I heard the footsteps outside the door gradually fading away.

Song Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Shen Shian did not continue to "pursue" the relationship between her and Lin Yixuan.

With his keenness.

The possibility of discovering that she and Lin Yixuan were acting was too great.

But what does this have to do with him?

Song Qingyu curled her lips and went back to bed to sleep. She could vaguely see that the light in Shen Shian's room was still on.

She closed the curtains in annoyance, trying to avoid seeing it.

after a few days.

Song Qingyu went back to the Shen family again.

For nothing else.

But today is the anniversary of her parents' death.

For so many years.

On the anniversary of her parents' death, the Shen family always went with her, and this year was no exception.

Perhaps he sensed Song Qingyu's mood.

The weather today is not very good, and it is drizzling.

On the way to the cemetery.

Song Qingyu leaned in Jiang Minya's arms.

"Xiaoyu, don't be sad."

Jiang Minya held Song Qingyu's hand and comforted her.

"Mom, I'm fine."

Song Qingyu was afraid that she would worry, so she smiled.

So many years have passed.

The car accident has become gradually blurred in her memory.

She still remembers that she was still in school that day when her teacher suddenly called her out and told her that her parents had a car accident on the highway and asked her to go to the hospital to see them.

she thought.

They will feel better when they see their parents.

Unexpectedly, that was the last time she saw her parents.

Jiang Min-ya knew that she was showing off, so she sighed and silently held her hand.

Arrived at the cemetery.

Shen Shian and Shen Changlong went to get the flowers they brought.

Before he put it down, Song Qingyu saw that a bouquet of flowers had been placed in front of his parents' grave.

"Has anyone been here?"

Jiang Minya asked in surprise.

Normally, they were the only ones who came to pay homage to the Song couple and sweep their graves. No one else had come for all these years.

This year, there are people who arrived earlier than them.

"Xiaoyu, do you know who it is?"

Shen Changlong also found it strange.

"do not know."

Song Qingyu was also a little confused, "Maybe he was an employee of my father's in the past..."

Apart from this possibility, she really couldn't guess.

At that time, there were indeed many relatives on both sides of my parents' side.

But as they died.

Those so-called relatives, seeing that she was young and easy to bully, came to her one by one to ask for money and to establish connections.

Fortunately, the Shen family is there, otherwise she would have been eaten up by those so-called relatives long ago.

"Maybe."

Jiang Minya said thoughtfully.

Pulling Song Qingyu to worship.

After lighting the incense, the Shen family asked Song Qingyu to have a conversation with their parents.

Jiang Minya pulled Shen Shian to the side.

"Why hasn't your Qiqi come to see you these days?"

She couldn't help but ask.

this time.

Ning Yueqi didn't even come to the Shen family.

She knew the girl's temper and knew she was not so easy to deal with.

"She is busy with her studies."

Shen Shian answered casually, his eyes fixed on Song Qingyu's thin back not far away.

There was still a light drizzle in the sky, as if it was covered by a layer of fog, and her back seemed to be about to disappear in this layer of fog.

Jiang Min-ya followed her son's gaze and smiled.

Deliberately said: "A few days ago, Xiaoyu talked to me about her senior brother. Xiaoyu felt good about her senior brother. Shi An, what do you think?"

“They have known each other for less than half a year.”

Shen Shian frowned.

A layer of coldness covered his handsome face.

"It's fate that has come, but it doesn't mean we have to know each other for several years."

"I disagree."

Shen Shian replied dryly.

Jiang Min-ya was stunned by her son's ruthless rejection.

Then he laughed again.

"You kid, you don't want Xiaoyu yourself, but now that she's in a relationship, you're getting angry instead."

"..."

Shen Shian took out a cigarette and wanted to light it.

Seeing that my parents were there, I stuffed it back in annoyance.

When Song Qingyu came down, he saw Shen Shian looking at the sky with a frustrated look on his face. The atmosphere was not good.

"what happened?"

She blinked blankly.

"It's okay, leave him alone, let's go."

Jiang Minya took Song Qingyu's hand and left the cemetery, followed by Shen Changlong and Shen Shian.

Return to the city.

Shen Changlong and Jiang Minya had an appointment, so they asked Shen Shian to take Song Qingyu home.

I wanted to refuse.

Thinking that everyone had been tired all day, Song Qingyu didn't say much. At worst, he could go back to the Shen family first and then drive back to school by himself.

On the way back in the car, neither of them spoke.

Afraid that Shen Shian would ask some irrelevant questions, Song Qingyu closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

soon.

The car stopped in front of the Shen family's door.

"arrive."

Shen Shian's voice came.

Song Qingyu pretended to be sleepy and slowly opened her eyes: "So fast, I'm so sleepy..."

A smile appeared on Shen Shian's lips, and he didn't expose her poor acting skills: "Get out of the car."

"Ah."

Song Qingyu unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.

Before she could stand firm, two figures appeared in front of her.

"Xiao Yu, you are Xiao Yu, right?"

"you are?"

Song Qingyu asked doubtfully.

Standing in front of him was a girl who looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old. She was wearing a white dress and had delicate features, but her eyes revealed a shrewdness that did not match her age.

Next to her stood a woman in her thirties.

Looking at Song Qingyu with surprise.

"I am your Aunt Chun, have you forgotten?"

The woman who called herself Aunt Chun yelled at the top of her voice, almost spitting out saliva.

Aunt Chun?

Song Qingyu thought hard, trying to find information about this woman in his memory.

Unfortunately, nothing was found.

Seeing that Song Qingyu seemed to have forgotten her, the woman smiled awkwardly and explained: "I am the daughter of your grandmother's sister. No wonder you don't remember. Since your mother passed away, you have not been in contact with us. You don't remember. When you were seven or eight years old, I held you in my arms when I went to my hometown!"

The woman described it vividly.

I wish I could stuff that memory into Song Qingyu's mind.

She tried hard to recall and finally remembered this person.

It is true that there is this relative, but... we never visit each other.

However, considering that they were relatives, Song Qingyu smiled politely: "Auntie Chun."

"Oh, you finally remembered."

The woman slapped her thigh and rolled her eyes at the Shen family.

"I finally found out that you live here, and came here to look for you, but they wouldn't let me in. Humph, niece, you have to help Aunt Chun vent her anger later."

Song Qingyu's scalp felt numb.

She glanced at Shen Shian and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that there was no dissatisfaction on his face.

"Let's go in and talk first."

She invited.

The group entered the Shen family. As soon as they entered the house, the two men sat down on the sofa as if they had returned to their own home.

Pick up the fruit on the table and stuff it into your mouth.

Song Qingyu asked Wang Ma to pour tea.

"Auntie Chun came to see me today. Is there something wrong?"

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