Double Life: My whole world is you

Finally, under Cheng Qiao's repeated pleas, grandma reluctantly drank some sugar water. Then, accompanied by Zhang Yandi, she went to the village doctor to give her a glucose hang-up...

The adults came back after five days, and they were all exhausted. After two days of rest, my uncle left first. He said the boss of the factory was urging him to leave, and he would be fired if he didn't go. He was also owed a month's salary. Then my aunt and uncle also left with my uncle, as they couldn't leave the construction site for too long. My aunt said that there was no one to take care of Lulu, so she also returned to the city.

My aunt stayed at home for three days, saying that her boss had given her an ultimatum and that she would not be able to go back home if she didn't. She said that she had no choice but to let her mother take care of the children for a while in order to survive.

The eldest aunt sighed, looked at Cheng Ma who was accompanying the grandmother, and advised, "Fourth sister, the store has been closed for a while, it's time to open it."

Cheng's mother nodded. There was nothing she could do. Adults' emotions and willfulness all cost money. She slowly looked at Cheng Qiao. Cheng Qiao, who was sitting aside and thinking, walked towards the adults. She said, "Mom, there is only one week left this month. Let's go back at the end of the month!"

Cheng's mother sighed and nodded. This week, Cheng's mother and her eldest aunt took four people to accompany grandma. But this time, grandma was very sick. It was the end of the month, and the adults had to work and the children had to go to school. After everyone discussed, they finally let the eldest aunt stay at home to take care of grandma, except for the three aunts, because the eldest aunt took care of her, the second aunt just passed away, and the third aunt was not raised by grandma after all.

The remaining five families each contributed 200 yuan a month, and together they contributed 1,000 yuan. In the conversation between Cheng's mother and her aunt, she heard that her uncle and aunt were not very willing to pay. Cheng's mother said angrily, "I will pay for the money they are unwilling to pay."

Cheng Qiao didn't want to interfere in adults' affairs, so she would come back to spend time with her grandmother every week during the holidays.

On August 8, Zhang Yandi drove them to the city. As the store had not been open for a month, they cleaned the store for a few hours. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when they got home. Cheng's mother took a two-minute break to prepare to cook. Zhang Yandi brought porridge from home, and he took Cheng Zhu to buy steamed buns. Everyone had a meal at noon, and Cheng Qiao followed Cheng's mother to clean the house at home in the afternoon. She helped everyone prepare dinner, and after everyone was settled, it was already dark.

Cheng Qiao felt a little tight in her chest. She wanted to be alone to think about what happened in the past month. So after talking to Cheng's mother, she put on the remote control and walked slowly. Unknowingly, she came to the railway track again. She looked out and saw no train coming in the distance. So she closed her eyes and walked step by step on the railway track. When she was tired, she sat down anywhere. When she opened her eyes, she saw the boy next to her. She smiled and asked, "When did you come?"

"I was worried and followed you all the time." Zhang Yandi said slowly, "Qiao, you feel bad. If you want to cry, just cry! You have been holding it in for too long."

"Yan Di." She looked at him, called out, and then looked up at the starry sky, "Has Auntie also turned into a star?"

She knew her questions were silly and childish, but sometimes they were the most powerful spiritual comfort!

"Yes! When you miss her, look up at the sky. She is accompanying you and loving you in her own way." Zhang Yandi comforted softly.

"I believe it too." Cheng Qiao looked at the starry sky with a faint smile on her face. Some pains can only be slowly let go, and some people will always stay in your heart...

That night, Zhang Yandi accompanied her without saying anything, just quietly watching the stars for several hours. That night was the most peaceful night Cheng Qiao had slept in a month. In her dream, she was still ten years old, at her second aunt's house, with her aunt, uncle, grandparents. She slept until nine o'clock in the morning. The house was very quiet at this time, but Cheng Qiao saw the breakfast and the message on the table in the living room. Cheng's mother went to the store, and Cheng Zhu went to school.

After Cheng Qiao finished washing up and having breakfast, she picked up her schoolbag and prepared to face her next journey.

When she opened the door, she saw Zhang Yandi standing next to her. He waved at her gently as usual, "Qiao, good morning."

"Yan Di, good morning." Cheng Qiao also returned to normal. The two walked side by side towards the school.

As soon as they reached the school gate, they saw familiar classmates. After seeing Cheng Qiao, more than a dozen familiar friends rushed towards Cheng Qiao and gave her a big hug.

It was Wang Yanmei who spoke first, "Cheng Qiao, we thought you and Yan Di were kidnapped by other schools."

Cheng Qiao glanced at Zhang Yandi and replied with a smile, "We will always be Xinghua people."

"Xiaoqiao, I'm very sad." Wu Qi pushed through the crowd and came to her and said, "You didn't spend my birthday with me again this year."

Cheng Qiao laughed at his words and complained in her heart. [This is very Mr. Wu. It is more intimate and comfortable to go back to Xinghua.]

Cheng Qiao didn't respond. Wang Yanmei turned her eyes and said, "Mr. Wu, school will probably end early today. Let's get together at noon! It's just the right time to make up for your birthday and welcome Cheng Qiao and Yan Di back!"

"Okay, I'll arrange it." Wu Qi said and stepped aside to make a phone call.

Everyone surrounded the two of them and walked into the school. Cheng Qiao just watched them take her straight past the classroom. Cheng Qiao felt a little strange. She pointed to the classroom where the Grade 1 (1) class was replaced by Grade () class and asked in confusion, "Aren't we going back to the classroom?"

"The school meeting is held on September 9st every year," Ma Xiaomeng reminded.

"Oh." Cheng Qiao also came back to her senses, "Aren't we late?"

"It's okay, we can sneak in through the back door." Wang Yanmei said, "We are no longer the protagonists now."

"Yes! Every year the protagonists are the freshmen in high school!" Feng Yanran sighed, "Alas, it seems like we are getting old."

"Puchi." Cheng Qiao couldn't help but laughed. Wu Qi, who was walking in front, quickly replied with dissatisfaction, "If you want to be old, then you are old! We are not old! I am not even an adult yet!"

Feng Yanran rolled her eyes at him in annoyance, "You are the only one who is young."

Cheng Qiao looked at the people who were joking and she laughed along. At this time, Wang Yanmei squeezed to Feng Yanran's position and hooked her left shoulder, "Cheng Qiao, do you know who is the junior who will give the speech this time?"

Cheng Qiao looked at her blankly, "How do I know when I just arrived at the school? Is it related to me?"

"Haha! That's right!" She introduced, "That man is from your bridge."

"I heard that the guy was also admitted to the Hongzhi class of No. 1 Middle School." Ma Xiaomeng added.

"Cheng Qiao, is he your fanboy?" Wang Yanmei asked curiously.

Cheng Qiao was confused by what they said. She asked curiously, "Who is it? Why don't I remember such a person on the bridge?"