she really hates

The rain gradually became heavier, and the continuous rain meandered through the car windows.

This damn weather is back to winter.

Meng Xi got out of the car and felt a chill, and sent a message to Song Zhiyi, reminding her to close the window and be careful not to catch a cold.I haven't received a reply for a long time, it is estimated that she fell asleep.

Not surprising.Originally, Meng Xi found someone in the middle of the night. He went home and came to the hospital again, and it was already early in the morning.Song Zhiyi was only worried if she hadn't slept yet.

She called to ask about Han Yuming's situation, and when she knew he was out of danger, she didn't bother him much. She stayed overnight in a nearby hotel, and went to visit the doctor with breakfast the next day.

Han Yuming just had an operation last night, and today he stubbornly operated the phone with one hand, and was alive and kicking in the game.

Seeing that he would rather die than break the contract, Meng Xi was speechless and relieved.

It's not just that he is worried about him as a friend - after all, Han Yuming and Song Zhiyi are both implicated by the Meng family.

The Han family received the news yesterday, but Mrs. Han and Mrs. Meng were out to play together, and Father Han hadn't come back from a business trip. The matter was resolved by sending an assistant. It's almost time for someone to come today.

Meng Xi was still thinking about how to explain to them...but before the Han family, Meng Zhao came first.

In the ward, Han Yuming was doing an examination. There were a bunch of doctors and nurses pushing some equipment.Meng Xi didn't make trouble inside, but escaped and sat in the long row of seats outside the ward.

She had been busy all night, and only slept for two or three hours in the early morning, and her face was tired with naked eyes.

Meng Zhao came over wearing a suit jacket, glanced at her, and threw down a business card.

"The condition is so bad. It just so happens that I just met a doctor. If I have nothing to do, I will go see it."

Meng Xi looked at it, psychiatry.

"...You are the one who is sick, Meng Zhao." She was annoyed, but she still didn't reply on the spot, "What is the reason for my poor condition? Isn't it all because of you?"

But she thought of another thing, so she didn't throw away the business card, and stuffed it casually.

It was rare for Meng Zhao not to quarrel with her.

After all, this matter is really her responsibility - she knew that Tao Fei was a dangerous person, but she still plotted against him, and let Meng Xi take the blame.

"How is Han Yuming?"

"It's not a big problem." Meng Xi said, "But you have to cede the land and pay compensation, right?"

"It's all trivial. You don't need to worry about it. I will take care of the Han family and Tao Fei."

"The Han family is up to you." Since she took over, Meng Xi didn't bother to get involved, "But Tao Fei, I won't let it go easily."

Meng Zhao expected this answer and didn't say much.After she met Han Yuming, she didn't stay for long, and left like the wind.

Meng Xi stayed on the bed for a while.

But Han Yuming is not a child who needs to be taken care of. Seeing her uneasy look, he thought for a while and asked, "Where is Song Zhiyi, are you okay?"

Meng Xi said: "There is no danger, let's rest at home."

"Tsk tsk." Han Yuming shook his head, and still had the energy to joke with her, "Meng Xi, you are too ruthless to leave your girlfriend who just escaped from danger alone at home."

"You are so poor. You are so hurt that I don't even take a look? Are you still a person?"

"Okay, have you finished reading it now? I'm such an awesome person, can I have something to do casually? Let's go, let's go, if you don't go, go online and start a fight with me."

Of course Meng Xi knew that Han Yuming was concerned about her.

She was also worried about Song Zhiyi.

It is true that Song Zhiyi's temperament is not weak, and no one needs to worry about it all the time.But as a girlfriend, it is indeed a dereliction of duty to not be by her side at such a time.So as soon as Han Yuming chased her away, she took advantage of the trend and left.

But before leaving the hospital, she received a call from Su Yuan.

"Hello? Meng Xi?"

Su Yuan seemed to be outside.

Meng Xi heard the bustling people talking and the boarding announcement broadcast in English, and immediately realized: "Are you at the airport?"

There was a slight smile in Su Yuan's voice: "Yes, today's flight. Let me know before boarding, and I should be there in the afternoon."

