I deduce that the heroine likes me [Transmigration Book]

Zheng Fenglin greeted Song Muxue, and after dinner, Zheng Fenglin sent the two of them back to Song Muxue's home.

No one lived in Song Muxue's house for a long time, but before leaving, she gave the key to Kou Shuang to take care of it for her.Calculating the time correctly, Kou Shuang asked someone to clean the house from head to toe, and changed the sheets and quilt covers by herself, finally making the house feel like a home.

Originally Kou Deqin said that he would take Song Muxue home to live in, but Song Muxue said that he wanted to clean up the old things and miss his parents, Kou Deqin did not insist.

No matter how good someone else's home is, it is not your own.

After arriving at Song Muxue's house, Kou Shuang watched Song Muxue busy packing things, occasionally helping out.In the process of tidying up the house, Song Muxue found the cosmetics and clothes that Kou Shuang had put there on purpose a few days ago, and immediately understood everything.

Turning around, he saw Kou Shuang smiling at her again, and said, "Do you mind staying with you for a few days?"

I don't mind, of course I don't mind.

The four eyes met, and something you know and I know flowed between the two.

It's hard to tell who hugged who first, and who kissed whom first, but when they came to their senses, they were already facing each other naked.

Naked, quite frank.

……

The next day I was woken up by a phone call.

Kou Shuang sat up from the bed and saw Song Muxue frowning, as if she was having a nightmare.She smoothed Song Muxue's forehead, looked at the caller ID, and walked out of the room carefully.

It was Mr. Fang who called, saying that there were some problems in the gallery. Although you have asked for leave for the last two days, please come over by all means.

It's not Mr. Fang's style to go back and forth, and Mr. Fang won't call if there's nothing urgent.After Kou Shuang questioned for a long time, Fang Lao said that he broke his leg last night and is currently receiving treatment in the hospital.In the past two years, the disciples have gone and started their own businesses. Kou Shuang is the only one who is really caring and close to his eyes.There are a lot of affairs to be presided over in the gallery, there is really no other way, Mr. Fang is calling Kou Shuang, interrupting her vacation.

Hearing this, Kou Shuang's drowsiness immediately woke up.After washing and dressing, she went back to the bedroom and saw that Song Muxue was still sleeping.After removing makeup, the slight dark circles under the eyes can't be covered up.

Kou Shuang felt sorry for Song Muxue, so she kissed Song Muxue on the cheek without waking her up.

She heated the porridge in the rice cooker, sent another message on WeChat, and left.

I hurried to the hospital, only to find out that Mr. Fang was still playing mobile games when he went down the stairs, and he didn't pay attention to the steps at all, so he fell from the second floor to the first floor, and fell into the mud.

Old Fang was covered in plaster casts all over his body, but he was still worried about the game, so he let the young nurses play beside him, so he didn't care.

I was a little worried at first, but I couldn't laugh or cry when I saw Mr. Fang's current appearance, but he still had to help manage many affairs in the gallery, so he suddenly became busy.

When she received a call in the afternoon, Song Muxue was already awake, but the porridge had already boiled dry, so it was a pity that she didn't get the porridge.

Song Muxue communicated with Kou Shuang, and finally said: "You are very busy, I will see Mr. Fang another day."

-

After Song Muxue woke up, she changed into plain and elegant clothes and went to visit her parents in the cemetery.

It is not Ching Ming Festival now, and there are not many people sweeping the grave.Song Muxue bought a bunch of flowers and put them in front of the tombstone.

Parents died with regret, but fortunately, there are still many people thinking about it.There are traces of burning in front of the tombstone, which should be worshiped every year.

Song Muxue knelt in front of the tombstone, looking at the photos of her parents, feeling sad.

These are her parents and her teacher.The people she respects the most, learn to love others from them, and also learn to establish and abide by her own principles.

But they died young, and they couldn't even see their daughter as an adult.

Song Muxue knelt in front of the tombstone, swearing in her heart that one day she would find out the truth about her parents' death.Whether it's an accident or an accident, those who should be brought to justice must be brought to justice.

Kneeling in front of the tomb for several hours, I sorted out all the complicated thoughts in my heart.When leaving, he had a sudden idea and took a long detour to Zhang Zhiruo's tomb.

There is nothing in front of Zhang Zhiruo's tombstone, the past two years must have been quite rough.Song Muxue couldn't help feeling a little sad.

There was even a stain on the upper left corner of the tombstone.

Song Muxue took out her handkerchief to wipe it, but after a closer look, she found that it was not a stain, but black writing.

One horizontal and one vertical, like a "T".But if it's too long, it doesn't look like that.

What's this?a mark?a T?

Or... two strokes of the word "positive"?

Exactly two years.

Song Muxue thought over and over again, and took a photo of the stain.Then she realized a problem: Zhang Zhiruo's tombstone is so clean, so who pays the annual management fee and cleaning fee?

