Sheng Tang shivered.
"What are you thinking about?" She quickly pushed the thought away.
The next day, on her way to school, she threw all the photos and docunts into a trash bin by the roadside.
From then on, she was no longer curious.
She had finally gotten a ho, a family that was warm and harmonious, it was sothing she had dread of for two lifetis. She didn’t want any surprises.
In this world, how many lodramas could there really be?
She took a few deep breaths.
The scabs on her palms had already fallen off, the impact from the last car accident was finally over.
But Yang Mingming still hadn’t co to school.
Her face probably hadn’t healed yet, and she would never let her classmates see her disfigured appearance. If soone mischievous took a photo of her in that state, it would be a blot on her history that she could never erase.
Sheng Tang thought of Yang Mingming and then rembered her father’s student.
anwhile, the scarf Sheng Tang ordered online had arrived.
The scarf was pink, with a few words embroidered on it using a shoddy machine.
It was an ancient phrase that Sheng Tang quite liked.
The scarf was sent to the school’s postal room, and Sheng Tang picked it up and unwrapped it, drawing mocking laughter from Jiang Baocu and the others.
"Oh my god, this is way too gaudy!"
"What is this? In this season, who uses such a scarf?"
"Sheng Tang, be honest, are you working at a dance hall from the 80s?"
Everyone teased Sheng Tang and laughed heartily.
Sheng Tang couldn’t stop laughing either, grabbed the scarf back and stuffed it into her backpack. "Get lost, I need it!"
A group of girls giggled non-stop.
Recently, it had been very lively around Sheng Tang and her friends, everyone was getting along exceptionally well.
Jiang Baocu was still very curious about what Sheng Tang was going to do with the scarf.
Sheng Tang didn’t say.
In the afternoon, there was another PE class, and she asked for leave from the PE teacher to go to Geological University.
Her father didn’t have classes in the afternoon, he was in his office discussing thesis topics with a few students.
When Sheng Tang arrived, most of the students recognized her and called her little junior sister, then found excuses to leave.
"Why are you here?" Her father was surprised that she had co without notice and was worried that sothing was wrong.
"I just wanted to see you, Dad," Sheng Tang said. "This afternoon is PE class, and the teacher said I could skip it. I thought, if I wanted to go ho early, I might as well co and pick you up from school."
Professor Sheng laughed, "You are being so good?"
Sheng Tang said, "Yes."
Then, Professor Sheng noticed a very strange scarf around her neck. "What’s that?"
"A scarf I bought," Sheng Tang said.
Professor Sheng: "...."
His daughter’s taste didn’t seem that bad normally. That scarf looked like sothing an old lady would wear. Is retro back in style now?
"Dad, there’s a pavilion over there, so students are reciting there. Let’s take a picture over there," Sheng Tang suggested.
Professor Sheng agreed.
The two went to the pavilion, and the students nearby took seven or eight photos of them.
Sheng Tang then said, "This scarf is so tight."
She took it off.
Professor Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.
Sheng Tang casually folded it, "Dad, put it in your pocket."
"Put it in," Professor Sheng lifted his arm.
Sheng Tang put the scarf inside, and the students took two more pictures of them.
She thanked them.
Her mother was surprised to know she had co over too, and the three of them went ho together.
After arriving ho, Sheng Tang locked the scarf in the cabinet, very carefully, afraid soone might steal it.
With that done, Sheng Tang felt a temporary sense of relief.
But in her spare ti, she would still think of those people she investigated and those photos. This matter would occasionally pop up, disturbing the calmness of her heart.
Even though she repeatedly decided not to think about it.
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