Song Fei was silent for a while before calling out Song Ci's name. "Song porcelain."
Song Ci suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, and she said, "Song Fei, don't call me by my name. Once you call my name, something big will happen." The word Song Ci in Song Fei's mouth has become a curse.
Song Fei was silent again, but after a while the voice sounded again: "Song Ci, I want to go to Africa with my teacher for at least a year."
Song Ci heard it, but didn't make a sound. The beef in his mouth lost all taste in an instant.
Song Fei gave Song Ci a few minutes to digest the information. Song Ci inserted the slender barbecue stick into the soil in front of her. She stared at the stick and said sullenly, "I can't persuade you, can I?"
Song Fei said: "Song Ci, see you next year."
"Which country are you going to?" Song Ci was a little angry, and her tone became urgent.
Song Fei: "Congo."
Song Ci took a deep breath and scolded Song Fei: "Do you know that it's a mess there! Song Fei, your life will be in danger! I won't let you go!" It doesn't matter if she is arrogant or unreasonable, or timid and afraid of getting into trouble. Well, Song Ci just didn't agree with Song Fei going to that dangerous place.
Seeing Song Ci losing his temper, Song Fei sighed. "Song Ci." Without hearing Song Ci's answer, Song Fei continued: "The teacher said that my talents and abilities should not be wasted. So far, no effective antidote has been developed for the Ebola virus. The teacher hopes that I can Go with him, I want to go too."
"Song Ci, just like the violin is your life pursuit, being a teacher is also my pursuit."
"Song Ci, you have to support me."
It was rare to hear such a long sentence from Song Fei's mouth, and Song Ci had already been persuaded by her. Song Ci knew in her heart that she should support Song Fei to realize her life ideal, but she was also worried that Song Fei would be in danger.
In the end, Song Ci just asked in a hoarse voice, "Did you tell Brother Jiang about this?"
Song Fei was silent.
I don't know if it's a guilty conscience or a default.
Song Ci suddenly sneered, she sarcastically said: "Song Fei, falling in love with you, Yan Jiang is also unlucky for eight lifetimes."
Song Fei remained silent, even if Song Ci didn't say another word, she didn't hang up the phone. This is Song Fei, she looks cold and heartless, but she never takes the initiative to hang up the phone of the people around her.
Song Ci saw Han Zhan approaching, and she told Song Fei again: "Song Fei, remember, I don't want you to be brilliant, I just want you to be safe."
Song Fei smiled, and said, "Little idiot, the disaster will last a thousand years, I must live a long life."
Song Ci snorted and hung up the phone directly.
Han Zhan sat down beside Song Ci and handed two mutton skewers to Song Ci. "Song Fei's phone number?" He had already heard Song Ci call Song Fei's name just now.
"Yes." Song Ci told Han Zhan, "Song Fei is going to the Congo to study viruses with her teacher."
Han Zhan frowned, and he said: "That place is a bit chaotic. I have been there before and was ordered to rescue a group of trapped volunteers from our country. The environment in that place is terrible, the society is chaotic, and it is very dangerous."
Song Ci felt even more anxious when he heard what Han Zhan said. "Song Fei is very stubborn. Even I can't persuade her to make a decision." Song Ci sighed and said in a low voice, "I just want her to be safe and sound. It's fine to be mediocre for the rest of her life."
"But Porcelain, everyone has their own pursuit. Song Fei is more mature than you, and you know it well, and she knows it too. The decision to go to the Congo must be her decision after careful consideration. Since she told you, she just hopes to get yours." Forgive and support." Han Zhan could understand Song Fei because of his ambition.
Song Ci also understood this principle, but she cared too much about Song Fei, so she couldn't see Song Fei going to such a dangerous place.
"Hope she's all right."
After talking with Song Ci, Song Fei's expression was not relaxed. She was holding her mobile phone and sitting on the carpet with her back against the sofa. Looking at the time, it was only 20 minutes before Yan Jiang went home, and she was a little nervous.
Yan Jiang returned home on time and saw that the house was pitch black, thinking that Song Fei hadn't come back. He turned on all the lights in the house, carried his bag across the living room and prepared to go upstairs, only to notice that Song Fei was at home when he passed by the sofa.
Seeing that Song Fei fell asleep sitting on the carpet, Yan Jiang hurried over and hugged Song Fei by the waist.
As soon as she hugged Song Fei, Song Fei opened her eyes. "Hold me for what?" Song Fei lay in his arms, staring at Yan Jiang with cold eyes.
Yan Jiang looked bewildered, but the arms holding Song Fei were still strong and motionless. He explained with a guilty conscience: "You are asleep, and I am going to take you back to your room."
Song Fei said, "You can wake me up."
Yan Jiang: "Then I won't be able to hug you."
He was too straightforward, and Song Fei couldn't speak harsh words anymore.
"Put me down."
Like a good baby, Yan Jiang quickly put her down.
Song Fei was lying on the sofa as if she had no bones. She rubbed her belly and looked at Yan Jiang who was standing beside her with her eyelids raised, staring at her with burning eyes. Ever since he exposed this man's wolfish ambitions towards him, Yan Jiang always looked at her with such bright and creepy eyes.
Song Fei couldn't bear Yan Jiang's gaze, she suddenly said, "Please treat me to barbecue, okay?"
Yan Jiang's eyes brightened, "Now?"
"Um."
"good!"
Before going out, Yan Jiang put on a peaked cap for himself, but did not wear sunglasses. Wearing sunglasses feels like the world has become dark, but with Song Fei around, Yan Jiang only wants to see the light.
Song Fei was still wearing a hooded sweater, and she subconsciously put the hood on when she went out. After getting in the car, Song Fei asked Yan Jiang: "Aren't you afraid of being photographed by reporters?" Afraid of causing trouble for Yan Jiang, Song Fei had to wear a hat every time she went out to feel at ease.
Yan Jiang replied very honestly: "I wish that the whole world would know about your affair with me."
Hearing this, Song Fei became silent.
She took a deep look at Yan Jiang, and satirized him: "You are so courageous, you dare to tease me."
Yan Jiang: "I thought that daring to like you is enough to prove that I am brave enough."
Song Fei looked at Yan Jiang thoughtfully, feeling that he was a little strange like this, but she didn't hate him. Catching Yan Jiang's small eyes secretly watching his own reaction while driving, Song Fei curled her lips and warned him: "Drive well."
Yan Jiang hurriedly sat upright, staring straight ahead.
Song Fei suddenly said, "You used to be so cowardly, why did you become like this." Now Yan Jiang, although sometimes he would be cowardly in front of Song Fei, but most of the time he was brave and calm.
Yan Jiang said: "Without your cover, I have to grow up on my own." If he is not brave, how will he protect Song Fei and their children in the future? Yan Jiang didn't dare to say this, so he only dared to think about it in his heart.
Song Fei felt that she didn't understand Yan Jiang anymore.
In the past, Yan Jiang was simple and easy to understand, and he was also easy to bully. Bullying him was also a joy in Song Fei's boring life. The current Yan Jiang looked like a meat bun, Song Fei could round it up and flatten it, but what was hidden inside the skin of his bun was a chili pit.
(end of this chapter)