I just want to be soft on her

Chapter 177 Reply
Hua Zhaoshen told her mysteriously, "It will definitely be delivered, this address... Keep it a secret for now, wait for the other party to reply, and you will know."

Song Cheng shrugged, "Okay, I'll just trust you this time, and trust me a little bit in the fact that I can receive a reply."

After the two left the post office, Hua Zhao took her around this small seaside town to get acquainted with the way.

In the evening, Hua Zhao took her to a barbecue, a barbecue by the sea, on the open-air beach, a rack was set up, and all kinds of seafood were grilled on it.

Because it was Hua Zhao's treat, Song Cheng had a great time eating it, sprinkled too much chili, and her lips turned red.

"Thank you for inviting me to barbecue!" Song Cheng stood on tiptoe and patted Hua Zhao's shoulder on the way back.

Hua Zhao was patted by her, and his whole body trembled. He hadn't been patted on the shoulder by a woman yet, let alone she was a woman with amnesia.

"What's wrong with you? Are you scared?" Song Cheng ran up to him quickly and asked him with concern.

Hua Zhao turned his head to the darkness, Song Cheng couldn't see his expression clearly, he shook his head and said, "No, go home quickly."

"Okay then." Song Cheng walked in front of Hua Zhao, pointed to the stars in the sky and said, "Look, these stars are really bright, I like stars very much, how about you?"

Hua Zhao followed her fingers and looked up, nodded and said, "The stars are really bright, but... I prefer the sun, which can light up all the darkness, and is hotter and warmer."

"Oh..." Song Cheng looked up at the stars in the sky as she walked, feeling a little lost.

When she was in the hospital, the kind old lady said to her: "People who like you will also like things you like."

It seems that Hua Zhao is not someone who likes her.

However, Song Cheng seemed to be thinking too much. She and Hua Zhao were just the relationship between the rescuer and the rescued.

If you think about it that way, it doesn't matter.

Perhaps because of eating too much chili, Song Cheng's stomach was very uncomfortable at three o'clock in the morning, and it hurt very much.

She has diarrhea...

It was not until the morning when Hua Zhao threw a few stomach medicines for her, and after taking some stomach medicines, her stomach finally got better.

"Next time I have to watch you, don't eat something so spicy." Hua Zhao held a bowl of stomach nourishing porridge in his hand, put it in front of Song Cheng, and then returned to his seat.

Song Cheng paled from the pain, covered her stomach with one hand, and nodded her head at Hua Zhao, "Thank you Brother Hua Zhao for the stomach medicine, I am very grateful."

Hua Zhao looked up at her, then lowered his head, thinking for a while, thinking how this girl's personality is different from before, the change is really big...

"By the way, Brother Hua Zhao, do I need to go to work?" Song Cheng asked him seriously with one hand on his chin.

Hua Zhao stopped what he was doing, "No need, you just need to restore your memory here."

"How long will it take? What if I can't recover?" Song Cheng could easily ask Hua Zhao.

Hua Zhao didn't know how to answer this question, "If you can't recover in two years, then you won't be able to recover."

"..."

Song Cheng didn't ask him any more questions, and lowered his head to drink the porridge.

Therefore, she now understands the meaning of her staying here, and it takes two years to restore her memory.

She thought to herself: "That's really a luxury..."

Time flies, like a white horse passing by.

One year later, in May, in a small seaside town, Song Cheng wore a long lavender dress and wandered around the alleys of the town.

Her hair has grown very long this year, and it hangs around her waist. In order to manage this long hair, she tied it up and planned to go to the barber shop in the town to cut it off.

On the way to the barber shop in town, she passed the post office, and when she saw the post office, she stopped.

Song Cheng still remembered that in May last year, Hua Zhao was at this post office and sent a letter for her.

A year has passed, and she has not received a reply.

"Liar, I promised to write back." Song Cheng complained dissatisfiedly.

She stood outside the post office for a while, then decided to go in and have a look.

The interior of the post office is still the same as before, the color of the log at first glance, with a little fresh green.

She walked around the post office, and when she was about to leave, the clerk suddenly stopped her.

"Miss, may I ask if you and your boyfriend have been here to post letters in the past year?" The clerk came out of the window, walked up to her, and asked her.

Song Cheng frowned, "Ah, this... I came here last year, but it wasn't with my boyfriend, it was a boy who seemed to be doing nothing."

Speaking of the word "hangerlangdang", the clerk suddenly remembered, "I remembered, you came with a handsome guy who thought he looked very chic."

Song Cheng didn't refute. Although Hua Zhao looked a little foolish, his face also made him look very free and easy.

"Well, that's right." She nodded,
Then the clerk asked her to wait for a while, and ran into a room inside by herself.

Song Cheng waited outside for a long time before the clerk came out panting, holding a letter in his hand.

"Excuse me, is your name Song Cheng?" The clerk looked at the name on the letter paper and asked her name again.

Song Cheng nodded, "Well, my name is Song Cheng."

"That's right. This letter was delivered during the winter solstice last year. I called you at that time, but you didn't answer, so I left it with us first. I didn't expect you to come here today."

After patiently explaining it to her, the clerk handed the letter to her, "Now it's back to its original owner."

"Thank you." Song Cheng took the letter and walked out of the post office. She looked at the address on the envelope in her hand, xx Post Office, xx Road, Haishi, December 2022, 12, and the sender, whose name was Jiang Shu.

She held the letter in her arms, and was going to read it when she went home. The first task now was to get a haircut.

Turning the corner of the street, Song Cheng saw a large group of people gathered around the door of the barbershop, and everyone's faces were filled with excitement.

"What the hell?" Song Cheng walked over slowly, walked to the back of the crowd, and said to the people around outside: "Well, please step aside, I want to go in."

"Sister, you can't go in. There's a big star here, and she's getting her hair done!" said the little sister standing beside her.

Song Cheng stood behind and couldn't see anything except a piece of human head. In order to find out which star was doing her hair inside, she could only stand on tiptoe and look inside hard.

It's a pity that she is not tall enough, and in the end she can only look inside by jumping and jumping.

"Well, let's make room." A woman's voice came from the crowd.

(End of this chapter)