"Dong dong dong", there was a knock on the door, and Zhou Yanqing hurried to open the door.
Song Yu stood outside the door and asked, "Is it convenient to go in?"
Zhou Yanqing hurriedly leaned over to give up his seat. In fact, he originally thought that Song Yu would go back after dinner, but he didn't know that Song Yu was staying here for the past two days until he saw Song Yu pushing out the suitcase in the living room. .
Although he knew in his heart that Song Yu stayed here because he was thinking about Wen Wan's illness, but he was still secretly happy.
"Teacher Song, sit down." Zhou Yan gently moved the chair in front of Song Yu.
Song Yu didn't sit down, put a hand on Zhou Yanqing's shoulder and pushed him to the chair: "Sit down, I'll stand for a while."
Zhou Yan sat down lightly, and Song Yu suddenly squatted down, his eyes were level with him, and then stretched out the hand that had been behind his back.
He held a plastic-sealed white packaging box in his hand, and Zhou Yanqing saw the logo of a certain mobile phone brand on the box.
"This is?" Zhou Yan asked lightly.
Song Yu put the box on Zhou Yanqing's lap: "Mobile phone, isn't your phone broken? I'll give you a new one. Monica brought it to you in the evening. You were still sleeping at that time, so I didn't wake you up. .”
Zhou Yanqing hesitated, but did not move, because this mobile phone was the latest model, and it cost more than 10,000 yuan, which was beyond his affordability.
But Song Yu asked Monica to deliver it, if he didn't accept it, the phone would be bought for nothing.
After struggling for a while, Zhou Yan asked lightly, "Should I transfer the money for the mobile phone directly to Monica?"
After joining the job, he got a month's salary, and after giving some of it to Zhou Bang, there was still some left over, so he could only take a part from his grandfather's account to make up for it, and then slowly deposit it in later. You have to borrow money from Song Yu first.
Song Yu froze for a moment, then smiled: "I'll send you off, just... as work-related compensation?"
Zhou Yan looked at Song Yu in a daze, and it took two seconds before he came back to his senses, and asked uncertainly, "Send... mine?"
"Well, for you."
Zhou Yan lowered his head lightly, and scratched the hard and textured outer box with his fingertips. It was too expensive and he shouldn't accept it, but it was given to him by Song Yu. The point was not the expensive mobile phone, but that it was Song Yu. It was hard for him not to be moved.
Zhou Yanqing's reaction was within Song Yu's expectations. Before knocking on the door, he lingered in the living room for a long time, just thinking about how to make Zhou Yanqing accept the phone smoothly, but naturally he didn't think of any good method.
Just as Song Yu was racking his brains to think softly before he heard Zhou Yan whisper, "Then... thank you Teacher Song."
Song Yu was very surprised, paused for a moment and smiled contentedly: "You're welcome."
The two moved to the table and turned on the lamp.
Song Yu unpacked the box and took out the phone. After inserting the SIM card and adjusting it, he asked, "Save your phone number for me?"
Zhou Yanqing thought Song Yu was talking about his own mobile phone number, so he nodded.
Song Yu did save his number in the phone address book first, but then he also saved the numbers of Monica and Aunt Zhao, and after a moment of hesitation, he also saved Meng Shiping's number.
He lowered his head and typed on the mobile phone, and said, "Meng Shiping may call you, and you just say that you are recuperating at a classmate's house, do you understand?"
Not getting the response he deserved, Song Yu raised his head, only to see Zhou Yanqing was looking at him without blinking, with a dull expression on his face.
After being stared at by Song Yu, Zhou Yanqing came back to his senses, and he avoided the other party's sight in a panic. Under the light, Song Yu's sharp-edged side face was so beautiful that he couldn't help but lose his soul.
Zhou Yan gave a guilty "huh" lightly, and changed the subject: "Mr. Song, your memory is really good, and you can remember the mobile phone number so clearly."
Song Yu smiled: "I'm more sensitive to numbers, I can remember them after reading them two or three times, and I also remember your number."
It was a very ordinary sentence, but Zhou Yanqing felt his heart was scratched by a feather, and it was itchy and numb. He held his knees tightly with both hands to barely maintain his superficial composure.
Song Yu handed the phone to Zhou Yanqing, and seeing that he was a little out of control, he asked, "Sleepy?"
