Song Jing sat at the back of the classroom, wearing headphones, and made the final modifications to Jeffrey's score and sent it to Sherry.
The top of the chat page is the chat history between her and Shi Yan.
It had been almost half a month since Shi Yan's birthday. Shi Yan said that he had not returned to Yan's house since he went to see an old friend.
In the past half month or so, they had sent less than ten messages in total.
Song Jing himself has a cold personality. In the past, he would not contact other people unless necessary. In the past few months, he had been with Shi Yan and developed the habit of contacting him at any time.
But in the past half month or so, Shi Yan's reply to all the messages she sent, no matter how long or short, only had one word, hmm.
Song Jingjing entered her chat page with Shi Yan.
Me: [The housekeeper said you are going to see an old friend and you won’t be back for a few days?]
The reply messages were more than three hours apart.
Shi Yan: [Hmm.]
This is the first day.
Song Jing thought that when Shi Yan met his old friend, he might arrange a wine party or something like that, but he was busy and didn't take it to heart. He waited to video chat with him in the evening.
But when she waited until 12 o'clock in the evening, Shi Yan didn't send a video invitation, and she couldn't get any news.
Song Jing still thought he was busy, so he washed himself and went to bed.
News for the next day.
Me: [Call me a video when you’re done.]
There was no reply from Shiyan this time.
Then there was no news for five days.
On the sixth day, Song Jing made a video call, but Shi Yan hung up immediately.
If Xiang Wenxing hadn't gone to school normally and there was nothing unusual, Song Jing would have wondered whether Shi Yan was in danger again while on a mission.
On the tenth day, Song Jing sent another message.
Me:【What do you mean?】
The reply messages were more than five hours apart.
Shiyan:【Busy.】
Song Jing did not reply to the message, and the chat page stopped a few days ago.
The chat page between the two of them was still a photo of the two of them that Song Jing had specially set up to make Shi Yan happy.
Just as Song Jing was about to exit the chat page, his eyes suddenly changed.
Shi Yan's avatar has been changed.
Shi Yan's previous profile picture was a photo of them together in the back seat of a car, but I don't know when it was changed to a universe with floating planets in the past few days.
The avatar of the Song Dynasty's Jinshiyan was only visible in the Moments for three days, and nothing could be seen.
He doesn't answer video calls and replies to messages in a slow and cold tone.
This is no excuse to be busy.
Because both of them are busy, Song Jing would have gone to other things if he had not promised Grandpa Han to stay at Beijing University to study and prepare for the global supernatural exchange conference.
Shi Yan was just as busy as before, but no matter how busy they were, they still had to send messages, make phone calls and make videos. This situation had never happened before.
When the bell rang, Song Jing picked up his backpack and left the classroom through the back door.
What Xiang Wenxing is most afraid of these days is meeting Song Jing's eyes. He sneaks out of class very quickly and looks left and right, as if he were a thief.
Song Jing came out of the corner and blocked Xiang Wenxing's path.
Xiang Wenxing paused in his steps, and even a flash of surprise flashed across his face, a bit like a frightened bird. He carefully put on a smile and said, "Jing...Sister Jing, aren't you leaving after school?"
Song Jing looked at him indifferently, "Avoiding me?"
"No, there's no such thing." Xiang Wenxing said awkwardly, "I'm just quite busy. I have to rush back to do things after class. Sister Jing, what, I'm leaving first?"
Xiang Wenxing moved to the side, wanting to slip away.
Song Jing moved his steps and blocked Xiang Wenxing's path again. Xiang Wenxing tried to run away too fast and almost fell down without stopping.
"What is Shi Yan doing?"
"No...nothing to do, Brother Yan is just busy." Xiang Wenxing's eyes were wandering.
"How busy are you? Is it the most critical time to build a stealth fighter, or is it the most critical time to manufacture a stealth submersible cruiser?" Song Jing asked expressionlessly.
"Sister Jing, please don't embarrass me." Xiang Wenxing grimaced, "You also know how dare we ask more questions about Brother Yan."
"You don't dare to ask more, then you should know where Shi Yan is, right? The Eagle Base, or the Ordnance Research Institute? Or some other place?"
Xiang Wenxing touched his nose and said, "Actually, Brother Yan hasn't been there recently."
Song Jing's indifferent eyes darkened, "He went on a mission?"
"No."
"All the companies under your name are going to go bankrupt?"
"No... not that much."
He didn't go to the computer room, he didn't go on a mission, and his property wasn't about to close down, so what was he busy with?
If Song Jing still doesn't realize that Shi Yan is deliberately avoiding her, then all these years of her life would have been in vain.
"Where is Shiyan?"
Just as Xiang Wenxing was about to say he didn't know, Song Jing blocked his escape route, "You and Qi Shang have to report to Shi Yan every day, don't say you don't know."
"In a villa in the suburbs." Xiang Wenxing sighed, "Sister Jing, in fact, in the adult world, sometimes if you don't reply to a message, you have already replied. Do you understand what this means?"
"The school you drove to?" Song Jing ignored his question.
"Yes." Xiang Wenxing nodded.
"Send me there." Song Jingdang walked towards the classroom parking lot first.
Can Xiang Wenxing refuse? Of course he wouldn't.
As the car drove out, Song Jing sat in the back seat, indifferently lowering his eyes and tapping his cell phone.
Xiang Wenxing glanced in the rearview mirror and sighed silently.
In fact, there wasn't much emotion on Song Jing's face, and even his aura didn't change much, but Xiang Wenxing was keenly aware of the changes.
At this time, Song Jing was not the Song Jing who was with their brother Yan. Even though there was little expression on his face, he gave the impression that he was suppressing his temper and was relatively gentle.
She seemed to have turned into the Song Jing they first met in the ghost market. She was clearly right in front of them, but they were far away.
The car drove into the villa community and stopped at the gate of the villa.
A woman happened to come out of the villa with a watering can, and Shi Yan was by her side.
The woman turned to Shi Yan and smiled, not knowing what she said.
The two went to the small courtyard of the villa together. The woman bent down to water the flowers, while Shi Yan watched from the side.
Song Jing was sitting in the back seat of the car with the window behind her. The iron fence didn't block much of her view. She could clearly see the woman's face.
It was a face that was sixty-seven percent similar to hers.
"Is this the old friend that Shi Yan came to see after his birthday?" Song Jing watched the woman pick a flower and hand it to Shi Yan, then turned around. Shi Yan stepped forward with lowered eyes and picked the flower.
Wear it on the bun on the back of a woman's head.
The woman's temperament is very gentle. Standing with Shi Yan like this, at a glance, she looks really talented and good-looking.
"Yes." Xiang Wenxing replied, "Her name is You Ling, and she and Brother Yan are childhood sweethearts. However, because of her family background, she has never been to the Shi family, and no one in the Shi family knows her existence. She has been living here.
In a villa, I went abroad a few years ago without telling Brother Yan for some reasons, and I only came back some time ago."
"Brother Yan...Brother Yan has actually been looking for her these years."
"Sister Jing, what about... How about you and Brother Yan just get together and break up."