Fairytale Shelf Life [MTL]

Ch 60

Chapter 60

After Zhou Yan learned that Song Zhijing had applied for the Mechanical Engineering Department of T University, his desire to see her became stronger.

His daughter may have the same interests and ambitions as him, and even applied to his alma mater to become his junior.

This is a very wonderful experience.

Zhou Yan couldn't help wondering if Song Yumo had mentioned to her a few words about her father.

Will it be mentioned that he works in the automotive industry? Then, Song Zhi's ambition, is there any reason related to him.

In fact, guessing like this is somewhat presumptuous.

But Zhou Yan couldn't control himself.

Out of infinite curiosity, he checked his phone many times a day, hoping to see Song Yumo's answer.

But it didn't happen for a long time.

For several days, there was still no movement on Song Yumo's end.

Zhou Yan reneged on his promise, and went to the hotel where the mother and daughter were staying before and after get off work every day without knowing it.

He didn't want to contact Song Zhi without authorization before getting permission, but just knowing that his daughter was really here, he hoped to see her a few more times.

From a distance, he did see her again.

On this day, Zhou Yan got up early again, planning to try his luck.

But he didn't want to, just as he went downstairs, he saw "Zhou Yichan" already sitting in the dining room waiting.

Zhou Yan raised his wrist to confirm the time, and then went over and asked: "It's not yet six o'clock, why is it so early today?" "

Hey."

Unexpectedly, the girl sighed softly, as if complaining: "There is no way, who told my father to take care of everything every day. Obviously we live under the same roof every day, but I haven't seen anyone else for four or five days!"

Zhou Yan was slightly stunned.

It just occurred to me that recently, because of Song Yumo and Song Zhi, I did go out early and return late; while Xiaochan and Chen Yan were in love, and they almost never went home for dinner.

The father and daughter hadn't seen each other for a while.

"Sorry."

Zhou Yan didn't explain the reason, but said: "I've been busy with a project recently."

After a pause, he thought of something, couldn't help chuckling and added: "When the dust settles on Dad's side, I have a surprise for you."

When Song Yumo let go, Zhou Yan planned to tell his daughter that her mother came to look for her. she is gone.

However, before things are confirmed, he decided to keep it a secret. So as not to end up giving her daughter an empty gift.

Song Zhi had no idea that her father was planning such a big event, she just felt relieved after seeing the man laughing.

"No need."

She said, "I don't mean to blame my father, but I'm a little worried that my father will also encounter difficulties. However, from your appearance, it should be fine. Dad should pay attention to rest, and there is no need to specially prepare surprises for me. !"

It turned out that the daughter was only concerned about herself.

This recognition made Zhou Yan relax his tense nerves recently, and he only noticed the girl's outfit today.

A denim vest with an open back and denim shorts of the same color, which seemed to be visible when she just went downstairs. She was wearing white stockings in the hot August.

Youthful and bold, it is completely different from her favorite princess dress.

You can tell there is a date at a glance.

Zhou Yan smiled: "Thank you for caring about Dad. But, you are dressed so beautifully today, where are you going to play?" "

Ah, I was just about to tell you."

Song Zhi took the initiative to explain the itinerary: "I am going to go with Chen Yan today. Music Festival, I should be home later in the evening."

"Although Dad may come back later than me, I still decided to tell you." She blinked, looking like a good baby, "So Dad focuses on your Go ahead, I'll be very conscious, don't worry about me."

The daughter's thoughtfulness made Zhou Sheng feel a little guilty. He suddenly felt that he might have neglected Zhou Yichan because of the news about Song Zhi recently.

He promised: "Xiao Chan, Dad must come home early tonight." "Okay, then when I get home tonight , I will

see Dad resting."

Tell him vaguely, "I have a test and a date, see you tonight!"

The door slammed shut, and the girl left like a gust of wind.

Zhou Yanning focused on the entrance, feeling more and more that her daughter had changed a lot. Compared with the previous bravery, she also seems to be more cheerful, caring and outgoing.

