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Chapter 35
Song Yuan bowed his head inadvertently, only to find that Rong Heng had a bag in his hand, which belonged to the People's Hospital of this city, which looked like a case list.
The two were already friends, Song Yuan would not be stingy about her concern, pointed to the case sheet, and asked, "Is anyone in your family sick?"
Rong Heng was stunned, and looked down at the case sheet in his hand, smiled and shook his head, "It's not my family, it's me."
This time it was Song Yuan's turn to be stunned. She uttered a loud voice, and then asked him afterwards, "Are you sick? You don't look like a patient."
She was telling the truth, she felt that this Mr. Xie was not like a patient, he looked very healthy.
"I can't be considered sick." Rong Heng seemed to be afraid of disturbing others, and he involuntarily lowered his voice, with a slight smile on his face, "I had an accident this year. Injury, I almost died. Fortunately, if a good-hearted person sent me to the hospital in time, it was considered my life back, but it may be that my brain was injured and I can’t remember many things after I woke up. This time I came here, too. I heard people say that there are experts, and my family also wants me to come and relax."
He spoke of this experience lightly.
Song Yuan was frightened.
It always feels very thrilling, but if she hasn't experienced such things as amnesia herself, then it is difficult for her to believe that such things happen in life, after all, the amnesia is only seen in TV dramas.
Seeing Rong Heng's gentle face with a faint daze, she felt the same way, "I can understand, it must be a bad feeling to lose my memory."
"I just feel very guilty and worry my family. After all, I have forgotten everything when I wake up, and I don't even remember who my relatives are. My mother has been uncomfortable for a long time." Rong Heng said again, "Miss Song, seems to be In front of you, I can say my true thoughts without any burden. I am not afraid of your jokes. The feeling of losing my memory is really bad. For example, facing my parents, I also feel very strange, it seems that it is not mine. Loved ones."
Will this happen if have amnesia?
Song Yuan couldn’t understand this. When she saw Rong Ting for the first time, although she was also very unfamiliar, she would feel uncomfortable when she saw Rong Ting uncomfortable. She would also like it from the heart when she was a stranger. ...This is probably the blood relationship between mother and child.
Song Yuan couldn't help but comfort Rong Heng, "Mr. Xie, it doesn't matter, modern medicine is so advanced, maybe it won't take long for you to remember."
Rong Heng laughed, "After these few months, I have also looked away. Of course it is the best when I think of it. It doesn’t matter if I don’t remember. The most important thing is to grasp the moment. Sometimes I also think about forgetting some unhappy things, maybe It's a good thing."
"It's best if you can think so." Seeing Rong Heng so open and transparent, Song Yuan no longer worried about him.
"That's right." Rong Heng still carried a bag in his hand. He smiled and handed it to her. "This is a gift from a friend. I don't think it will be necessary. I don't know if your son is learning calligraphy. This copybook is not bad. If your son has this intention, you can let him practice."
Song Yuan took it, and looking at the packaging and texture of the copybook, she knew it was very valuable. Of course she was embarrassed to accept it.
Rong Heng smiled and said, "I have no children, and there are no children learning calligraphy at home. It would be a waste to put it here. Just keep it. It's a meeting gift for your son."
He said so, and Song Yuan didn’t refuse, “Thank you, it’s a coincidence. My son likes to write calligraphy with brush. It’s not that I boast. He really writes very well. The training here I took him to the class. He said that his teacher is not level enough and there is no way. My dad is also contacting Capital now. I heard that there is a very good calligrapher. When he sees it, can he walk the door to worship that calligrapher? As a teacher."
Rong Heng thought, "I really can't delay the child. If there is a place where I need my help, I must say that I know some people at the capital."
Song Yuan felt that although the two had not known each other for a long time, she really had a good impression of him. He was enthusiastic and would not be abrupt.
"thank you."
"You're welcome." Rong Heng raised his hand and glanced at the time. "My friend should get off work too, I'm leaving now."
Song Yuan waved to him, "Goodbye, by the way, thank you for your copybook."
After watching Rong Heng leave, Song Yuan paid close attention to the situation of Rong Ting in the house.
Rong Ting took a piano experience class. Judging from his expression, he seemed not interested in piano.
Song Yuan took his hand downstairs and asked, "Gu Gu, do you like playing the piano?"
"It's not like it," Rong Ting answered honestly.
"Okay." Song Yuan didn't feel disappointed either. After all these few days of experience class, she could see that her son didn't have much interest in musical instruments. He was still a little interested in things like skating and taekwondo.
"By the way, this copybook is for you." After getting on the bus, Song Yuan handed the handwritten copybook to Rong Ting. "It seems to be a copybook for practicing calligraphy. This is from a friend of mine. You should use it."
