Fairytale Shelf Life [MTL]

Ch 28

Chapter 28

"Mom..."

Song Zhi's murmur made Zhou Yan pause.

He lowered his eyes and saw the tears winding down from the corners of his daughter's eyes, and he was absent-minded for a moment.

In fact, Zhou Yan knew that her daughter had always wanted to find her mother.

Although Zhou Yichan was separated from his mother when he was still a baby, he knew that she missed her mother very much and wanted to find her.

He said that his mother had returned to the northwest, and she began to yearn for the northwest.

But for so many years, her daughter has rarely expressed her missing in front of him, and she has never been so aggrieved and crying like this moment.

Is it because of the fragile moments that I miss more, or because I am disappointed in my father, I want my mother more?

Thinking of his sullenness that day and his recent indifference, Zhou Yan blamed himself for a while.

He sighed heavily, patted his daughter's back with pity, and then quickened his pace.

When Song Zhi finally regained consciousness and woke up, she was lying on the emergency bed in the hospital.

With needles stuck in the back of his hand, and footsteps in the corridor, he suddenly thought that he had really returned to his childhood.

"Are you awake?"

A man's deep voice came from beside him.

Song Zhi tilted his head and saw Zhou Yan sitting by the bed, and then remembered that he was playing someone else's daughter now.

When she just woke up, she didn't think too much, and said something almost instinctively: "I'm sorry..."

Zhou Yan reached out to touch her forehead, and said softly, "Why should you apologize? Dad should apologize." Song

Song I was taken aback suddenly.

Sickness is a deviation in all plans, she doesn't know how Zhou Yichan behaves when she is sick, but she herself will apologize to her mother every time she gets sick.

As a creator, Song Yumo would be very nervous every time she started to create a book. When she was sick, her thinking would be unclear, which would disrupt her rhythm and affect her plan. Song Yumo would be very cautious at that time, even if she had a slight cold, she would feel annoyed and emotional.

Therefore, Song Zhi didn't dare to get sick, and would subconsciously apologize when he was sick.

She has been sensible for so long that she forgot that ordinary children don't need to say sorry when they get sick.

Song Zhi stared at the man in a daze for a long time, then she suddenly asked: "Dad, did you send me to the hospital?" The

daughter's tone contained a hint of surprise, as if she couldn't believe that she was willing to send her It's like coming to the hospital.

Zhou Yan thought that she was not sure because of being punished, and her guilt rose sharply.

"Which time did your father not send you to the hospital when you were sick? Zhou Yichan," he told his daughter with a straight face, "Even if we were arguing, my father would never leave you alone when you were sick. So there will be no next time, understand? "

Song Zhi understands. The man is feeling sorry for his daughter, and promises to her that she will not have to fight hard at any time.

It was clearly the normal concern of her family, but her whole body seemed to be thrown into lemonade, sour and uncontrollable, but surging upward with surging bubbles.

Afraid that he would cry if he couldn't help it, Song Zhi didn't speak, but nodded emphatically.

Zhou Yan smiled and patted her head, as if comforting, and said considerately: "Are you hungry? I asked Zhuangzhuang to cook your favorite yam pork rib porridge." Song Zhiguai nodded, and was about to stand up, the

man But he stopped her: "Don't move."

Then, Zhou Yan supported her so that she didn't have to exert force on the needle hand. Immediately afterwards, he poured out half a bowl of porridge from the thermos, and took a spoonful along the edge of the bowl to her mouth.

He actually wanted to feed her.

Song Zhi felt so flattered that he didn't dare to open his mouth for a while.

Some people need to apologize humblely when they are sick, while others are sick and become princesses again, and they don't even have to eat. She never thought that one day, she would be able to be a little princess held by her parents when she was sick.

"What's the matter?"

Zhou Yan joked: "I don't want Dad to blow it cold before feeding you?"

Song Zhi endured the wetness in his eyes, shook his head, and ate the porridge in one bite. It was a little hot, it should be salty, but she tasted sweetness, turning the lemonade that soaked her into honey, it was a dream come true.

