I forget you in the depths of time

Chapter 61

"Qingyue?"

Song Qingyue carried the big and small shopping bags, and turned around with difficulty to look at the person who called her.

"It's really you! I thought I was wrong! Why are you back?" The man approached familiarly and talked to her. Song Qingyue looked at the familiar middle-aged woman in front of her but hesitated for a long time and couldn't remember. who is she…

With a calm smile, "Excuse me, are you...?"

"I'm your father's friend! Have you forgotten Aunt Chen who used to come to your house when you were young?"

She doesn't have a deep memory of the past, no matter what, it's been so many years, she can't even remember what her father looked like, let alone other people. For a while, Song Qingyue was embarrassed and said with a smile, "Aunt Chen, what can you do?"

"It's okay, I just see that you look familiar, you girl looks more and more like your father."

"…Um."

She has a dull temperament, and Song Qingyue is not good at communication. Whether she is a peer or an elder, she doesn't like to talk, which leads to her stupid mouth and can't speak now.

Fortunately, the predicament didn't last long, and Chen Aiyi was called away, and she let out a long sigh of relief holding the shopping bag.

With difficulty, she moved back to her old residence, and as soon as she got home, she started packing, filling the refrigerator with the vegetables and fruits she bought.

Here, she has not been back for a long time.

When she was five years old, her father died in a car accident, leaving her alone in this world. She is still young and doesn't know what death is.

When she was taken away by her aunt, she was still imagining that her father would come back to find her and take her back.

But no, not once.

The aunt was kind to her, and taking care of her was just for her father's accident insurance. When the money was in hand, she was abandoned to the orphanage.

As she grew older, she knew what death was, and knew more clearly that her father would never come back.

Gently exhaling foul air, Song Qingyue resigned to her fate and began to tidy up the home she hadn't been back for a long time.

……

After getting off the plane, Shen Yichen went straight to the address Meng Jiang gave him after leaving the airport.

After getting out of the taxi, I searched one by one, and finally found the house number on the post-it note.

Looking over, the dim yellow light on the second floor was on, and my restless heart suddenly calmed down.

The corners of his lips raised uncontrollably, outlining a shallow arc. Fortunately, she was really here, otherwise...he still doesn't know where to find Song Qingyue.

For the first time in his life, Shen Yichen felt what it meant to be close to home. The person he was looking for was inside, but he didn't dare to ring the doorbell, hesitating.

……

The dim yellow floor lamp was on by the bed, and the moonlight was mottled in through the window screen. Song Qingyue was sitting on the bed and was reading a book seriously when she heard the doorbell ring.

Hesitating, he got out of bed and went to the window to look down. He didn't see anyone, but only a small garden illuminated by floor lamps.

The doorbell continued, Song Qingyue frowned and went downstairs.

Looking outside through the peephole on the door, she didn't see anyone. She was extremely vigilant and picked up an umbrella hanging by the door, and slowly opened the door.

Before she could see the other person's face clearly, a strong smell of alcohol came to her nostrils, and she was wrapped into a warm embrace.

Being hugged, Song Qingyue was startled and terrified, "Let go!"

Unable to break free, she was cruel and stepped on the opponent's foot hard, and the opponent let go of his hand with a gasp.

After finally getting rid of the restraint, Song Qingyue raised the umbrella and beat the person who took advantage of her without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)