go with the demon

Through the crack of the door, Han Qin saw her daughter was fast asleep, turned off the night light in the room, and quietly retreated out.Song Zhicheng stood at the door and asked softly, "How is it?"

"Sleep." Han Qin sat down on the sofa in the living room wearily.

Song Zhicheng also breathed a sigh of relief: "After half a month of tossing, I finally saw her sleep peacefully."

"What do you mean, a psychiatrist, do you still want to invite me?" Han Qin discussed in a low voice. Song Yu didn't want to see anyone else except them and Shu Li's mother and son before, so this matter has been dragging on. The girl's condition improved a little bit, so she brought up this matter: "I see that Xiao Yu is not very willing to bring up this matter. Now it's finally getting better. If you talk about it again, will it be more serious?"

Song Zhicheng was a little hesitant: "What the doctor said, there must be nothing wrong."

Han Qin said again: "Think about it, before the police came to inquire about that criminal, Xiao Yu locked herself in the bathroom for a long time after she finished speaking, and did not come out for several days after returning to the room."

When Song Zhicheng thought about it, it seemed that it was the same, and he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

"I've been staring at the news on the Internet for the past few days. Now everyone is discussing about the cheating of a big star. It seems that it's all about divorce and lawsuits. I can hardly see Xiaoyu's affairs." Han Qin hammered her leg, He laughed at himself: "Oh, you don't know that when I saw the news, I almost knelt down for this big star."

In fact, the enthusiasm of Song Yu's affairs can only be temporary.It turned out that the person who first released this news was only a personal account and didn't know Song Yu yet, but it was only because of the nude/photo that it became popular.Secondly, Song Yu is not a famous person, and he was not really raped. The previous reporters were stopped by Dr. Su, and there were almost no relevant follow-up reports.

Shu Kaili recognized the person in the photo only because she had some guesses in her heart, and then she was sure based on the comparison between Song Yu's wounds and the photo.And those two reporters probably found the hospital by relying on the clues of the ambulance, and pretended to be relatives to fool the little nurse at the front desk.

"Then, let's talk about Xiaoyu's situation after that." Song Zhicheng decided.

Everything seems to be going in a good direction.

Dazzlingly, half of the summer vacation has passed, Shu Li's new home has also been settled, and he plans to pack up and move out in the next few days.The boy went to the supermarket to buy some tape for packing, and when he came back, he met Song Yu in school uniform at the stairs.

"Morning." Shu Li greeted naturally: "Going back to school?"

Song Yu showed a shy smile, the scars on her face were almost invisible, her hands holding the schoolbag kept moving slightly, nervous and apprehensive: "Yes."

Shu Li stepped forward, raised his hand and touched the top of the girl's head: "Go early and come back early."

Song Yu's eyes sparkled, and he kicked the steps embarrassingly: "Well, my mother said that I would like to treat you to a light meal on Friday night."

"Okay, I'll definitely be there." Shu Li said with a smile.

The girl jumped down the steps and waved to Shu Li in front of Song's father's car.

Shu Li opened the door in a good mood, and the little beast immediately came up to him and stuffed it into his shopping bag.

A week later, no one came to claim the puppy and officially became a member of Shuli's family, named... Xuexue.Han Ting once yelled "Wow" three times in protest, and then Li Yunxiu said that he liked the name very much.

"Xuexue, I didn't buy any snacks." Shu Li bent over and picked up the puppy, rubbing his nose against its forehead: "Sweet and sour pork ribs for lunch, okay?"

Han Ting thought to himself, am I that easy to dismiss?

"There is also chicken stewed vermicelli."

That's more or less.

Han Ting got up from Shu Li's arms and lay on the boy's shoulder.

Shu Li smiled helplessly, Xuexue seemed to like this posture very much, so she let it be happy.

The car stopped at the school gate, and Song Yu sat in the car, looking out through the car window at the laughing classmates who walked into the school gate, her finger on the door handle trembling slightly.

Song Zhicheng looked at his daughter worriedly: "Xiaoyu, how about, why don't we ask for leave."

Song Yu was hesitating, and was about to agree with his father when a boy passed by the car, and the girl's eyes lit up.It was a tall boy with a handsome appearance, but he looked a little arrogant, with a shoulder bag slung across his body, his hands in his trouser pockets, and earphones in his ears.

Girls' feelings are always poetry, and Song Yu also has someone he secretly likes. At this moment, the feeling of wanting to see the person he likes easily shatters his fear.If you don't go to school today, you will have to wait a month before you can see him or talk to him.

The girl took a deep breath and got out of the car.The crowd around her didn't seem to have any special reactions, which made her feel much more at ease.

She lowered her head and followed the crowd into the school slowly. Song Zhicheng watched her daughter's back disappear into the teaching building, and then drove the car to the parking space on the side, lit a cigarette, and waited for Song Yu to go home together.

Song Yu walked to the door of the classroom. There were chattering voices inside. She took a deep breath and gently opened the door and walked in.In an instant, the classroom fell silent, and a needle could be heard quietly. Everyone stopped and turned their heads to stare at her.

