After what happened that day, Gao Zhiyuan no longer appeared in front of Song Zhaoning.
I heard that I have transferred to another school.
I also heard that I decided to transfer to another school after being beaten. The beating was so miserable.
These were all told by Qiao Lele, the little gossip queen, to Song Zhaoning.
Her eyes kept glancing back, and she seemed to know who did it.
She just said it casually, but she didn’t expect that Nan Jingyuan would actually do it. He was really so unbehaved.
He glared at Nan Jingyuan angrily, but in the end he was not really angry.
**
"Zhao Zhao, I am going to see Wang Hu this afternoon. Can you go back by yourself? His mother is sick, quite serious."
Nan Jingyuan told Song Zhaoning right after class, feeling a little nervous.
"You go ahead, or I will go with you to see his mother."
Originally, he thought Song Zhaoning was angry, but now Nan Jingyuan felt relieved, with the tenderness in his eyes It's so thick that it can't be melted away.
"Just go home and Zhao Yutang comes with me."
In the classroom, Nan Jingyuan did not dare to be too presumptuous and could only watch with stern eyes. Song Zhaoning.
This look made the girl feel a little embarrassed. She pushed Nan Jingyuan and stopped looking at him.
Left in a hurry.
Only when facing Song Zhaoning, Nan Jingyuan's mood fluctuates. At other times, he seems to be an emotionless person.
**
"Which floor does Aunt Wen live on?"
"610, sixth floor"
Nan Jingyuan took Zhao Yutang Came to the hospital.
In the ward,
"Mom, please eat something more."
Wang Hu held the bowl and wanted Zhao Jingwen to eat more, but he always ate not much.
Leaning on the hospital bed was a well-maintained middle-aged woman with a somewhat frail air.
"Put it down, I can't eat it."
Zhao Jingwen suffered from the disease due to long-term hard work. Wang Hu's father died early in these years, and he did a lot to raise Wang Hu. I can't bear the pain anymore at work and am now sick.
Wang Hu had no choice but to put down the bowl.
"Xiaohu, it will cost a lot of money to go to the hospital. Mom is fine. It's all an old problem. Ahem, cough, cough..."
Their family was originally She has been living a difficult life, and now she has to be hospitalized, and her family doesn't have that much money for her treatment.
After saying that, he covered his mouth and coughed a few times, his whole body shaking from the coughing.
Wang Hu felt distressed under his glasses. He stood up and patted Zhao Jingwen's back.
"The rich, the rich."
These words are reflected in Zhao Jingwen'sIt was her son comforting her in her ears.
Doesn’t she know if the family has money?
She has no regrets in this life, except that she has suffered a lot for her son. If she leaves, how miserable will Xiaohu’s life be in the future.
"叩叩"
After opening the door, they saw Zhao Yutang and Nan Jingyuan holding fruits.
"How is Aunt Wen?"
Nan Jingyuan handed the fruit to Wang Hu and said as he walked inside.
"It's still the same."
He didn't want to say anything more, just that it was still the same.
Nan Jingyuan reached out and patted Wang Hu on the shoulder without saying anything else.
When they entered, Zhao Yutang had already jumped in and talked to Zhao Jingwen.
After talking to Zhao Jingwen for a few words, Nan Jingyuan made an excuse and asked Wang Hu to go out with him.
"Do you know why I asked you to come out?"
Nan Jingyuan stood in the stairwell, his eyes lowered, playing with his mobile phone in his hand.
"I don't know."
"Why did you betray me? Is there something you can't tell me?"
His brows were calm and his eyes were deep. There was no emotion at all, just a calmness as usual.
"Brother Nan, what are you talking about? It's nothing."
The eyes under the glasses were panicked for a moment, and he soon realized that he might be blowing himself up, pretending A nonchalant look.
Nan Jingyuan took out a cigarette from his pocket and held it in his mouth. Because he was a girl, he did not light it and just held it in his mouth.
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He sneered, not sure whether he was laughing at himself or Wang Hu.
"You think I have no evidence?"
As he said that, he handed him the video on his phone and let him see it.
The moment he saw the video, Wang Hu knew that he was finished. He was the one who betrayed Nan Jingyuan.
After closing his eyes, he opened them again with determination in his eyes.
"Now that you know everything, I'll leave it to you. I have one condition: I have to take care of my mother."
"Ha! You are so sure that I won't Kill you?"
Wang Hu's expression was calm, without any fear.
"You can't."
Seeing this scene, Nan Jingyuan stood on the stairs without looking at Wang Hu. He sneered and kicked Wang Hu down the moment he turned around. up the stairs.
He turned around and left without saying a word. After sending a message to Zhao Yutang, he went home first.
He never thought that his good brother who had been with him for so many years would betray him so lightly.
He is in a depressed mood now. No one in this world will love him, but now that he has Song Zhaoning, he just wants to see her now.
**
It was late at night,
"Hey, Zhaozhao, what are you doing?"
The young man tried to make his voice heard It looks no different from usual, with the features and eyes hidden in the darkness.
"I'm painting, what's wrong?"
The girl's fair skin looked even whiter and tender under the light. She was lying on the bed, her little feet dangling.
His eyes seemed to see Song Zhaoning through the lights on the second floor.
He rolled his throat and spoke in a low voice.
"I miss you."
These four simple words contain endless friendship.
Song Zhaoning was still keenly aware of Nan Jingyuan's bad mood.
"A Yuan, I miss you too, what's wrong? What happened?"
"Come to the balcony."
Hearing Song Zhaoning's gentle words After hearing the voice, Nan Jingyuan couldn't suppress his emotions.
Song Zhaoning hurriedly came to the balcony, looked down, and saw the flickering light hidden in the trees.
Shrinking in his heart, he hung up the phone and walked down.
Open the door carefully and walk out quietly to avoid waking others.
"Click"
After closing the door, Song Zhaoning anxiously checked Nan Jingyuan's figure.
As soon as she turned around, she fell into a refreshing embrace, with Nan Jingyuan's breath lingering around her.
"What's wrong?"
Asked gently, she didn't know what happened, she just felt sorry for her boy.
"Zhaozhao, don't ask, just let me hold you for a while, okay?"
The suppressed voice reached her ears.
"Okay."
Since he didn't want to say it, she didn't ask.
The night wind is picking up, the leaves are rustling, and the world is quiet at this moment.
**
In the underground casino,
Bai Ying has been busy recruiting Shen’s shareholders during this time.
A group of old and immortal things, each of them is trying to win over others, and every good thing is like a leech that can only suck blood.
"Pavilion Master, Mr. Song is here."
Following Shen Qi's words, the entire office seemed to hear the sound of nature.
Could Bai Ying, who was sitting in the main seat, not know their little thoughts?
His evil eyes glanced at Shen Qi, who had his head lowered. He narrowed his eyes slightly and asked in a dangerous tone.
"Who asked him to come?"
The tone was cold and terrifying., as if everyone will die in the next second.
Shen Qi couldn't bear Bai Ying's pressure, bit his lips tremblingly, and remained stubbornly silent.
"What? Did I come to disturb you? Then you go on and pretend I didn't come."