Her footsteps slowed down unconsciously after they entered her neighborhood, and he was half a step ahead of her. She didn't even need to remind him when he reached the left turn.
Perhaps the atmosphere was too oppressive, she volunteered, "You really have a good memory. You've been here once, and you already remember how to get to my house."
And this sentence was like a key that unlocked a certain fragment of his memory.
It was probably a winter morning during their second year of high school. Students arrived at school one after another. However, Qi Mei did not appear until the end of the morning self-study session.
She was very popular in the class, so when the form teacher showed up, a girl boldly asked, "Why isn't Qi Mei here today?"
Song Bojian, who was sitting in the back row with his eyes lowered, suddenly raise his head at this question.
The form teacher looked at the students who were expectantly waiting for a reply and said with a smile, "Qi Mei is sick and needs to rest for a week. Her mother asked me for leave on behalf of her last night."
After class, the girls started discussing in the corridor.
"Shall we go and see Qi Mei?"
"If so, we need to buy some gifts. What should we buy?"
"Do you know where she lives? I don't know…"
"We can ask Wu Xiangdai. She's so close to Qi Mei. She must know it."
They found Qi Mei's address from Wu Xiangdai. The next day was the weekend, so everyone agreed to visit her tomorrow.
However, that night, Song Bojian didn't go straight home as usual. Instead, he went through two intersections and found the neighborhood where Qi Mei lived according to Wu Xiangdai's instructions.
He stood downstairs and looked up, guessing which room she lived in. Perhaps the light was still on, or perhaps she was already asleep.
But soon he heard something in the stairwell and went to hide behind a tree.
A figure ran out of the door of the building. The person was carrying a school bag and wearing the school uniform of No.1 Middle School. It was Wu Xiangdai.
At the same time, a slightly hoarse voice came from upstairs. "Remember to take notes for me…"
Song Bojian followed the voice and glanced up. He saw a young girl in pink pajamas standing by the balcony window on the third floor. He didn't know if it was because the moon was too bright or because she was sick, but her face looked very pale from afar.
"You're sick, but you still don't forget to study. My dear classmate, you should rest up." Wu Xiangdai stood downstairs and raised her head to talk to Qi Mei.
"There's too much homework. I didn't go to school today, and there are already so many papers. If I stay at home for a few more days, I'm afraid I won't be able to complete them."
"I know. You should go back and lie down." Wu Xiangdai waved her hand.
And in that week, the boy sitting next to Song Bojian was shocked to find out that the straight-A student who never used his notebook in the class had taken notes for an entire week…
"Here it is. I'll go up first." Qi Mei's voice rang out, pulling Song Bojian back from his thoughts.
"I'm going back home later too," he said with a nod.
"Grandpa Song had quite a scare yesterday. Please take it easy on him," she said.
"I got it," he replied and nodded.
When she turned around and was about to leave, she thought of something and looked back. "I still need to take a shower when I get back and tidy up a little. It might take a long time. I'll send you a message when I'm done." After she finished talking, she saw the faint smile on Song Bojian's face.
"I'll wait for you." He looked at her.
She gave a sheepish smile, waved her hand, and quickly walked into the corridor. When she reached home, she found that her parents were not at home. So, she quickly went to their bedroom and found the household register.
When Song Bojian returned home, his grandfather was still resting upstairs.
When the nanny saw him, she quickly asked, "How's your grandma? Do you need me to make some nutritious food for her?"
He said, "Grandma can't eat anything right now, so you just need to take care of my grandpa at home. Can you stay at home tonight? "
"Yes, of course."
Song Bojian had long wanted to find a live-in nanny for his grandparents. After all, he was busy with work and could not go home every day. His grandparents were used to a hard life, but Song Bojian insisted on hiring one. However, after experiencing this incident, he definitely could not leave the two of them alone at home.
If Qi Mei hadn't noticed that something was wrong after coming back late from work last night, the consequence would have been dire...
He lowered his eyes and went to look for the household register. However, he suddenly thought of something. "Please make two sandwiches for me." He was actually so anxious that he forgot that Qi Mei hadn't had breakfast yet…