still see what was going on inside the classroom.
Unlike his impression of a whole blackboard and wooden desks, the classroom has now been repainted, the single blackboard has been replaced with a sliding multi-sided blackboard, and the desks have been replaced with rubber desks that look more scientific.
Many things are different from before, but among all the differences, there seem to be some similarities.
The memory of high school is vague, but not absolutely vague. He remembers the people who occasionally passed by him, the classmates who made gestures in front of him during class, and the basketball flying through the air during physical education class, but he can't remember his desk mate or what he talked about with classmates during breaks. He remembers the streets he went to after school, but he doesn't know why he went there or who he went with.
Going back to school at this time has a different feeling.
Song Yunhui took a lot of photos of them using Qin Shu's mobile phone.
It was more like reminiscing than playing, and he wanted to remember more things in this way.
Qin Shu always cooperates with him.
After taking a group photo together, he looked at Song Yunhui, looked away, and ran to take pictures of the flowers and grass on the road, and then stood aside waiting for him.
After Song Yunhui finished taking pictures of the flowers and grass, he automatically returned to the team.
The two continued walking forward, passing by several teaching buildings.
It was not until they walked to the teaching building closest to the cafeteria and heard the faint sounds of reading and lecturing coming from inside that they realized there were still students attending classes in the school.
Now the winter vacation of students generally has not ended yet, and the universities have been on vacation for a long time, so they thought that there should be no talented people here.
Not only are there people here, but it looks like they've been here for a long time. They're probably senior high school students who came back after the Chinese New Year to start preparing for the college entrance exam.
At this time, students are interested in everything except studying. They will stare at two people passing by the window for a long time.
Not wanting to affect the students' studies, the two men quickened their pace and left their sight.
The last place they went to was the playground.
The school playground was deserted in winter and there was no one there. At a glance, there were only the two of them.
There was a lot of snow on the playground. Song Yunhui ran over and squatted down, then turned to look at Qin Shu.
Qin Shu stood not far away and watched him. The wind blew from the playground, but his thick scarf was not blown away. However, his hair moved slightly. He was as quiet and steady as ever.
Although they were from different times and different backgrounds, the scene in front of me and the blurry scene in my memory strangely overlapped.
"… "
After casually making two little snowmen, Song Yunhui stood up and trotted to the other party.
He smiled and said that he had played enough for the day and could go home.
Qin Shu lowered his head and asked him, "Have you had enough fun?"
Song Yun replied: "That's enough."
Thus, today's trip came to an end and the two of them walked back together.
On the way back, they took another route. On this route, Song Yunhui did not take pictures like he did before.
The two returned to the security room at the school gate to register and leave.
When the two were leaving, the security guard was still watching TV and seemed very focused. He quickly confirmed the information they filled in and let the two go, as if he was afraid of wasting even a second.
The security guard wanted to finish the job quickly, and after hearing the familiar TV sound played by the security guard, Song Yunhui also cooperated and finished the job quickly in silence.
After leaving the school gate, in the familiar scene, there were a bunch of people who didn’t belong here.
He is a very familiar person and seems to have a clear goal.
For Song Yunhui, this was the first time he encountered such a situation, but Qin Shu knew that this was the second time he was blocked at the school gate today.
He remembered the person this time, and he also knew that this person was much more difficult to deal with than the first time.
It was Song Yunyang. He looked like he had just rushed in from the company. He was wearing an iron-gray suit and tie, with a coat on the outside.
Beside him was Uncle Chen, and behind him were his assistant and bodyguards. His style was obviously cold and hard.
Song Yunyang took a step forward and looked at Song Yunhui, who looked warmly dressed. He glanced at his face, which was no longer as thin as before, and his eyes, which still had a smile on their faces. Then he said:
"Yun Hui, I'm here to take you back."
Uncle Chen shouted "Second Young Master" from the side.
The smile in Song Yunhui's eyes faded.
Song Yunyang said: "The situation is a bit complicated now. You should follow me back first. I will support you no matter whether you want to act or do anything else in the future."
Zhong Xu missed the opportunity this time, so they must rush to take Song Yunhui away before the other party succeeds. If the other party succeeds first, then just as Zhong Xu said before, their Song family may never get Song Yunhui back.
Song Yunhui raised his eyes and looked at him calmly.
It was cold, like the expression of a stranger.
Seeing this look in the other person's eyes for the first time, Song Yunyang's heart trembled, but his breathing was steady and his expression was normal. He said:
"From childhood to adulthood, only my father and I have been sincere to you. Now, apart from us, you are all alone..."
He might also be confused and has started to speak without thinking.
But he didn't finish his words.
Qin Shu, who had been silent, lowered his eyes, held Song Yunhui's hand, and then interlocked their fingers.
(End of this chapter)