Chapter 501: Warmth, Flower Seedlings, Magazines, Family

Chapter 501: Warmth, Flower Seedlings, Magazines, Family

Chapter 501: Warmth, Flower Seedlings, Magazines, Family

The electric light completely illuminated the surroundings.

This is a small bedroom of only 7 or 8 square meters. Apart from a single bed, there is only a simple desk and chair.

The furniture is a bit old and there are traces of mottled marks on the walls.

The windows were a bit dilapidated due to years of disrepair, and made a series of clashing noises due to the wind and rain.

"Boom--" the sound of thunder gradually came.

Qiuqiu, who was huddled in the corner, shook her body and stared blankly at the figure that suddenly appeared.

I couldn't see the face or the body shape clearly, but I just felt very familiar and friendly.

His appearance was like a warm light, which seemed to dispel the fear and darkness around him.

At this moment, the door was suddenly knocked twice, making loud "bang bang" sounds.

Qiuqiu groaned softly and buried her head in her knees again.

Then, there was an angry roar from outside the door:
"You damn girl! You never learn your lesson and always cause trouble for me! You got into a fight just a few days after transferring to the new school? Tell me, were you looking for trouble on purpose?"

"Do you think you are still a little kid in the countryside? You are so arrogant, do you think this is a rural area?"

"Do you know how much money I spent to get you into this school? How many connections did I use? And this is how you repay me?"

"Do you know how busy I am every day? I run that shabby shop every day, and I'm so tired that I can't even stand up straight. And when I come home I have to listen to all your nonsense. What a sin I have committed!"

...

Sobbing sounds echoed in the small bedroom.

Qiuqiu clenched her teeth, trying hard not to let her sobs be heard outside the door.

Soft and slow footsteps were heard.

"Qiuqiu." The voice was like the first ray of sunshine in spring, penetrating the cold air.

Qiuqiu suddenly raised her head and looked forward with tears in her eyes.

He stood not far from the bed, his outline vaguely outlined in the dim light.

The warm breath gradually enveloped her body, bringing her an infinite sense of security.

Just like the father she had fantasized about since she was a child.

Suddenly, I felt infinite yearning and expectation in my heart.

She tilted her head and asked tentatively, "Dad... Dad?"

Tang Song was stunned. Under the influence of [Dream Flower Seeds], he seemed to be able to empathize with her emotions at the moment.

I realized that she was projecting her deep desire for her father into her dream, and indirectly identifying herself with this symbol.

He didn't correct her, but nodded slightly, "Yeah, it's Dad."

Hearing this, Qiuqiu burst into tears.

She suddenly stood up and threw herself into Tang Song's arms, like a wounded kitten finding shelter, sobbing and saying, "Dad, I'm so scared... My mother-in-law doesn't want me anymore, and my mother doesn't want me either...

My classmates at school don't like me, saying that I speak in a rustic way and my clothes are not fashionable...

I can’t play the piano, sing pop songs, or dance, and I can’t play with them…”

She spoke intermittently, and her tears gradually soaked Tang Song's clothes.

Tang Song patted her back gently and whispered to comfort her: "It's okay, I'm here with you. No matter what happens, we can face it together."

Qiuqiu choked and asked, "Really? You won't abandon me?"

"Really, I won't give up on you."

At the same time, the warmth in my chest became stronger and stronger, and the newly sprouted seedlings seemed to have grown a little bigger.

The air around me became softer and warmer, and the darkness seemed to be dispelling.

At the same time, there was a more intense banging on the door and the mother's roar: "Are you going to listen to me or not? Open the door for me!"

Qiuqiu's body tensed up again and her face turned pale.

She shrank back to Tang Song and asked timidly, "Will mom come in and beat me? I'm scared."

Tang Song held her trembling shoulders, his voice gentle and magnetic: "No, as long as I am here, no one can hurt you, not even your mother."

As soon as he finished speaking, the roar outside the door disappeared, and the only sound in the air was the sound of wind and rain.

Qiuqiu raised her head and looked at the blurry figure in front of her, and a deep sense of dependence and trust gradually emerged in her eyes.

"Dad, my window is broken. It makes noises when the wind blows. I am so scared that I can't sleep at night. Mom doesn't want me to sleep with her."

Tang Song looked at the broken window that was shaking in the wind and rain, his eyes flickering.

