Jiang Hexun went upstairs and entered the room, finally taking off the pretense of "I am in good health" in front of his grandparents.
At this moment, due to the after-effects of the love drug, she didn't have much strength in her body, and she walked softly, as if she was floating.
Even my brain feels a little hazy.
She leaned on the bed and closed her eyes for a while. She suddenly thought that she would have to go to school to participate in the Mathematical Olympiad training in the next few days. After thinking about it, she decided to call the teacher and ask for a few days off.
She took the phone and realized it was out of battery. She plugged in the charger and charged it for about a minute or two before turning it on.
A series of WeChat messages jumped out of the screen, as well as several missed calls.
When she opened it, almost all of them belonged to Shen Chengfeng.
Jiang Hexun was sitting on the bed, his mind in a mess.
After thinking for a long time, she finally called.
Shen Chengfeng has always been sensitive and suspicious. She has not replied to his messages or answered his calls, which will definitely arouse his suspicion.
Soon, the call was connected.
The young man's hoarse voice came, "Xunxun, why don't you reply to my message or call?"
Amid the grievance, there was also a hint of anger.
"The phone is out of battery."
The sound of patter of rain came from the mobile phone, Jiang Hexun frowned, "Are you outside?"
The rain choked his throat, and the young man coughed several times, and it took him a long time to recover.
"I'm at the gate of Yujun's mansion."
Shen Chengfeng complained, "Xunxun, I didn't even eat breakfast so I was waiting for you at the door. I'm starving to death now."
Jiang Hexun stopped breathing for a few seconds and was silent for a few seconds.
"You should go back quickly. It's too cold outside. Don't get sick."
"If I don't go back, who told you not to answer my call, I'll freeze to death.
Anyway, if you don’t come out, I won’t go back and will wait until you come out.”
Jiang Hexun fell silent, then stood up and walked out of the room, "I'm out now."
She hung up the phone, went downstairs and took an umbrella from the cabinet in the storage room. Worried that her grandparents would be worried, she hurriedly explained to the housekeeper and slipped out through the back door.
The Jiang family's old residence is far away from the gate of Yujun's mansion, and it takes about ten minutes to walk there.
In addition, she had very little strength now, so twenty minutes had passed by the time she reached the gate.
On the flower bed outside the gate, the young man squatted there in embarrassment, all wet.
Jiang Hexun paused and slowly tightened the handle of the umbrella with his fingers.
The rain was heavy, hitting the trees and the ground with a crackling sound.
She regained her composure, walked towards the boy, and covered his head with the umbrella to block the falling rain.
Shen Chengfeng raised his head, the rain dripping down his face, and he couldn't help but grin.
"I knew you would come out."
Jiang Hexun pursed his lips, "Why don't you bring an umbrella when you go out?"
"Who knew it would rain suddenly."
Shen Chengfeng jumped off the flower bed and picked up the cake box on the side, "Today is my birthday, and I just want to celebrate it with you.
Xunxun, please wish me a happy birthday!"
The young man smiled happily, with a tiny sparkle in his pupils.
Jiang Hexun's nose was slightly sour and he suddenly wanted to cry.
This may be the last time she celebrates his birthday.
"Happy birthday, Chengfeng, what birthday gift do you want?"
Shen Chengfeng thought for a while and finally shook his head, "I can't think of anything. Let's talk about it later."
Rain dripped down his hair into his eyes, and he pushed his hair back from his forehead.
Only then did Jiang Hexun see the wound on his forehead, which looked very hideous because of the rain.
She pursed her lips and then asked, "Did your mother hit you again?"
"No, the couple had a quarrel and I was accidentally injured."
Shen Chengfeng was nonchalant, with a self-deprecating tone, "The two of them often do this. I'm used to it. At least my mother won't get crazy easily."
"Let's not talk about the two of them, Xunxun, just sing happy birthday to me, just like before."
"Chengfeng..."
"Do you sing or not?
I'm freezing to death...ah sneeze!"
Jiang Hexun's eyes were sore and her throat was choked. Under the young man's expectant gaze, she opened her mouth and sang slowly: "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."
Amidst the sound of rain, the girl's singing voice was thin, soft, and contained a hint of sobs.
Shen Chengfeng listened quietly. When she finished singing, he took out a bunch of hand-knitted red ropes from his trouser pocket and tied it around her wrist.
"Fu Zhiheng made this up. He originally planned to give it to you on your birthday, but it was stolen by me. I will give it back to you now."
Jiang Hexun stared blankly at the red bracelet on his wrist. The tears he had finally held back finally fell.
Tears dripped on the hand rope and quickly seeped out.
At this time, a black Cayenne slowly stopped on the roadside more than ten meters away from the gate.
The man in the car looked at the two people with stern eyes.