The Queen of Rebirth

Chapter 37 One step away

There is a saying that the earth is round, and sooner or later we will meet again.

Fu Siling, this sentence is referring to us.

Song Zhenqian stopped beside the fitness equipment, doing squats.

Fu Siling came over after a short while, first doing 50 push-ups, and then doing 20 pull-ups.

Song Zhenqian watched him sway his sweat to his heart's content, looked at his handsome and sexy appearance when he was exercising, remembered his extremely serious appearance in the army, and remembered his shy appearance when he said she liked her, thinking about it , I can no longer look away.

"Miss?" Fu Siling frowned.

Song Zhenqian looked at him blankly.

A faint smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Fu Siling's mouth, and he smiled and left the woman who was looking at him like a nympho.

When Song Zhenqian came back to his senses, Fu Siling had already walked towards the building where he lived.

Song Zhenqian suddenly came back to her senses. She squeezed her fingers tightly, took a deep breath, and said loudly, "I'm not hurting you."

Fu Siling suddenly paused for a second, then turned to look at her.

Song Zhenqian's cheeks flushed red from face to neck.

She is such an idiot.

I always feel that there is a feeling that there is no silver 300 taels here.

"I like you very much." Her voice was a little low, but it was just right enough to be able to penetrate his ears clearly.

The smile on the corner of his mouth froze, and he just looked straight at her.

Song Zhenqian turned around, and strode back to the building she lived in. She didn't take the elevator, and ran up to the 19th floor in one breath. Use strenuous exercise to cover up the violent heartbeat of panic in your heart.

She will be rejected.

But, she just couldn't help it.

She admitted that her patience was really not good enough, she was very afraid that he would see another outstanding girl in a blink of an eye, and then forget her, and follow her body and bury her in the mountains.

I don't know how long she rested, her heartbeat gradually calmed down, she took out the key to open the door, and went directly to the bathroom to take a shower.

After washing for a while, she came out in her bathrobe and looked at the lit screen on the bedside table.

Two text messages.

Enduring the sudden fluctuating heart rate, she clicked on it.

"The porridge is delicious."

"This smell reminds me of a friend of mine."

Song Zhenqian bit her lip.

Does he remember the smell?
Once, when he came back from a mission and was injured, he lay in the hospital for a month. She also risked being punished by the army, ran out of the army, cooked porridge for him every day, gave it to him, and smiled at him Said, this is the porridge from XX shop, it’s okay, I often eat it.

He nodded, eating all of it politely and politely.

Later, when he was discharged from the hospital and returned to the army, he asked her where the store was, and I would eat there when I was free.

She just laughed and said with a smile, the owner is closed.

She never told him that she cooked all the porridge by herself, and she also imagined that he might still be able to remember the taste, so she would deliver it regularly every day, maybe he would know after a taste, She never left.

She looked at the text message and felt her heart beating non-stop, but she stood dumbly in the middle of the room, not knowing how to reply to this text message that touched her heart.

After a long time, she edited the text message to reply, "Is a friend very important?"

"Very important. Because she made me feel at home."

The taste of home.

Song Zhenqian stared at these four words, tears fell down suddenly.

If it wasn't because of her sudden "death", maybe now, they have organized a small family, they can hug each other to sleep, and they can embrace each other to feel the morning sunshine.

Her eye sockets were red again.

"Is your friend not with you?"

"She went to a place far away."

"Will she come back?"

"Never." She could even feel how desperate he was when he edited this text message.

is it forever?

no.

Song Zhenqian quickly wrote, "Do you believe in soul travel?"

"Do not."

"But I do."

There was no text message back.

Song Zhenqian hugged the phone, feeling a little lost and empty.

Maybe Fu Siling felt the same way as she did, feeling that if there was only one person in this world, everything would be missing.

How would she tell him that the most important friend in his heart, the friend who will never come back, was actually by his side a long time ago, watching him silently, loving him silently, waiting for him silently, recognizing him? she……

Day after day repeats.

She still delivered breakfast every day, and he still cleaned and put the used lunch boxes there every day. They ran in the morning every day, met each other and separated each other.

Song Zhenqian didn't know how long such days would repeat. She had been lying on the balcony for more than 20 days, and in a few days, Fu Siling would return to the army.

The days are really much faster than she imagined.

Just let him go?
She really doesn't want to.

Turning her head to look at the time on the wall, it was still early, and there should be some time before Fu Siling came back. She packed up her sad mood and walked out of the house with her bag.

She hasn't bought groceries for many days, so she needs to buy more groceries and put them at home.

Walking out of the community, I went to a supermarket not far from the community, and picked out a lot of ingredients that can be used to make various porridge. She is actually very ordinary in making other meals, but she has a special liking for porridge, and she is the best at it.

After choosing the main and auxiliary materials, Song Zhenqian walked back with a big bag full of things.

She looked at the time on her phone and walked a little too fast. She was afraid of missing the scene of watching Fu Siling go home, and she didn't want to miss any news about him under her nose.

Thinking of this, there was a sudden tightening on the shoulders.

She turned her head suddenly, watching a young man grab the bag on her shoulder and run forward quickly.

Song Zhenqian's eyes deepened, he put down the things he bought from the supermarket, and quickly chased after her.

The man ran very fast, and his pace was quite rapid.

Song Zhenqian didn't call for help loudly, she just chased after her as fast as she could.

Many people on the street looked sideways at them, looking at the people running one after the other in confusion. If it was a robbery, the woman behind should have called out a long time ago. Can they still be so calm?
After thinking about it, maybe I thought it should be a relationship dispute, so no one offered to help.

Song Zhenqian and the man ran for three whole streets, and the man was blocked by her in a dead end. The man looked at her vigilantly, and said loudly, "What do you want?"

(End of this chapter)