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Song Xinci was woken up by Xu Lang's phone call.Xu Lang called to tell her that his uncle had agreed to buy shares, and asked her to go through the formalities when she had time.The reason why he thought about it for so long was not because of the money issue, nor was it because his uncle was reluctant, but because everyone was in the same circle, and Lao Song was also a person with a certain social status, and they knew each other. The younger generation bought shares in a company that has been losing money all the year round. It's too ugly, what's the face of it.

When doing business to this extent, it is no longer about profit-seeking, but about the balance of interests, and harmony generates wealth.

Song Xinci hung up Xu Lang's phone and checked the time, 11:30.Song Xinci thought about it, clicked on the address book, dialed Xia Yao's number, and wanted to ask Xia Yao if she had time, and if so, have lunch together.

The phone is on.

"Sister Yao, where are you now?"

"Oh, I want to ask you if you have time at noon, if you do..." Song Xinci heard that something was wrong with Xia Yao's tone, and changed his words: "Sister Yao, what's wrong with you?"

"Wait a minute, I'll come to you." Song Xinci hung up the phone without waiting for Xia Yao to refuse.

Xia Yao just arrived home when she received a call from Song Xinci.She threw her phone on the coffee table, casually took a white T-shirt and home shorts, and went into the bathroom.After taking off her clothes and turning on the cold water, Xia Yao held the shower in her right hand and rushed straight down to her head. The cold water made her shiver, her body covered in goosebumps, she covered her face with her left hand, and sobbed feebly.

Helpless is like back in the autumn when Xia Yao first came to Yangchuan City, Xia Yao's parents were both teachers and were also busy with student affairs, so they only sent her to the bus station in their county.That day Xia Yao was carrying a backpack, a suitcase full of change of clothes in one hand, and a red and white plaid woven bag containing sheets and quilts in the other.Looking for a school, a classroom, a dormitory alone... After a day, the clothes can wring out water, that is the feeling of helplessness.

Because Song Xinci would come to her, Xia Yao dried her hair with a blower and sat by the floor-to-ceiling window alone, staring at the sunshine all over the city in a daze.

After a while, the doorbell rang.Xia Yao got up and went to the door, unlocked it, and opened the door a crack.Then go to the kitchen, wash the cherries bought yesterday afternoon at the gate of the community, put them on a plate, and bring them to the tea table.

Song Xinci opened the door and came in, closed the door, and did not forget to look at Xia Yao when changing shoes.

Xia Yao forced a smile, patted the seat next to her on the sofa, and said softly, "Come, come and eat cherries."

Song Xinci walked over and didn't sit down: "Sister Yao, what's wrong with you? Did you encounter something unhappy?"

Xia Yao smiled, with uncontrollable tears in her eyes, Xia Yao didn't want to cry in front of Song Xinci, stood up, walked to the French window, turned her back to Song Xinci, changed the subject: "The weather is really nice today. "

Really poor acting, poor diversion.

Song Xinci looked at Xia Yao's back and said nothing.

Xia Yao's tears flowed down, but she didn't dare to raise her hand to wipe them, for she was afraid that Song Xinci would see it, even if she knew Song Xinci in her heart, how could she not see it.Why are you crying?Wronged?Because of Song Xinci, I am even more wronged.She didn't dare to think that there would be one person or two people hating her so much in a certain place in the future. It was a feeling she had never experienced before. It wasn't the jealous fights between little girls when they were studying, but the hatred between adults. It was genuine. Hatred, the hatred of broken families.She didn't dare to think about the expression, eyes, and despair of an old man when he drank pesticide.However, she did nothing wrong, why is this happening.

Song Xinci stepped forward, embraced Xia Yao's whole body in his arms, lowered his head and pressed his face against the collar of Xia Yao's white T-shirt on the back of his neck, exhaled air like bubbles, and rubbed Xia Yao's cervical spine with his nose Gu, she didn't know what to say, she just hoped to bring Xia Yao some comfort.

Xia Yao couldn't bear Song Xinci's teasing, turned around and pressed Song Xinci's shoulder, and smiled: "Okay, it's all right."

Song Xinci raised his hand to wipe away Xia Yao's tears, and raised his eyebrows: "Sister Yao, you haven't eaten lunch yet, let me show you a hand." Then he pulled Xia Yao to sit on the sofa, turned on the TV, and tuned to A station that was talking about cross talk, patted Xia Yao on the head: "Listen to cross talk first, it will be ready soon." After speaking, he rushed into the kitchen.

It has to be said that the existence of Song Xinci gave Xia Yao a lot of comfort.Xia Yao's mood was much better than before. After reading two sentences, she couldn't help getting up and going to the kitchen: "New words, let me get them."

Song Xinci put on the apron, held the kitchen knife in his right hand, and pushed Xia Yao out with his left hand: "Just listen to the cross talk."

"I remember that you probably don't know how to cook." Xia Yao looked at Song Xinci's determined eyes and whispered.

Song Xinci waved a kitchen knife: "Sister Yao, you don't believe me, I have to show you something today, and let you see what it means to be in the hall and in the kitchen."

"Okay." After Xia Yao finished speaking, she sat back on the sofa.