By the way, there is such a thing.

Meng Xi recalled that Su Yuan said not long ago that he would return to China in these two days.She said at that time to pick up the plane - Xiao Zhu reminded her of this itinerary yesterday.

But there have been too many things recently, and this incident happened again last night, Meng Xi even left the emergency work behind, how could he remember this incident.

"...Okay, tell me you're safe when you arrive," Meng Xi said apologetically, "I'll find someone to pick you up. Sorry, I've been a little busy these two days. I'll give you a good reception after you settle down."

Meng Xi felt a little guilty.

Su Yuan is a student sponsored by the Meng family.Meng Xi knew the situation in her family, her parents were gone, and she didn't have any relatives—even if she had before, Su Yuan hadn't contacted her for so many years abroad, and the relationship had faded.

The closest person to her is probably Meng Xi, a friend.After returning to his hometown after so many years, Meng Xi agreed to pick up the plane and then temporarily regretted it, which is really unreasonable.

Can Meng Xi leave Song Zhiyi alone at home all night?Nor can she.

"So busy? Let's meet again next time."

Su Yuan was a little surprised, but understood.

Meng Xi was even more upset.

After finishing the call, Meng Xi looked at WeChat. Song Zhiyi hadn't replied to the message she sent early in the morning.

It's almost nine o'clock now, Meng Xi still made a phone call after thinking about it.

Song Zhiyi quickly picked it up.

"...Meng Xi?"

Her voice was hoarse from sleep.It's rare to meet her sleeping late, so it can be seen that yesterday's incident has really affected her a lot.

Meng Xi couldn't help but her voice became much gentler: "I'll be right back, what do you want for breakfast? I'll bring it to you."

"..."

Song Zhiyi was silent for a moment, and she heard everything over there. She probably sat up to wake up. After a while, she said, "Su Yuan came back today, didn't you agree to pick up the plane?"

Meng Xi didn't expect that she would remember this, and was caught off guard when asked, coughed lightly and said, "She must be tired after flying for a day, I'd better not bother you in two days, so that people don't think I'm annoying."

How could this kind of excuse fool Song Zhiyi.

"...Is it because of me? You don't have to worry about me, Meng Xi." Song Zhiyi said softly, "I'm fine, I didn't even suffer a little injury. By the way, is Han Yuming okay?"

"He is very good. Now when you open the game, you can see him fighting passionately with his teammates online."

Meng Xi wanted to just bring Su Yuan's matter to the past, deliberately making trouble for no reason, "Why do you care about him so much?"

Song Zhiyi paused: "Meng Xi..."

"……OK OK."

Meng Xi heard the advice in her tone, and said helplessly, "I just think I should accompany you. Don't you want me to go home? Girlfriend, your thinking is very dangerous."

Song Zhiyi said softly, "I know what you mean...but I don't want you to be alienated from my friends because of me."

I also know your "heart".

Meng Xi said in her heart.

But if this can make her feel at ease... Meng Xi sighed in defeat: "I will pick her up, you have to rest at home and wait for me to go back, okay?"

"it is good."

Song Zhiyi responded, but finally added hesitantly: "...Come back early."

Meng Xi smiled: "I will."

They ended the call.

Song Zhiyi put down the phone, no longer suppressed the itch in her throat, and coughed.

She only saw the news about Meng Xi yesterday, but unfortunately it was too late, the cold wind blew all night, and now she just got out of bed, feeling top-heavy and dizzy for a while.

With her hot cheeks on her face, Song Zhiyi went to the living room to look through the medicine cabinet.

...Take the medicine and rest for a while, and you should be fine.

On the other hand, Meng Xi finished his business on the way to the airport, and spent the rest of the time taking a nap in the car before recovering from the lack of energy caused by staying up late.

Su Yuan pushed the wheelchair out of the airport passage, and was a little surprised to see her: "Didn't you say you were very busy?"

"I'll come to pick you up if I can spare time. It's been a long time."

It's really been a long time.Although video can be seen, it is always different from face-to-face.The last time Meng Xi visited her abroad was in the first half of last year.

