"meeting."

......

Song Yaocheng had a long, long dream. In the dream, Leng Qiao patiently coaxed him to eat a small cake, and made him happy from time to time.

Every month, he could receive all kinds of small cakes from Leng Qiao, with her photos and some useless postcards, and he was already a sophomore in high school in a blink of an eye.

But he never received a call from Leng Qiao, and never heard her voice, maybe it was because it was inconvenient to call abroad, or maybe he didn't want to.

If you don't fight, don't fight, he doesn't want to hear her voice!

Song Yaocheng rubbed his hair casually, turning the messy hair into a big chicken coop.

He reluctantly got up, ready to accompany his father to participate in the boring camping.

I don't know how to think, but I actually want to go to such a hot place in summer.

Song's father waited downstairs early, and there were a lot of large and small bags on the ground.

"Chengcheng, let's go out after breakfast!" Song's father was very happy. He has been busy with work these years and rarely has time to go out with his son, but Chengcheng doesn't seem to care much about going out with him. expectations.

Chengcheng grabbed a steamed stuffed bun and stuffed it into his mouth. While chewing, he said indistinctly with dissatisfaction: "How many times have I said this, don't call me Chengcheng."

Father Song: "Why?"

Song Yaocheng: "Childish."

Father Song's eyes were full of doubts.

"Aren't you naive?"

Song Yaocheng: ...

Well done!Just me naive!You are mature!

After Song Yaocheng finished his breakfast angrily, he took out the two packages by the way.

"Hey, the house has started to be renovated." Father Song said suddenly, "There has been no movement for so many years, is it true that you really don't plan to come back?"

Song Yaocheng paused, glanced at Sun's villa, then quickly looked away, put the package on the car as if nothing had happened, and closed the car door with a "bang", which surprised Father Song.

"You're so angry when you wake up..." Father Song complained, sitting in the co-pilot, "Your grades are not good, and you have a quick temper. You are not as cute as you were when you were a child!"

Song Yaocheng opened his squinted eyes, turned his head to look at Father Song who was beside him, and said calmly.

"At such an age, you still love to talk badly. I really don't know how my mother fell in love with you in the first place."

Father Song: ...

It's not thanks to his daughter-in-law who was blind back then.

Otherwise, where is this brat!

The car started slowly, and Song Yaocheng looked at the Sun's villa that was constantly receding outside the car window, and looked away angrily.

If you don't come back, you won't come back, who will make her come back!It's not like he can't live without her, hasn't he been here all these years?

"Bang!" The car seemed to hit something suddenly, Song Yaocheng's mind went blank for a moment, and then he immediately looked at his father beside him.

Song's father hadn't recovered yet, and the hand holding the steering wheel was still shaking slightly.

"Which dog hit me!" After a while, Song's father realized that he got out of the car angrily.

Several cars stopped and ran over here one after another.

The truck that hit them just now was smoking, and the driver sat unconscious on the driver's seat. Everyone should call the police, and those who should call an ambulance called an ambulance. Some even helped to tear down the door of the truck.

Father Song thought unluckily, and glanced at his back cover, his back cover must be... eh?Is his car so strong?

Father Song was stunned.

If you buy a car in the future, you will be sure of their home!

Almost got knocked off the bridge by this stupid truck!

Song Yaocheng didn't get out of the car, but looked at his bracelet in a daze.

The beads on top are broken.

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