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It was very inappropriate, even though he wanted to restrain his wild thoughts, Song Heng still inevitably thought of that September.

When freshmen entered school, Song Heng, a sophomore in high school, spoke as a freshman representative. He was used to giving this kind of speech, and it was always a manuscript that was revised and read over and over again.

It was drizzling that day, and after the flag-raising ceremony, he deliberately left behind the team and walked slowly, enjoying the sense of alienation from the world.And Xin Wan just appeared and jumped in front of him.

Said: "Hello! Song Heng, I'm Xin Wan, from Class One (Three) of Senior High." He even prepared a note and handed it to him. The output is serious and written stroke by stroke. "Can I be your friend?"

His eyes are like water-soaked glass, watery, and the corners of his eyes are hooked when he smiles.

"Is it too sudden, ah, I'm sorry," he was a little embarrassed and uneasy when he saw that Song Heng hadn't accepted the note, his face was red, and he said, "Then I'll come again next time!"

But Song Heng took the note and said in a polite tone, "Hi, you don't need to do it next time, just this time."

In the ward, the sound of "Hello" fell to the end, and the silence took the opportunity to break away.Xin Wan turned her head to look at the sunlight outside the window, then rolled over and got out of bed as if there was no one else around, her half-long hair was hanging beside her face, her bare ankles were bare, she went to the bathroom to wash up, and didn't talk to him again.

Only then did Song Heng remember that Xin Wan didn't remember him.

Afterwards, the doctor came in to give Xin Wan a routine physical examination, Song Heng excused himself to go downstairs to get some air, and washed his face by the way.

The summer morning will not be hot and restless, but the sun is already bright.

There is a small supermarket on the first floor of Ren'ai Hospital. He bought some instant bread and ate a few bites.Ren'ai Hospital is not big, but it has all internal organs. There is a small garden behind the main building, and a small lake has been dug in a dignified manner. Song Heng sat on the swing and took out the cigarette case and lighter with ease.

When the phone rang, a cigarette had just lit up.

He didn't wear a bluetooth headset, so he could only hold the cigarette in another hand, and deigned to stick the phone to his ear.

It was Mao Nian who called, and Song Heng asked, "Have you contacted his relatives?"

"I went to check the contact information and residential address of Xin Wan's close relatives last night. If your name is correct, then this matter may be difficult." Mao Nian hesitated, and said, "Xin Wan's parents divorced, and the raising Quan Zai's mother, and his mother had acute pneumonia in April and passed away. Besides, the closest relative is grandma, but grandma also passed away four years ago."

Song Heng's hand paused.

He knew about Grandma Xin Wan's death, and he knew that the exact month was in July.

Xin Wan and her grandma depended on each other since they were young, and he spent the funeral night with Xin Wan. Xin Wan cried all night, then developed a fever, and was so drowsy that she just held his hand and refused to let go. sense of security.After her grandma passed away, Xin Wan's mother rushed back from other places, put down her work, and took on the responsibility of raising her.

Xin Wan never mentioned anything about his parents' divorce.

Just as Song Heng was about to speak, he suddenly saw a figure in front of him. The assistant on the phone was still reporting the results, but he turned his attention to that person.

Xin Wan didn't know when she stood there, her gaze was on him lightly, she was barefoot, her blue and white pajamas were loosely draped over her body, her hair was tied behind her ears, like Cinderella running away.

How did he run down?

"Mr. Song, do you want to continue to check his father's kinship relationship? His father changed his mobile phone number and home address, and it may take longer to check."

The cigarette in his hand had accumulated a long piece of soot, and it was crumbling.

"Let's not check for now," Song Heng said in a low voice, "Come here."

After hanging up the phone, he raised his eyes and stared at Xin Wan through the bright light.Dao Ying'er suddenly appeared in the field of vision again, galloping over swiftly, it was a white dog, before Song Heng could react, the dog ran to his side.

Song Heng's scalp felt numb for a moment, and he almost threw the phone out, trying to kick the dog away with his feet, "Go away, stay away!"

He doesn't like animals, he even has an unspeakable dislike, or he is naturally cold-hearted.