Staying together at such a close distance, Zhou Yanqing felt that he might faint because of his heartbeat, he took advantage of the situation and said, "A little bit."
"Then go to sleep." Song Yu replied, then got up to help Zhou Yan shake the quilt away, and then sat down again, with no intention of leaving.
Zhou Yan swallowed his throat lightly: "Mr. Song, aren't you going back to rest? You didn't sleep last night, did you?"
"Slept for a while." Song Yu calmly replied, "I'll go back to sleep when you fall asleep."
Zhou Yan lightly said that I might never be able to sleep with you here, but seeing Song Yu's resolute expression, he didn't say anything, and went to bed obediently.
"Go to sleep." Song Yu said softly.
The deep voice echoed in the warm and quiet room, giving Zhou Yanqing an unspeakable illusion, as if Song Yu was coaxing him to sleep. He covered half of his face with the quilt, and said muffledly, "Good night."
Probably a freshman at the first time, familiar with the second time, it should have been an embarrassing scene, but Zhou Yanqing lay down very calmly, and soon his breathing became even and long.
Song Yu stared at the person on the bed without moving. After a while, he turned off the only wall lamp that was lit in the room, walked out of the room lightly and closed the door.
The moment the door was closed, Zhou Yanqing opened his eyes in the darkness. He covered his heart with his hand and felt the violent heartbeat. It didn't know how long time had passed before the drum-like heartbeat gradually calmed down.
Zhou Yanqing got up in the dark, went to the table and turned on the lamp. Most of the time during the day today, he fell asleep. Now he is full of energy and does not feel sleepy at all. Just now, he pretended to sleep so that Song Yu could go back to his room to rest earlier.
It may be because of the quick recovery from the concussion due to sleeping too much, Zhou Yanqing felt that her mind was much clearer, and she was no longer confused or in a trance, and she could start thinking normally.
Sitting blankly for a while, Zhou Yanqing couldn't help turning his eyes to his backpack in the corner. Immediately, he went to the corner, opened the bag, took the notebook and returned to the desk. He spread the notebook on the desk, flipped through the pages from the back to the front, and recalled little by little what happened before and after the rebirth.
In fact, the things he wrote are very fragmented, and most of them are things that happened in the previous life. If the non-participants see it, they will only regard the person who recorded these contents as a paranoid patient. Bar…
Turning to the last page, Zhou Yan sighed and closed the book. He rested his chin, recalling the words Song Yu said on the balcony in the afternoon.
Originally, he was determined to tell Song Yu about his rebirth, because he was framed by Meng Shiping and Han Jin, and he was desperate. Tell Song Yu what happened in the previous life.
But now suddenly there is another turn, Song Yu has begun to doubt Meng Shiping and Han Jin, Chai Richeng looks very professional and wise, with his assistance Song Yu will definitely be able to discover the true colors of Meng Shiping and Han Jin.
Song Yu said that the doctor in charge said that his depression was recovering very well, his mother Wen Wan's condition has also improved, and everything is developing in a good direction. So as long as Meng and Han are punished and they get out of Song Yu's life, then he will be able to spend the next two, ten, or decades in peace, right
As for the truth, it may be a kind of trouble for Song Yu, right? Moreover, Song Yu might not believe such a crazy thing, right
Although there are many things that are still covered by clouds, Zhou Yanqing decided that if Han and Meng can really get out of Song Yu's sight from now on, then he will do his best to bury the truth in his heart forever and bring it into the world. grave.
Regardless of whether Song Yu would believe it or not, he also didn't want Song Yu to face the pain of his previous life again, tell a person who was going to be reborn that he was betrayed by the person he trusted the most in his previous life, and then hang himself under the chandelier alone, dying It's too cruel to die ugly.
Moreover, Zhou Yanqing knew that sooner or later he would leave Song Yu to realize his own life. If Song Yu didn't believe him, he would become a strange lunatic in Song Yu's eyes. He didn't want to end up like this .
Zhou Yanqing pursed her lips in distress, and stuffed the notebook into the interlayer of the handbag for clothes. If there is a chance, I will mix this notebook with some books and send it to Jiang Cheng for storage...
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If the mobile phone number is stored in the card, it will not be lost. Xiao Zhou will only lose the number if it is stored in the mobile phone. There is no detailed explanation in the text.