She swallowed her dream before replying, "I just feel so happy, so happy."

It is ethereal and real happiness.

The childhood longing was fulfilled in an accident of a fantasy trip. The suspicion was false, but the hot porridge realized this happiness through the senses.

And Zhou Yan has no way of knowing Song Zhi's mixed emotions, and only thinks that his daughter is comparing this moment with the previous moment of vulnerability and helplessness.

"I'm sorry." He took the initiative to give in to his daughter. "Dad overreacted that night. The news was really too much."

He said, "Anyway, I shouldn't have tried to test you. Dad formally apologizes to you."

Song Zhi was taken aback.

It seemed unexpected that Zhou Yan, who was once furious, regressed so easily.

This is completely different from the last time he apologized for a little negligence, that time he wanted his daughter to stay tenderly, but this time, he really compromised with her.

A warm expression spread in Song Zhixin, and she immediately said: "Actually, I was also at fault. I knew that Dad was just worried about me, but he deliberately said those words to anger you." She also apologized and bowed her head: "I'm sorry, I won't do it next time.

" I did that."

The father and daughter both chose to step back and relax, and some things could be said thoroughly.

Zhou Yan fed her a mouthful of porridge, and explained: "Actually, father is not such a rigid person, and he doesn't object to your falling in love. It's just that you and Chen Yan got acquainted. I can't help but feel frivolous after seeing those reports." "Xiaochan

, You are still too young, Dad is just worried that you will be hurt if you act too impulsively."

The man's tone is full of concern, full of sincere fatherly love.

Song Zhi didn't know how many times his heart was touched, he was completely hit and conquered, and he didn't want Zhou Yan to have any more misunderstandings.

"I understand!" She explained hastily, "But Chen Yan and I are just ordinary friends, and we haven't crossed any boundaries! So when I wrote the review, I also deliberately avoided talking about the scandal, because I didn't lie , have a clear conscience."

As if she was afraid that he still had doubts, she even promised: "If you don't believe me, Dad, then I won't see Chen Yan again, okay?"

Song Zhi's words came from the heart, absolutely no A little perfunctory.

Because at this moment, Zhou Yan is no different from her biological father in her heart, a harbor, and the happiness she is willing to give everything to keep. Moreover, Zhou Yichan herself also wanted to stay away from Chen Yan, and she didn't want to make him sad.

This guarantee is absolutely sincere.

Zhou Yan couldn't help but feel it, but he vetoed it: "You don't have to be so extreme." "

Father believes in you." He smiled and expressed his attitude, "It's fine for you to get along normally, get in touch with yourself more, and make a careful decision. "

"Dad..." Song Zhi wanted to speak but was speechless.

But Zhou Yan seemed to understand her emotion, and handed over a spoonful of yam: "Well, let's talk about it, and this matter will stop here."

She sniffed, ate the soft and glutinous deliciousness in one bite, and finally opened her eyes. Yan smiled.

An unexpected quarrel ended in an unexpected illness.

Song Zhi, who once hated and was afraid of getting sick the most, enjoyed the hospital bed today.

That day she had the most solid sleep since traveling abroad. She had a good dream. In the dream, she became Zhou Yan's real daughter.

Song Zhi was in good health, and recovered quickly from a common fever and cold.

But Zhou Yan's care for her didn't stop at the hospital for half a day. Back at the manor, Song Zhi heard with his own ears that he called and postponed the next day's work schedule. He said that his daughter was sick and he was worried about leaving.

Song Zhi was not moved by surprise, she was even a little scared.

She ran a few steps on the golf course and told the man sincerely: "I'm really fine, Dad, don't delay work because of me!" But

Zhou Yan said: "Money can be earned at any time, you don't have to worry about these things " As he spoke, he handed the club to her, "Come on, Xiao Chan, play a round with Dad."

Song Zhi didn't know how to play golf at all, but she still took a swing, and the ball flew out of nowhere. go far.