Like magic, the window instantly became new, and the sound of wind and rain outside was also blocked out.

Qiuqiu's tears gradually stopped, and her eyes were filled with curiosity and joy.

She quickly got out of bed, walked barefoot to the window, and reached out to touch the brand new window.

Turning back, he said in surprise: "Dad is amazing, he fixed it so quickly!"

Then, she pointed to the extinguished incandescent lamp on the ceiling of the room and said, "This lamp often flickers at night. I dare not turn it on. I told my mother about it, but she has not had time to fix it, so she asked me to use the desk lamp first."

Tang Song wiped the tears from her face and raised his head, "It will be ready soon."

Then the lights came on and the whole room became bright and transparent.

Qiuqiu smiled brightly, "And this table, the drawer is always shaking, I'm afraid it will fall down anytime."

Tang Song came to the desk and his eyes stayed on the colored pencil drawings on the table for a moment.

There is a picture of a kind-faced old lady with a basket on her arm containing some red peppers.

It can be seen that Qiuqiu has a talent for painting.

Although it is crude and simple, it is full of spirituality.

Tang Song pulled the drawer, turned around and said with a smile: "Try again."

Qiuqiu quickly sat down at the table and pushed and pulled it repeatedly.

She raised her head and looked at him with admiration, "It's really healed!"

Tang Song patted her head and said with a smile, "Is there anything else that needs to be repaired?"

Qiuqiu was stunned for a moment, her eyes dimmed, and she whispered, "The door of my mother-in-law's house is broken, and there is also a hole in the yard..."

A bright and cozy small bedroom.

The young girl version of Qiuqiu lowered her head and began to talk to herself unconsciously.

He first talked about the problems at his grandmother's home, and then talked about the chickens he raised in the yard.

As they talked, they started talking about things at school.

Today is the second month since she transferred to Chengdu.

Suddenly coming from the countryside to this strange big city, she lost contact with all her friends and classmates.

The environment, things, and people here made her feel deeply afraid.

The only mother she was familiar with rarely had time to accompany her because she was busy with work.

The middle school she attends is considered a very good one.

Her classmates were all very good, but due to the difference in educational resources, her academic performance was not as good as other students, and she did not have many common topics with them.

...

Tang Song squatted down, looked at her at eye level, gently stroked her soft hair with his hand, and whispered words of comfort from time to time.

I don’t know how much time passed before Qiuqiu’s voice stopped.

She glanced at the thunderstorm outside, turned around, and looked expectantly: "Dad, can you sleep with me? I'm very afraid of thunder."

Tang Song said in a gentle tone: "Of course."

"Thank you." Qiuqiu immediately stood up and began to make her bed.

But soon, a frustrated look appeared on her face, "But... my bed is too small. It can't accommodate both of us."

"It's okay, come with me, I know a place that is more spacious and comfortable." Tang Song held her cold little hand.

The scene around me began to change miraculously.

The originally narrow bedroom gradually blurred and was replaced by an open room.

An extra-large double bed is placed in the middle, covered with clean white bedding, and the surrounding decoration is stylish and luxurious.

Qiuqiu opened her eyes wide and stepped carefully on the soft carpet, "Wow...where is this? It's so beautiful!"

"this is my house."

"Ah! So you live here, Dad. Can I come here often in the future?"

"Of course, you can make this your home."

"Thank you, Dad!" Qiuqiu climbed onto the bed excitedly, buried her face in the fluffy pillow, and took a deep breath: "It smells so good, much more comfortable than the bed at mom's house!"

Tang Song sat beside the bed, tucked in the quilt for her, and then turned on the night light on the bedside table.

The light is soft and warm, enveloping the entire room in a cozy tranquility.

"Dad, can you tell me a story?"

"Emm...I need to think about this carefully..."

"Then let me tell you one." Qiuqiu blinked her watery eyes and began to tell the stories her grandmother told her when she was a child.

[Dream Flower Seedlings] quietly stretch out their branches, emitting a soft light.

Her voice became softer and softer, and her breathing became more and more steady.

……

Wednesday, September 2023, 9, cloudy to sunny.

The sky outside the window gradually brightened, and a thin layer of mist filled the air, like a veil covering the sky above the city.

The sunlight came in through the gaps in the curtains, casting a soft streak of light on the bed.

