Quick Travel: He is obviously cannon fodder but becomes a heartthrob

During the days when Zhao Haicheng was away, Song Song ran to Li Yuan's house almost every day.

The relationship between the two of them got much better after a while.

Li Yuan, who has lived two lifetimes and figured it out, is much more transparent, and her whole person exudes a certain familiarity. There is a sense of contradiction that does not suit her age, but to be honest, she is quite attractive.

Otherwise, Zhang Zhuo would not be dumbfounded during this period of time.

Li Yuan believed that she had rich experience and had been exposed to many new things in her previous life, so she volunteered to study with Song Song, hoping to subtly instill some new ideas into her.

She really regarded the little girl as a sister, taught her that women can also achieve their own careers, and told her not to be easily deceived by men and run away.

Whenever this happened, the little girl would nod her head in confusion, being obedient and sensible, but she didn't seem to listen.

Over time, Li Yuan developed an inexplicable feeling of displeasure towards Zhao Haicheng.

Such a good little girl was abducted like that?

What's so good about getting married? Why not go out and start a career with her!

Zhao Haicheng, who was far in the north, was sitting on the green leather train and couldn't help but sneeze.

I don't know why, but he has been unable to calm down in the past few days, feeling vaguely uneasy.

The man took out a small square towel from his heart and held it tightly, as if this could soothe his restless emotions.

"Why, do you miss a woman?" The middle-aged man next to him took a look at the handkerchief and saw that it belonged to a woman. It was clean and smelled of fragrance.

Zhao Haicheng heard the joke in his words and smiled.

Whenever Song Song was mentioned, he would feel better, and he responded: "Yes. I will get married next month."

"Oh, that's no wonder." The boss patted Zhao Haicheng on the shoulder and lit another cigarette. As the smoke filled the air, he looked out the window with scarred eyes. His voice was leisurely. He didn't know if he was talking to Zhao Haicheng or to himself. explain.

"It's a good time to get married. The sixth day of the lunar month next month is a good day. It's the last time. After this is done, we will stop."

Zhao Haicheng was silent.

It sounds simple, but the road ahead is long and full of unknown risks.

He didn't tell Song Song what he was going to do, and even the three-day agreement was just to make her feel at ease.

If there is something wrong with him this time...

Zhao Haicheng's throat was a little dry, and his eyes seemed to be fascinated by the wind and sand.

He dared not think.

The sixth day of next month is really a good day.

……

*

The fifth day after Zhao Haicheng left.Song Song was lying on the window edge of his home, looking motionlessly at the door outside the courtyard.

Time passed day by day, even two days had passed at the originally agreed time, and there was still no news from Zhao Haicheng.

Song Song broke her hands and counted the days. Every time she broke off one piece, the unreasonable anxiety in her heart became more and more serious.

As the wedding day approached, the groom disappeared.

The person who was smiling and praising the Song family's good fortune a few days ago suddenly changed his expression.

All rumors were spread to the Song family, and Song Song was suddenly at the forefront of the limelight.

One moment he said that Zhao Haicheng had owed a lot of debt because he was so carefree and happy outside on weekdays, and he had gone to pay off the debt. The other moment he said that Zhao Haicheng had already gotten married out of town, otherwise why would he not have a wife around him at such an old age? woman.

In just a few words, he actually had a nose and eyes.

Song Song always had a good temper, but he was so angry that his eyes turned red.

But as soon as she shed tears in the room, she heard that her uncle and aunt who were gossiping about her family were exaggerating and spreading it to the sky.

Li Yuan did it.

When the little girl came up to say thank you with red eyes, she was so distressed that she stomped her feet and wished she could pull out the tongues of all those tongue-tied women.

In my previous life, people in the city often said that people in the village were simple and kind-hearted.

But they also forgot a sentence, there are unruly people in remote areas.

The more spiritually materially deficient one is, the more one likes to seek a sense of superiority from others.

Li Yuan was also used to being gossiped about. She didn't care, but she didn't want to see Song Song being wronged.

Besides, doesn’t she still know what kind of person Zhao Haicheng is?

In her previous life, Li Yuan had gone through more than ten years of hard work, and her temper was gone. She suddenly returned to her teenage years, and all the dissipated arrogance returned in a strange manner.

She was so angry that she dragged Song Song's family to her door one by one.

But she didn't hit anyone, she just gossiped loudly at the door, as loudly as she wanted.

Sometimes people would come to her while she was talking. Li Yuan was still in a good mood and started discussing with other people. She kept talking until the person involved turned red in the face and hurriedly ran out of the house. She wished she could beg her grandfather to tell her grandma to let her go. shut up.

Some of them saw that she was too soft and wanted to be tough, so they acted like elders and wanted to teach her a lesson.

Li Yuan pulled Song Song and asked her to squeeze out her tears. She opened her mouth wide and pretended to be surprised: "Uncle, I'm telling you a joke. Why are you so angry? Did I accidentally hit the mark...!"

"Oh, it's my fault for being so good at talking!"

"Look how you are so cruel, you scared my sister to tears!"

Use the way of the person to treat the person's body.

After this round of fighting, those people cannot explain why they are justified, not to mention that they themselves are not justified.

No one dared to talk nonsense anymore, for fear of being targeted by Li Yuan again.

*

The seventh day after Zhao Haicheng left.

The uneasiness in Song Song's heart became stronger and stronger. Although she didn't show it in order not to make people worry, how could the system not know it.

We have known each other for almost two lifetimes, and he can detect even the slightest mood swings.

The little system kept comforting Song Song's ears: "Baby, don't worry, Zhao Haicheng is the male protagonist of this world, he will be fine! If something happens to him, will this world collapse?"

Song Song nodded obediently.

She believed that Zhao Haicheng would definitely come back, as long as he was still alive.

After dinner in the evening, Song Song put down his chopsticks and pretended to be fine, then walked outside the house.

She said she was full and wanted to go shopping to relieve herself.

The lies are all told without any level.

It was obvious that she had barely touched the bowl of rice.

But Yu Pingfang still agreed and nodded towards her.

The little girl was walking on the path holding Rhubarb, feeling the night wind blowing on her face, and her heart, which had been tense all day, finally felt a little more relaxed.

She recalled the awkward meeting with Zhao Haicheng.

It was also on such a night that she went out with rhubarb.

In a daze, Song Song could not help but walk to the entrance of the village and look into the distance in trance.

After a while, she came back to her senses, squatted down and touched Big Butter's shiny hair, and said to herself: "Da Huang, do you think he really ran away?"

"If he really runs away, can you smell his scent and bring him back? I don't want to look for him again, but you have to bite him hard twice for me."

While she was talking, Dahuang suddenly bit her trouser leg and screamed twice.