"It turns out that we all misunderstood your second uncle!" Chen Cheng said.
This sentence was said without any reason, leaving Song Zhixing confused. "What are you talking about?"
Why does everything seem to involve my second uncle lately
"It's about Xi Nan."
"What kind of misunderstanding?" Song Zhixing was confused.
"Xi Nan wasn't persuaded to quit. Instead, your second uncle transferred him to another school."
"how do you know?"
"Xinan said it himself. I went out of school to buy something last night and I just happened to run into him. Oh, this is the note he asked me to give you." Chen Cheng took out the small note from his schoolbag and handed it to Song Zhixing, laughing in a very ambiguous way, "I showed it to you in advance. The note asked you out! To have dinner with you tonight."
Song Zhixing felt uncomfortable because of her smile. She opened the note and read it. It was indeed correct. She knew Xi Nan's handwriting. Xi Nan had taught her the questions she didn't know before, and she still remembered his handwriting.
"Your second uncle is really something! Since Xi Nan was transferred to another school, why didn't you tell us earlier? You made us worry about him in vain, and you felt guilty for so long!" Chen Cheng complained as he took out the books.
Song Zhixing looked at the note, a little dazed.
So, for such a long time, she had misunderstood her second uncle. That man was probably not as ruthless as she imagined. However, from beginning to end, he never explained once.
Song Zhixing sighed and lowered his head to look at the note again.
Chen Cheng leaned over with his head tilted, "Xingxing, the handsome guy has a date tonight, will you go?"
Song Zhixing nodded and put the note away. "Of course I'll go. After all, he was transferred because of my prank, and I want to see how he is doing now."
Chen Cheng nodded and grinned, "Then take me with you! We can go together!"
Song Zhixing had just that in mind, so she agreed immediately. She was in a low mood, and wished Chen Cheng would accompany her to liven up the atmosphere.
"Xingxing, are you hurt?" Chen Cheng suddenly asked.
Song Zhixing was rushing to finish her homework, and when she heard her words, she subconsciously looked sideways. However, before she could ask what she meant, Chen Cheng's hand had already reached out and lifted her long hair.
"I'm not hurt." When Song Zhixing realized what was happening, he immediately stepped back, clutching his collar tightly with both hands in embarrassment.
When Chen Cheng saw her like this, he immediately thought of a possibility and burst into anger, "You still say you're not injured! I saw it all!"
"You're wrong."
"Tsk~ Do you think I'm blind?" Chen Cheng lifted his sleeves, "Tell me, was your second uncle abusing you?!"
Domestic violence
Song Zhixing bit his lip. He spanked himself that day. Was that considered domestic violence
However, what is left on my body at this moment... can't be called "domestic violence" at all.
The more she remained silent, the more Chen Cheng felt that it was what he thought, and his anger grew even stronger. No matter how she tried to hide, he rushed over to her and pulled her hand off her collar.
"Chen Cheng, you're crushing me!" Song Zhixing screamed, her territory lost, and a button was ripped off by Chen Cheng. Chen Cheng lowered his head and saw the shocking and extremely ambiguous red mark on her neck. He was so shocked that he was stunned for a long time before he could only utter a few words, "This... This is not domestic violence, right?"
She swallowed her saliva and stared at them intently. Fortunately, the other students were preparing for the college entrance examination seriously, and no one turned around to take a second look at the two of them, no matter how noisy they were.
"Let go! You're about to pull my buttons off!" Song Zhixing lowered her voice and scolded Chen Cheng in shame and anger. Chen Cheng realized it later, came to his senses, and quickly pulled his hand away.
Song Zhixing buttoned up his shirt awkwardly, his face burning hot under his hair.
Chen Cheng sat back in his seat and didn't say anything for a long time, just staring at her.
Song Zhixing's hair stood up when she stared at him. Finally, he covered the book with his hands and said, "Just say what you want to say. You can see through me."
"Okay, you asked me to say it! Then I'll say it!" Chen Cheng couldn't hold it in any longer.
"Say it!"
"Your..." Chen Cheng pointed his finger at her neck, curious and embarrassed. He looked around and lowered his voice, "Is it... a kiss mark?"
Song Zhixing knew that he couldn't keep it a secret from Chen Cheng. Finally, he nodded: "Hmm..."
Chen Cheng stared, "You have a boyfriend?!"
"… No."
"You don't have a boyfriend, so why are you doing... this and that with others?" Chen Cheng clasped his hands together.
"I didn't..." Song Zhixing shyly grabbed her hand away, "We didn't get to that stage."
"Not yet at that stage?" Chen Cheng believed her and nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes, not yet is correct. You just turned 18, that... it's indeed a little early. But who is it, why haven't I heard you mention it before? Hey, do I know him? What does he look like? How old is he? Where is he from? When did you two get together? Does your second uncle know?"
Song Zhixing was overwhelmed by the series of questions. When Chen Cheng mentioned the word "Second Uncle", his chest still felt tight and painful.
She looked at Chen Cheng, and wanted to say a lot of things. The self-blame, guilt, embarrassment and other emotions that had been suppressed in her heart for too long, she also needed an outlet to release them. At least, she needed someone to listen to her troubles.
"What's wrong?" Chen Cheng was a little worried when he saw that she looked strange.
"Chengcheng, I'm telling you the truth... But please don't look down on me..."
"How could I look down on you?" Chen Cheng thought her reaction was strange. Song Zhixing was timid in front of her second uncle, but she was always aggressive and impulsive in front of her. When had she ever been so timid and cautious
Song Zhixing clenched her hands, her fingertips almost digging into her palms. She took a deep breath and said without hesitation, "It's me... It's my second uncle."
Chen Cheng thought he had misheard, so he picked his ears and moved his ears closer, "What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly."
Having said that, Song Zhixing was not going to hide it anymore. "You heard me right, these... were all left by my second uncle."
Chen Cheng was so shocked that he gasped and stared at Song Zhixing for a long while.
When she came to her senses, she picked up Song Zhixing and walked out indignantly.
"Chengcheng, what are you doing?" Song Zhixing grabbed her hand.
"What else can I do? Call the police, of course! He's committing molest!" Chen Cheng gritted his teeth, "I actually thought he was good-looking, young and promising, and I admired him! He turns out to be a beast in human form!"