I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 277 I miss you
In the evening, in the dormitory.

Su Shao was sitting at the table looking at her phone, Nan Yixi passed behind her several times, but she didn't notice.

"Sister Shao, what are you looking at? So serious?" Nan Yixi moved closer to Su Shao.

When she found out that Su Shao was looking at the air tickets, she couldn't help asking in surprise, "Are you going to leave me and go out alone on May [-]st?"

Su Shao smashed the phone screen to her face, "Come on, show me! Is this for fun?"

Nan Yixi held his sore nose, "What is it if you don't go out to play? Go on honeymoon with Dr. Song?"

She shrank her neck back, and then she could see clearly where the plane landed on the screen.

Mausoleum City?

It turned out to be Lingcheng?
"You want to go back to your grandma's house?" Nan Yixi opened his mouth wide, his eyes filled with disbelief.

She hadn't heard Su Shao talk about Mausoleum City for a long time, and even almost got the city name out of her mind.

"Yeah." Su Shao put the phone back, looked at the flight sequence displayed on the screen, "Go back and check on May [-]st, and check it for my parents too."

Nan Yixi didn't know much about Lingcheng, she only knew that, as far as she could remember, every time Su Shao came back from that place during the winter and summer vacations, the only thing he talked to her was complaints and dissatisfaction.

It is said that there are many mosquitoes in that place, the buildings are old, and traditional things are always regarded as treasures.

"You really want to go back?" Nan Yixi frowned, "Don't you really hate that place?"

Su Shao thought, yes, she really hates that place.

However, I hated how all these years had passed, and the memories of crying and fussing in her childhood were clearly imprinted in her mind and heart like an axe, chisel, and knife.

"It's been a long time since I went back. It just so happens that this time I go back in time for my grandma's birthday." Su Shao paused on the screen with her fingertips, and then whispered again, "Go back and see that stubborn old man too."

Nan Yixi didn't understand what was said later, so she sighed melancholy, "At first, I thought that you could cultivate a good relationship with your Brother Song on May [-]st, but it seems like it's over."

Su Shao shrugged, "It's a pity. But he is an emergency doctor, and he probably won't be able to leave during the holidays."

"What are you going to do on May Day?" Su Shao turned to look at Nan Yixi, "Lying dead at home?"

Nan Yixi snorted coldly, "I fucking want to. My mother just told me that I'm not allowed to go anywhere on May Day, and insists on meeting that damned betrothed person!"

After she finished speaking, she gritted her teeth, "To be honest, I'm almost losing confidence in love now."

Su Shao frowned, "Just because of Qin You?"

Nan Yixi rolled his eyes, a little reluctant to talk to Su Shao, "Scumbag is really not worth it! I'm about to lose confidence in love, it's because of you."

Su Shao put down the phone, raised a finger and pointed at the tip of his nose.

She wondered, "Because of me?"

Nan Yixi clicked his tongue twice, looking at Su Shao with envy and jealousy, but more of expectations and blessings, "I think, even if I talk about a hundred boyfriends, I will definitely not be able to pick one like your Song Brother is so outstanding."

This is true, and it sounds very pleasing to the ear.

After taking a shower and lying back on the bed, Su Shao took out her mobile phone, and she checked the time.

It's already eleven o'clock in the evening.

Song Yan doesn't get off work the evening shift today, so he's almost off work at this time.

SS: Brother?Are you home yet?

Just as Song Yan drove the car into the underground garage of the community, his phone vibrated slightly twice.

He parked the car and took out his phone to check.

It was the little girl who sent him a message.

Song Yan had two major surgeries today, and was almost in the operating room for nearly two hours.

At this moment, his brows and eyes were tired, but when he saw the message sent on WeChat, the brows slightly relaxed.

With a movement of his fingertips, he clicked on the top dialog box on WeChat.

In the eye, it is a small star that overflows the screen.

The stars dispersed, and a sentence appeared on the dialog box.

SS: I miss you.
(End of this chapter)