A huge panic shrouded the girl's heart, her feet seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and she couldn't lift them up at all.Song Yu turned his eyes, and his eyes fell on the last row by the window. The boy put his legs up on the desk and listened to the song, closed his eyes and rested his mind, as if he didn't notice the strange phenomenon in the classroom at all.

The girl moved slowly, walked to her seat - next to the tall boy, just across the aisle, put down her schoolbag and sat down.

Song Yu sneaked a few glances at the boy.The boy who was listening to the song seemed to have a call. He opened his eyes, took out his phone, and said "hmm" into the microphone of the earphone. After hanging up the phone, the boy noticed Song Yu beside him and smiled: "Morning!" .”

Song Yu pretended to greet naturally: "Morning."

"Have you finished your summer homework?"

Song Yu froze for a moment, a little embarrassed: "No."

The boy laughed and said, "It turns out that Xueba doesn't like to do homework, so I wanted to ask you to copy it."

"Then, then I will send you a message after writing."

"Thank you very much."

Song Yu's attention was all on the boys, and she had completely ignored the whispers of other people in the classroom.The boy is a very cold person, he doesn't talk to other girls very much, that is to say, he has a good relationship with her, so Song Yu occasionally wonders, does he happen to like her too?

Just when Song Yu was immersed in his good guess, a mocking cold snort sounded in his ear.

"Yo, Miss Song has come back to school."

Song Yu looked up, and saw a girl with a ball head leaning on the boy's table facing her.

The girl's name is Huang Jiali, and she lives in the same neighborhood as Song Yu. Because Song Yu's grades are always lower than hers, and she also has some affection for boys, so the two of them have never been able to get along.

"What's wrong with me coming back to school?" Song Yu never concealed his dislike for Huang Jiali.

Huang Jiali took out her mobile phone and said in a strange voice, "Didn't you get raped and had an abortion? Why don't you stay at home and go to school?"

Song Yu slapped the table and stood up, shouting angrily: "I was not raped! There was no abortion! Don't slander people casually!!!"

Huang Jiali handed the phone to the boy, who suddenly showed a shocked expression, and he looked at Song Yu in disbelief.

The girl's body trembled involuntarily, as if she was stepping on foam, if she moved slightly, she would fall into the abyss.She told herself that it must not be that report, it must not be.

Huang Jiali raised her eyebrows, and slowly moved the screen of the phone to Song Yu's front. The girl didn't look at it. She lowered her head and clenched her fists tightly. Tears dripped onto the desk. She suppressed her tears and denied: " No, it's not like that."

"Why not? Aunt Shu recognized you. The whole neighborhood knows about it. What are you arguing about?" Huang Jiali wanted to say something, but the teacher just opened the door and entered, and the others immediately returned to their seats.

Song Yu sat slumped on the stool, Huang Jiali's words "the whole community knows about this" echoed in her mind, and all the voices seemed to be far away from her, distant and unreal.Her eyes were wide open, but she seemed to be blind. There were only blurred patches of color in front of her eyes. She twisted her head unconsciously, and her eyes slowly focused on the boy beside her, becoming clearer and clearer.

She could clearly see the expression on the boy's face, as if looking at something dirty.

Song Yu rushed out of the classroom with her schoolbag. The teacher on the podium was stunned for a moment, then ran to the door and chased after her, calling her name.

The students in the classroom fell silent, and a girl whispered, "Huang Jiali, you are going too far."

With a straight face, Huang Jiali retorted: "What I said is the truth, it's all written on Weibo."

"Even if it's true, Xiaoyu is still a victim. How could you do this? Besides, the things on Weibo are true and false, so you can't believe everything."

"This must be true. Aunt Shu, who lives upstairs from Song Yu, said that she has seen Song Yu come back in a bandage."

Discussions started again in the classroom, and the boy sitting by the window stared blankly at Song Yu's empty seat, his fingers unconsciously clasped on the table.

Song Yu ran to the front of the car. Seeing his daughter coming, Song Zhicheng quickly put out his cigarette, opened the rear door and asked, "Xiaoyu, is it over to go back to school?"

Song Yu stared at his father's temples, and suddenly realized that in just a few days, his father's hair had turned gray and he was haggard, as if his original energy had been sucked away.

She pursed her lips and smiled, suppressing the tears in her eyes and said, "Well, going back to school is nothing serious, let's go back."

Song Zhicheng was not in a good mood, so he stepped on the accelerator and got on the road without thinking too much. He asked cautiously, "School, where is the school, are you okay?"

"Very good." Song Yu pretended to be relaxed.

Hearing his daughter's answer, Father Song heaved a sigh of relief, and his tone became much lighter: "What do you want to eat tonight, dad will show you."

Song Yu casually ordered a few dishes, then thought of something, and said coquettishly to Song Zhicheng, "Dad, lend me your phone, my phone is out of battery."

"Oh good." Song Zhicheng handed over the phone without doubting him.

Song Yu lowered his head, and indifferently dragged all the school teacher's phone numbers in his father's mobile phone into the blacklist, and enabled stranger blocking in the harassment blocking, before returning the phone.

The girl tilted her head and looked expressionlessly at the scenery whizzing by outside the window, and slowly closed her eyes.

The author has something to say:

Uh, the story seems to be a bit longer than the expected chapters, do you feel procrastinated?