Chapter 19 (Part 2)

When Father Zhong and Zhong Xiyou heard Zhong Youyou promise to come back for dinner on the weekend, they were visibly relieved. It's just that they don't know if she actually will come back this weekend, and her voice was obviously perfunctory. It's just that the father and son tried their best not to think about it, otherwise, the more they thought, the more painful they would feel.

Zhong Xiyou was sitting in the passenger seat and remembered that two years ago, his second sister ran away from home. That time was far worse than this time. It was raining heavily, and it was deep winter. It was a night when her breath became ice. Why did you cry when you were angry...?

It seemed because the heating in her and Meng Shixuan's room was broken, but the worker who came that day arrived pretty late, so mother Zhong asked the workers to fix the heating in Meng Shixuan's room first. Meng Shixuan's repair was completed on the same day, but hers dragged on for several days...

She was so sad that she rushed out without looking back.

But at that time, no one in the family cared, because at that time the family had not completely accepted her...

Zhong Xiyou was thinking about it, looking at the rushing traffic outside, only feeling that his heart was filled with cold lead.

He really regrets it.

Father Zhong and Zhong Xiyou went back tiredly. It was midnight, and Mother Zhong didn't sleep yet, so she sat on the sofa and waited for them.

Seeing them coming back, she stood up happily, but immediately after seeing them, Zhong Youyou did not follow. The look on her face suddenly became lost and sad, and finally sat down, covering the tears on her face.

The Zhong family was abnormally silent, and the atmosphere at home was already in a mess, no one said more.

Zhong Xiyou was so tired that he couldn't lift his fingers and went straight upstairs with heavy steps.

While Meng Shixuan was wearing pajamas, holding a pillow, and standing in the corridor on the second floor. Seeing him come back, she asked with concern, "How is it, did you find her?"

Zhong Xiyou didn't even have the strength to perfuse her at this time, and without lifting his eyelids, he brushed past her and planned to return to the room.

Meng Shixuan saw Zhong's mother sitting there motionless all night, but the fear, and grievance accumulated in her heart all poured out in an instant. She had never seen the Zhong parents so worried about Zhong Youyou, so favoring Zhong Youyou, so pouring love on to Zhong Youyou...

She only felt that what she had once gained was being lost a little bit, no, not lost, but snatched away by Zhong Youyou.

She desperately tried to catch it, what's wrong with that?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help grabbing Zhong Xiyou with tears on her face, and choked up: "Is it my fault, or mom and dad will send me away, then maybe sister will come back..."

The villa is silent, and everything you say in the hallway can be heard in the living room. Zhong's father and mother had heard it, but there was no movement at all, and there was no thought to pay attention to Meng Shixuan's emotions.

Meng Shixuan cried helplessly, seeming to mutter: "... do mom and dad dislike me?"

Zhong Xiyou didn't sympathize when seeing her pear blossom eyes wet and crying. If it was in the past, whoever bullied Meng Shixuan, would definitely help his sister without hesitation.

But now, his eyes are full of indifference, and he asks: "Do your parents dislike you? Is it interesting to ask this question? Sister, don't you have your own parents?"

Meng Shixuan's face paled by his sarcasm, she subconsciously looked up at him, but Zhong Xiyou had already closed the door in front of her.

.....

Sunlight came in through the gaps in the curtains, and it was a new day. Zhong Youyou didn't know that Zhong's house was in a mess last night. She got up enthusiastically, picked a nice dress from the closet, and put it on. She didn't wear school uniforms, but simply dressed up, and went to school with her schoolbag on her back.

What is she going to do? Of course, it is to go to the question! She hopes that the questions given by the teachers in Class 19 of Senior High School can be a bit difficult.

Speaking of which, the house Qin Yao found for her was really perfect for her. Not only was it safe, but it was also very close to the school, and it was a ten-minute walk to the school in the morning, so it was good for her fitness.

Just as she was thinking about it, she saw a car parked downstairs.

The window was half-lowered, revealing half of Qin Yao's profile face wearing sunglasses.

"Why are you here?" Zhong Youyou was a little surprised.

Qin Yao opened the door to let her in, but asked, "Is it so happy to go to school?"

He didn't know when Zhong Youyou would be down to go to school, and he was too embarrassed to ask, so he waited here before dawn. Zhong Youyou finally got closer to him, he felt that he should strike while the iron was hot.

Just now he saw Zhong Youyou bouncing as she went downstairs. He couldn't restrain his excitement, like a little rabbit about to eat the grass. He was very happy, the corners of his mouth couldn't hold back a smile, and he wanted to pick up the rabbit, but he was afraid that the rabbit would run away.