Rong Ting really loved it. After reading through the copybook, he said with emotion: "This thing is really good, and I like it very much."
"It's fine if you like it. I'll buy you a new one when you practice."
"Thank you, empress."
After returning home, Rong Ting used this copybook, which meant it was a bit of a waste of sleep and food. After this period of observation, Song Yuan finally decided to wait for the capital to enroll him for three classes temporarily, namely skating, taekwondo, and English.
It sounds like the schedule is full. In fact, Rong Ting has to wait until the winter vacation to go to kindergarten, and the kindergarten ends early every day, so he also has enough time.
Originally, Song Yuan couldn’t bear it. After all, she didn’t learn so much when she was a child. As a result, in the mother group she just joined, a mother shared her daughter’s schedule. Classes will take place from week to Friday. After school in the afternoon To play the piano, learn English on Saturday morning, and Latin dance in the afternoon. As for school on Sunday, learn how to make, and learn Taekwondo in the afternoon. After Song Yuan saw such a schedule, that bit of reluctance immediately disappeared...
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Ji Junpei used to be in a club with Song Yuan. This time when Ji Junpei came back, the classmates of the club organized a dinner and said that they welcomed him back to the embrace of his motherland. The other classmates all took time out of their busy schedule. This made Song Yuan, who had resigned at home, couldn’t find any excuses, so he could only go to eat.
When Song Yuan entered the club, Ji Junpei was already preparing to study abroad. On the surface, they didn't seem to have much to do with each other, but their mutual friends knew that there was something between them.
Later, new people came in from their clubs, but it was their group who had the best relationship. Song Yuan was almost the youngest. In the school, the seniors and sisters also cared for her and gave a lot of help.
The snow had already melted. When Song Yuan drove to the appointment, everyone else had already arrived. Ji Junpei had booked a big box.
Song Yuan was sitting in the block with a senior, because she was the latest, and was fined a glass of juice.
Everyone present has graduated. Song Yuan came here because he knew the characters of these people. They were not humorous. Regardless of what they thought, it wouldn't make her embarrassed on the surface. At the party last year, she and Ji Junpei were a little bit like Ambiguous, they would not make that kind of joke, which made Song Yuan feel comfortable.
Halfway through the meal, Ji Junpei suddenly asked, "Yuanyuan, I remember your father seems to have bought you a suite, which community is it?"
"I know this, it's Fairview Garden!" A senior said cheerfully, "I asked her about the inconvenience of transportation, so I almost bought a house there."
"Well, it's Fairview Garden."
Fairview Garden is a community developed in this city a few years ago. At that time, the location and layout were good, and the real estate was sold out soon after it was launched.
"Why, Junpei, do you want to rent or buy?" the senior sister sitting next to Song Yuan asked.
Ji Junpei looked at Song Yuan intentionally or unintentionally, and quickly recovered his gaze, and said with a smile: "I want to buy a house. I have made some money from projects abroad in the past few years, and my parents can support it. Paying a down payment should not The question is. I just don't know which neighborhood is better now?"
Others have provided references to Ji Junpei. Discussions are very intense. They are currently married, but they have not yet given birth, so they still regard the house as the most important thing right now.
Ji Junpei suddenly asked, "Yuanyuan, what do you think? Do you recommend it?"
Song Yuan was stunned. She was immersed in a meal just now. At this moment, she was suddenly called. Looking at Ji Junpei's eager eyes, she subconsciously lowered her head and said, "I didn't pay attention to this area, and I don't know which neighborhood is more popular now."
I don't know if she is too sensitive and didn't have a meal so happy.
Ji Junpei competed with a senior to pay for the bill. In the end, Ji Junpei grabbed the opportunity to pay the bill on the grounds that he needed a lot of help after he returned to China. He called the waiter to pay the bill. The waiter came in after a while and told them that someone had already paid for the bill. .
"Have you bought the order? Who paid it?" The people in the box shook their heads and said that they did not buy the order.
The waiter glanced at the ordering machine in his hand, and said with certainty: "There is indeed someone paying the bill. I just confirmed with the front desk and said it is Miss Song's friend."
There was only Song Yuan whose surname was Song in the box, and everyone looked at her.
Song Yuan was also confused, "My friend? Who?"
The waiter picked up the walkie-talkie and confirmed with the front desk again, "It is indeed Miss Song's friend, it's a gentleman. The front desk said that this gentleman had white hair, so I was very impressed.
Song Yuan’s first reaction was Rong Heng.
Her friend seems to be only Rong Heng dyed white hair.
Ji Junpei was also very impressed with Rong Heng. After all, he had only seen him a few days ago, and the look in the other person’s eyes is still fresh in his memory until now. Now he actually came to pay the bill...
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