I just want to be soft on her

Chapter 74 New Friends, New Neighbors

Song Cheng will lose all sleepiness now, she is sober, and so is Zheng Qingyue at the side.

She quickly conceived the words of thanks in her mind, then mustered up the courage to turn her head, and just as she was about to speak, she took a step ahead.

"Song Cheng, let's add a WeChat!" Zheng Qingyue said excitedly: "You are the first friend I moved here!"

Song Cheng was a little moved by her enthusiasm, nodded and said: "Okay, um, thank you, if I hadn't caught that person today, I might have..."

"It's okay, it's just a matter of little effort." Zheng Qingyue took out his phone and scanned Song Cheng's QR code while speaking, and added her as a friend.

Seeing that the other party had agreed, Zheng Qingyue raised his head and put his arms around Song Cheng and said, "If you add friends, then we will be friends!"

"Ah."

"Can I ask you a question, Song Cheng?"

"Row."

"I want to ask, how old are you?"

"19."

Zheng Qingyue turned around, gently grabbed Song Cheng's shoulders with both hands, and said with a surprised face: "You are actually younger than me, I am 21 years old."

"But you don't look like a 21-year-old at all. I think you are more like a teenage girl."

Song Cheng looked at her, her face was white and tender, and her personality made her look younger.

And what she was wearing was a green down jacket, black pants, and a pair of orange shoes.

This kind of outfit looks more avant-garde.

Also, her grandma has gray hair and is really super pretty. Maybe among the people Song Cheng has met, Zheng Qingyue is really suitable.

"Hahahaha, thank you, this is the first time I met a friend younger than me, and oh, you are really cute!"

Zheng Qingyue smiled at her, and the two chatted all the way.

Song Cheng knew that Zheng Qingyue was a senior student in Haida University, majoring in art design. Because her senior year required an internship, she moved out of the dormitory in advance to prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination.

As soon as Song Cheng heard the word "graduate entrance examination", Song Cheng's brain ached. At the beginning of this semester, she would only be in her junior year, and after her junior year, she would go to her senior year.

Because the two chatted enthusiastically in the car, the taxi drove to the gate of the community in a short while.

The two got out of the car, and Song Cheng followed Zheng Qingyue and walked two steps. There seemed to be a person standing by the light pole on the left side of the street.

She turned her head and took a look, feeling something was wrong, why did this person's figure look so familiar?
She fell back again, stood in front of the man, and looked at it with the screen of her mobile phone, "Jiang...Jiang Mo, why are you here?"

Jiang Mo heard Song Cheng's voice, opened his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed, "I'm waiting for you..."

"Ah? Wait for me?" Song Cheng didn't quite understand, "Why did you wait for me? Aren't you cold standing here?"

She really has a headache.

Jiang Mo put his hands on her face, "I just went upstairs for a while, when I heard the sound of a police car, and you didn't send me a message, saying that you went home."

"I was worried that you would be caught by the police, so I ran down. Unfortunately, when I ran down, the police had already left."

He sighed again and again.

Song Cheng really couldn't laugh or cry, "Why...why didn't you call me, just stood here and waited for so long?!"

"I... When I went downstairs, I was in a hurry and forgot to take my phone." He was so wronged, "I was afraid of missing you, so I didn't go upstairs to get it."

Song Cheng looked at his worried face, and her anger was instantly dissipated, "Forget it, let's go back, what should I do if I catch a cold."

"Are you really okay?" Jiang Mo glanced at Zheng Qingyue who was touching his chin, "Also, who is she?"

When Zheng Qingyue heard that he was called, he squinted his eyes and said, "Hi, my name is Zheng Qingyue, Song Cheng's new friend!"

Jiang Mo looked back at Song Cheng again, "Then I'll go back first, call me and tell me what happened tonight, do you understand?"

"Yeah." Song Cheng nodded, and she turned her head after watching Jiang Mo slowly leave her sight.

Heart warm.

"Is he your boyfriend?" Zheng Qingyue pointed to the direction where Jiang Mo left, and asked Song Cheng.

"Well, it's my boyfriend."

"Hmm...it doesn't look very smart."

Zheng Qingyue evaluated him seriously.

Song Cheng couldn't help laughing when she heard what she said, even she felt that Jiang Mo didn't seem very smart.

It's like... what, she can't say.

"By the way, which building are you in? I'm in building five." Zheng Qingyue asked her as the two walked towards the community.

Song Cheng's eyes lit up when he heard the fifth building, "I'm also in the fifth building, by the way, which floor are you on?"

"The fifth floor of the fifth building."

"Five...the fifth floor of the fifth building..." She stopped suddenly and asked her, "Are you sure you are on the fifth floor of the fifth building?!"

Zheng Qingyue looked at her suspiciously, "Yes, I'm on the fifth floor of the fifth building, what's wrong with you?"

"Then we are in the same building, on the same floor, so you can't be the 503 opposite my house, right?"

She wants to make sure again, because there are four families living on that floor, her house is 501, and the door opposite her house is 503, 503 has been vacant for a long time, so those who are on the fifth floor will most likely live in 503.

Zheng Qingyue raised his eyebrows, "Hmm, you are very smart, Song Cheng. I live in 503."

"No, it's just that 503 has been empty for a long time, so it's easy to think there hahaha."

"Then you are also very smart." Zheng Qingyue was not stingy in boasting, and she liked this new friend very much.

Song Cheng smiled and followed her into the elevator.

After breaking up with Zheng Qingyue, she returned home, opened the door with a key, then locked it again, finally breathed a sigh of relief, took off her shoes, and walked barefoot on the wooden floor.

Thinking back to what happened just now, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart, why did she encounter this kind of thing twice.

The first time I was followed by people on the bus, I met Jiang Mo, and the second time I was followed in the community, fortunately there was Zheng Qingyue.

What about next time?Next time, I'm afraid no one will be able to help her.

Song Cheng turned on the night light in the living room, then fell down on the sofa, squinting her eyes slightly, wanting to sleep.

She closed her eyes, and a bloody, terrifying face jumped into her sight, causing her to open her eyes violently.

"No way..." Song Cheng rubbed the center of her brows, she wasn't that fragile mentally, so it wouldn't be like this.

She closed her eyes again, and that face jumped out again. This time, Song Cheng couldn't fall asleep at all.

"What should I do, I'm so sleepy..." She covered her head with her hands and warned her brain, "Don't let it go! I want to sleep, I'm not afraid of him!"

After finishing speaking, she closed her eyes again, but that face still ran out relentlessly.

In the end, she had to ask for help from the sidelines.

(End of this chapter)