The sweet smell of citrus

Accompanied by the shouts, there was a yellowish light.

With a soft heart, Song Yi glanced back. It was the first time that he didn't care about his image and shouted: "You too, go back quickly!"

Cheng Jialan stubbornly waited until Song Yi entered the door before returning home.

While the car was driving on the road, Cheng Jialan was chatting with Song Yi.

Soon, Song Yi said that he went to take a bath.Cheng Jialan was a little bored, so he talked to Uncle Chen.

"Speaking of which, I don't know why it's so dark in front of the squad leader's house... If you don't turn on the lights, you can't see at all."

Uncle Chen also responded, "It's quite strange, there are no street lights in that place."

Logically speaking, if a child comes home at night, he must install a street light.

Cheng Jialan also complained: "Yeah, every time I go back, it seems that the squad leader's house doesn't turn on the lights."

After making a casual remark, she suddenly froze for a moment.

and many more?

Every time I go back, Song Yi's house...is there no lights? ? ?

Jiang Ke is not the kind of school that insists on evening self-study. The time after school is not early, but it is not too late. If there are people at home, the light should still be on at that time.

Taking a step back, even if the monitor's family has a regular schedule and goes to bed early, but there is a daughter who is still in high school and hasn't come back, there must be lights in the house, but the monitor's house is always dark.

so?

She lives alone! ?

……

This realization made Cheng Jialan dumbfounded.

live alone! ?

Chapter 43 Starting point orphanage, add another member

After returning home, Cheng Jialan talked about this matter with Cheng's father.

"Old man, why do you think the squad leader's house is black?"

She was full of doubts, "It seems that she is the only one in the monitor's family."

"Now she is in her third year of high school, which should be considered the most important stage in her life..." Cheng Jialan's speaking speed suddenly slowed down, "Where is her family?"

The child asked such a question.

Cheng Weiguo thought for a moment, wondering if he should answer Cheng Jialan's question.

He had read the file and knew that it was a poor child.

It's just that Cheng Jialan is not a very careful person, and he is not very good at acting. After learning about Song Yi's situation, I am afraid that he will feel pity in his heart.

The child looked like a strong man, and he didn't want to be given alms. If the younger daughter couldn't help herself, people might think it was a fake kindness.

"Old man, why don't you speak?"

By the way, Cheng Jialan remembered, "Didn't you say that you saw the class monitor's file at the principal's place before? What's going on!"

"Are you sure...you want to know?"

"Of course I want to know."

Cheng Weiguo patted Cheng Jialan's head.

The two father and daughter sat on the sofa in the living room, and Cheng Weiguo pondered for a moment, "Actually, I don't know very well, I just read the file of your classmate before, and it said..."

"Her parents are gone."

"It seems that he has no relatives either, and lives alone."

Of course, what Cheng Weiguo said was a nice way to say it. To put it bluntly, it means... Song Yi is an orphan.

Cheng Jialan never thought that he would get such an answer.

orphan.

monitor? !

She still couldn't connect the two words together.

Is such a dazzling person actually... an orphan?

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"What are you doing looking at me?" Cheng Jialan's gaze was so burning today that Song Yi always felt that there was something wrong with him when he was doing his homework.

She touched her face and asked, "Is there something on my face?"

"No, no." Cheng Jialan shook his head like a drum.

Song Yi: ...

"what happened?"

"nothing much."

"Has anyone ever told you that your acting skills are actually not very good?" Song Yi put down his pen, "Jia Lan, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Cheng Jialan scratched his hair, feeling that he was really useless, why couldn't he hide anything, "I was just thinking about what happened yesterday."

"yesterday?"

"You have been dancing for so long, will your muscles hurt today?"

Was worried about this.

Song Yi shook his head, "No, I skipped it for a long time before, and I'm used to it."

"oh oh."

How long have you skipped?

Where did you dance?

It seemed that Song Yi had mentioned before that she was working part-time... She always thought it was the type of work-study program, where the class leader went out to experience the society.

Thinking about it now, it seems that everything is not as simple as I thought.

After dancing for a long time, it makes me sad to hear it.

She took out the ginger soup from her drawer, "Squad leader, let's have some soup first."

"Actually, it's not needed today."

"Yes, it was so cold yesterday, drink some to drive away the cold."

Unable to refuse Xiao Cheng's tenderness, Song Yi drank the ginger soup that he didn't like very much.

The study time always passed quickly, and the day ended quickly. According to the agreement, Song Yi went to Cheng Jialan's house to practice.

Cheng Jialan was probably a little absent-minded today, and made several mistakes when playing the piano.

Song Yi stopped his steps during the dance music.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Yi walked to the side of the piano, "You look absent-minded all day." She touched Cheng Jialan's forehead, "I don't have a fever either."