Chapter 64 (2/2)
Yunhua several times secretly looked at the girl beside her from the street lamp, and finally could not help asking, ”Song ye, if you don't go home for the Spring Festival, does it really matter?”
”In the future, the community is my home.” Song Ye's voice reverberates gently in the silent street, as if a breeze blowing into Yunhua's heart.
”So your parents are not going back?” Since she lived in the community, song Ye has always been alone. She has never met the Song family and never mentioned it. Yunhua knows all the asset gangs in Song Ye's hands, but she knows little about her family.
For song ye, the Song family can't be called family members. The real family members can't be contacted by her now. Therefore, ”sister Yun, from now on, we will be the real family members. In the household register, you follow my surname. Your name is song Yunhua. As for other people, they are all other people.”
Song Yunhua.
At the beginning, when she was tampering with the household register, song ye put her surname on Yunhua crown. How much of this had her own selfishness. But she also knew that Yunhua was sold into the mountains by her parents. She would never go back if she came out alive. Therefore, she never asked her life experience.
”Song ye, I always think you are cold, fierce and cruel, but...” Yunhua stopped under the halo and held the cool hand beside her. Her pale face had already turned red in her eyes. Her voice trembled slightly, with tears and hot emotions. ”But I always know that there is no one better than you in this world. Thank you, song Ye
The hot emotion turned into boiling tears, beating song Ye's cool back of hand, but it scalded her heart in an instant. The heart that had been frozen for thousands of miles was smashed into cracks, and the fresh heat rushed out to brew out emotion.
She raised her hand to dry the tears on her face for Yunhua. A trace of tenderness was rarely revealed on her cold face. ”I also want to thank you and be willing to accompany me.”
She is a cold hearted person. She was bullied and humiliated when she was young, and experienced too much cruelty in her adulthood. The world has never given her a trace of kindness, so whether she is killed or killed, her heart is always cold.
But in the past few months since her rebirth, she has gradually noticed her own change. She feels comfortable when she takes the teenagers to fight and study. Every day, she looks up and sees the lights in the community. She yearns. Since she chooses to give Xu Zihang a second chance, she knows that she has lost the essence of a killer.She had feelings, and she became richer and richer.
But she did not intend to eliminate these factors, such a day, she is very happy, that is enough.
However, there are always some people in life who want to find others unhappy if they can't see others live happily.
Three days before the new year's holiday, the school was full of excitement. Most of the students left the classroom early, so angry that the teacher repeatedly appeared in class.
”Don't forget, it's only 150 days away from the high school entrance examination. Now you are racing against the clock to study, which is closer to the goal of key high schools. Before the annual leave is released, I will take my heart back. Wang Xiaoming, come up and solve this problem. ” Be beneath the human character, the teacher knocked on the blackboard and made a surprise check. All the students immediately lowered their heads, and only dared to make complaints about the teacher in mind.
Wang Xiaoming was still thinking about the delicious roast chicken in his hometown just now. When he saw the topic on the blackboard, he was one and two big. After thinking about it for a long time, he had to admit defeat.
The teacher in charge of a class hates that iron is not made of steel. He glances at the hall and says, ”Song ye, you can do it.”
At that time, song Ye was reading a book carefully. After being called, she slowly went to the platform, picked up the chalk brush and wrote on the blackboard. In less than a minute, she solved the topic. In the eyes of the students' envy and jealousy, she drifted back to her seat.