The man looked at her in surprise, as if he was about to ask her daughter why her golf skills have deteriorated so much.

Song Zhi spoke first, "It's really a powerful shot, isn't it, Dad?"

She blinked.

Zhou Yan smiled: "I know you're resurrected with full blood, since you don't want to fight, just play with yourself." "

Thank you, Dad."

Song Zhi thanked him sincerely, but did not leave. The tablet was lying behind the man and watching a movie.

The daughter's thanks were actually a little solemn, Zhou Yan was surprised for a moment, and finally thought it was the warmth after the quarrel that moved people even more.

While swinging his golf club, he said, "Perhaps arguing is also an effective way of communication, Xiao Chan, I hope you can insist on yourself and speak the truth next time." "Okay." The

girl

praised him, I don't know if it's because of this sentence, or that beautiful ball.

In short, the atmosphere between father and daughter has always been so harmonious.

They stayed at the golf course of the manor all day, doing their own things, and chatting with each other occasionally.

"Xiao Chan, where do you want to go after that?"

Almost at the same moment when Zhou Yan finished speaking, Song Zhi's mobile phone received a message from Chen Yan:

[Miss, I have ten days of vacation after the competition, you need free Tour guide? 】

The invitation is full of meaning.

Song Zhi paused for a moment, but could only read without answering, and turned off the phone.

Immediately, she raised her head and said to Zhou Yan: "I would like to go around London with Jiang Shuyue, such as York and Brighton, is that okay?"

Zhou Yan has always disapproved of her daughter traveling alone.

But at this moment, he gave in: "Okay. But try to go to a place where you can go back and forth on the same day, okay?"

The girl rolled her eyes and said, "No problem!"

In this way, Song Zhi started his own trip to London.

She asked Jiang Shuyue to find a Chinese-speaking guide by herself, and the two of them parted ways as soon as they left the manor every morning.

first day.

Song Zhi went to Buckingham Palace to witness the changing of the guard, went to 221b Baker Street where Sherlock Holmes lived, and fed the swans leisurely in Hyde Park. Finally, she boarded the London Eye at dusk to witness this romantic city fall asleep.

The next day was Song Zhi's "Harry Potter Exclusive Day".

King's Cross Station was her starting point, Harry Potter factory took her to revisit the wizarding world, and finally she ordered a cup of butterbeer in Diagon Alley in York, and took away the wand she was destined for.

On the third day, Song Zhi further broke Zhou Yan's principles.

She came to Edinburgh alone by train, two days and one night, and turned the bridge to see the sea. Read the message boards of travelers in the cafe where Rowling writes, wait for the sunset on Calton Hill, which is full of Chinese students, and buy Scottish aromatherapy in the passing streets.

Song Zhi even found a Northeastern restaurant in Edinburgh.

It was an unprecedented mix-and-match experience to eat meat in a pot in the magic city of England. She took out her mobile phone and took a photo to share with Zhou Yichan. Click on WeChat, and see the message from the boy during the day.

[Do you want to try other wines]

Immediately after the text is a photo of a blue bottle of wine, which looks extra mellow in the dim light.

Two times in a row, Chen Yan took the initiative to message her.

But Song Zhi swipe left on the screen and delete it directly, and then, she only clicked on Zhou Yichan's dialog box.

The girl has a secret in her heart, and even if she likes it, she just wants to stay away. When she mentioned it, she was depressed and afraid.

Song Zhi didn't want to go against her wishes.

Even though Zhou Yichan was completely surprised that Zhou Yan would agree to her sleepover trip, and never mentioned anything about Chen Yan, she still treated the boy coldly.

Song Zhi ended the night chatting with his sisters.

The next day, she stepped into the fantasy and romantic castle, visited the university here, and ended her trip to Edinburgh with a light rain.

The whistle of the steam train resounded through the sky, and the white smoke wafted through the summer rain. Among the greenery full of vitality, Song Zhi's heart was suddenly filled with a great sense of satisfaction.