Cheng Qiuqiu's thick and long eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes and sat up with a slightly stiff body.

She stared blankly ahead for a while, then stretched herself and felt a surge of refreshment throughout her body.

I haven't slept so comfortably and soundly in a long time.

Generally speaking, she would have nightmares whenever there was a thunderstorm, and most of the time she would be awakened in the middle of the night.

But this time it was very different, as if I had a beautiful dream.

In the dream, it seemed like the days when I had just left my grandmother’s house and went to Chengdu.

However, when she tried to recall it seriously, those originally vivid images gradually became blurred and hazy, and finally only a vague emotion remained, lingering in her heart and could not be shaken off.

He rubbed his forehead vigorously.

She always felt as if she had forgotten something important.

Despite this, she felt inexplicably relaxed and at peace.

I looked at the clock on the wall.

7: 30.

"It's so late already!" Cheng Qiuqiu exclaimed and quickly jumped out of bed.

Then I remembered that my senior sister was still in Wushan, not in Yancheng.

If you are alone, just eat whatever you want.

After letting out a breath, Cheng Qiuqiu began to make the bed.

Put on clothes and stand in the bedroom.

She subconsciously glanced at the ceiling lamp above her head, then looked at her desk.

I feel lost.

He shook his head, went to the bedside table, unplugged the charger and picked up his phone.

An unread message popped up on the screen:
[Tang and Song: "Good morning, Qiuqiu."]

Cheng Qiuqiu's fingers paused slightly and her heartbeat began to accelerate suddenly.

This message was sent at 6 o'clock in the morning, which means that Tang Song sent her this message as soon as he woke up.

What does he mean?
Are you caring about me?

Or just asking casually?

I stared at the phone screen for a long time.

Cheng Qiuqiu's plump chest heaved, and she bit her lower lip hard, suppressing all the joy and doubts in her heart.

He tapped the screen with his fingers and replied in a restrained and polite manner: "Good morning, Mr. Tang, what can I do for you?"

After sending the message, she felt a little painful for some reason.

I feel like I'm losing something.

By the time I realized this, the time limit for withdrawing the message had already exceeded. Then, my phone vibrated.

[Tang Song: "Nothing, it was thundering and raining in Yancheng last night, did you sleep well in the rental house alone?"]

Cheng Qiuqiu stood there blankly, staring at the screen for a few seconds.

I quickly typed a reply: "I'm fine. I slept till now and feel very energetic. I'm getting ready to go out for dinner."

[Tang Song: "So what do you plan to eat?"]

The sound of fingers tapping the screen continued.

The light in the bedroom gradually brightened and the clock on the wall ticked.

After just a few simple chats about daily life, Cheng Qiuqiu's mouth corners unconsciously raised a slight arc, and she felt extremely full and satisfied.

……

"Morning, Qiuqiu."

"Good morning."

"Good morning, Qiuqiu. Wow, your makeup today is so exquisite."

"It's... it's okay..."

After saying hello to colleagues in the department, Cheng Qiuqiu sat down at his workstation.

Since the second group of employees for team building had already left, the entire office area seemed very deserted.

After packing up her things and turning on her computer, Cheng Qiuqiu began to work seriously.

Perhaps because she had rested well enough, she was full of energy, her mind was extremely active, and inspiration popped up one after another in her mind.

I also have a new understanding and ideas about the visual identification system of [HEYI STUDIO].

Her eyes became brighter and brighter, and her hand holding the drawing pen began to move quickly.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

"Buzzing—"

A notification popped up on WeChat on my computer.

[Tang Song: "Qiuqiu, come to my office."]

Cheng Qiuqiu's hand stopped instantly, and the drawing pen hung in mid-air.

He took a deep breath, stood up, and walked towards the president's office.

When passing by the activity area, she subconsciously stopped in front of the mirror and smoothed her hair carefully.

"Boom boom boom——"

"Please come in."

The magnetic voice made Cheng Qiuqiu's heart beat faster.

Grab the door handle and push open the office door.

The sunlight from the floor-to-ceiling windows filled the entire room, and there were several documents and two cups of coffee on the desk.

He was leaning against his desk, casually flipping through a document.

The sunlight illuminated half of his body, as if it had covered him with a halo.

It also makes him seem warm and charming.

