Chapter 2 Cherish the People in Front of You
Chapter 2 Cherish the People in Front of You
Afternoon nap time.
The children were told by their teacher to lie down on their little beds.
Song Huan lay in bed, the voice in her head finally quieting down; it seemed everyone was asleep.
Except for the bed next to him.
[Can't sleep.]
[It's hard.]
I miss my mom.
[No, I can't say I miss my mom, or I'll get laughed at.]
Song Huan turned to the side and saw Xiao Yunqing on the bed next to her staring at the ceiling with her eyes open.
Is that person over there asleep?
Song Huan suddenly whispered, "I'm not asleep."
Xiao Yunqing was startled and turned to glare at him: "How did you know I was thinking...?"
She paused halfway through her sentence.
[Yeah, he always seems to know what I'm thinking... Why?]
Song Huan said earnestly, "Because it's written all over your face."
Xiao Yunqing instinctively wanted to touch his face again, but then realized what she was doing and angrily turned her back to him.
[Liar! Liar! Liar!]
[but……]
How did he know I couldn't sleep?
Song Huan looked at the back of her head; her little ponytail was sticking up on the pillow like a little ear.
He suddenly remembered his past life.
He only remembered that when he was young in his previous life, he and Xiao Yunqing had a very good relationship, otherwise they wouldn't be called childhood sweethearts.
However, as they progressed through junior high and high school, especially high school, even though they were in the same class, they spoke very little.
I don't know why.
Is he still watching me?
Xiao Yunqing's thoughts came through again.
Song Huan snapped out of her daze and whispered, "Yes."
Xiao Yunqing's shoulders trembled, and her ears turned bright red.
[Ahhh, what's wrong with him?!]
Upon hearing this, Song Huan inwardly screamed, then closed her eyes with a satisfied smile.
……
When school is over, eager parents line up at the classroom door to pick up their children.
Song Huan's mother, Zhang Xuejuan, arrived early and took his hand as they walked outside.
As they walked, they said, "Were you good at school today? Did you make any new friends? Did you wet your pants? Your new pants are in your bag. If you wet them, just tell the teacher..."
Song Huan's mother kept nagging, but she didn't listen to a word she said.
As he reached the door, he glanced back and saw Xiao Yunqing still sitting in the corner; her mother hadn't arrived yet.
She sat alone, her expression cold, but Song Huan could hear what she was thinking.
[Ugh... I'm a little scared.]
[But you can't say you're afraid.]
[Mom said not to cry.]
Song Huan tugged at her mother's hand: "Mom, wait a minute."
He ran back to the classroom and stood in front of Xiao Yunqing.
"What are you doing?" Xiao Yunqing looked up at him in surprise.
Why is he back again?
Song Huan took out a piece of candy from his pocket. It was given to him by his mother that morning, but he hadn't eaten it yet.
"for you."
Xiao Yunqing was stunned.
[It's candy...]
[For me?]
"Remember not to cry." Song Huan smiled at her.
Xiao Yunqing immediately snapped out of her daze and blushed.
[I didn't cry!]
"See you tomorrow." Song Huan liked her stubbornness, chuckled, stuffed the candy into her hand, and ran away.
Xiao Yunqing held the candy in her hand, watching him run towards the door and be led away by his mother.
She looked down at the candy in her hand.
The White Rabbit candy was still warm, warmed by his pocket.
Will he come again tomorrow?
She heard her own inner voice.
……
On the way home, Song Huan was led by her mother.
"You've become friends with her?" Mom asked curiously.
She was somewhat surprised to see what happened, as her usually introverted son had made friends so quickly.
Song Huan thought for a moment and nodded: "Yes, her name is Xiao Yunqing, and she's quite a fun person."
"Is it fun?" Zhang Xuejuan found it strange.
[Xiao Haifeng and his wife thought their daughter was quiet, so why is she funny?]
Song Huan naturally overheard her mother's inner thoughts.
Xiao Haifeng?
Upon hearing this name, Song Huan's memory seemed to return somewhat.
Xiao Yunqing's father.
Xiao Yunqing's parents both work in the public sector.
One is the deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and the other is the director of the Municipal Education Bureau.
Compared to Song Huan's family, they live a much better life.
His father was the head of the city's propaganda department, a high-ranking position, but the old leader who promoted him had fallen from power, and now he was in a rather awkward situation.
My mother is just an ordinary employee in a textile factory.
In addition, the two children were born in the same hospital on the same day, and the two would often meet at the city government, so they became familiar with each other over time.
Mom smiled and said, "She's your Uncle Xiao's daughter. You two went to the same hospital and were born on the same day. We were even talking about arranging a marriage between you two when you were little."
"Um."
Song Huan nodded. She hadn't expected there to be such a thing as an arranged marriage. However, thinking back to her past life, when the two of them parted ways after graduating from high school, she still felt a little sad.
His mother looked down at him, smiling, and asked, "Do you like her?"
Song Huan thought for a moment.
The adult asked this question with absolutely no malicious intent.
What they mean by "liking" is simply making friends.
Song Huan didn't think much of it.
"I don't know," he said. "She's quite quiet."
My mind was constantly racing; only when I was next to her was it quiet.
Moreover, her innermost thoughts are more interesting than anyone else's.
Zhang Xuejuan nodded.
Also.
Xiao Haifeng's daughter is usually quiet, and his son is also a bit introverted and shy, so it's no wonder they get along so well.
Since both her husband and Xiao Haifeng and his wife were government employees, Zhang Xuejuan, as their wife, naturally hoped that the two children could get along better, which would also bring the two families closer together.
"Let's go grocery shopping, Mom will go with you. What do you want to eat?"
"Braised pork belly, braised spare ribs!" Song Huan blurted out.
"Where did you hear these dish names from? Even your mother doesn't know how to make them."
"Uh..." Song Huan was taken aback. Judging from her age, her mother didn't seem to be at the level of being a master cook.
……
Dinner was very plentiful.
Jiangcheng is a coastal city located at the southernmost tip of the mainland, and it is rich in seafood.
Zhang Xuejuan specially cooked a pot of fish soup that evening so that Song Huan could replenish her nutrition.
My mom's fish soup is very fresh and sweet. Although it's not as delicious as it was in my past life, it's still quite presentable.
My dad also got off work and came home at this time.
The first thing I did was put down my bag, pick up Song Huan, and give him a big kiss on his still slightly chubby face.
Song Huan found it very distasteful. Song Wentao's beard was not only very prickly, but his breath also smelled of smoke, which tainted the milky fragrance on her body.
"Alright, alright, look how much the child dislikes you," Zhang Xuejuan couldn't help but scold from the side.
Song Wentao didn't mind and laughed heartily.
At the dinner table, Song Wentao happily poured himself a small glass of wine, raised his glass, and said, "Come on, let's celebrate that our Huanhuan didn't cry on her first day of kindergarten today! She's become a real big girl!"
Although Mom has always forbidden Dad from drinking, today was indeed an important day, so she didn't say much, but instead looked at Song Huan with a smile.
My dad was still full of vigor at this time, and his hair wasn't even gray.
My mother was so gentle and kind at this time, unlike the fierce and menacing look she had when she was pressuring me to get married.
Song Huan seemed to have understood the meaning of rebirth once again.
Cherish the people around you!
……
(Regarding the official positions of the protagonist and his childhood sweetheart's parents, I'm not very familiar with the hierarchy of official ranks. I just wrote it casually, and I didn't expect it to be too high, which might make the later plot seem a bit off. I hope everyone can understand, thank you.)
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