Su Yuan has not fully passed the rehabilitation period, and now she still needs a wheelchair. The light yellow dress hangs down to her ankles, and a beige thin coat is draped over her legs.

Just by looking at her appearance, she is actually very similar to Song Zhiyi in temperament - this is Meng Xi's problem.She has been playing with boys since she was a child, her personality is not as slender as most girls, but she likes to make friends with gentle and pure girls.

However, Su Yuan and Song Zhiyi have slightly similar temperaments, and they can be said to be two completely different people inside.

Su Yuan got into the car.

Meng Xi asked Xiao Zhu to fold up her wheelchair and put it in the trunk, then got into the car and asked her, "Still living in the old place?"

Su Yuan smiled: "Do you still remember where?"

"Of course I remember. It's just across the street from the school. But it hasn't been lived in for many years. Did you hire a housekeeper?"

"The house ages quickly if it is vacant. I have been renting it out. I also hired someone to clean it before I came back. There should be no problem."

"That's fine."

Su Yuan smiled and said: "Speaking of school, do you still remember the street in front of the school? We used to go there often, and I don't know what's going on there now."

This "before" was when Su Yuan's leg was not injured.Meng Xi said: "If you want to know, go and have a look, it's not far away."

"convenient?"

"What's the inconvenience?" Meng Xi told the driver to turn around, "It's been a long time, so you're being polite to me."

Su Yuan smiled: "It's my fault."

Their car stopped near that street, and Su Yuan got out of the car directly without giving them a wheelchair.

She has no problem walking for a short time now, but it is a little strenuous.Wanting to hold Meng Xi's hand, Meng Xi subconsciously avoided it.

The two were startled at the same time.

...the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Meng Xi recovered and explained with a headache: "Sorry, I overreacted... You know I have a girlfriend now."

After she dated Song Zhiyi, in order to avoid some misunderstandings, she always kept a distance from the same sex, and it became a habit.

Su Yuan came to her senses: "...It's okay, I understand."

Fortunately, the destination is not far away.

Su Yuan didn't reach out her hand again. When she walked to that street, she looked around at the familiar street scene, "Nothing has changed here..."

"is it?"

In fact, Meng Xi doesn't quite remember what it was like here at the beginning.

At this time, the school had started for a while, but it was not over yet, and there were very few people on the street.

Meng Xi walked and watched with Su Yuan, there was nothing special on the street, most of them were snack bars, stationery and grocery stores.There are stalls at the entrance of some shops, with shiny trinkets and colorful braided ropes hanging on them.

It was popular when Meng Xi was in school, but he didn't expect it to be popular now.

Su Yuan walked beside her.

Although both of them had faded away from their youthful and childish appearance back then, Meng Xi really felt a little nostalgic for walking side by side with familiar people and deja vu scenery.

At that time, Su Yuan was fine, they would often hang out here together, and sometimes Han Yuming would squeeze in, and after reconciling with Song Zhiyi...

"The store is still open."

Su Yuan suddenly interrupted Meng Xi's reminiscence, with a surprised tone of nostalgia, "We used to come here often, Meng Xi, do you remember?"

Meng Xi came back to his senses: "Oh, this house..."

They stopped at the door of a sugar shop.

The signboard is "Anxin Tangshui Shop", but the decoration of the store is more western-style. The store mainly sells Chinese pastries, but the best sellers are all kinds of milk tea...

Of course Meng Xi remembered this place.

She used to come here to do homework together, and it was more common to play games outside the homeworkers to sharpen their spirits.

At that time, this store was the hottest on the street, especially popular with young couples who fell in love with each other—not only because of its high quality and low price, fresh decoration, but most importantly, it had a particularly large wish wall.

In the few years when the Internet was not so developed and there were all kinds of space walls everywhere, most people who came here would write a post-it note and stick it on the wish wall in the store. The light pink foam board is full of boys and girls stars. A little mind.

Meng Xi is not interested in this.

She mainly came with others, anyway, with the handheld, it doesn't matter where she stays.

This "others" includes Song Zhiyi.

