Yizhi

Chapter 36 Timely Stop Loss?

"Just here?"

The car stopped at an intersection, a short distance ahead was a small restaurant, the road was bad, there were many cars, and the signboard of the shop was yellowed and old by the wind and sand.Under the signboard, Zhao Huan and sat down on a plastic stool, listless.

After Song Yezhi paid the money and got out of the car, Zhao Huanyu had already looked this way for a while.

He walked up to her, really looking at each other without words.

After looking at it for a while, he said, "It's only been a few days, it's been so dark."

I couldn't hide my crying eyes, and it was still obvious after two hours.

Zhao Huanyu said: "Run under the sun every day."

When she came out of the house, she brought two meal money with her, so she couldn't go to her uncle's house, nor to Ono's house.

Her condition was so bad that she couldn't see people.

Heartbroken, I got on a bus and went to the suburbs. I didn't know the way and had no money. I worked hard to find a small restaurant and exchanged labor for board and lodging.If I can't do the work of a waiter, I just wash the dishes and occasionally deliver meals to errands.

"Uncle also said that when he finds you, he will take good care of you." Song Yezhi stared at the band-aid in her hand and asked, "Did you drop someone's bowl?"

Zhao Huan raised his index finger: "Three broken."

Saying goodbye to the owner's house, Song Yezhi took her to take a taxi to the hotel to open a room.Zhao Huan and Cheng lowered his head and tore off the corners of the yellow band-aid. Song Yezhi asked questions and answered them. He was probably asking if he had been wronged in the past few days.

When they got to the room, Zhao Huanyu became cruel and said, "Why didn't you ask me why I ran out?"

When Song Yezhi opened the room, he asked the front desk for Band-Aids, which were cartoony and cute.He took Zhao Huanyu's fingers, and she tore the corners until they were rough. While tearing off a new band-aid, he said, "Try to remove it yourself, I don't know where the wound is."

"Ono, why didn't you ask me? Ask me why you ran out, why you would rather eat food that was heavy with oil and salt, sleep on a mat that was full of mosquitoes, and the skin on the back of your neck was peeling from the sun than go home."

Tears fell in streams.

A broken string on a pearl necklace is a tragic situation.

Zhao Huanyu sat on the bed, and Song Yezhi squatted in front of her.He raised his head and stretched out his hand to wipe her tears: "It's okay, it's okay, because it doesn't matter anything."

Zhao Huanyu slid down from the bed, curled up and hugged Song Yezhi.The two squatted together, snuggling into a ball.

She broke down and cried: "It's related... It's related, you definitely can't think of it, they definitely can't think of it, everyone doesn't know..."

Not long after leaving the hospital, Song Yezhi didn't know why Zhao Huanyu's mental journey had changed. The coquettish and wronged accusation that day had turned into the desperate self-doubt today.

He hugged her tightly, trying to support her with physical strength.

"Huan Yu, how can love be divided into high and low levels." He returned the original words.

Zhao Huanyu's heart was instantly emptied, and when he realized that Song Yezhi was in front of him, it seemed to be filled again.

"You know...you know?" Zhao Huanyu trembled subconsciously, "They also know?"

Song Yezhi pressed her shoulder: "They don't know, it's just me. I guessed randomly. It's best to guess wrong, and it's no big deal to guess right..."

Zhao Huanyu couldn't help crying, his face full of surprise: "Xiao Ye, how did you know that?"

Song Yezhi shrugged: "I have a heart-to-heart with you."

Zhao Huanyu stared at him blankly.She no longer needs to rot with her secrets alone, and a trustworthy person has come to share the suffering with her.

Still sobbing, she said, "My head hurts from crying."

Song Yezhi scalded the towel with boiling water, wrung it dry, put it on her forehead, and asked worriedly, "Will it be better?"

