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Chapter 9 I'm twenty-five years old, did I hurt you in vain?

Thunder came suddenly.

Shen Tingci woke up from her dream.

Spring rain always comes so unexpectedly.

The rain hit the glass window as fiercely as a fight.

But it was this sound of slapping on the glass window that awakened the past that Shen Tingci least wanted to remember.

In that warning dream, she died on such a rainy day.

Jump down from the top floor.

She fell to pieces on the dusty concrete floor, her bones uncollected.

The surroundings were dark, except for the faint scent of sandalwood scented by the bedside.

Where is this...?

Shen Tingci tightened the quilt on her body, got up in a bit of panic, and wanted to run out of the room with bare feet, but before she could figure out where the door was, the darkness faded and a warm-toned halo enveloped her. Her whole being.

She raised her eyes in surprise and saw a young man with a handsome appearance standing in the half-open doorway, wrapped in wind and rain.

"Song...banquet speech?"

The man who had changed into home clothes approached, and before she could figure it out, she felt herself rising into the air. She subconsciously raised her hand and grabbed Song Yanci as if grasping the last life-saving straw.

"You... me, why am I here with you?" Shen Tingci licked his tongue for a long time before smoothing his tongue.

Song Yanci put Shen Tingci back on the bed, then pulled the quilt on one side to cover her to make sure she wouldn't catch a cold, and then said, "You're drunk."

"But my agent..."

"Well, I don't worry about leaving it to him." Song Yanci said, bringing a glass of water to her, "Drink some to avoid having a headache tomorrow."

Shen Tingci tilted her head and looked at him doubtfully, as if she was still out of the situation.

Song Yanci's eyes dimmed, but he didn't say a word.

In Shen Tingci's drunken state today, how could he hand her over to another man?

The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier.

Then, the deafening thunder came again along with the heavy rain.

As Shen Tingci listened to the thunder, her body shivered involuntarily, and she almost couldn't hold the cup.

Song Yanci keenly took in all her expressions, then he raised his hand and held her wrist: "When are you afraid of thunder?"

"No, no." After Shen Tingci took a few sips of water, she put the cup back into his hand, "Where is my cell phone? My sister said she was going to find mine today."

"She knows you are with me." Song Yanci said, and at the same time he clearly saw Shen Tingci's resistance to him, "Shen Tingci, when you came to the Imperial Capital, you knew to look for her, but you didn't know to look for me, right? ?”

"I have been loving you for twenty-five years, but am I hurting you in vain?"

"Where am I?" Shen Tingci did not answer Song Yanci's words, but asked a new question.

"My family." Song Yanci looked at her directly, and when he spoke, his tone couldn't help but be a little bit harsh, "What? Do you need me to ask my mother to get up and see you?"

Shen Tingci thought that he would take her to a hotel or back to his own apartment, but she never thought that he would take her to the Song family's old house.

Is he really crazy?

Shen Tingci looked at him in disbelief.

Song Yanci seemed to not be able to understand Shen Tingci's meaning at all. He got up and moved a stool from the corner of the room, and sat in front of the bed: "I know you are afraid of thunder, so I will watch over you. You can sleep."

"Song Yanci..." How could Shen Tingci really let him sleep with her? But as soon as she called out his name, the man put the blindfold on her domineeringly, blocking all her sight.

"If you don't sleep, I will go find your future mother-in-law, do you understand?"

Shen Tingci: "..."

Shen Tingci thought that she would not be able to sleep when she heard the thunder, but this night, she lived extremely peacefully.

It had been a long time since she had slept so well.

This led to the fact that when she woke up the next day, she felt like staying in bed for the first time in a long time. However, in the end, this thought was turned into ashes when Chen Sui called her.

When Shen Tingci finished washing up, Song Yanci and Song's mother were sitting in the living room drinking tea.

Drinking tea in the morning has always been Song's mother's habit.

"Aunt Song." Shen Tingci immediately put on a smile when she saw the person. When she was about to sit next to Song's mother as usual, she was pushed to Song Yanci's side by Song's mother.

"Oh, why are you sitting with me?" Mother Song teased with a smile, "In the past, some people didn't come back, but you could still stick with me. Now that a jealous person has come back, you, Aunt Song, and I, Afraid of being resented.”