Meng Xi unexpectedly remembered the summer more than six years ago, she was sitting on the side of the two-person seat with a milk tea straw in her mouth, concentrating on breaking through the barrier; while Song Zhiyi was slowly doing her homework opposite her.

The pen tip makes a rustling sound on the paper, like a soothing wind blowing through the fresh green branches.

It wasn't until Meng Xi's game character died accidentally and raised his eyes inadvertently that he saw Song Zhiyi writing on a post-it note.

What did you write?

At that time, no matter how much Meng Xi tried to coerce and cheat, Song Zhiyi refused to show her.

The black-haired girl in a white skirt hid the note in her palm, and covered her smiling face with a book, revealing only her crooked eyes, amber-like pupils reflecting the bright sunshine of early summer.

"It's a secret," she said.

In the end, Meng Xi also failed to find out what the secret was.

……

It's deadly.

After several years, Meng Xi suddenly remembered this matter and became even more curious.I don't know if I ask Song Zhiyi now if she still remembers.

It happened that Su Yuan was also tired from walking, so the two pushed the door open and went in.There is no one in the store now, and the wrinkled boss greeted him: "Little girl, what do you want?"

Meng Xi casually ordered a cup of milk tea.

Su Yuan smiled and said, "I'm the same as her... Boss, you have opened this shop for more than ten years, right?"

"No, it will be the fifteenth anniversary in a few months." The boss said cheerfully, "I see that you two look familiar, and you used to be students here, right?"

"That's right. I haven't been back for many years, thanks to your memory."

They were chatting, the boss saw that Meng Xi was always looking at the wall of wishes, and smiled: "Little girl, if you look for what you wrote before, you can't find it anymore. I don't know how many times it has been changed."

"What about the old ones?" Meng Xi had expected it, but he was not disappointed. He speculated reasonably, "Throw them all away?"

"Then how can it be?" said the boss, "I rented a warehouse for storage, and I can have several boxes every year. There are also people who come back to look for things written in those years. If you can find them, I will let them They took it home as a souvenir."

Su Yuan was surprised when he heard the words: "There are also those from six or seven years ago?"

The boss said: "There are everything from ten years ago."

Su Yuan looked at Meng Xi: "Should I look for it? But you don't seem to write very much."

Meng Xi said, "You have to post it eight out of ten times."

It's all trivial things, such as wishing for the dishes in the canteen tomorrow, hoping that the stationery store will produce good-looking erasers... Meng Xi admires her for having so many wishes.

Meng Xi was originally not interested in doing this, but by such a coincidence, it reminded her of the past before she entered the door, and she was scratching her heart to know what Song Zhiyi wrote.

So they got the milk tea and followed the boss to the warehouse.

Indeed, as the boss said, he collected all the old sticky notes and divided them into boxes by year and month, which made it easier to find them.

But after all, it was something from six or seven years ago, and there are still a lot of sticky notes. If you really want to find one, it can be said to be a needle in a haystack.

Fortunately, both of them were patient and turned over one by one.

Su Yuan quickly found what she had written, and read it out slowly: "May tomorrow's sweet and sour pork ribs won't be so sour..." She couldn't help laughing, and then put it back.

Meng Xi was surprised: "Don't you take it away?"

Su Yuan said: "What I'm looking for is not this one."

She dug out several more one after another, but none of them were what she wanted.

It was Meng Xi who found it first.

It was a thin heart-shaped post-it note, and as time went by, whether it was the light pink attached to the paper or the marks left by the black pen, it was slightly faded.

Song Zhiyi's characters are like his own, and his appearance looks elegant and graceful, but there is a bit of rebelliousness in his bones, hidden in the sharp edges.

But the two characters written on it are different. It seems that the mind was too gentle when writing, and even the corners became soft and lingering.

What did you write?

Song Zhiyi actually didn't write anything, and it seemed like he wrote everything—the two words were very simple, it was "Meng Xi".

is her name.

Meng Xi pinched this flimsy post-it note that carried the secret thoughts of time, a little bit want to laugh, but also a little unspeakably moved.

She thought - did Song Zhiyi like her at such an early age?

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