Song Xinci really doesn't know how to cook. After thinking about it, this seems to be her first time holding a knife.Song Xinci took out the vegetables and meat from the refrigerator, washed them and put them on the chopping board.He decisively took out his phone and searched for recipes.

Listening to the crackling noises in the kitchen, Xia Yao couldn't be in the mood to watch TV, but she didn't try to stop her.It's okay, sacrificing some ingredients and tableware is nothing, as long as the new words are happy.

Lunch was messed up, and the last two of them made instant noodles and settled down.

After eating, Song Xinci pulled Xia Yao to the bedroom and ordered: "Lie down."

Xia Yao looked puzzled, but she lay down anyway.

After Xia Yao lay down, Song Xinci pulled the quilt to cover Xia Yao, then walked to the window and closed the curtains.It's getting a little hot now, Song Xinci adjusted the air conditioner to 26 degrees, put down the remote control, looked down at Xia Yao and said, "Sister Yao, I have something else to do, I have to go out, don't think too much, sleep first I'll take a nap, and I'll be with you in the evening."

Xia Yao asked Lao Yang for leave, and nodded to Song Xinci: "Okay."

After Song Xinci went downstairs, he put on his sunglasses and drove to the office building where the Four Seasons News was located.

Song Xinci pushed open the door, and smiled politely in a formal receptionist: "Hello Miss, who are you looking for?"

Song Xinci took off his sunglasses: "I'm looking for you, Mr. He."

"Do you have an appointment?"

"Tell him my surname is Song. Someone should have greeted him." Song Xinci pursed his lips, looked around, and thought to himself, this is where Sister Yao works.

The receptionist nodded and made a call on the landline. After a while, Mr. He came out in person, stretched out his hand all the way, and said with a smile, "You are Miss Song, right? Long time, long time."

Song Xinci shook hands politely and followed Mr. He inside.Mr. He gave her a general introduction to the operation of Four Seasons News, and the contract has not yet been finalized.

Finally, Song Xinci asked: "Mr. He, who is Xia Yao's immediate supervisor in your company?"

Mr. He pointed to an office at the end on the left: "Yang Gang, now, that's the office at the end."

"Sorry, I have something to do with him, or we can talk another day." Song Xinci nodded apologetically to Mr. He.

Mr. He smiled and said, "You are busy, you are busy."

Song Xinci wondered what unpleasant things Xia Yao would encounter?It's nothing more than the same, family and work, first ask about work, if not, then look at the emergency contact person on Xia Yao's labor contract, and then ask about home.

After explaining his purpose, Lao Yang touched his own Mediterranean Sea, sighed, and told Song Xinci in detail.

Song Xinci frowned, thanked him, and left the company.

When Song Xinci was about to start the fire, he received a call from Xia Yao.

Sun Qiang hoped to see his daughter and father before the execution, and the police agreed.This morning, Li Ting took a couple of people, one old and one young, who had never been to a big city, to meet with Sun Qiang. When she was about to go back, Li Ting called Xia Yao.Xia Yao wanted to see their recent situation, and also wanted to report the follow-up to the people who silently cared about them after seeing what happened to them in the newspaper, so she asked Li Ting to wait for her at the Linjiang District Bureau, and immediately hung up the phone again. I made a phone call to Song Xinci. Song Xinci is Sun Die's patron and must be thinking about Sun Die.

After Xia Yao changed her clothes, she called a taxi downstairs, and asked Song Xinci to drive directly to the branch office instead of picking her up.

When Song Xinci arrived, he happened to see Xia Yao talking to Sun Die's grandfather.And Li Ting didn't know what she was talking to Sun Die.

Song Xinci honked the horn, rolled down the window, and said, "Get in the car, let's go to the Sea World and have hot pot at night."

Sun Die was wearing a blue and white school uniform, which was dirty. Seeing Song Xinci, she was a little shy, her eyes were still red and swollen, and she whispered, "Thank you sister." She heard from the teacher that this sister in front of her would sponsor her to graduate from university .

Song Xinci waved his hand and said, "It's okay, just study hard, let's go..."

Before Song Xinci finished speaking, Xia Yao stepped forward and interrupted her: "Xinci, there is only one bus to Siyue Town this afternoon."

Song Xinci was about to tell them not to go back tonight, she opened a room for them alone, saw Xia Yao winking at her, and swallowed back: "Then I will take you to the bus station."

When getting on the bus, grandpa walked up to Song Xinci and pulled Sun Die to bow to Song Xinci. The old man spoke very slowly, trying to make his mouth with a few teeth missing speak clearly: "Little girl, I Thank you for Sun Die, you are a good person."

How could Song Xinci dare to accept such a big gift, he hurriedly helped his grandfather up, his nose was a little sour: "Grandpa, you have to take good care of yourself."

After watching the bus go away, before Song Xinci could speak, Xia Yao said, "Sun Die's growth environment is far inferior to that of children in the city, but she is still young, and the world she sees in front of her is the whole world." , there will be no gap, if she plays like this, let her see the difference, I am afraid she will have an inferiority complex, her growth is destined to encounter more unhappiness than ordinary people, I hope the later the better."

Song Xinci looked at Xia Yao: "Sister Yao, I also hope you have a happy life."

Xia Yao smiled when she heard this, "With you here, I have always been happy."

Very content.