Zhao Huanyu lay on his back with a towel on his back, as if being suppressed by a white towel.The remaining pair of eyeballs walked up and down the room with Song Yezhi, busy up and down, and looked carefully for a long time, then she suddenly said: "It's too pitiful."

Song Yezhi poured two cups of hot water and asked, "Are we?"

"Two of us."

"There is also some luck." Song Yezhi said after thinking for a long time.

Zhao Huanyu became dazed again.

The fan above the head spun round and round.

She said, "Yes."

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"I have realized that I like him since the third grade of junior high school. But I, I have always regarded this feeling for him as a scourge, as the only catastrophe in my heartless and smooth life."

Song Yezhi changed a towel for her, steaming hot.

"I must have had a lot of fun," he said.

"The further you go, the more pain than pleasure."

"Happiness is hard to come by."

"I don't want his happiness, and I won't like him again when I go back." Zhao Huanyu said decisively.

Song Yezhi understood at this moment.

Zhou Yeshan lied, Zhao Huanyu lied, the word stop loss in time is used for feelings, and they are also lying.

When Song Yezhi got out of the car, he was full of travel and dust. He adjusted his expression and appearance at the entrance of the alley before heading to the door of the house.The lights in the courtyard were off, and when I opened the door to go in, the lights in the main room were not turned on.He called a few times, but no one answered, turned on the light, and saw the clock on the wall, it was past eleven o'clock.

"Sucks, sucks."

Song Yezhi hurriedly went to look for his mobile phone under the pillow in the bedroom, but the battery was dead.He took out the battery, thought for a while, and jumped to the living room to dial the landline.

Grandpa's cell phone is turned off.

Dial uncle again.

There was a sound, and it was picked up immediately. Yi Qingwei was out of breath: "Hello? Song Yezhi?"

"Uncle."

After hearing Song Yezhi's reply, the panting stopped, Yi Qingwei breathed a sigh of relief, and hung up the phone.

"Uncle Song, let's go back, he's at home."

Song Yezhi walked in a hurry before and forgot to bring his mobile phone, and the place is remote, so it is easy to get in and difficult to get out.I managed to catch a taxi, but it broke down halfway, and I waited for a long time before I got a ride from a kind person.He thought it was only nine o'clock at the latest, but he didn't know that it was almost twelve o'clock in the morning.

He knew that he had made a mistake, so he went to wait at the gate of the compound early.

The car stopped directly at the door of the house. Song Yingjun was so angry that his grandson usually looked reasonable, but in fact he was not reliable at all. When he got out of the car, he scolded: "Look at what time it is! What did you do to you!"

In the third trial, Song Yezhi raised his eyes to look at the faces of the three. Grandpa looked angry, Uncle Tao looked sad, and uncle... was as cold as ice.

"I went to find Zhao Huanyu."

Song Yingjun was almost out of breath: "You still run the train with your mouth full! You are so selfless! Can't you see the dark! Don't you know you are hungry! Tell me the truth!"

Song Yezhi pouted: "I really went to find her."

Yi Qingwei looked at him coldly from the side with his hands behind his back.

No lie.

He asked, "Song Yezhi, do you know where Zhao Huanhe is?"

"I know." Song Yezhi did not hesitate.

"You know?" Song Yingjun said, "Have you gone to find her?"

Song Yezhi nodded: "I said it before I left."

Playing word games with him, and still being confident, Song Yingjun slapped him on the back: "Come in and tell me!"

Song Yezhi followed Song Yingjun's buttocks and said, "I know where she is, but I won't tell you. She is comfortable alone, until the day she wants to come back."

Song Yingjun didn't step into the threshold of the main house, and left halfway to look for his wooden stick in the courtyard.

Song Yezhi was scared two or three times by holding a wooden stick since he was a child, but he never hit him.He had a hunch that he would indeed have to take a few blows today, to learn a lesson.

He bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, Grandpa, today... I made you worry."

Song Yingjun asked, "Where are Zhao Huan and that girl?"

Song Yezhi remained silent.

