Feast for Shengsheng

She began to doubt herself and wondered if she shouldn't be here.

If she hadn't created trouble for Song Xiao and rejected him completely, would Song Xiao have been with Jiang Yue?

Wouldn’t the tragedy that followed have happened then?

"I'm Song Xiao's girlfriend!" Jiang Yue said without thinking.

Nan Sheng: "..."

When she heard what Jiang Yue said, she suddenly laughed out of anger.

Is this how sovereignty is declared? Did Song Xiao acknowledge it?

Nan Sheng looked at Jiang Yue calmly as she felt the need to compete. "How come I didn't know Song Xiao had a girlfriend?"

"You..." Jiang Yue was confronted and felt a little angry and embarrassed.

But in this situation, Jiang Yue just stood in front of Nan Sheng and had no intention of letting Nan Sheng in.

"Don't harass him here. You are not welcome here." Jiang Yue said directly.

No matter how stupid Jiang Yue was, she had figured it out by now.

The exquisite and beautiful person in front of him was probably Nan Sheng, whom Song Xiao had been unconscious for the past two days and had been muttering about.

This was the first time Jiang Yue heard a girl's name from Song Xiao's mouth.

She could guess that Song Xiao liked this girl very much.

But Jiang Yue didn't give up.

After all, she has liked Song Xiao for so many years.

But now when Nan Sheng really stood in front of him, Jiang Yue lost all his confidence.

In front of Nan Sheng, she was like an ugly duckling, without any competitiveness.

So Jiang Yue wanted to drive Nan Sheng away.

The two of them were pushing and shoving at the door, and the noise woke Song Xiao up.

"Who is it?" Song Xiao's voice was extremely hoarse, and his head was still burning hot.

Nan Sheng heard Song Xiao's voice and spoke without thinking: "A Xiao, it's me."

Then, the room suddenly became quiet.

Even Jiang Yue fell silent.

Song Xiao struggled to get up from the bed and walked towards the door.

Nan Sheng saw Song Xiao, and Jiang Yue lowered his head, and suddenly lost his previous arrogance and became quiet.

"Brother, you still have a fever." Jiang Yue looked at Song Xiao, very disapproving. "I asked you to go to the hospital, but you didn't go. You just took the antipyretic medicine, and as soon as the effect wore off, you got a fever again."

"Yeah." Song Xiao responded lightly.

But he didn't say much, his eyes fell on Nan Sheng.

The bright and charming girl in front of me was not wearing any makeup and her face was completely clean.

Her beautiful big eyes flickered, as if she was looking at herself.

Song Xiao couldn't help it, his Adam's apple rolled, and then he covered his mouth and coughed lightly.

I don't know if he was coughing or trying to hide his current emotions.

"Why are you here?" Song Xiao asked directly.

"Hmph, I just want to see what's wrong with you? You don't come to school and you don't reply to any of my messages." Nan Sheng looked at Song Xiao arrogantly.

Song Xiao frowned slightly: "You sent me a message?"

This surprised Nan Sheng. "Didn't you get it? I almost called the police and reported you missing."

After all, Nan Sheng had been looking for Song Xiao for three days. Ever since she was caught by Lu Shiyan that day, she had been in contact with Song Xiao.

But Song Xiao seemed to have disappeared, with no trace at all.

This person's attitude now gave Nan Sheng a feeling.

Song Xiao never received any news from himself.

Then Nan Sheng glanced at Jiang Yue from the corner of his eye, and Jiang Yue lowered his head with a guilty conscience.

Nan Sheng immediately knew who was behind this.

Ah--

The little girl's thoughts.

Before Song Xiao even looked at his phone, Jiang Yue took the initiative to confess: "Brother, I saw that you were sick, and I was afraid that you would go back to school and work regardless of everything, so I deleted your WeChat first."

Nan Sheng raised an eyebrow.

Tsk, that’s a good idea.

Delete the conversation; it will be too easy to be exposed later.

The entire WeChat account was deleted, making it foolproof. By the time Song Xiao realized that he had sent the message, it was already too late.

In her previous life, Nan Sheng would get angry if she didn't receive a reply from Song Xiao immediately.

Nan Sheng lowered her head and thought about her past self. She felt suffocated.

"Xiao Yue, who allowed you to touch my phone?" Song Xiao asked Jiang Yue with a frown.

Jiang Yue seemed to be about to cry: "I'm sorry...Brother, I just don't want anyone to disturb your rest, not to mention that your fever hasn't subsided yet."

Nan Sheng looked at the scene in front of her and suddenly felt the joy of playing the role of Xu Anwan.

She said calmly, "Ah Xiao, your sister's approach is quite good. Otherwise, given your personality, you might not have told me you had a fever, and would have been anxious to reply to messages, which would have prevented you from getting enough rest."

It seemed to ease Jiang Yue's awkward atmosphere.

But it is clearly declaring sovereignty.

It is indeed very refreshing.

It's just a role swap.

But Nan Sheng didn't make it too difficult for Jiang Yue. After all, in her memory of her previous life, Nan Sheng and Jiang Yue had never had any conflicts, let alone met each other.

Song Xiao, on the other hand, looked at Nan Sheng quietly without saying anything. Jiang Yue didn't know whether she was embarrassed or passive, she turned around and left without saying anything.

Soon, only Nan Sheng and Song Xiao were left in front of the iron house.

Song Xiao felt a little embarrassed when he saw Nan Sheng looking around where he lived.

Thinking of what Lu Shiyan said to him, Song Xiao became quiet.

After a long time, Song Xiao said calmly: "Go back, this place is not suitable for you."

"Why is it not suitable for me? It's not much worse than where I live now." Nan Sheng was very direct.

Nan Sheng was about to enter the iron house, but was stopped by Song Xiao the next second.

When Nan Sheng's hand touched Song Xiao's hand, she immediately felt the scorching heat from this person.

"Oh my god, why are you still running such a high fever? You can't not go to the hospital like this. If your fever gets too high, you'll become a fool." Nan Sheng looked at Song Xiao with disapproval, "I'll take you to the hospital."

As she spoke, Nan Sheng actually picked up Song Xiao's phone to call an ambulance.

But Song Xiao stopped him: "Go back."

"I don't want it." Nan Sheng also refused completely.

"Nan Sheng, this place isn't suitable for you." Song Xiao fell silent for a moment, "Neither are we suitable."

"Why? Give me a reason?" Nan Sheng looked at Song Xiao stubbornly, determined not to give up until she achieved her goal.

This is Nan Sheng's temper.

No matter if she lives her life over again or something else, she can't change it.

"We are not from the same world." Song Xiao was calm.

But because he was talking now, Song Xiao's feeling of physical exhaustion became more obvious, and his head felt dizzy.

Nan Sheng had no intention of letting Song Xiao go and looked at him seriously.

"How can we not be from the same world? You are an orphan, and so am I. Essentially, there is no difference between us. I am an adult, and it is impossible for me to stay in the Lu family. The people of the Lu family are not as welcoming to me as you think. I will not use the money and house that the Lu family gave me, because I don't want to owe the Lu family anything, so I am also a person with nothing. We are just right." Nan Sheng said directly.