I'm jealous, but I don't say

After Shen Song left, the huge living room returned to silence.

Xu Huan walked to the window, looking through the dark night, as if looking at an unreachable place.

"Hongcheng, I saw your son today." Like an old friend whispering, he whispered: "He is outstanding in appearance and very talented in music. "Yellow River Piano Concerto", you are in the Golden/color/Hall of Vienna You taught him the song that became famous in World War I, right?"

"In an ordinary classroom, there is not even an orchestra, but his demeanor when playing is not inferior to you back then." He said with emotion: "Hongcheng, he is really similar to you when you were young, but he is comparable to you." You are calmer."

Back then, you were so high-spirited and proud.

but now……

Thinking of the past, his tone couldn't help but become a little low, "After so many years, your so-called persistence has hurt so many people and yourself, is it worth it? Now, have you ever regretted it?"

Suddenly, his mobile phone on the coffee table rang, and the buzzing sound broke his melancholy.

The caller is Shen Hongying.

Xu Huan frowned, hesitated for a few seconds, and then answered the phone. He said in a bad tone, "Second Miss Shen, you are a busy person, and you have time to call me, a small person."

In fact, Shen Hongcheng and his second sister had a very good relationship since childhood.For this reason, he had also been friends with her for a while.

Until he saw her instigate other girls to bully/bully classmates outside the school with a fierce look, and everyone didn't believe the facts he saw with their own eyes, and firmly believed that she was a good student who was innocent and kind to others, and he had feelings for her. another view.

Now, decades later, this matter has become an unspoken secret between him and her.

Therefore, Shen Hongying was not surprised by his rudeness, and said with a fake smile: "After all, you and my brother have been friends for many years. Now that my nephew is going to see you, I, as an aunt, naturally have to make a phone call." Take care."

Inexplicably, Xu Huan felt that the "care" in her mouth sounded a little creepy, and refused politely: "Since you still remember that Hongcheng and I are good friends, I don't need you, an outsider, to worry about how I treat his son."

"Just treat it as my meddling. I called to tell you that no matter what Shen Song asks, you just agree to him. I will help him with the Shen family." Not only did Shen Hongying have nothing at all It means to be angry, but also very understanding.

She paused, and her tone suddenly became a little low: "Back then, I couldn't do anything about my brother. I could only watch him step by step become what he is now. Now, when it comes to his son, I naturally cannot let the tragedy go. Repeating it can be regarded as my little compensation for him."

Xu Huan was silent. He couldn't see Shen Hongying clearly, and he didn't know whether she should believe her words, so he simply and rudely said, "You can do whatever you like about your Shen family's affairs, and it has nothing to do with me." He hung up the phone hastily.

Coming out of the art building, Shen Song went to the library and stayed until ten o'clock in the evening before returning to Shen's compound by bicycle.

At this time, the old lady was already asleep, so he didn't have to go to say hello, and went back to his room directly.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a note on the table.

He walked over to pick it up and saw that there were a few large characters crookedly written on it:

You should not come back!

The dark red color seems to be written with human blood, and there are bloody tears flowing down where the pen is written until it dries up.

At night, it looks very scary.

It's a pity that Shen Song believes in science and doesn't believe in playing tricks.

He reached out and wiped the bright red writing, rubbed it with the pads of his index finger and thumb twice, and then put it under his nose to smell it.

There is no rusty smell of blood, but a faint fragrance.

It is fine cinnabar.

He squeezed the note out of the room, stood in the corridor on the third floor and looked down.

Sure enough, there were people downstairs.

Behind the huge landscape screen, a girl in white clothes sitting in a wheelchair, her black shawl and long hair was scattered casually, almost covering half of her thin body, the faint night light glowed dimly, silently It enveloped her like a ghost walking in the dark.

But at this moment, she was staring straight at Shen Song with those big round eyes.

That scene made people feel creepy.

However, Shen Song was still very calm, he didn't mean to be frightened at all, and even met her gaze.

Looking at each other, Shen Xi turned the direction without saying a word, and drove the wheelchair back to the room.

Shen Song didn't chase after her to ask for clarification, but quietly watched her disappear at the end of her vision.

Apparently, she wanted to drive him away.

Moreover, he did not intend to tell him the reason.

He has always been very patient, not to mention he still has his own things to do, and he doesn't have the time to play with her.

When she wants to say it herself, she will naturally say it.

Thinking of this, Shen Song returned to the room, put the "threat" in the drawer, and went to wash up.

However, from that day on, every night he received an almost identical threatening letter with "You shouldn't come back!" written in "blood".

Just like collecting stamps, Shen Song neatly received all the threatening letters in the drawer.

Shen Song's life is very simple, except for eating and resting, classrooms, libraries, and laboratories are almost everything.

And during the 10-minute break after the morning reading, he didn't plan to catch up on sleep in the classroom, and went to the rooftop with a book in his pocket.

Seeing this scene, Gao Pengyu said proudly: "Brother Hao, that kid must be scared. We have been walking around after seeing him for the past two days."

"He thought it was over if he walked around?" Jiang Hao said with a ferocious expression, "I have never suffered from anyone since I grew up. The time he plotted against me, if I don't get back my position, I won't do it." Surnamed Jiang."

Gao Pengyu came to his senses immediately, "Brother Hao, what should we do next?"

Before Jiang Hao could speak, Gao Pengyu suddenly sighed, "It's just that he always stays with Gu Chengye, and it's not easy for us to do anything."

Hearing this, Jiang Hao casually rolled up a book and tapped it on his head, "I don't believe that the two of them can stay together 24 hours a day. Let Cheng Fei and the others keep a close eye on me, and I'm not afraid that there will be no chance to strike. "

Gao Pengyu scratched his head, his eyes lit up, "Brother Hao is wise, I'll go right away."

"Come back!" Jiang Hao called to him, and smiled sinisterly, "Give me his schoolbag and throw it through the window first."

On the rooftop, Shen Song lazily leaned back on the chair, covered his face with an open book, melted into the bright morning light, and dozed openly.

Gu Chengye, who was facing the vast world and blowing the wind, turned around at some point, propped his elbows on the wall, leaned his back against the wall, a pair of long legs overlapped randomly, and his gaze involuntarily fell on the person who was resting not far away On his body, there was a faint smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

As class time approached, he got up and walked towards Shen Song, raised his foot and lightly kicked the leg of the chair, and teased him, "Don't study, are you lazy?"

Shen Song suddenly sat up, accurately caught the falling book, and smiled rebelliously, "Who told you that you have to read if you have a book? It's just right to block the sun."

Gu Chengye, who has always been eloquent, just refuted without pain: "False reason."

"Let's go, go to class." Shen Song took the lead to walk towards the classroom.

As soon as he entered the classroom door, he immediately noticed that the atmosphere was not right.

Jiang Hao and Gao Pengyu in the last row were sitting on their chairs idly and looking at him provocatively.

Xia Qing in the front row covered her face with her palms and winked at him in fear.

The eyes of other students are more sympathetic.