Shen Tingci smiled and said nothing.

"But Ci Ci, why did you drink so much wine yesterday!" Mother Song didn't notice that there was any problem in the atmosphere between them. She held her hand distressedly and said, "Wine is harmful to your health. You can drink some. But definitely don’t drink too much.”

"Yesterday, a friend came back to China, so I drank more when I was happy." Shen Tingci said obediently, "I won't do it next time."

"So that's it. I asked my aunt to make you some sobering soup. Come on, I'll go with you to drink some." Mother Song was sitting far away and it was not convenient for her to pull her, so she simply got up and took the person away, "I Listen to Xiao Ci, do you still have work today?"

"Well, my agent will pick me up in a moment."

"Hey, tell me, why are you making yourself so tired? It makes me feel bad just looking at you." Mother Song held her hand and murmured, "You haven't rested for a long time because of this job. , I called your mother yesterday, and your mother also said that you haven’t been home for the Chinese New Year in four years.”

"Your mother really misses you, and your father, too. He is a tough talker, and he is worried that you will be wronged in the industry. Why haven't you been eager to call your Uncle Song all these years and ask him to take more care of you."

"And you, Aunt Song, and I, since we entered the circle, the number of times we have seen you has plummeted over the years. I have not been able to see you once for several months. Little girl, you have no conscience."

Shen Tingci smiled as she listened to Mrs. Song's chatter, but her slightly drooped eyes became sore involuntarily.

"I am indeed a little busy during this period. After this period of work is over, how about I take Aunt Song out for a trip? It's just me, Aunt Song, my mother and sister, the four of us."

"Okay!" Mother Song responded enthusiastically, "It's just the four of us, without those stinky men."

No matter how reluctant Song's mother was, Shen Tingci could not delay her work. She could only watch her future daughter-in-law being sent away by her son, and then walking back alone.

"Why do you think I gave birth to such a useless son?" Mother Song pulled the housekeeper and said, "When he was sixteen years old, I shamelessly ran to the Shen family and settled on porcelain for him. It’s been ten years and I haven’t gotten married yet!”

"This unfilial son makes me so angry!"

"Shen Tingci, how long do you want to stay in the Imperial Capital?" Song Yanci saw Shen Tingci getting into her nanny car without looking back, but couldn't help but held her hand from behind.

Shen Tingci lowered her eyes and slowly took her hand out: "Do you want me to stay with Aunt Song? I may be very busy during this time."

Hearing her words, Song Yanci almost laughed angrily at her.

"Song Xiaoci."

"Why do you keep misinterpreting me now?"

"No, I thought..." Shen Tingci shook her head and wanted to explain, but when the words came to her mouth, she found that everything seemed quite pale and she couldn't explain it at all.

Song Yanci didn't want to hear her excuses and said directly: "It's inconvenient for you to stay in the hotel. You can come home during this period."

"No need." Shen Tingci refused without thinking.

Song Yanci's Qingjun couldn't help but frown: "Give me a reason."

"I have a house in Imperial Capital, I..."

"Why do you want to buy a house in Imperial Capital? My uncle and aunt are all in Shanghai, and I am also in Shanghai." Song Yanci interrupted her and spoke coldly, pressing harder and harder.

Shen Tingci raised her eyes in panic, and saw Song Yanci's dark eyes filled with suppressed anger, and he simply and directly grabbed her wrist.

"Song Xiaoci, aren't you going to explain?"

Hearing this name again, Shen Tingci felt dazed for a moment.

The name Song Xiaoci really comes from a very distant past.

Seeing that Shen Tingci had no intention of explaining, Song Yanci suppressed his anger and let go of her hand. He took a few steps back and looked at her indifferently, with a coldness on his face that she had never seen before. Thin.

"Shen Tingci, do you think Song Yanci is being mean again?"

"Seven years ago, you left the Shen family without saying a word, ignored anyone, and didn't answer my calls. You transferred to another school in your senior year of high school and changed your university application to another school. I can forgive you."

"In the past seven years, I have come to you countless times and you have avoided me countless times. I can just assume that you are busy with work and I don't care. What about now?"

"Shen Tingci, are you tired of me?"


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