Not my girlfriend

  Labor Day's three-day holiday flashed by, and Song Dad and Song Mom got off the plane and took Song Hao directly to Grandpa Song's house for dinner.

  "Next time come back and tell us in advance, you came back without telling anyone, don't you think we'll leave you outside the door?" At the dinner table, Song Dad couldn't help but scold Song Min, he was heartbroken, his daughter had been waiting outside for an afternoon without saying anything, and she wouldn't be able to come home for several days.

  Grandpa Song heard Dad's tone and was a bit displeased, "Old Three, why didn't you give the neighbor a key? If the neighbor had a key, would Min'er still be afraid of not bringing a key?"

  Song Dad remained silent for a moment before saying, "Next time give Wen Yan one too."

  "Wen Yan? That little brat from the Wen family?" Old Man Song was slightly surprised, muttering to himself, "How did they end up together? Back then, his aunt insisted on not marrying anyone but Lao San."

  That woman who said she wouldn't marry anyone but him back then was Wen Yan's aunt? Song Min raised an eyebrow while eating his rice, these years Song Mama had often teased Song Papa about this, thinking that back then Song Papa was a young man with a promising future, from a good family and loved to show off, which made many girls fight over him, but Song Papa only had eyes for Song Mama.

  However, Old Master Wen and Grandpa Song were sworn brothers on the battlefield, and they had agreed that if they ever had daughters, they would marry them to each other. But it seemed like both old men had forgotten about this matter, and never mentioned it again. After Wen's sister fell in love with Song's father, she used this as an excuse to stay at the Song's house and refused to leave.

  Song Dad was forced to have no way and had to not go home, fortunately, in the end, Mr. Wen took his daughter back home and taught her a lesson, and this matter also ended like this.

  But it was this incident that led Song Dad to make a decision not to participate in family affairs.

  "Oh, so you want to rekindle the romance with your former lover?" Song's mother's face sank, and she sourly reminisced about the scene where that woman had come to show off back then. She still remembered it very clearly, although she hadn't backed down at all, and just a few words had made the young girl cry.

  "Old wife..." Song Dad's scalp felt numb, his old lady was angry now, but he was really wronged. Back then, he was also a victim, and before that, he didn't even know that Wen Yan was the young master of the Wen family, he just simply thought Wen Yan was a good person.

  Song Hao sent a message to Wen Yan with great interest: Dog blood, dog blood! Your aunt insisted on marrying my dad back then!!!

  "Come on, Old Three's wife, don't be angry. It's all in the past after so many years. Our children are all grown up now." Grandpa Song comforted Grandma Song, his face clearly stifling a smile as he found these young folks quite amusing. "It's always been Old Two who had more dealings with the Wen family, Old Three isn't familiar with them."

  "Ah, Dad, I know." Song's mom felt a flush rise to her face. She hadn't meant to get angry, just tease her old husband a bit, but she didn't expect Grandpa Song to come and advise her, especially in front of the two kids...

  "Isn't Wen Jia's kid pretty good?" Grandpa Song suddenly changed his tone and looked at Song Min.

  "Huh?" Song Min's face was full of confusion, and he made a "don't ask me, I don't know him" expression, throwing the question to Song Hao, "Song Hao knows him."

  Grandpa Song's gaze turned to Song Hao.

  Song Hao nodded like a garlic press, "Good, people are especially good, especially excellent!"

  "Don't have a girlfriend?"

  "No!"

  Grandfather Song nodded and looked at Song Min with a profound and mysterious smile.

  Song Min was even more baffled, she and her own grandfather stared at each other for a long time, but couldn't figure out the reason from his smile.

  At night when I got home, Song Min posted a Weibo: Life is just a big bowl of dog blood, always splashing you unexpectedly.

  Song Min is referring to the matter between Wen Yan's aunt and her father.

  This world is really small, Song Min had sighed when he knew that Wen Yan and Song Qinghe were good buddies, didn't expect their families and Wen Yan's family had such a connection, it's really absurd.

  There is an editor's comment under the Weibo: Song, if you have the guts to post on Weibo, then you should have the guts to submit your manuscript! There are only 10 hours left before your submission deadline!!

  Scared, Song Min hastily quit Weibo. She had forgotten that she still had to submit her manuscript these two days. Fortunately, the short story she wrote earlier was almost done, and it would be fine after some minor revisions.

  Before Song Min could relax, the editor called, a gloomy voice came through the receiver, making Song Min's back feel cool and sweaty, "Song Song, little ancestor, you think closing your Weibo account means I won't be able to find you?"

  Song Min's whole body shuddered and he shook a few times, "Sister, don't worry, I will definitely submit the manuscript on time."

  The editor didn't say much more, she knew that Song Min always loved to delay until the last minute to submit his work, and calling him was just a symbolic reminder, because it's possible that Song Min would forget about submitting his work.

  What sin did I commit to stay up so late? The screen below showed 1:30, and Song Min couldn't help but let out another yawn. Her eyes were almost impossible to open now, and she forced herself to keep them open, staring at the computer with a slit.

  Time passed in Song Min's repeated drowsiness.

  3:42。

  Song Min finally revised the entire article and checked it again for typos before sending it to the editor.

  The computer was left on, and I fell asleep as soon as I lay down.

  Nor did she know if it was because of the previous night's vigil, but Song Min hadn't had a good rest for two or three days in a row, and the dark circles under her eyes made her want to punch herself.

  After getting up today, Song Min felt a little palpitation in her heart. She didn't pay much attention to it and thought it was just because she was hungry.