Cheng Qiuqiu looked at his figure, his expression gradually becoming dazed, and he murmured unconsciously: "ba..."

As soon as she said this, she immediately realized her mistake and hurriedly closed her mouth, her face instantly becoming extremely unnatural.

"Are you here?" Hearing the noise, Tang Song raised his head and smiled gently.

When their eyes met, Cheng Qiuqiu's heart began beating wildly.

She quickly lowered her head and said in a trembling voice, "Boss Tang, you're looking for me?"

Tang Song put down the documents in his hand, picked up a cup of coffee on the table, walked slowly to her, and handed the coffee to her. "Have a cup of coffee."

"This...is this for me?" Cheng Qiuqiu was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the coffee in his hand, somewhat unable to believe it.

"Well, take it." Tang Song smiled and his eyes inadvertently swept over her head.

In his sight, the emerald green seedling nurtured by the [Dream Flower Seed] has quietly grown a section and looks particularly energetic.

"Thank you." Cheng Qiuqiu took the coffee with both hands, and her fingertips accidentally touched his skin.

Although she tried hard to maintain her cool appearance, a thin layer of red still appeared on her ears.

"You're welcome." Tang Song picked up another cup of coffee and shook it towards her, "Come on, clink one."

With a "click", the paper cups touched each other, making a crisp sound.

Tang Song took a sip of coffee and asked in a relaxed and concerned tone, "How is your work going recently? Is the progress of the visual recognition system going smoothly?"

"Yeah, it's good..." Cheng Qiuqiu replied in a low voice, her fingers unconsciously stroking the edge of the coffee cup.

The two of them chatted intermittently while drinking coffee.

Tang Song seemed to have thought of something and said with a smile: "By the way, Qiuqiu, the company has a surprise for you tomorrow."

"What surprise?"

Tang Song shook his head and said mysteriously: "You will know tomorrow."

Yao Lingling originally wanted to start work after the National Day holiday, as she did not want to take advantage of the company's paid holiday. However, at Tang Song's insistence, she started work early.

This holiday is a good opportunity for her to understand the company's live broadcast style and the preferences of the target group.

The biggest characteristic of this cheerful and generous junior high school girl is that she has a strong appeal and can provide abundant emotional value.

For Qiuqiu, a girl with a "dark heart", she is definitely the best complementary player.

The two chatted for a few more sentences, and Cheng Qiuqiu bowed and said goodbye before leaving.

Watching her sexy and graceful figure disappear at the door, a complex emotion flashed in Tang Song's eyes.

He looked down at the coffee cup in his hand, and the scenes from last night's dream reappeared in his mind.

Although she was only exposed to a part of it, the psychological trauma caused by her past experiences was truly reflected in her consciousness through the [Dream Flower Seeds].

She is indeed a poor little girl.

Finish the coffee in your hand.

Tang Song returned to his boss chair, put on his glasses, and began to read the documents carefully.

After a while.

"Ding Dong——" the WeChat notification sound rang.

[Wenruan: "The day after tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. When do you plan to return to Quancheng? That morning, or the day before?"]

Seeing the message from his elder sister, Tang Song raised his eyebrows slightly.

With her gentle personality, she would never ask him such a question for no reason.

With a twinkle in his eyes, he replied, "I'll come back whenever you want me to."

【Wenruan: Really sensible.jpg】

[Wenruan: "Come back home with me tomorrow night, and then go back to Quancheng the day after tomorrow morning. We have been together for so long, and my parents have always wanted you to come to our house for a meal."]

Seeing her reply, Tang Song showed a gentle smile on his face.

He actually knew very well that he was different from Zhao Yaqian, Lin Muxue and others.

Wenruan, 30 years old, cares a lot about relationships and family.

She really hopes to integrate into her family as her other half.

Tang Song: "Okay, how about I just stay at your house tonight, so we can spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together."

【Wenruan: "(#covering mouth and laughing) Brother, you don't have any bold ideas again, do you?"】

Tang Song: "Yes, it is, and it is very big."

[Wenruan: "Tsk tsk, is it as big as 36E?"]

Tang Song: "Sister, I want to see 36E now."

【Wenruan: "(#Charming) Wait for me, I'll take a picture for you."】

Seeing Wenruan's extremely bold reply, Tang Song's heart instantly became hot.

