Song Anle deliberately paused for a moment. Before she could observe Song Cheng's expression changes, Song Cheng said anxiously: "What? Qing'er is sick?"

Seeing that Song Anle was so worried, she smiled secretly in her heart. In order not to worry Song Cheng, she said again: "Brother, don't be anxious first, listen to me finish my words."

Song Cheng looked at Song Anle with a dark and serious look on his face, without any concealing the worries in his face. Song Anle said lightly: "Although Qing'er is physically unwell, she was jumping like a good person when I arrived at the Bai family. Later I realized that she was not feeling well, but was feeling unhappy, so I walked around with her."

Song Cheng's heart relaxed a little, and he returned to his seriousness when he first came and said, "What about it later? Don't tell me, you'll leave like this for a day, and there's no news."

"Of course not, but a small situation happened on the way, but fortunately there was no danger." Song Anle dared not tell the truth. Only by grasping the matter to the best situation can Song Cheng not be worried, but also reflect the danger they encountered.

"The situation? There is still danger?" Song Cheng repeatedly asked again with some conviction.

Song Anle's face drooped with her eyes drooping. She was still thinking about how to tell Song Cheng tactfully, because deception would only make Song Cheng even more annoyed. Moreover, the word lying has never appeared in her artistic conception, and it can even be said to be rejecting these two words.

Seeing that she seemed a little embarrassed, and Song Anle was a kind of roux he had never seen before, he stood up, stroked Song Anle's shoulders, and said anxiously: "Anle, tell me what happened, please."

"Brother, don't be excited, sit down and listen to me talk slowly." Song Anle couldn't bear to let Song Cheng worry about him, so she sat down with guilt.

Song Anle briefly talked about what happened at the blind date meeting, but she always focused on the scene of being rescued. This not only comforted Song Cheng's fear, but also revealed the details of their rescue.

After hearing Song Anle's story, Song Cheng was even more furious. With a loud "bang" sound, Song Cheng slapped the table beside him, and a wooden table immediately dispersed. He stood up angrily and said, "Hmph... In broad daylight, there were hooligans who were arrogant. It's really outrageous."

When Song Anle saw Song Cheng getting angry, she was obviously frightened. She seemed to have forgotten how long it took to see Song Cheng who had really lost his temper again. This made her regret a little and shouldn't have said so much to him.

Song Cheng was worried that Song Anle had never suffered such humiliation and was afraid that she would have a shadow, so he solemnly said: "Anle, don't worry, I will capture the beasts who are flirting with you and love in the shortest time. At that time, I will definitely leave them to you to bring them to justice in person."

"No, brother, actually, Qing'er and I didn't lose anything. We were just a little scared, so don't take it to heart." Song Anle rarely sees Song Cheng so serious, so she doesn't want a small thing to cause a big storm.

"What does it mean to lose something? You must know how important the reputation of my daughter's family is." Song Cheng was still obsessed with his own ideas because he believed that with his own strength, it would be more than enough to capture a few little hooligans.

"How did my brother plan to check the whereabouts of those hooligans?"

"This..." Song Cheng hesitated for a moment, and he said seriously: "You don't have to worry. I promise to bring someone to you and confess your guilt."

Song Anle pursed the corner of her lips. The smile on her face was like spring rain, which always made people feel particularly relaxed. She stepped forward and casually sorted out Song Cheng's clothes, and said calmly: "Does your brother plan to use the abilities of the shop?"

Song Cheng looked at Song Anle in surprise. Although she lowered her eyes and looked calm, there was a deep meaning in her words.

Seeing that Song Anle had not responded for a long time, she knew that she was only half of it. At least Song Cheng would not be silent in front of her, unless they were their hearts as clear as a mirror.

"For such a small matter, my brother is going to use the people in the shop. I am afraid that I have forgotten my last words before my father and mother died." Song Anle still had a calm and boring attitude and tone. She turned around and paused in front of the window. Looking at the scenery in the yard, she showed a deep sadness on her face.

Song Cheng was silent for a long time but could not respond. He never forgot his parents' instructions, and taking good care of Song Anle was also based on his parents' instructions, so he could not allow Song Anle to suffer a slight grievance.

However, when I think back, my parents' instructions were the most important thing, not allowing them to easily use the power in the shop. They would even forget that there was such a force, which was the most incomprehensible will of Song Cheng. Although he had been promised and would still persist in the future, his confused thoughts reminded him to resolve the doubts at all times.

