she has a baby voice

Finally, we made an appointment at a drink shop near the school.

Ke Meng arrived at the appointed place first, and ordered two cups of milk tea. When Chen Hui opened the door and came in, one of the cups just dropped to the temperature that could be eaten. Ke Meng piled the cups in front of Chen Hui: "Is it cold outside?"

"It's not cold." Chen Hui took off her coat and put it on the back of the chair, took the milk tea and held it in her hand but didn't drink it.

Ke Meng lowered her eyes: "...um."

That's the end of the topic, the two sat facing each other, neither of them spoke anymore, the atmosphere was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

The purpose of Ke Meng asking Chen Hui out today is to thank her, because Chen Hui helped her out.Ten minutes had passed since the appointed time, and she had almost finished drinking the milk tea, yet she still hadn't said those two words.

I always feel that if I say it, it seems excessive, but if I don't say it, it would be too ungrateful.After holding back for a long time, I asked an obvious question: "When I came out of the KTV that day, Wang Hai escorted me home and followed us all the time?"

Even if you want to deny what is recorded in the surveillance video, you can't deny it.

"...Yes," Chen Hui explained without waiting for her to ask, "You drank a can of wine, I'm afraid you might get drunk and have an accident on the way."

In the beginning, it was indeed because of concern about Ke Meng’s safety. The original plan was to secretly escort Ke Meng into the school gate, and then she would take a taxi home. Later, Cheng Yaojin came out halfway. Follow them all the way to the bedroom downstairs.

After Wang Hai left, Chen Hui appeared from behind the tree, and followed the route she remembered to find Ke Meng's bedroom. She stopped outside the door for a long time, but she never knocked on it.

She wanted to see Ke Meng very much, not like a quick glance when sending and receiving homework in the classroom, but face-to-face and eye-to-eye.But even if you do see it, so what?The stiff situation is not going to get better.What's more, maybe Ke Meng doesn't care anymore, forgets the previous failure and starts to develop the next relationship, such as Wang Hai, who has a good family background and good looks.

A hole was poked in her heart, and Chen Hui suddenly lost her temper.

Withdrawing his hands and rubbing his frozen face, he slowly turned and went downstairs.

Ke Meng didn't know about these inner struggles, and Chen Hui didn't plan to tell the other party, hiding this paragraph and only admitting that she followed them.

Ke Meng pursed her lower lip. Chen Hui secretly escorted her because she was afraid that she would be drunk, but Chen Hui also drank at that time, and drank more than she did.It can be said that Chen Hui's drunkenness may never be lower than hers, and people who don't drink often will definitely feel uncomfortable if they suddenly drink so much. Chen Hui still chooses to put her safety first.

Realizing this, Ke Meng was speechless for a moment.

"I've thought a lot during this period, about you, about me, about us." Chen Hui paused here and took a sip of milk tea. It seemed that there was a feeling of shock and courage, and it might be an illusion. After all, she was calm. Character is engraved in the bones, Ke Meng has never seen Chen Hui lose her composure.

After not observing carefully for three months, Ke Meng discovered today that Chen Hui has lost weight, her facial features have become more three-dimensional, and there are a few strands of sadness between her brows that a person of this age should have.

The milk tea had already turned cold, and she couldn't taste any taste. Chen Hui clenched the sides of the cup tightly with both hands: "There are many kinds of lies. There are good intentions, malicious ones, and of course forced ones. I don't think it's right to deceive people. I blame you when I get hotheaded." , I didn’t consider your feelings, it was my fault. Everyone makes mistakes, can you...give me a chance? "

Ever since she came home from the hospital in a fit of anger, Chen Hui often suffered from insomnia at night. When she tossed and turned, she kept replaying their conversations in her mind. Ke Meng called Father Ke his father in front of him, but Ke Meng didn't object.

After much deliberation, the crux could only appear in the content of Ke Meng’s conversation with her alone the next day. After repeated deliberations, Chen Hui felt that the reason for the cold war was because she exposed Ke Meng’s lie about applying for a bursary. Talking too loudly.

At first she felt that it was not her fault, she was as stubborn and arrogant as a peacock, but later her edges and corners were smoothed by repeated thoughts.There is no dignity in love, if the relationship can be saved by lowering her head a little, then she is willing to be the one who takes the initiative.

Ke Meng didn't answer her immediately.When she first came into contact with relationships, she was still an ignorant child, and she would only blushed and shouted excitedly that I was willing. Now that she has experienced twists and turns, she has learned some things even if she doesn't want to-such as looking forward and backward.

"I have a place I want to show you." Ke Meng stood up, "Come with me."

They took the bus, and when they got off, Ke Meng walked towards the opposite side of the road non-stop. Chen Hui held her back with a very puzzled expression: "Isn't that the hospital where your father lives?"

"It's right here," Ke Meng signaled her to follow, and continued to walk forward, "It's up there."

The baby room is at the end of the second floor of the hospital. There is a young couple standing outside the glass window. Their foreheads are pressed against the window, and their eyes are wide open for fear of missing any subtle expressions of the baby. The baby inside does not know what to do. The smile widens unconsciously, full of maternal love.

Ke Meng deliberately kept a distance from them, staring at the expression on the mother's face for a long time, slightly lost in thought.

