(29) Next time you're dead for sure

  The sky had completely darkened, and Song Min was adamant that Wei Chuyan not drive her home, insisting instead to be dropped off at the entrance of the residential complex.

  "It's so late, you're not safe alone, I'll send you in." Wei Chuyan was very worried, putting aside the fact that the criminal wanted to rob her of money and sex, but looking at Song Min's appearance, he didn't feel at ease with her going home alone either.

  "What are you worried about? There are surveillance cameras everywhere in the neighborhood, I'm not even afraid, what's wrong with your eyes?"

  "Don't go, wait for me to park the car and I'll send you off... Ah, don't go!"

  "Oh dear, you'd better hurry home, your mom is calling you back for a midnight snack." Song Min didn't even turn his head, just waved his hand behind him, telling him to leave quickly.

  At the beginning of Wei, he was still uneasy and shouted at Song Min's back: "Tell me when you get home, I'll go again!"

  Too wordy...

  Song Min wasn't in a hurry, strolling leisurely to the bottom of her apartment building. Song Hao had even asked where she was going and was worried that she would be scared climbing the stairs alone, offering to come down and pick her up.

  Song Min thought it was great to have a younger brother.

  Far away, I saw someone standing downstairs.

  The little kid is pretty good. Song Min thought it was Song Hao waiting for her, and she felt a wave of emotion in her heart, but as she walked closer, she found out it was Wen Yan instead.

  Song Min suddenly had an urge not to move forward, but Wen Yan had already seen her, and Song Min slowly walked up to Wen Yan.

  "Are you back?"

  "Uh-huh."

  "Song Hao is playing games, let me come down and pick you up for him."

  "Uh-huh, thank you."

  One in front and one behind walking on the stairs.

  Wen Yan walked ahead, wisely choosing not to make small talk.

  Song Min quietly counted the stairs behind him, he and Wen Yan were even more awkward than when they first met...

  After climbing two floors of stairs, Song Min suddenly remembered that Wei Chuyan was still waiting at the entrance of the community, so he gave Wei Chuyan a call.

  Wei answered the phone and started yelling: "Ahh, little girl, are you home yet? I've been waiting outside for 20 minutes. Can't you even crawl your way home?"

  "You've arrived, you can go now."

  "I've almost fed all the mosquitoes in your neighborhood."

  For some reason, Song Min felt a little moved by Wei Chuyan's sudden complaint. Although Wei Chuyan had always been looked down upon by her, he had never held it against her either. "Thanks," he said.

  "Cut it out, saying thanks and all that, we're even."

  "You'd better go home now, drive carefully."

  "It's not Song Min, I think you're different today, what stimulation did you receive?"

  "Oh, goodbye."

  Song Min hung up the phone.

  Wen Yan suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned around, went down a step, and stared straight at her, but didn't say anything until the sensor light went out.

  The corridor was pitch black.

  Song Min couldn't see anything in front of her, her heart was racing, although she had Wen Yan with her, but it was still a bit scary in the dark.

  Song Min subconsciously called out, "Wen Yan."

  "I'm here."

  After that, the two people tacitly didn't make a sound again, and the air was quiet to the point where the two people's intermittent breathing sounds were clearly audible.

  "I..."

  Song Min's phone screen suddenly lit up, interrupting Wen Yan's words.

  Mom Song called.

  "Mom, I'll be home soon, in the hallway, yeah, okay, I'm hanging up."

  The phone call ended and the screen went black in just a few seconds. Song Min originally wanted to use the brightness of the screen to light up, but then thought that seeing Wen Yan's face would be even more embarrassing, so he simply put away his phone.

  After another few seconds of silence, Wen Yan spoke up: "Let's go."

  In the darkness, Wen Yan turned around and Song Min hastily followed. The dark really scared her, and in her haste, she stepped on empty air, not stepping on the stairs, frightening her into hastily grabbing onto Wen Yan's arm.