"Okay, Acheng;" Song Anle seemed a little tired, so she said solemnly: "This matter has ended here. Don't say that we have not been hurt. Even if we encounter an unexpected situation, I will not allow you to easily use the people in the shop. Do you understand?"

Song Cheng had a dark face and his eyebrows locked in his eyes. He nodded heavily and said seriously: "No matter what, I will not give up on this matter easily. Even if I check it myself, I will definitely find out those bastards."

Song Cheng’s advantages can be said to be countless, but the only disadvantage is that he is too persistent. As long as he recognizes something, he will not give in easily. Just like the decision he makes, no one can change it unless he voluntarily gives up.

No one knows Song Cheng better than Song Anle, so she doesn't want to do unnecessary persuasion, so she shifted the topic at the right time and turned around and said, "Okay, stop forcing yourself anymore. You can take this matter slowly, but Qing'er was frightened and it seems to be very light. If your brother has time, he should go and see her more."

There was another trace of worry between Song Cheng's already solemn eyebrows. He nodded thoughtfully. After a few seconds, he said, "By the way, Anle, I want to take Qing'er over and live there for some days, but I'm afraid..."

Song Cheng hesitated with embarrassment. He knew his personality very well and was worried that she would not be able to stand the constraints, but he wanted to always take care of her under his wings, so he had no choice but to throw the problem to Song Anle.

"Are my brother worried that Qing'er would cause trouble, or is he worried that restraining her like this will ruin her good image in Qing'er's heart?" Song Anle smiled quietly, but she looked at Song Cheng with a rare sensation.

"Anyone is fine, anyway, I'll leave this matter to you." Song Cheng was more reserved and serious, because seriousness was his best weapon for disguise.

"As for your order." Song Anle owed playfully, and then she said tentatively: "But... If my brother really wants to love, why not explain to her earlier? This will give each other more opportunities to contact and get along after changing their identities."

Song Cheng curled the corners of his mouth briefly, and he wanted to show it, but he still retreated, "Qing'er is still young, so she is not in a hurry for such a thing, and it is not too late to wait two years."

Whenever Song Anle mentioned this, Song Cheng always refused with various excuses. Song Anle could see that Song Cheng was particularly concerned about Qing'er, but she was even more worried that Song Cheng's affection for Qing'er was just because of the burden in her heart.

Song Anle originally wanted to test whether Song Cheng was responsible for love, or the love between men and women, but Song Cheng's words rejected her test again, so she couldn't ask clearly, so she smiled and said, "Okay."

In fact, Song Anle was not only worried about Song Cheng, but also Qing'er's feelings. Because from Qing'er's attitude, she could not see any feelings about the relationship between men and women. Whether it was Song Cheng or Song Qi, Qing'er's attitude was always innocent and simple. Sometimes, Song Anle would worry too much. Does Qing'er intends to attend a blind date? Does it mean that she has no intention of Song Cheng?

The brother and sister chatted for a while and then were busy with their own affairs. Song Anle had no special hobbies since childhood, but in recent years, because her life was really boring, she not only studied, but also taught herself to cultivate a magical bamboo, which is purple bamboo;

Purple bamboos are rare among them. She accidentally got a few plants and cultivated them in her small backyard very cutely. This is why she does not allow others to enter her backyard.

Because purple bamboo is very rare and very expensive, but the branches and leaves that spread out are extremely beautiful, she named purple bamboo as love bamboo, which symbolizes emotions or love.

Song Anle has never been in contact with other men except the men in the house. Although she has a blank idea of ​​love between men and women, she still yearns for a simple and happy life. The man in her mind does not need to be rich and noble in family background, and family members only need to fall in love with each other. Talents do not need to be beautiful, and it is fate to meet her eyes;

She longs for such a family and wants to have such a person who understands her. After all, at the age of seventeen, in the eyes of the world, she has long passed the best marriage age. Even if she is not in a hurry, she will leave a message to others in the future.

Song Anle sat alone under the courtyard in the backyard, facing the empty yard, unable to get out of sight for a long time. She is a typical sentimental type. Many things would rather be accumulated in her heart than share them with others. She doesn't like lively and is an extremely slow-tempered person. This is her collection of her shortcomings.
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