You call Final Destination a safety education film?

Lin Yejia.

Today is the fifth day since Lin Ye returned home for winter vacation, and he vaguely senses that Jiang Qiong has begun to dislike him.

After finishing his meal, Lin Ye ate an extra bite of snacks and was nagged at several times, which made him realize that something was wrong.

It seems the "Homecoming Ghost Story" kill mechanic is about to be triggered.

Fortunately, I was prepared.

Lin Ye rushed to the bedroom, then mysteriously returned to the living room.

"Mom, look what I brought you!"

"What can you bring...?"

Lin Ye took out Jiang Feng's autographed photo, which he had specially asked Jiang Feng for on set.

Lin Ye's parents both liked Jiang Feng, especially Jiang Qiong. They would go to the premiere of every movie Jiang Feng was showing, and they also liked to take Lin Ye and Lin Yuncheng to see it together.

Jiang Qiong's expression softened noticeably, and she smiled as she praised Lin Ye for being sensible.

"Homecoming Ghost Stories" time reset successful.

Although the winter vacation was still long, Lin Ye was not worried at all. He had prepared several such life-saving tools.

Jiang Feng personally wrote a blessing message, and there were small models with his signature... Lin Ye even asked Jiang Feng to record several greeting videos.

This will be the most comfortable vacation he's ever had!

Lin Ye decided to stay up all night playing games with his roommates tonight and sleep in until 11 o'clock tomorrow.

But despite all his calculations, he never anticipated that Jiang Qiong would raid his suitcase.

Jiang Qiong had watched Lin Ye grow up since he was a child, so she naturally knew his thoughts very well: the boy's calm expression after handing over the autographed photo meant he must have a backup plan.

So one day a week later, when Lin Ye was about to use the same trick to refresh the "Homecoming Ghost Story" time, Jiang Qiong quietly followed behind him and took all his luggage.

Jiang Qiong even dug up the New Year's greetings in her phone.

Finally, she left satisfied, leaving Lin Ye heartbroken and speechless.

"Why is the meal so lavish today?" Lin Yuncheng asked, looking at the six dishes and two soups on the table. "Isn't the New Year still a while away?"

Braised prawns, braised pork ribs, cumin beef, boiled sliced ​​pork...

Jiang Qiong replied with a smile, "I'm in a good mood today, so I'll make a little more."

Lin Ye ate the sumptuous meal on the table with gusto, filled with the grief and indignation of someone about to be executed.

At most a week, I will have to return to what Jiang Qiong considers a "normal young person's routine".

Go to bed at 10:30 pm and get up at 7:00 am. Spend less time on your phone and computer at home, and exercise more often.

Thinking of this, a faint melancholy appeared in Lin Ye's eyes.

When Lin Ye was a sophomore, he once tried to protest: "I'm so old, you don't need to care about me anymore."

"No matter how old you are, you are still my son, and you have to listen to me at home."

Jiang Qiong replied righteously, but Lin Ye saw through her bluster.

She was anxious.

She is afraid.

She was used to taking care of herself, but now that she was about to become independent, she suddenly lost her sense of existence and control, so she could only comfort herself by interfering in her affairs.

Lin Ye did not expose it.

At home, he plays the role of a "naughty child," showing a little resistance every time he is restrained, but eventually obeying Jiang Qiong's demands, as if he is still the child who needs his parents to discipline him.

The good news is that Jiang Qiong's anxiety has significantly improved.

The bad news is that my daily routine has been restricted.

"Consider it a way to recuperate."

Lin Ye later comforted himself with this thought countless times.

……

"Hahahaha, you actually got kicked out of your house."

Song Ruoxi laughed loudly.

"What do you mean by being kicked out of the house? You don't know anything!" Lin Ye quickly retorted. "My mom just let me come out for a walk."

"Then go home now."

Lin Ye pretended not to hear this, while Song Ruoxi next to him laughed so hard she was shaking.

"What are you doing here?" Lin Ye asked curiously. "Shouldn't you be..."

"I'm coming back to see Grandma for the New Year." Song Ruoxi seemed unwilling to talk about this topic, and her tone became indifferent.

"Actually, your parents..."

Lin Ye tried to comfort her, but seeing her downcast mood, he swallowed his words.

Lin Ye reached out and gently placed his hand on her head, just like he had done many years ago, and began to rub it casually.

Song Ruoxi squinted her eyes, feeling the warmth from his palm with peace of mind. The corners of her mouth turned up, like a kitten whose fur had been stroked.

"You'll probably go to Qingdao University for graduate studies after graduation, right?"

"Yes, a combined Master's and PhD program."

"She truly deserves to be called a woman of great talent."

"What great talent?" Song Ruoxi's tone was unreadable. "It was all their arrangement."

Lin Ye didn't respond, and the two stared blankly at the scenery in the park.

The winter sun was warm, the wind was light, the air was dry and refreshing, and there were occasional bird calls in the park.

"You're asking me so many questions, how are things on your end?"

"That's great. My graduation project is almost finished. I can just go live off a woman after graduation."

Song Ruoxi stared wide-eyed at Lin Ye.

"What are you thinking?" Lin Ye realized his word choice was inappropriate. "I meant I got a job through connections."

Which company?

"Xinghan Culture"

"Does your dad have that many connections?"

Song Ruoxi knew about Lin Ye's family situation and knew that his father was the literary editor of Xinghan Culture.

"The other relationship has nothing to do with my dad."

Lin Ye explained with a smile.

Song Ruoxi nodded gently, and the two fell silent again.

"Alright, I have to go now." Song Ruoxi's tone was somewhat reluctant. "Please save me a good seat on the day of your graduation project screening."

"Do you have time to come?"

"I will definitely come."

"Okay." Lin Ye nodded.

"Pinky promise, a hundred years from now, whoever breaks it is a big bad guy!"

Song Ruoxi pouted and muttered, but insisted on taking Lin Ye's hand and making a pinky promise.

Lin Ye had no choice but to play along with her childish actions and watch her slowly walk away.

After some time, Lin Ye felt that it was about time for him to go out for a stroll, so he got up and prepared to go home.

"Lin Ye?"

A clear, melodious whisper.

Lin Ye subconsciously looked behind him and found that it was a tall, beautiful girl with long, straight black hair.

"Who are you?"

Lin Ye was confused.

In his memory, he didn't know such a beautiful girl.

"Weight is just a number reflecting your relationship with gravity, nothing more..."

Her eyes flickered, and she said softly:

"It cannot represent pain, the past, effort, and love."

"Yin Jianhuan?" Lin Ye realized, "It's you."

During her high school years, Yin Jianhuan took medication for a long time due to an illness, which caused severe endocrine disorders, resulting in a lot of acne on her face and making her look extremely bloated.

Lin Ye was one of the few people who did not discriminate against her. He was her deskmate for three years and stood up for her many times when she was bullied.

That last sentence was a message of encouragement that Lin Ye wrote specifically for Yin Jianhuan after learning about her situation.

Yin Jianhuan still remembers it to this day.

"Long time no see, Lin Ye."

A smile bloomed on her face, like a snow lotus blossoming on a high mountain, instantly melting away her cool and aloof demeanor, making her exceptionally beautiful.