Zhang Ru and Song's father stayed here for more than half a month before going back. This was the longest vacation they could get. They also called Song's father several times.
Although she was very reluctant to let go, Song Yingwan still had to understand.
In the days before leaving, Xie Ci went out and bought a lot of specialties and asked Zhang Ru and Song's father to take them back to eat. Song Yingwan also bought several more clothes with them.
I have no choice but to stay with my parents, so I can only use this method to make up for my regrets.
Zhang Ru saw that Song Yingwan was always looking depressed these days, so she didn't refuse and happily accepted it. Song Yingwan didn't give up until the luggage bag could no longer fit.
In a blink of an eye, the day of farewell came, at the train station.
Zhang Ru held Song Yingwan's hand tightly and said softly, "You have to go to school well here and get along well with Xiao Ci. We will go back first and will come over to see you when we have time."
Song Yingwan took a deep breath and lowered her voice, "Okay, be careful on the road."
Zhang Ru smiled gently and said, "Okay."
Song's father also patted Xie Ci's shoulder, "Xiao Ci, I am just a daughter. Wanwan has been spoiled by us since she was a child. I know that you two have a good relationship. If there is anything wrong with her, you Be more tolerant.”
Xie Xi straightened his expression and said seriously, "Dad, don't worry, I will take good care of Wan Wan."
Song's father was very satisfied with his son-in-law, so he believed what he said and nodded happily.
Chenchen stood aside and saw that the two of them had finally finished speaking. He glanced at Song Yingwan who was talking to Zhang Ru, walked away and thanked her, saying in a low voice, "Brother-in-law, I have something to tell you."
Then he added, "Just the two of us."
Xie Ci glanced at him and said slowly, "Come over here."
"Dad, Chenchen said he wants to go to the bathroom, I will take him there."
Father Song frowned and looked at his watch and said, "Hurry up, we will be entering the station soon."
"Okay, I'll be right back."
Chenchen stood beside Xie Ci with a low eyebrow, and left without saying a word.
The thank you brought the people to a corner, just enough to hide their figures. Looking at the hesitant young man in front of him, he said in a calm voice, "Go ahead."
Chenchen scratched his head and said sheepishly, "Brother-in-law, just...can I write to you in the future?"
"……write a letter?"
Chenchen raised her lips and smiled, "Didn't my sister want me to get into Beijing University before? Then I thought about it and decided to give it a try."
"But...brother-in-law, you also know that my grades are not up to par, so I want to..."
He thanked me and smiled, "Want me to help you?"
Chenchen nodded hurriedly, "Yes."
Why did he choose to say thank you instead of Song Yingwan? Because he was afraid that he would not do well. If he said it in a big way now, it would be embarrassing if he failed to succeed.
Xie said slowly, "That's no problem."
Even if it wasn't for Song Yingwan, after such a long time, Xie Ci had already regarded Zhang Ruchenchen and the others as his relatives. If Chenchen was willing to make progress, he would definitely not stop him.
Chenchen grinned and said, "Brother-in-law...can you please don't tell my sister about this?"
He thanked you meaningfully, "Tell me why?"
Chenchen paused and whispered, "...I'm afraid that I won't pass the exam in the end and my happiness will be in vain."
Xie Ci took two steps closer and put a hand on Chenchen's shoulder, "Now that you have made up your mind, then work hard. If you hold on to the idea that you may not succeed from the beginning, the final result will definitely be unsatisfactory. .”
Chenchen paused, slowly raised his head, and shot his eyes openly, "Brother-in-law, I understand!"
He thanked you and took back his hand, with a smile on his lips, "But I agreed to your proposal just now. I hope you can give everyone a surprise in the end."
Chenchen nodded heavily, "Brother-in-law, don't worry, I will work hard."
Song Yingwan saw them coming from the other direction and wondered, "What are you doing?"
Xie Ci coughed lightly and said, "Chenchen went to the toilet."
Chenchen nodded quickly, "Yeah! I just wanted to go to the toilet. I didn't know the way, so I asked my brother-in-law to take me there."
Maybe it was because the two of them looked too serious, but Song Yingwan didn't doubt it.
When Father Song saw someone coming back, he said, "Okay, let's go. It's almost time."
Zhang Ru responded, "Okay."
Song Yingwan stepped forward and hugged Zhang Ru and Song's father gently, "Mom and Dad, don't forget to call us when we get here."
Father Song patted her head and said, "Okay."
Naturally, Song Yingwan did not forget her only younger brother, and hugged him gently, "Go home and study hard. Don't make your parents angry."
Chenchen deserved to be serious this time, "Okay!"
Xie Ci carried their luggage and put them on the train. After watching the car drive away, he stretched out a hand and said, "Let's go home."
Song Yingwan slightly curved her lips and handed over her hand, "Okay."
***
They had finished playing some time ago, and the weather was hot. Song Yingwan and Xie Ci didn’t like to go out, so they just stayed at home and read and studied. Sometimes they would delve into cooking skills when they were interested, and they would I have made all the desserts suitable for summer.
Some are successful and some are unsuccessful. If it tastes good, I will take it to Grandpa Xie and Grandma Xie to try. I also gave it to Liu Wenjun a few times.
Summer vacation is long, so Song Yingwan can concentrate on polishing the manuscript carefully. Her writing style is now considered mature and her skills are solid. Writing an article is not difficult for her.
Gradually, Song Yingwan was no longer satisfied with this and wanted to explore new areas.
She plans to write a novel, and now she has a prototype in her mind, which she needs to continue to perfect.
But she was not in a hurry. This was a big project, so Song Yingwan had enough patience and was prepared for a long-term battle. She thought that if she could publish a book of her own, she would definitely sleep with it in her arms every day.
But before she could even start to write, a piece of good news dropped!
Song Yingwan had submitted so many articles to newspapers, and he had already gained some fame and a fixed readership. Some publishing houses found that Song Yingwan's articles were unique in conception, vivid in description, and the opinions and thoughts in them were also very interesting. Very novel.
So I contacted Song Yingwan and planned to compile and publish her articles and then put them into the market to see the effect.
But later they learned that the author was just a young man in his twenties and a student at Beijing University, which made them even more excited. This was not a selling point.
Of course, the content of the article is also important.
After Song Yingwan received the letter, she couldn't believe it. She had thought about writing a book before, but now she was told that this dream was close at hand.
How could this not be exciting!