"If you don't tell me now, when the time comes when your Uncle Shen will come to ask, your Brother Le Jie will come to ask, and the police will come to ask, what do you want me to say?"

"I am me, you are you, you don't have to say anything."

Tao Guosheng: "Ono!"

Yi Qingwei stepped forward and grabbed him, pulled him behind to protect him, and forcefully persuaded Song Yingjun to go down with the stick he was holding.

"Uncle Song, it's good to know that the two children are fine. I've been worrying and fearing for the past few days. Let's forget about it tonight. You go to bed first, and I'll tell him."

Song Yingjun glared at Song Yezhi and said, "I'm so used to him...he doesn't understand anything!"

After Yi Qingwei persuaded Song Yingjun to go back to the room, he walked past Song Yezhi, without glancing at him, but the corner of his clothes angrily slammed into his fingers.

"You come out with me."

Uncle is in the same pattern as last time in Qinhuangdao.But last time I was a good person and acted bravely, and there was Zhao Huanyu on the sidelines, fighting alone today, Song Yezhi was a little apprehensive.

Yi Qingwei called him to the corner of the courtyard, looked him up and down, and asked, "Why did you come back so late?"

It can't be said that the traffic jam is halfway.

Song Yezhi picked it up and said, "I don't have a mobile phone, so I don't know the time."

"have already eaten?"

Song Yezhi nodded: "I ate it." Then said, "Uncle, I was wrong."

Mistakes are recognized quite quickly.

"Where is it wrong?"

"It's wrong to make you worry about me at night."

"You have already admitted this mistake to Grandpa."

I want to recognize you again.

Song Yezhi didn't speak.

"I'm not going to talk about Zhao Huan and you, are you?"

Song Yezhi bit the bullet and said, "No plan."

"When did you know?"

"today."

"If you don't come back late today, you plan to continue to hide it, don't you?"

Indeed, he thought so, Song Yezhi nodded.

"You feel very loyal, don't you?"

"Feel like a hero, don't you?"

As angry as Yi Qingwei was at this time, he was as scared as he was then.

"I won't settle with you for Zhao Huanhe's account. I just want to ask you, while you are a hero, can you guarantee your safety to your family first? Just like last time in Qinhuangdao, you don't care to save the child. , if the speedboat slows down, if the speedboat doesn't come, you, Song Yezhi, will drown in the sea!"

Yi Qingwei's voice was low, but his tone was very strong: "Song Yezhi, today, if you call me four or ten minutes later, I will call the police. Fortunately, Zhao Huan and he ran away from home. What is your name? , Called missing for no reason. I was wondering if my child was robbed, stolen, deceived, or just stupid, seeing injustices and drawing swords to help instead of putting myself in!"

"Knowing that I forgot to bring my mobile phone and knowing that I don't have time, can you know that I need to call home to report the itinerary. Huh?"

"You have eaten. Grandpa and Uncle Tao didn't eat all night. After swallowing an egg in the car, they waved their hands and said they couldn't eat any more. Fortunately, you came back today, and you stood in front of me with all your tail , if something happens to you, what do you want grandpa to do? What do you want me to do?" Yi Qingwei asked, "How can I explain to your parents!"

Song Yezhi listened earnestly throughout the whole process, sincerely repenting silently.He thought that in the future, he should be more mature and stable, learn to handle things in a comprehensive manner, and stop letting his loved ones worry about unnecessary things.

He recognized everything the uncle said.

But he never expected that he would hear the last sentence.

The fact that I was most afraid of was admitted, and my most hopeful conjecture was fulfilled.There is a sense of the futility of not having to struggle as the dust settles.

You don't need to explain to them.

What is there to explain?

Why should I explain to them?

Is it all because of them that you care about me so much?

"Explain?"

Song Yezhi looked up blankly and asked these two words.

Afterwards, his mind was blank for a short time, and he only murmured, and said to Yi Qingwei: "I'm sorry."

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