Chapter 29: Idle Worries

  What's the most painful thing in the world? It's not standing in front of you and you don't know I love you, but it's having your phone number and not having a reason to call.

  Xiang Hong's calm heart was suddenly messed up by this phone number, and she felt confused and disorganized.

  Song Shuwei was resting in the evening when he opened his phone and naturally saw Qin Luoshui's text message. He stared at those few words: Your woman, Sang Hong!

  This kid, really thinks things through! He smiled secretly.

  But deep down, with the name "Sang Hong" preceded by the words "your woman", a sweet and indescribable feeling welled up.

  The moment he saw the girl, he had a strong desire to get close to her. He simply wanted to talk to her or sit with her for a while, not for any particular reason, but just because of that subtle psychological feeling, like the sensitive response of a negative pole to a positive pole in electromagnetism, which made him not want to let go of her.

  This feeling had not been experienced by him for over a decade.

  But the place where they met was too awkward to say, he opened the door that night just because he was worried about her, really not intentionally like that, but she just rushed up and hugged him, everything went out of control.

  Alas, this girl is too much, the word "generation gap" suddenly appeared in his mind.

  He somewhat uncomfortably erased the word from his mind.

  Now that things have come to this pass, what we need to do next is to use every means possible to overcome this difficulty and keep that scoundrel in a legitimate manner.

  Of course, apart from morality, in his heart of hearts, he felt that this girl was born just for him, to the extent that she could drive him crazy and block out his rational thinking.

  He is about to turn thirty, and I don't know if this feeling can be encountered again in this life.

  Thinking like this, that little bit of nostalgia and attachment grew wildly like a weed. Such an innocent and beautiful person, just looking at him made his heart feel full and content.

  Unfortunately, I left in a hurry that day and didn't leave her any words, I suppose this girl will be very sad.

  He carefully entered her number and saved it, suddenly wanting to hear her voice.

  Just about to dial——

  I raised my wrist to look at the time and it was already late at night.

  Could only sigh, gave up the idea of making a call, and opened the phone to find the photo album, clicked on it, and there was a picture - on which Shang Hong was leaning against him, fast asleep.

  Those long eyelashes are clear and countable, the slightly pouting small mouth is coquettish to an unbearable degree, those small red heart-shaped fingernails on the little paw, resting on his chest muscles, are so delicate that they make him drool...

  Damn it, just looking at this can get him hard!

  Song Shuwei was stunned, and immediately threw away his phone and lay down, sighing and tossing about for a long time. For the first time, he felt that the empty space beside him was unbearable.

  Cough - this woman really can't think about it, thinking about it is actually unbearable.

  Song Shuyu made up his mind and decided to call her when he had time, after the rehearsal ended, he would go to school to find her, some things were better said face-to-face.

  ……

  Xiang Hong couldn't bear to turn off her phone every night, afraid of missing Song Shuyu's call. However, except for Qin Luoshui occasionally sending her a greeting, her phone was completely silent.

  The more she thought about it, the angrier Fang Hong became.

  To avoid herself from making that call first, she had no choice but to turn off her phone and throw it into the deepest part of her drawer.

  During this time, Shang Hongxian's silence became more and more profound, but she devoted herself to her work even more. Only when she was exhausted could she fall asleep, but on that day, all sorts of strange fantasies haunted her, even in her dreams.

  The first person to notice her abnormality was the manager in charge of scheduling employee vacations at the fitness center. She found the boss and said:

  "San Hong this girl looks strange, these days working hard all the time, one customer said that when she was doing yoga with him yesterday, she actually dozed off and didn't even call her, she just sat on the yoga mat and fell asleep; everyone knows how enthusiastic this girl is about work, but if it goes on like this, the consequences will be worrying."

  Then Qin Luoshui's aunt was worried that Sang Hong was worried about taking the college entrance examination and the pressure was too great, so she specially found her to talk, comforted her for a while, and gave her a few days off.

  Then came the interview notice, and in just a few days, the admission notice arrived, and Xiang Hong's mood finally improved.

  When school was about to start, Qin Luoshui went to find her again and played two rounds of flower sword with her. As soon as they met, she complained that she didn't turn on the computer, and Sang Hong smiled bitterly and pushed it away, saying that her phone had run out of power.

  He didn't say anything else, just handed her a bank card and said he had no time to see her off, nor did he know what gift to give her, so he simply let her buy it herself.

  Xiang Hong reluctantly accepted the thanks and couldn't muster up any interest.

  Qin Luoshui sighed inwardly, wondering if this little woman had also developed the thoughts that a little woman should have. But as soon as he thought about it, he felt extremely disappointed that these thoughts had nothing to do with him.

  Good grief - Song Shuyu is really a waste of heaven's gift, such an interesting little woman doesn't know how to coax, and immediately thinks that the more he delays, the harder it will be for him to win her back, and can't help but feel better.

  These two excellent men and women are together, and their future days will be wonderful!

  Her lips were very concerned, and she raised her hand to mess up her short hair: "Sang Hong, if you feel lonely there, my nephew is also studying there. If not, I'll make a call and let him take some time off to accompany you?"

  Xiang Hong raised her hand and opened his paw, saying with a smile: "Don't touch my head, you little nephew? You won't behave like him, will you? Or else don't make trouble for me."

  ……

  Sang's mom can also go downstairs now, and she is even as happy as a kid, accompanying Sang Hong to stroll around the street, entering shops, thinking that this looks good and that looks good too, wanting to buy everything for her daughter.

  Xiang Hong smiled and told her that in college, even clothes were distributed, so there was no need to waste these clothes.

  She immediately picked up a set of white dresses with great regret and reluctantly compared them to Sang Hong's body.

  "Little girl, you're at the perfect age to dress up, but your mom didn't have a chance to buy clothes for you before. Now that we have the chance, you don't even want to wear them! I've imagined so many times taking you shopping for dresses. Look in the mirror, this one looks like it was made just for you. Let's get one and try it on?"

  Looking at the radiant complexion of her mother's face, Xiang Hong's eyes pitifully sought help from her father. Her father, with a strong sense of justice, stood firmly on his wife's side and handed her the skirt: "Your mom picked it out for you, just let her have her way."

  This is really the first time she has gone shopping with her mother since she was a child, thinking that they won't see each other again until next year, and can't help but feel a sour heart.

  She was too weak to refuse, so she took the white dress her mother had chosen and went to change.

  She scrutinized herself in the mirror, her slightly translucent skin complemented by this pristine white dress, like a pure and fragrant white flower, her short hair had grown a bit longer.

  Her mother looked her up and down, then suddenly walked over and took the thin rubber band off her arm, without saying a word, she tied two ugly little pigtails for her.