you are my soft spot

Chapter 177
Qing Yun's eyes were full of expectations, but when he looked at the caller ID, the expectations disappeared and doubts rose.

This is an unfamiliar number, but it is somewhat familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere.

It rang for a while, and then pressed the connection in doubt, "Hi, hello, who is it?"

"Sister, it's me." There was a clear and clear child's voice on the other end of the phone, no, not all, there was a little maturity in this clear and clear voice!
It took only a few seconds for Qing Yun to react, and then surprise flashed in her eyes, "Xiao Shiyuan, is that you?"

"Yes, sister, it's me." Xiao Shiyuan is none other than the little boy Qing Yun rescued five years ago. This is Qing Yun's nickname for him.

It's been five years, Qing Yun thought he would never appear in her life again.

Surprises, like fears, always come too fast and too suddenly.

"You, why do you still have my number? And why did you suddenly contact me again? Is it yours?"

"Oh, I can't tell for a while on the phone. Let's meet up. I'm in your city right now."

Qingyun's eyes are full of the pictures of the two of them getting along back then, and every time she feels unhappy, Xiao Shiyuan becomes her happy fruit.

Qing Yun would say all those things that even Qin Ye had never said to Xiao Shiyuan.

Such a good feeling, how can I not miss it.

"Okay, where are you now? I'll go find you right away."

"My mother is here for a meeting, and she won't be back in another hour. Take advantage of this time, come and find me. I'm alone in the hotel now, and I'll send you the address."

"Good little ten dollars."

After interrupting the call, Qing Yun went straight to the door. After leaving the villa area, she put on her mask so that no one would recognize her.

I got into a taxi, and according to the coordinates sent by Xiao Shiyuan, halfway through the journey, the speed of the car suddenly dropped.

Qing Yun was stunned, "Driver, why does your car seem to be shaking a bit?"

The driver parked the car aside, got out of the car and squatted down, inspected it, his face was blackened, and smiled at Qing Yun embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, miss, my car suddenly went out of order. Problem, I need to call a car repairman, I can only drive you here, the platform is here, you should take the bus, it’s only a few stops away from here.”

Qing Yun looked at the time.

Well, let's go by bus.

"Didn't you check it before you drove out?"

"This is an unexpected situation. I have been in the industry for seven or eight years. This is the first time I have encountered this kind of problem and I can't solve it. I'm really sorry."

What else can Qing Yun say, she's unlucky.

Taking the bag, I came to the platform.

The current period is very special, thinking of the fierce words of netizens on the Internet.

Afraid of being recognized by others, she stood in a corner by herself, lifting the mask up from time to time, without looking at people, let alone talking to them.

But Murphy's Law tells us.

If you worry about something happening, it's more likely to happen.

After standing here for less than 3 minutes, a long-haired woman stood next to her, and suddenly stretched out her fingers, almost screaming while covering her face.

"Wow! Isn't this the champion mistress?"

"I recognize these eyes, they seem to be real!"

These two yells attracted the people waiting for the bus to look at Qing Yun.

(End of this chapter)