"Of course, I am happy." Zhong Youyou glanced at Qin Yao, leaned over to fasten her seat belt, curled her lips, and suddenly said, "Because there are many handsome guys in the school."

"..."

"Brother Qin, you don't know. Apart from Shi Zhitang, there are quite a few handsome guys in our school. There is one in our class, Shi Yimeng, tall and handsome..."

Qin Yao pursed his lips and said nothing.

He didn't speak for a long time. The car drove slowly, but after all, it was too close to the school and stopped in front of the school gate in less than five minutes. He didn't say anything along the way, nor did he glance at Zhong Youyou.

"I'm leaving." Zhong Youyou gestured to leave, got out of the car, and closed the door.

Qin Yao raised his eyes and said nothing, and there was no expression on his face, cold and indifferent.

But Zhong Youyou glanced at it carefully, and she clearly saw a bit of sadness, grievance, and abandonment in his drooping eyes.

Zhong Youyou smiled triumphantly, just like a mouse stole the cheese. She doesn't see that Qin Yao is boring, the jealousy is so intense, that without telling her, he intends to swallow the grievances into his stomach without a word.

Qin Yao pursed his lips, turned the steering wheel around, and wanted to leave.

Zhong Youyou was happy, and then called Qin Yao: "Wait."

Qin Yao lowered the car window blankly.

Zhong Youyou leaned over, with both hands lying on it, resting her chin on her arms, and said with a smile: "However, they are not as handsome as you, and not as tall as you. Will you come to pick me up after school?"

Qin Yao continued to be expressionless for a few seconds...Unable to hold back, the roots of his ears were slightly red. As if he was lost and recovered, he raised his eyes and looked at Zhong Youyou, his dark eyes were very bright, hiding a little bit of joy and happiness.

He lowered his eyes, pretending to be careless: "Well, if you want me to pick you up, then I'll pick you up."

Zhong Youyou almost wanted to squeeze his face, but she held it back.

She laughed, let go of the car, and waved: "Bye."

Qin Yao also said, "Goodbye."

Shi Zhitang happened to see this scene at the door. He got out of the Shi's car and paused in place for a long time, staring at the sweet smile on Zhong Youyou's face. I don't know how long it took, Zhong Youyou entered the school gate before he squeezed his fist and went in.

Zhong Youyou didn't know that she caused trouble for her classmate Shi Yimeng.

After the young master of the Qin family drove away, he pulled on his tie, squinted his eyes, and dialed a phone call: "Check it out, one named Shi Yimeng. Well, a long-time classmate."

If she knew, I'm afraid she would not walk so lightly when she entered the classroom.

She threw the schoolbag to her place, looked around in a circle, and skipped a few boys who peeked over. She found that the atmosphere in the class today is a little different from the past.

Usually, the class is always noisy, not only the group of students in the back row but also Xu Xiaoyue, who has a good academic record in the front row, also talks in a low voice. But at this time, Xu Xiaoyue raised her chin, looking confident, as if waiting for an award. There was silent gunpowder among the students in the front row.

"What's the matter?" she asked the tablemate.

The same table said: "Don't you remember? Our class's usual practice is that in the first class, papers will be issued, and the teacher will review the results of last week's exam from beginning to end. The first few are great, proud of the latter But I'm forced to get ready to be scolded bloodily."

Zhong Youyou; "Oh." She deliberately filled in the blanks and didn't write any questions last week, so she should have a medium grade.

At least not to be scolded.

Seeing her at the same table with a careless look, she was worried for her: "Oh, what should you do? Later, Teacher Li will definitely be the first to call you up. You said that your grades are really better than ours. Good."

Zhong Youyou: "???" No, how can pigs get better than me?

Before the two had finished speaking, the math teacher came in with a stack of test papers, his face filled with joy. His eyes circled around the class, with a mysterious look, he coughed vigorously and cleared his throat. Needless to say, he is so excited because there are students in the class who have done very well.

Xu Xiaoyue held her head high and looked back at Teacher Li's gaze triumphantly. The sweat on her palms almost seeped out.

The girl next to her whispered to her: "It's probably you. When you got the question right last time, you got so many correct answers. Maybe you can get 100 points this time. You must know that there are more than 90 first grades in the whole year that got a hundred percent! Xiaoyue, you are awesome!"

Xu Xiaoyue raised her lips and smiled. She is also estimated to be at the top of the class. Who else could have beat her in this class?