Song Yi was about to refute, but was interrupted by the phone ringing.
She didn't speak anymore, the call was from Lu Yan, saying that Song Nuan had gone back by herself.
After hanging up the phone, Tang Si looked over and said, "Call your sister and see where she is."
Song Yi was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
"Today, I packed up my things and left. I met Lu Yan's mother. The little girl lost her temper. She didn't let him see her off, so she left by herself."
Song Yi frowned, took out her cell phone, and called Song Nuan.
Over there, it was quickly connected, and the sweet voice of the little girl came: "Sister."
Song Yi was worried that something would happen to Song Nuan, but when she heard Song Nuan's voice, she felt relieved.
"Where?"
Song Nuan: "I've already gone home, and I'm preparing dinner with my parents."
She answered truthfully, and her tone was quite normal, nothing unusual.
Song's mother's voice came from the phone: "Xiaoyi, are you coming back for dinner with Tang Si? I just happen to do more. I haven't eaten together for a long time, and I didn't eat together last time."
Song Yi covered the microphone and looked at Tang Si: "My mother told us to go back for dinner, are you going?"
Tang Si lowered his head, without thinking: "Go."
Tang Si never refused Song Yi and her parents' invitation.
He is very grateful to Song's father and Song's mother for raising such a daughter. Song Yi's family is well-educated and well-bred.
"Okay, then we'll be back in a while."
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Song family.
Song's mother looked at Song Nuan, who was sitting there, obediently making dumplings.
Mother Song licked her lips, her tone was brewing: "Nuan Nuan."
"Huh?" Song Nuan held the dumplings in his hand, raised his head and looked at his mother: "What's wrong?"
The tip of her nose, with a little flour on it, looks soft and cute.
Very well-behaved.
"How is school? Are you tired from studying?" Mother Song asked.
Song Nuan: "Fortunately, it's fine, I can learn it, and I'm not too tired."
Father Song was beside him at this time, sitting on the sofa, holding a newspaper and asking, "Did you fall in love with a boy at school?"
Song Yi told them about Song Nuan before.
They couldn't directly mention it in front of her, and Song Nuan looked normal now, and there was nothing unusual about it.
Hearing this, Song Nuan paused slightly with her hands that were wrapping the dumplings. She was stunned for a second, then she lowered her eyebrows, and others could see what her eyes were like.
He replied calmly: "No, at the stage of studying hard, what kind of love are you talking about?"
There was nothing wrong with this tone, it was just normal.
But in Song's father's and mother's view, the more peaceful and normal the more something is wrong.
"Nuannuan." Song's mother walked over, just finished washing her hands, wiped her hands with a clean handkerchief, and began to make dumplings, and said while making dumplings: "I heard that the pressure of studying in the third year of high school is quite high. Don't rely on your intelligence to hide your own pressure."
Song's mother insinuated: "I always watch the news about those senior high school students committing suicide by jumping off the building, and I feel terrified."
"Why don't you ask a psychiatrist to take a look at you? Don't stress too much."
She is step by step, no matter what the reason is, she must be lured to see a psychiatrist.
Song Nuan laughed when she heard this: "Mom, it's all because of too much family pressure and study pressure, which lead to such impulsive actions."
"But you never forced me to do anything." Song Nuan: "Where did I get the pressure? I didn't bother to learn it. I don't think there is any problem. It doesn't need to be so troublesome. What kind of psychiatrist?"
"It's so unfounded."
Indeed, the Song family never forced Song Nuan to do anything, but Song's father and Song's mother understood that, born in such a family, the elder sister was already excellent, and there was no reason for the younger sister to be outstanding.
Even if there is no pressure at home, there will be many voices from the outside world, and many people will focus on her.
Song Nuan is natural, she will study hard, and her parents and Song Yi have been influenced by her since she was a child. Most of the time, the environment depends on what kind of person a person becomes.
Song Yi completed all the university courses ahead of schedule, as well as the postgraduate entrance examination.
All while carrying his own work on his shoulders.
Song's mother pursed her lips: "When Mom and Dad went abroad, they were exposed to foreign education, and the psychologists there also said that sometimes people have psychological problems, and they don't notice it."
"Especially at your stage, when you don't have a comprehensive understanding of everything, you won't realize that you have some problems." Mother Song looked at Song Nuan in a gentle voice and said, "It's always like this in our family. Yes, your sister also saw a psychiatrist at that time."
"We go to a psychiatrist to ensure our mental and physical health." Song's mother said, "It doesn't mean that seeing a psychiatrist means that you are mentally ill. It's just prevention and making yourself happier."
When Song Nuan heard this, she raised her eyes and looked at Mother Song: "Sister, have you seen a psychiatrist?"
Song's father answered at this time: "Of course, your sister was happier than you at that time, and she also went to see a doctor. Everything is for prevention."
Song Nuan thought for a while, and finally agreed: "Okay."
In fact, Song's father and Song's mother were all lying. Where could Song Yi see a psychiatrist, she was in a very good mood.
Seeing that Song Nuan agreed, Song's father and Song's mother were silently relieved, and the matter had been settled, but they were afraid that the girl would be too shy and would not agree, would not go, and would not cooperate.
In fact, Song Nuan has always used her sister as a role model. She feels that Song Yi does everything well, and she admires and admires her in her heart, so she has been working hard in Song Yi's direction.
It seems that even the standard duty of finding a boyfriend is subtly moving towards Song Yi's direction.
But she didn't realize it herself.
At this time, the sound of a car engine came from the yard.
It was Song Yi and Tang Si who came.
Song Nuan raised her eyes, looked in the direction of the yard, put down the things in her hands, and ran over to greet her.
Song Yi got off the co-pilot with a lot of food in her hand.
Her hair is slightly curly and loose, wearing slim jeans and an off-white coat, she looks soft and delicate.
The trousers made her already beautiful legs straighter and more symmetrical. The simple matching of her outfit showed her temperament.
Tang Si went around the front of the car to pick up the thing in her hand: "I'll carry it."
Song Yi handed the things to Tang Si.
Song Nuan walked over with a smile: "Sister, what did you buy?"
"What are you doing out here?" Song Yi: "Just buy something to eat."
"Go in and talk." Song Yi blew on her palm and rubbed Song Nuan's head again: "It's so cold outside."
She looked at Song Nuan's thin clothes: "Aren't you cold?"
"It's not cold, I just made dumplings inside, and it's still a little hot." Song Nuan smiled.
"Brother-in-law." Song Nuan looked at Tang Si, calling out obediently.
Tang Si raised his lips and responded softly: "Yes."
"Bring me something."