I just want to be soft on her

Chapter 115 New Year's Eve ([-])

When Song Cheng heard the words, alarm bells rang in his heart, "Eh...not really, actually Jiang Mo and I were classmates in high school."

Her mouth dropped again.

"Well, we are classmates in high school." Jiang Mo stared at her for a long time through the rearview mirror before replying.

It was obviously a plain sentence, but it made Song Cheng shiver, "It's a bit cold, I'll close the window."

As soon as the voice fell, the window next to him was closed.

Lu Yu and Gu Miao didn't speak, they were watching the play aside.

Song Cheng raised her left hand and helped her forehead. She was really embarrassed. After making a decision in her heart, she decided to take a fake sleep.

There was still a traffic jam on the road, and it was Gu Miao who finally broke the silence in the quiet car.

"Why don't you talk anymore, I see on the live map, there is still traffic ahead, and it will take a long time, why don't we play games?"

She made a suggestion, and Lu Yu accepted it in seconds, but Jiang Mo rejected her invitation because he wanted to drive.

Song Cheng closed her eyes, listening to the two playing games, the sound effects of the game, the communication between the two, and the music played by someone who didn't know, all mixed together, inexplicably helping sleep.

She was going to pretend to sleep, but accidentally, she fell asleep. It seemed like a century had passed before she was woken up by Gu Miao.

She had an uneasy sleep this time, and she didn't dream about anything, but when she woke up she felt uncomfortable all over, maybe it was because she fell asleep in the car.

When getting out of the car, Lu Yu called her and shook his phone. He also used this method of communication last time.

Just after getting out of the car, the phone rang. Song Cheng turned on the phone to check, and it turned out to be a WeChat message from Lu Yu.

[Lu Yu] Your cousin, you understand.

After reading this wechat, she scratched her head. To be honest, it seems that Gu Miao has never been in love for so many years, at least she hasn't.

After graduating from Gu Miao University, as soon as she returns home during the Chinese New Year, she will be urged by her family to find a boyfriend, but she always avoids it cleverly every time, which is the same as being urged to find a girlfriend Song Qinghui is not the same at all.

On the way home, Song Cheng cryptically asked Gu Miao about her impression of Lu Yu.

Gu Miao's answer was: "Oh, it's very lively and cute, and it's nice to have a younger brother."

"Brother? Do you have the impression that he is a younger brother?" Song Cheng asked again seriously.

Gu Miao nodded in response, "Yes, he is like my younger brother. He should be 18 this year. I am 22 years old. I am 4 years older than him. Then he is my younger brother."

"Okay, I get it now."

"Huh? Why do you ask this?" Gu Miao turned around, frowned slightly, and looked at Song Cheng.

She squinted her eyes halfway, then suddenly stopped, grabbed Song Cheng's shoulder, "Chengzi, are you in a relationship?"

"Ah?!" Song Cheng was dumbfounded, she was talking about Gu Miao just now, why is it back to her now.

Gu Miao smiled, "It scares you, but I can see that there seems to be a real difference between you and Jiang Mo."

"Hahaha, sister, you should think about how to escape the marriage urging of grandma, uncle and aunt this year."

Song Cheng blinked her big innocent eyes and said to Gu Miao.

As soon as Gu Miao heard this, her head hurt, she rubbed her temples with both hands, shook her head and said, "You are really a pig's heart!"

"Okay, I won't talk to you about this." Gu Miao pulled up the suitcase again, turned around and walked forward, "Will Auntie come back today?"

Song Cheng was stunned, and followed, "Mom hasn't told me yet, she might be back at night."

"I haven't been back for a year. I miss you so much. Let's make dumplings when I get home. My aunt can eat together when she comes back!"

It was past seven o'clock when I got home, and I could have gone home after six o'clock, but the traffic jam lasted nearly an hour.

At home, Ma Qingqing has already made dumpling fillings and bought dumpling wrappers, and is waiting for the two of them to make them together when they come back.

Every year they go to grandma’s house or grandma’s house to celebrate New Year’s Eve. This year it’s their turn to celebrate New Year’s at grandma’s house, but there’s new news recently that it’s good to celebrate the New Year on the spot.

Song Cheng thought about cooking a very sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner, but it's a pity that she has to do it by herself for a long time, and she is still very tired after doing it.

This year, I made it a little more concise, just make a dumpling meal.

Now, she has two helpers, Ma Qingqing and Gu Miao. Gu Miao's cooking skills are also very good.

"Ding dong~"

Song Cheng had just washed her hands and was about to make dumplings when the doorbell rang. When she opened the door, she saw Zheng Qingyue holding a bag of rice cakes in his hand.

"Hello, here I come!" Zheng Qingyue greeted her, "I brought rice cakes, you can bake them and eat them!"

Song Cheng hurriedly welcomed her in. Before, she thought that she would be invited over after finishing the work, but she did not expect that she would come here with rice cakes.

"Huh? Cheng Zi, who is this?" Gu Miao sat at the table, just finished making a dumpling, and turned her head to look at Zheng Qingyue.

Because Zheng Qingyue is also a Sheniu character, she introduced herself directly, "Hello, my name is Zheng Qingyue, I'm Song Cheng's neighbor, I live across the street!"

"Hi, my name is Gu Miao, I'm Song Cheng's cousin, come here, let's make dumplings together."

Gu Miao warmly invited Zheng Qingyue to sit down, and the two chatted quickly because of their acquaintance.

Song Cheng glanced at Ma Qingqing, who was silent at the side, with a look of worry on her face, and she was absent-minded about making dumplings.

"Qing'er, what's wrong?" Song Cheng poked Ma Qingqing with her elbow.

Ma Qingqing came back to his senses, looked up at Song Cheng, with a dazed expression, "Chengzi, my dad was released from prison, my grandma told me."

"Get out of prison..." Song Cheng's expression froze, it turned out that more than ten years had passed so quickly, "And then?"

Ma Qingqing bit her lip, lowered her head and said: "My grandma asked me to go home to see my dad, but I don't want to go at all, I hate him to death."

"If you don't want to go, then don't go." Song Cheng patted her on the back, "You have no obligation to see him."

Ma Qingqing nodded, "Well, I won't go."

In a blink of an eye, it was eight o'clock, and the dumplings were all wrapped, but Jiang Shu still didn't come back.

Song Cheng was busy, first cooked the dumplings for a few people, and then made them the rice cakes brought by Zheng Qingyue.

Spicy, sweet and spicy, spicy, tomato, honey mustard rice cakes...

When the few people ate at [-]:[-], Song Cheng went out to answer a call, it was an unfamiliar phone number.

She closed the bedroom door, listened to the man on the other end of the phone, and asked her anxiously: "Are you Song Cheng?"

"it's me."

"Can I come to the hospital now? Dr. Jiang had a car accident on the way home." After the man finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

(End of this chapter)