The elder sister is really knowledgeable and interesting!
Waited anxiously for a while.

"Ding-dong-"

【Warm and soft: photo.jpg】

Tang Song quickly clicked it to check, and his expression froze.

This is not a soft selfie, but a cover photo of her for Fortune magazine.

The person above was a blonde, blue-eyed white beauty, and someone he was particularly familiar with.

Anne Kate.

He had seen Anne's photos many times on the Internet.

One of the heirs of the Kate family and co-founder of Jingwu Capital, has considerable influence worldwide.

With her excellent family background and impressive figure and appearance, she has frequently appeared in major financial and fashion media magazines in recent years.

According to Wen Ruan, Fortune will conduct an exclusive interview with her in mid-next month.

Perhaps it was for this reason that she browsed through the relevant content and saw Anne Kate's information.

As for why he guessed that Anne Kate was related to him, Tang Song really had no idea. Could it be a woman's sixth sense?
"Buzzing—"

【Wenruan: "How is it? Is it 36E? Does it look good?"】

Tang Song smiled and replied, "It's okay. I think my sister's 36E is more attractive."

【Wen Ruan: "This is a top-notch foreign horse. How can I compare to her? Last time, she came to Guangying Media to negotiate on behalf of Jingwu Capital. I saw her in person. She looks very cool."】

When Tang Song saw this message, he understood instantly.

He had indeed heard about Jingwu Capital’s contact with Guangying Media before, but he didn’t expect that Annie would be there in person to discuss the matter.

[Wenruan: "Also, this Miss Annie looks at me in a very strange way, as if she is sizing me up. Do you think she has a crush on me? (#smirk)"]

Tang Song paused, almost laughing out loud, and quickly replied: "Then you better be careful. I heard that Miss Annie's sexual orientation is a mystery, and she is also a fitness enthusiast, the kind with abdominal muscles."

【Wenruan: "(#narrow eyes) Oh? It seems like you know a lot about it? Are you dreaming about riding a big horse?"】

Tang Song's eyes twitched, and he quickly changed the subject and began to talk to her about the gifts he should prepare for her visit tomorrow.

……

Yan Province Financial Center, Rongliu Investment, General Assistant Office.

The steaming coffee emits wisps of white mist in the cup.

Lin Muxue sat in front of the large desk, her slender fingers tapping lightly on the laptop keyboard.

Lines of English words popped up on the screen.

As she was about to enroll in school, she felt a little nervous.

Although Lin Tiantian promised to arrange a professional team for her to help her pass various levels.

But Lin Muxue still felt a little uneasy, afraid that she would be exposed because of her poor skills. Now, whenever she had free time, she would start copying some documents and materials to improve her language expression skills.

"Ding-ling-ling——" A quick cell phone ring suddenly rang.

After looking at the incoming call message, Lin Muxue frowned, pressed the volume button, turned the ringtone to silent, and let the phone vibrate silently on the desktop.

After a while, "Ding-ling-ling——" the bell rang again.

She took a deep breath, her fingertips hovered over the answer button for a few seconds, and finally swiped the screen: "Hello?"

"Xiaoxue, how is your work going these days? Are you busy?" My father's voice with a strong rural accent came from the other end of the line, and shouts from the construction site could be heard in the background.

Lin Muxue said in a cold tone: "Okay, Dad, if you have anything to say, just tell me directly, don't beat around the bush."

"Well, I just want to ask, will you come back this Mid-Autumn Festival? Your mother steamed a basket of date buns, and also made your favorite stone buns..." My father's voice was obviously weaker, with a cautious flattery.

Hearing this, Lin Muxue took a deep breath and said, "I can't go back. The company is very busy."

"Oh." The father's voice was obviously a little disappointed, but he immediately cheered up again, "Well...your sister Zhenzhen said that she would go to Yancheng with her classmates on the eleventh day, so I asked her to bring you some things from our house, including newly harvested walnuts and the Qiongguo candy that you loved to eat when you were a child..."

Lin Muxue's throat rolled slightly and she was silent for a moment: "I know."

"Xiaoxue, when you are free, come back and visit your mother..."

"Dad, I have to go to a meeting. I'm hanging up now."

"Chengcheng, then you are busy."

Silence returned to the office.

Lin Muxue stared at the blackened phone screen, a complicated expression on her delicate face.

(End of this chapter)