We are not friends anymore!

When Chu Chu opened her eyes again, it was already early in the morning of the next day. Song Wenyin knocked on the door and came in, and pulled open the curtains. The bright sunlight poured in immediately, and it was another sunny day.

"Chuchu, are you feeling better? Do you want me to bring you breakfast?" Song Wenyin was still a little worried about her.

"Oh, it's not necessary, I'm already much better." As she spoke, Chuchu rubbed her sleepy eyes with one hand and pulled away the tender pink quilt printed with hand-painted bunny patterns, and was about to get out of bed and fell into a deep sleep After a night of sleep, and with Song Mu's decoction, Chu Chu felt that she was already much better.

"Really? It's good for Chuchu to treat this place as her own home. She doesn't have to be restrained. She can eat on the bed." Song Wenyin said, she took out a thin coat from her closet and handed it to Chuchu who was already on the ground, signaling her to put it on. : "It's hot, the air conditioner is on at home, you... can't catch cold, so put it on." They were about the same age at this time, and their statures were almost the same.

Seeing the serious and concerned expression on Song Wenyin's still immature face, Chu Chu couldn't help but have mixed feelings for a moment.

It's obviously not relative, but it's just that a friend who hasn't known him for a long time treats me so well, alas, what a fool.

Seeing the other party staring at her in a daze but not taking the clothes, Song Wenyin simply walked over to help the little girl dress herself, then raised her hand and couldn't help but rub the other party's short hair that was a little fluffy because she just woke up.

The fluffy little rabbit suddenly reached out and hugged Song Wenyin, "Wenyin~you are so kind~you are so gentle and kind to me~" Chu Chu rubbed against Song Wenyin's chest softly and coquettishly.

Song Wenyin froze, then lightly wrapped her arms around Chu Chu with her backhand, and then rubbed Chu Chu's head, "Because Chu Chu is very cute and deserves to be treated well." Song Wenyin narrowed her phoenix eyes and looked at Chu Chu's eyes, and said softly .

Chuchu kissed Song Wenyin's small face when she heard the words, Song Wenyin became stiffer all of a sudden, a blush appeared on her fair face, "It's time...it's time to go downstairs for dinner, let's go." Turning around, one hand held Chuchu's little hand tightly.

Chu Chu smiled and followed Song Wenyin's movements, and followed her steps to the restaurant downstairs.

It wasn't until this moment that Chu Chu finally had a sense of solidity in her heart, the real reality that she was still alive.

Song's mother hummed a little song on the Chinese-style gold-painted dining table downstairs, and the dishes were ready. Each person had a bowl of custard, a glass of freshly squeezed carrot, tomato and pear juice, a few slices of cereal toast with a layer of cheese, and a bowl of delicious red dates. Longan, wolfberry and red bean porridge combine Chinese and Western ingredients, and are nutritious. Mother Song is very satisfied with the fruits of her labor.

Seeing her daughter and Chu Chu coming downstairs, Mother Song narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Is Chu Chu feeling better? Come and have dinner with Wen Yin."

"That's a lot! Thank you, Aunt Shen, for your concern!" Chu Chu replied loudly, allowing Song Wenyin to place herself on the seat beside her.

"You child, thank you for meeting Aunt Shen! Just treat this place as your own home." Song's mother picked up the spoon and said angrily. One is the daughter of an old friend, and she should take care of one or two. The child Wen Yin has a friend who cares a lot. When I was in Kyoto, all the children in the compound were laughing and joking. Only Wen Yin stayed at home quietly and read a book by herself. When the child came to call her, she always looked indifferent and disinterested, and when she was bound tightly, she glanced over with cold eyes and forced the child away abruptly.This made Song's mother quite worried, and almost took Song Wenyin to see a psychiatrist.

Now that she moved to the ancient capital for some reason, it was a blessing in disguise. With such a friend as Chu Chu, Wen Yin became more energetic, and her complexion was particularly rosy today.Thinking of this, Song's mother swallowed a mouthful of smooth and tender custard with satisfaction.

Chu Chu looked at the porridge in front of her and wrinkled her bun face. Although she knew that her qi deficiency needed to be replenished, she really hated how the red dates and goji berries were broken!

So she pinched the spoon three times to the left and three times to the right to stir in the bowl, but she didn't eat a bite.

Seeing this, Song's mother was about to ask Chu Chu if she didn't like her appetite, when she saw that her cold daughter had already made a move first.

"Don't you like to eat?" Song Wenyin asked Chu Chu after she stopped eating.

Chu Chu blinked her big eyes and looked at Song Wenyin.

"Hey, how about just eating one jujube? I'll eat the rest." Although Chu Chu needs nourishment, she can't force her if she doesn't like it. It's not good to waste food. If Chu Chu doesn't eat it, she can eat it.Song Wenyin coaxed Chuchu imitating the way her parents coaxed her when she was a child.

Hearing this, Chu Chu immediately swallowed a red date, pushed the blue and white porcelain bowl in front of her to Song Wenyin, took the fruit juice in front of Song Wenyin, took a big gulp of what was in her mouth, and sighed in satisfaction.

Mother Song watched the interaction between the two children, and shook her head helplessly and amusedly.

Chu Chu also thought it was a bit funny, two lifetimes combined, she was over 30 years old, and she was coaxed by Song Wenyin like a child, really, if this is the case, she doesn't even want to let her go.

Today is Sunday, Monday and Tuesday will take up the classroom for the senior high school entrance examination, so it is also a holiday. After all, there are less than three days to clear my mind and make plans for my foreseeable and unpredictable life in the future.Chu Chu is used to keeping even the unknown in her own hands, let alone a large part of the known.

So after dinner, Chuchu and Song Wenyin went back to Song Wenyin's room, nestled on a swing chair and began to meditate.Seeing the little girl thinking deeply, Song Wenyin also picked up a book and read it.On the cover of that book was written "General History of the World" in large characters. The average girl in the second year of junior high school would not be able to bear the temper to read this anyway.

"Chuchu, look who's here~" Mother Song knocked on the open door twice with a smile, attracting the attention of Chuchu who was thinking.

Chu Chu raised her head, and the next second, tears fell down.

The man in front of him is probably in his 40s or [-]s, with black-rimmed eyes and a gray striped shirt with sleeves rolled up. His whole body has a gentle and elegant temperament, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes are full of tenderness when he looks at Chu Chu. smile.

"Father!" Chu Chu yelled loudly and threw herself into the man's arms.

"Father, oh, me, I miss you so much, I miss you so much..." Chu Chu buried her head in Chu Luo's arms, choked up and repeated it over and over again.

Chu Luo picked up his daughter and looked at her red eyes and asked with distress and amused: "Yo, what's the matter, darling, I miss Dad so much, I haven't seen you today, why, your aunt Shen didn't feed you, and you are hungry ?”

Song's mother waved her hands exaggeratedly when she heard the words, "How dare I, how dare I give Teacher Chu's daughter no food."

Chu Chu rubbed her eyes in embarrassment. It felt so good to see her healthy father. This time, she would never stop her from pursuing her own happiness.I never want to see the haggard father in the end again.

Song's mother took Song Wenyin downstairs, leaving time for the father and daughter. She mixed a pot of hot water into half a cup of cold water, and the two finally melted together without distinction.