  "Be careful." Wen Yan naturally took her hand and climbed a few flights of stairs to the platform.

  The sensor light turned on.

  Song Min wanted to pull her hand back, but Wen Yan wouldn't let go of it until they reached the sixth floor.

  "Go ahead." Wen Yan stood behind Song Min, his meaning couldn't be clearer: he wanted to watch Song Min go in.

  "Oh." Song Min opened the door and said "thank you" to Wen Yan before entering.

  Before going to bed, Song Hao came to Song Min's room with a pleased expression to probe for information.

  "Hey, sis, how's it going?"

  "What's wrong?" Song Min was reading Liang Yi's new book, very seriously, and didn't notice Song Hao's expression at all. If she saw Song Hao's expression, she would have hit him uncontrollably.

  "Wenyan Ge went downstairs to pick you up!"

  Song Min's hand stopped flipping through the book as she looked up at Song Hao and spoke expressionlessly, "Next time, you're dead for sure."

  "You're being too arrogant, don't threaten me, Brother Wenyan is coming down to pick you up, aren't you even a little moved?"

  Song Min furrowed his brow, turned a page of the book, and suppressed the urge to hit Song Hao, "If he could appear less in front of me, I would be very moved."

  "Why is it that Wenyan Ge is such a good person and doesn't have a girlfriend, yet he's so considerate of you...?"

  "Which eye did you see him being considerate to me? What's wrong with being a good person? What's wrong with not having a girlfriend? Can't you stop linking me and him together all the time? If I have free time, I'd rather worry about myself than worry about this." Song Min couldn't bear it anymore. Ever since Wen Yan had blocked her at the door last time, she had been very angry. Tonight when he came back, Wen Yan even held her hand until they reached the sixth floor. What was going on? The most infuriating thing was that everyone thought there was something between her and Wen Yan, but in fact, there was nothing. Why did everyone think this way?

  "Which eye did you see it with? Last time you were uncomfortable, Wen Yan's face changed color, but you didn't see it, so just pretend!" Song Hao said, making a ghostly face at Song Min and quickly running out of the room, otherwise he was afraid that Song Min would chase him to hit.

  Song Min was so angry that she took several deep breaths, no longer in the mood to read, and suddenly closed the book. She felt that as her brother, Song Hao should stand with her together.

  Song Hao is so protective of Wen Yan that Song Min feels like his little brother has been snatched away.

  For several days in a row, Song Min's attitude towards Song Hao was: you love how you want to, anyway I won't care about you.

  Dad Song and Mom Song both found it strange how quiet the house had become.

  Song Hao couldn't help but ask Wen Yan for advice.

  She said: She doesn't even care about you, will she care about me?

  Song Hai thought for a moment and indeed it was so, he could only silently wipe away his tears, pack up his luggage and set out on a trip with his little friends.

  The house is finally clean and tidy, Song Min has given himself a holiday and doesn't plan on writing for the time being.

  However, Song's mother arranged for Song Min to tutor a colleague's child.

  She's really a devoted mother, not letting her idle for a moment...

  Song Min has been crazily looking at her high school notes for several days, it's already been three years, she had long returned the knowledge to the teacher...

  Song Min couldn't help but post a Weibo to complain: My mother asked me to tutor my colleague's high school sophomore, this is really looking down on college students [allow sadness]

  Song Min's room friend commented: Our Nanjing University Chinese Department's men can't be cowards!

  The roommate's comment successfully brought up many floors.

  Nanjing University?

  Song Min's friend replied: Yes.

  Song Song is from Nanda?

  Catch an academic overlord!

  4L: Same as Nandu, seeking a chance encounter!!

  Song Song's coordinates have been exposed!

  ……

  ……

  Department 1021: There are many beautiful girls in the Chinese department!

  Another roommate of Song Min replied to this post with a tone of watching the excitement without minding the trouble: That's right, your Song Song is indeed a beauty, a white and rich beauty, and still single too!

  Song Min's Weibo was flooded with comments asking for explosive photos.