  By nightfall, her anxiety became more and more apparent, wave after wave, her chest felt stuffy and Song Min was almost out of breath, she covered her chest and leaned on the sofa.

  "Sister, what's wrong?" Song Hao came home from school and saw Song Min's appearance when he passed by the living room, which scared him. He helped Song Min up, with a worried face, "Is your heart racing again?"

  Song Min's heart had always been beating fast, a condition he had since childhood.

  "A bit out of breath."

  "I'll take you to the hospital." Song Hao was so anxious that his hands were shaking as he helped Song Min up.

  "Don't tell Mom and Dad, they'll worry again."

  "Go to the hospital first." Song Hao directly squatted in front of Song Min, Song Min's pale face made him very heartbroken. "Don't go, I'll carry you on my back."

  "You carry me on your back." Song Min insisted and refused to let Song Hao carry him.

  "Then I'll go find Wenyan!"

  "Ah..." Song Min looked at Song Hao leaving the house, wanting to stop him but didn't have the energy. Why did Song Hao go find Wen Yan for everything?

  It seemed that as soon as Song Hao went out, Wen Yan hurried over, with Song Hao following behind him. When he saw Song Min's pale lips, his heart skipped a beat and he felt a pang of tenderness.

  "I'll be fine after a while, no need to go to the hospital." Song Min said slowly, she was already feeling much more comfortable than before, and could feel her heartbeat slowing down.

  "Don't say anything." Wen Yan patted Song Min's head and squatted down with his back to her, "I'll carry you on my back."

  Song Hao ignored Song Min's hesitation and directly pressed Song Min onto Wen Yan's back, "You'd better hurry up, I'm waiting to go back and do my homework!"

  Song Min subconsciously wrapped her arms around Wen Yan's neck and leaned her head against him, she really didn't have any strength now, as if she had fainted.

  By the time they arrived at the hospital, Song Min was basically no longer uncomfortable, just a slightly faster heartbeat.

  The doctor first took Song Min's blood pressure and pulse.

  "My heart is beating a bit fast." The doctor took off the stethoscope and opened a prescription, "Go get an ECG done, it should be no big deal."

  Wen Yan took Song Min to have an electrocardiogram after paying the money.

  "Dr. Wen, is this your girlfriend?" The nurse who was doing an electrocardiogram on Song Min gestured for him to lie down on the bed, and she curiously asked a question while looking at Wen Yan's caring attitude towards Song Min.

  "No." said with a gentle smile, and he pulled the curtain for the nurse.

  "Little sister, take off your clothes, and also take off your underwear."

  Song Min lay in bed, following the nurse's instructions, perhaps her clothes were unbuttoned, she felt particularly insecure, her heart was always fluttering.

  The nurse clipped all the clips and said to Song Min, "Don't be nervous, take a deep breath, yes, take a few more deep breaths."

  Song Min stared blankly at the lamp on the ceiling, her mind a bit dazed, as if she hadn't been so afraid when Wen Yan was around.

  "There doesn't seem to be any major problem from the electrocardiogram." The doctor quickly came to a conclusion after looking at the electrocardiogram, folded it up and raised his head to ask Song Min, "Have you been staying up late recently?"

  "Hmm." Song Min had already memorized these doctors' lines and said them every time he came to the hospital.

  "Don't worry too much, just pay attention to rest later and don't stay up late."

  "Ah, thank you doctor." Song Min stood up and Wen Yan reached out to support her.

  Song Min was speechless, she wasn't this weak, although just now she really didn't have much strength.

  "Girlfriend?" The doctor was amused. Wen Yan had captivated a large number of young girls in the hospital, but it turned out he already had someone?

  "Thank you." Wen Yan didn't explain either and said thank you as he took Song Min out.

  "Is my sister okay?" Song Hao waited outside the examination room, although his sister's rapid heartbeat had been a problem for many years, he was still very worried.

  "It's nothing." Song Min shook his head.

  Song Hao let out a sigh of relief, "Alright then, I'm reassured. I'll head back to finish my homework now, bye."

  Song Min: "......"

  Song Min silently watched as Song Hao's figure disappeared into the distance, secretly thinking to himself: You're not usually so diligent in your studies.

  Only Wen Yan and Song Min remained, and the atmosphere became even more awkward.

  "Thanks," Song Min said as he sat in the car and thanked Wen Yan.

  "It should be."

  It should be...

  Song Min was at a loss for words for a moment.

  "Don't stay up late from now on." Wen Yan turned a corner and glanced at Song Min, "Your body is your own, don't go against yourself."

  "Hmm." Song Min surprisingly somewhat agreed with Wen Yan's words, she felt that she must have gone crazy.

  As they passed by a "Little Overpass" restaurant, Song Min suddenly got excited and turned his head to shout at Wen Yan to stop the car, "Let's go eat rice noodles!"

  "Good." Wen Yan agreed without hesitation, and didn't care that it wasn't a good place to park.

  Then Wen Yan invited Song Min to eat rice noodles again.

  At night, Song Min returned and thought back and forth for a long time. Finally, he got up and sent a message to Wen Yan: That... how much did it cost to see the doctor today? I'll transfer the money to you.

  A few minutes later, Wen Yan replied: Never mind.

  Song Min: Can't owe you money after all.

  Just ask me out for dinner next time.

  Song Min: Meals need to be treated, and money needs to be repaid.

  Just two meals will be enough.

  Wen Yan said so, Song Min also realized that Wen Yan really didn't need to pay her back, she could only reply: "Okay then."

  Song Ming was about to put down his phone when Wen Yan sent another message: Go to bed early and don't stay up late.

  Song Min hesitated and typed out a simple "Hmm" before sending it off.