Song Muxue asked the cemetery administrator, but they still remembered it clearly.

"It's a little girl, and she brings cash here every time. She's too young. I asked her who she paid it to, and she said it was her mother. You said it's true. The father of the child leaves the matter to the child. Are you okay with it?" ?” After the administrator sighed, he asked Song Muxue tentatively, “Who are you from the deceased? Do you know that child?”

"I'm her friend. I haven't been in China for the past few years, so I've been negligent." Song Muxue sighed and said, "I'll talk to the child, and I'll pay the management fee in the future. May I ask that you can pay it at most once?" How many years?"

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Coming out of the cemetery, the sky has not yet completely darkened.Song Muxue didn't hesitate much, and took a taxi to the orphanage.

In just two years, the director of the orphanage has changed.When Song Muxue said that she was looking for "Yuan Die", the dean paused for a long time before asking in confusion: "Who is Yuan Die? We don't seem to have this child here. Maybe I was adopted before I took over, maybe You remember wrongly."

Adoption... If it is really adopted, it is a good thing.Xiaodie longs for love and care, that's why she is so dependent on Zhang Zhiruo.This is Song Muxue's guess.

A boy who had stayed in the orphanage for a long time interjected, "Xiaodie has changed her surname. She is called Zhang Die now. She hasn't come back after school. She should be playing on the swing in the small park."

Song Muxue was taken aback, and said, "Thank you."

When Fluttershy is found in the park, she is sitting on a swing, staring at the fountain in front of her.

Song Muxue walked over, sat on another swing next to her, and talked to Xiaodie: "Xiaodie, do you still remember me?"

She asked the dean to find out about the situation, and the dean checked the information, but found that Xiaodie's name registered in the orphanage was "Yuan Die", but when she opened her account, she became Zhang Die, who was eight years old.

Song Muxue sensitively discovered that the birthday registered by Xiaodie was the anniversary of Zhang Zhiruo's death.

Xiaodie glanced at Song Muxue and said, "I don't remember."

Xiaodie looks gloomy, even with twin ponytails, she is not lively at all, unlike a child of about ten years old.

She quickly looked away and stared at the fountain, as if she was afraid of Song Muxue.

Why are you afraid?

Song Muxue asked again: "Then do you remember Auntie? Zhang Zhiruo."

Xiaodie quickly shook her head again, obviously lying.

Whether it's her name or her birthday, Xiaodie has a strong aura of Zhang Zhiruo on her body, and it seems that she has really been greatly affected.

For Xiaodie, Zhang Zhiruo's death may be as painful as losing her mother.

Song Muxue sighed and touched Xiaodie's head, but Xiaodie avoided it.

Xiaodie flinched, and even gave Song Muxue a look, as if she was very hateful.

Hair is limp and thin.The scalp can be touched through the hair, and there is a lump in the middle, as if it was smashed by something.

Song Muxue's heart sank, and she observed Xiaodie again, and found something different.

The long sleeves covered the arms, and there were red scars on the wrists.The ponytail is messy, and the rubber band has been knotted several times, and it should have been broken several times.The rubber band was dirty, as if it had been soaked in muddy water, and it was still wet.

There were burnt marks on the ends of the hair, and the tails were tangled together, and it was impossible to straighten them out.

Song Muxue reached out to shake Xiaodie's hand, but Xiaodie did not refuse.She carefully pulled down the sleeve, and finally saw the wrist.

That wasn't a scar, but a few large characters written with a red oil-based pen: [Pervert! 】

The font is childish and the pen is not stable. Judging from the direction of the words, it was written by someone holding Xiaodie's arm face to face—not Xiaodie herself.The exclamation point at the end was written too hard, and that point sank deeply into the flesh, and even formed a scar.

It wasn't written today, but why didn't Xiaodie wash it off?

"Xiaodie, who did this?" Song Muxue frowned and asked.

Xiaodie finally responded positively, and said aggrievedly, "Student."

"Why did they do this to you? Did they burn your hair? Did they make the rubber band? What else did they do? Why didn't you tell the teacher?" Song Muxue felt distressed, but she didn't dare to ask sharply, she could only Ask questions as softly as possible.

But Xiaodie said, "I'm a pervert."

Song Muxue was taken aback, and wanted to ask something more, but Xiaodie pulled out her hands and ran away quickly.

Song Muxue started to chase, but gave up after two steps.

Xiaodie obviously doesn't want to keep asking herself, so what if she catches up?Will it stimulate the rebellious psychology of children?

This matter has to be discussed in the long term.First communicate with the school and the orphanage, if it really doesn't work, find a kind family to adopt Xiaodie.It's a pity that I don't meet the adoption regulations...

Thinking of this, Song Muxue followed Xiaodie, watched her enter the orphanage, and then left.