  Song Min shut down Weibo with a headache and sent a very long string of ellipses in the small group of four people in the dormitory to express his speechlessness.

  The first day out of the house to give someone's kid a supplementary lesson, Song Min had just opened the door and stepped out with one foot when the door across from Wen Yan's house also opened. Before Song Min could react, she bumped into Wen Yan and suddenly remembered that she hadn't grabbed the printed materials for her student, so she turned around and "bang" closed the door.

  Wen Yan stood in front of the Song Min family's tightly closed door, crying and laughing at the same time. The little girl was still angry, really giving people a headache.

  Wen said with a smile and sighed, shook his head, turned around and walked down the stairs.

  Song Min took the materials and walked to the entrance of the community, where he met Wen Yan driving out of the community. The window was open so wide that Song Min thought it would be hard to pretend not to see him, so he just waved a greeting.

  "Where are you going?"

  The sun was too strong, making Song Min squint. She used the documents to block out the sunlight, "The neighboring community is giving someone a supplementary lesson."

  "I'll send you?" As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Wen Yan thought to herself that she must be joking, and without even thinking about it, Song Min would definitely refuse.

  As expected...

  "No need, it's close enough." Song Min didn't even think about it and immediately refused.

  "Um, I'll go first then." Wen Yan sighed silently in her heart, this was the first time she felt so helpless towards someone, wanting to get close but afraid of scaring her away, wanting to keep a distance but afraid of seeming cold.

  "Uh-huh, bye-bye."

  After the alarm clock rang on Sunday morning, Song Min was dazed for a long time and couldn't open his eyes. He had gone to bed very early the night before, but he didn't know why he still felt extremely tired.

  She lay on the bed for another ten minutes, and then Song Min got up to go to the bathroom with a dizzy head. As expected, it was a visit from relatives. After changing into clean clothes and tidying herself up, her lower abdomen started to ache vaguely. Song Min didn't pay much attention to it either, but by the time she had to leave for supplementary classes, the pain had become so severe that she couldn't straighten her waist.

  It really hurts... Song Min gave her colleague's child a call and told them her home address, then lay on the couch like a corpse. She was truly regretful for eating so much ice cream yesterday, not to mention that her period came early and it hurt to death...

  "Look at this question, this angle is 90 degrees, this one is 60 degrees, and then..." Song Min covered her lower abdomen with one hand and used the other to point out the angles she was talking about with a pen, because of the pain, her words were intermittent. "...these two angles are both 30 degrees, which results in this angle being 60 degrees, these three sides are equal, midpoint...to prove that a line is parallel to a plane, we must first prove that the planes are parallel..."

  "Sister, are you okay?" The little girl asked with concern, supporting Song Min's shoulder. "If not, we can skip today's practice and you can rest well."

  Song Min shook his head, "Can't let you come for nothing, it's okay, I can hold on, you first do these two questions, need to be familiar with the determination theorem and property theorem of parallel lines and planes, if you don't know I'll explain again."

  The little girl was doing her homework when Song Min covered her lower abdomen and lay down on one side, like she was dead. She silently shed tears in her heart, thinking that being a woman is really painful.

  The doorbell rang at an inopportune moment.

  The little girl was just about to put down her pen and open the door.

  Song Min sat up, "You keep doing your homework, I'll go open the door."

  With great difficulty, Song Min walked to the door and used her loudest voice to ask who it was. She no longer had the strength to look through the peephole.

  "Kind words."

  A low voice came through the anti-theft door.

  Song Min seemed to have let out a sigh of relief, leaning against the door frame, and opened the door for Wen Yan.

  "Anything wrong?"

  "I..." said softly, pausing after one word, "Why does your face look so bad?"

  "It's nothing, just feeling a bit uncomfortable."

  Wen Yan looked at where Song Min was propping himself up and felt a sense of understanding in his heart. He instructed Song Min, "Don't close the door, wait for me for a moment."