Chen Hui didn't bother her. Ke Meng looked very fragile at this time, as if she would cry in the next second, although Ke Meng didn't have any expression on her face.

"Actually, my father used to be a dancer. He often went out to perform and even acted in dramas."

Chen Hui was stunned, too surprised to speak.In an instant, several thoughts popped up one after another, making her not know how to speak.

Ke Meng continued: "I like to come here to see the smiles of mothers when they face their newborn children. Every time I think, ah, it turns out that my mother used this kind of nostalgia and love before she passed away. look at me..."

Chen Hui's chest rose and fell slightly, she was almost out of breath, and interrupted her: "Stop talking..."

"It's okay." Ke Meng shook her head. Most of the past was accompanied by unwillingness, but she had already learned to accept the reality in the following ten years of growth. "Once my father went to perform in another place, and it happened to be his birthday but he didn't remember it. At that time, my mother was nearly eight months pregnant, and secretly took a plane with a gift to see my father's performance, but unexpectedly, she suffered a haemorrhage and gave birth prematurely, and she was not sent to the hospital in time."

"When my father received the news and rushed there, he only saw my mother's stiff body. Since then, my father has been unable to recover. He thinks it's all his fault. If he can turn down that job and stay at home, then nothing will happen to my mother. Later, my father became addicted to drugs, he was heavily in debt, and his legs were broken by the debt collectors, and after a year, he successfully quit the drug addiction."

Ke Meng summed it up quite concisely, but Chen Hui was terrified to hear it, especially the last sentence, which contained too much information, which made her unable to recover for a long time.

She hugged Ke Meng with trembling fingers, as if she wanted to embed Ke Meng into her body with great force.

Her shoulder hurt a little from being strangled, Ke Meng didn't say anything, and let the other party hold her, and after a while she pushed her away slightly: "You don't have to sympathize with me, it's all over."

Chen Hui paused, let go of her arms, turned her back and quickly wiped her eyes, then turned back as if nothing had happened.

Ke Meng looked away, Chen Hui's reaction made her a little uncomfortable.In fact, she was not as sad as Chen Hui imagined. When she was young, she often hid in bed and cried. Later, when she grew up, she knew that instead of wasting time crying, it is better to memorize notes a few times.

"The dean's mother was once rescued by my father. By chance, the dean's mother had a seizure and fell down on the street while walking. My father happened to pass by on the way back from the performance, and immediately sent her to the hospital."

"I have seen with my own eyes how painful my father's life is after losing his legs. He has always taught me to study hard in order to succeed in the future. Of course, he also has a philistine side. What I can grasp is limited, so when my father brought a gift to help me get When I got the position of a class representative, on the one hand, I felt ashamed and ashamed of this method, and on the other hand, I was afraid of rejecting what my father had exchanged for his face."

Speaking of this, Ke Meng closed her eyes: "At least you said something about me before. I am indeed a person with a strong vanity. It is difficult to give up after tasting the sweetness. The matter of the bursary is actually not my The main reason for my anger, what I really care about is your attitude of looking down on me."

"So that's what you've been caring about?" The differences in Chen Hui's eyes were about to overflow.

She wrinkled her nose, and rarely showed|showed a guilty expression: "Actually, I turned over old scores again and again and didn't really want to talk about old things. At most, it can only be called venting anger. In fact, what I really care about is not that..."

This answer was so unexpected that Ke Meng was really stunned: "Then what do you care about..."

"I mind..." It's a bit embarrassing to say that idea, but it's rare to meet a good opportunity to be honest with each other, Chen Hui goes all out, "You always draw a line with me and don't want to accept my help. I I tried to create a safe harbor for you, but you didn't even bother to look at it."

After a long time, it turned out that they were struggling on different points. Ke Meng was a little speechless, and it took a long time to find her own voice: "...I am used to being independent, and I am not used to being protected everywhere, and..."

When she said this, her voice suddenly dropped, recalling her little thoughts in the past, she couldn't help being a little shy: "And I wanted to become stronger quickly, so that I would have enough strength to protect you."

The window on one side of the corridor was open, and the crosswind blew up the broken hair on their foreheads. The strands of hair swaying back and forth were small but tough, just like Ke Meng who was standing against the light at this time. She looked short and weak. The shell is harder than reinforced concrete, but once you open the shell, you will find that there is a sincere and soft heart beating inside.

Maybe she should think in a different direction. If Ke Meng wants to be a free-flying eagle, then she will be a cloud that stretches for thousands of miles, quietly opening up a world for Ke Meng.

Chen Hui narrowed her eyes, held Ke Meng's hand calmly, and said with a smile: "Well, it turns out that we misunderstood each other. Now that the knot has been resolved, we are still good friends at least."

This speed is just right, progress has been made without being abrupt, and the atmosphere is just right. Looking at the gentle smile in front of Ke Meng, a sense of turning the clouds into the sun surged in her heart: "Okay."

----

Life seems to have returned to the mode before the confession, eating together after class, staying in school to do homework together, and occasionally taking a walk around the campus together.

Where does it seem to be different, Ke Meng can't tell.

Soon she didn't have time to delve into it, because her father was about to have his last operation, and before that she got a call from an unknown number.

On the other end of the phone was a mature middle-aged female voice: "Hello, is this Ke Meng? I'm Chen Hui's mother."