The scenery outside the window retreated rapidly, and she felt that she was transformed into a free bird, not afraid of wind and rain, and not staying for any scenery.

Traveling alone for a few days and nights, Song Zhi is just Song Zhi, and he doesn't have to deal with anyone, and he doesn't have to overcome the irresistible temptation.

Riding the breezy wind, she finally came to the end of England - the White Cliffs of Brighton.

The green field is boundless, the sea and the sky are the same color, and the wind blows the clouds to the sea and rolls around people.

The girl stood on the edge of a white cliff, letting her black hair fly wildly. She looked at the sunny sea, and there was a lighthouse standing alone.

Gradually, her heart became extremely peaceful, and Song Zhi suddenly had a thought:

this should be here, the white cliff at the end of England, the perfect ending of her trip to London this time.

As soon as this thought came up, the phone rang, and someone who was persistent sent another letter:

【You won't be obediently grounding your feet, right? ]

[Miss, I will hold a party tomorrow night, so I will give you a face. 】

Maybe it was decided to leave, Song Zhi replied to him calmly this time:

【No, I should have been on the plane back home by then. ]

[Thank you for your invitation, goodbye, Chen Yan. 】

Song Zhi's plan was perfect, and she rejected it decisively. The end of her graduation trip should be decided by herself.

But the reality is very skinny, she is ready to leave, but Zhou Yan is not yet. Men still have an agenda to go, they have to stay for two more days.

So, at this moment, Song Zhi had to deal awkwardly with Xie Yumeng who came dressed up.

At that time, she was packing her luggage in the room when there was a sudden knock on the door.

Opened it, and saw a woman in a black spicy dress smiling at herself with full makeup on.

Xie Yumeng opened her mouth and said, "Xiaochan, you are really still in the manor. I happened to be driving today, and I will take you with me." "

Huh?" Song Zhi was confused, "Where do you want to drive me, find me Dad?"

Xie Yumeng was surprised: "You don't know? Chen Yan is having a party tonight, and I think your friend is already preparing, so it's impossible that he didn't invite you." "You said that." Song

Zhi Dazed, and then clearly refused again, "He invited, but I didn't agree to go."

"Why?"

Xie Yumeng was puzzled, paused, and said in disbelief: "Uncle Zhou didn't allow you to go? But you're all going back to your country soon, and before you leave, you go out to play and I'm with you, everything will be fine. "

The woman hugged her as she spoke, as if she wanted to take her away.

Song Zhi was as motionless as a mountain.

She grabbed Xie Yumeng, smiled, and said sincerely: "No. My father didn't restrict my association with Chen Yan, it's just that I don't want to go." Xie Yumeng saw the ambiguity of young girls, and she almost blurted out: "Why don't you want to go? Did Chen Yan offend you?"

"No, Chen Yan is very good, there is no way to offend me."

Song Zhi explained calmly, as calmly as if he was really just clearing up a ridiculous scandal : "He and I were just ordinary friends. There was an affair just a while ago. I didn't want everyone to misunderstand, so I decided to keep a little distance." Xie Yumeng looked at her with slightly surprised eyes, but he didn't continue any more

. Word.

The woman didn't seem to change her in any way because of this, she reached out to hug her and said, "It's not bad, Chen Yan is too tired to train this wild horse, go back to China and find a more gentle handsome guy!" Song Zhi

chuckled , Hugged the woman back.

"But thank you sister Yu Meng for coming to pick me up." Instead of saying goodbye, she said, "I'm leaving early the morning after tomorrow, and I haven't played much with my sister this time. Next time, do we have an appointment next time in China?" "Of course.

 Xie Yumeng kissed her on the cheek, and bid farewell gracefully, "See you next time, Sister Yichan."

Song Zhi liked Xie Yumeng very much, and watched her disappear before closing the door.

Unexpectedly—

just as she turned around, she saw that deviant boy climbed onto her balcony again at some point.

Chen Yan leaned against the door frame, stared at her quietly and said, "It turns out that the young lady avoided me because of the grounding."

Humph, I won't say who was wronged.