But the dog was familiar with him, with its tongue sticking out and panting, a pair of dark eyes locked on him, it seemed that its legs and feet were weak, but it didn't affect it barking happily.Song Heng was on the verge of collapse, Xin Wan approached at some point, and the tip of the grass shattered the brown shadow.

"Qiaoqiu seems to like you very much," he said, "you don't have to be afraid of it, it doesn't bite."

Perhaps because someone called it, the white dog changed paths, abandoned the new love for the old love, Xin Wan bent down to smooth the white dog's fur, sat cross-legged on the ground, hugged the dog, and the plucked hair fell out up.

Song Heng felt as if he had been pardoned, his palms were wet, and the ashes fell off, and the ashes landed on his pants. The wind blew it away, but the scarlet fire was still burning, and he crushed it out with his toes.

The sun was hotter than in the morning, and the spots of light passed through the branches and leaves scattered on Xin Wan's body.

"Why aren't you wearing shoes?" Song Heng asked suddenly.

Xin Wan raised her head upon hearing the sound, then lowered her eyes to pet the dog, "If you're in a hurry, you'll forget about it."

"What's the rush, watch the dog?"

Xin Wan didn't answer, her eyelashes cast shadows.

Was he so unreasonable at the age of 14, or was it out of precaution and vigilance against him?In Song Heng's impression, Xin Wan was always talking a lot, chirping like a cuckoo, always smiling, like a piece of clear white jade, beautiful and agile.

"Are you a patient here too?" Xin Wan suddenly said, "I saw you sleeping on a chair this morning. You have a problem with your spine, so you can only sleep sitting up?"

"No." Song Heng sat on the swing and swayed lightly, his voice was very soft: "Shouldn't you introduce yourself before chatting?"

Xin Wan was obviously stunned, and straightened her back unconsciously, as if nervous, "I'm sorry, I forgot." He stopped even stroking the dog, and he looked at Song Heng seriously, and said, "I'm called Xin Wan is in the third grade of No. [-] Middle School."

"Then it's almost fifteen?" Song Heng laughed suddenly, and said to himself, "I'm still a kid."

Xin Wan opened her mouth, seemed to be embarrassed, and nodded.

The dog had probably been lying down for a long time, had enough sun exposure, and couldn't bear it anymore. It wobbled and stood up, broke free from Xin Wan's embrace, and ran to the side to chase butterflies.

Song Heng stood up suddenly, his shadow elongated, he squatted down, and looked into Xin Wan's eyes: "Since I chose to leave at that time, why did you show up again, don't you think I'm too selfish?"

Xin Wansheng was very well-behaved, with a harmless appearance to humans and animals, always fresh and clean.He abandoned everything with peace of mind, relaxed and at ease, and obtained the privilege of restarting.

Song Heng thought: What about him?

The words were spoken quickly, Xin Wan looked at him in confusion, said "ah", and the end tune rose, as if Song Heng had spoken ancient Western slang that he didn't understand, he looked around uncertainly, and pointed to To myself, "Are you talking to me?"

"No," Song Heng quickly pulled himself away from his emotions, and said calmly, "I'm talking nonsense."

He stood up, pulling the slender shadow away from Xin Wan, and was about to turn around to leave, but his wrist was pulled.Slightly cool and soft to the touch, Song Heng turned his head to look at him lightly.

"My legs are numb and I can't stand up." Xin Wan didn't let go, "Can you help me up? I'm afraid I'll be angry if the doctor can't find me."

He was talking, but Song Heng noticed two scabs on the inner side of Xin Wan's wrist, which were hideous and ugly.

Perhaps it was because the silence was too long, Xin Wan became uneasy, her hands trembled slightly, she retracted herself, moved her fingers, and was about to speak in embarrassment, but she lightened suddenly, and her whole body was suspended in the air.

Very light, not too much burden to hold.is he a babyThere is also the fragrance of breakfast milk on my body, which is contradictory and conflicting with the smell of smoke.He lowered his head and saw Xin Wan staring at him blankly, as if he hadn't turned the corner yet.

"Take you back to the ward, okay?" Song Heng said casually, "Little friend."

The author says:

Tomorrow is "Holiday"