It seems that every time we talk, we can find a little difference from her.

However, Zhou Yan smiled lowly and shook his head lightly, at this moment it was just love giving people a new look.

Song Zhi has indeed relaxed about "acting" recently.

The half-moon agreement between her and Chen Yan is nearly halfway through, and this dreamy summer vacation is getting shorter and shorter. In the past few days of falling in love, she has become more and more like Song Zhi, not Zhou Yichan.

Today's music festival was accidentally mentioned by Song Zhi when he was chatting with Chen Yan one day.

Because she often walks alone, she yearns for the extraordinary liveliness of the concert. She only mentioned one thing, and Chen Yan immediately decided to take her to the music festival.

This is Song Zhi's wish list. She specially made a "music festival outfit" strategy and bought this "battle uniform" for herself.

It just so happened that today was also the day of her third subject exam, so Song Zhiming knew that he would meet Zhou Yan, and he completely let himself go.

She still didn't ask Chen Yan to see her off, and took the bus to the driving school by herself.

After two laps of practice, the road test officially started.

During this period of time, three world-class professional drivers served as her coaches, and she knew how to race such a complicated car, let alone an automatic transmission in a mere driving school.

Song Zhi only got a little bit of accelerator and courage, and easily got the perfect score in the third subject.

As soon as she got out of the car, she called the boy with a cheerful tone: "Chen Yan, congratulations on fulfilling your promise!"

When they met again in the driving school, Song Zhi missed a question in the theory test in order to catch up with him.

That day, Chen Yan said that he would compensate her with full marks in the road test, but unexpectedly, it finally came true today.

On the other end of the receiver, the boy might also remember yesterday, and chuckled lightly.

"The young lady is all talented." He first praised her, and then said, "Where are you now, the road test site, or the driving school?"

"Why, don't you want to surprise me, come and pick me up?" Song Zhi asked back, his steps speeding up unconsciously.

Hearing the young man's voice lowered, revealing a bit of tenderness: "Well, wait for me on the platform."

The next second, Song Zhi heard the sound of the engine on the other end suddenly clattering.

It should be that he sped up the speed, and she also took faster steps, and finally started to trot.

As a result, the person who came to greet him was not just a young man.

In the distance, Song Zhi saw two sports cars approaching ostentatiously, and passers-by all looked sideways at the places they passed.

It's really very ostentatious, because—

on the sunroof of one of the cars, there is actually a white flag flying, with two rows of big red characters written on it:

"I! Miss!

Full score in the road test!"

Stupid and a second-year student.

Although Song Zhi is envious of other people's youthful excitement and acts recklessly, her youth doesn't have to be so lively...!

Taishe died, and she even wanted to turn around and take the bus alone, pretending that she didn't know these three people.

Yet the Ferrari had stopped at her feet.

Song Zhi immediately raised his hand, covered his forehead, and got into the car at the speed of light.

"Whose idea?" As soon as she asked, she couldn't help laughing, "It's so stupid."

Although she died, it seemed that she was still a little happy.

This kind of feeling of being remembered and doing stupid things with the person you like is actually quite happy.

Chen Yan looked at her, and then smiled. He seemed a little surprised: "I bought the flag. I was supposed to remind you, but I was preempted by Caesar." "

You really like it." He tentatively asked: " Otherwise, I'll go get it and hold it for you personally?"

"No!"

Song Zhi laughed again: "Give it to Caesar, he is a foreigner who is traveling, so he is not afraid of losing face."

Looking at each other, Chen Yan couldn't help but Infected by her happiness, she smiled happily.

"So happy? If I knew it, I'd get you another side."

The young man asked her, "Miss, if I give it to you, what would you like to write?"

Song Zhi pondered for a moment, then asked him

in turn, "What about you?" How about disturbing?"

Song Zhi hadn't spoken yet.

Didi——

Behind him, the Walker Brothers' radar seemed to have accurately captured the relationship between the two, and they honked the horn to answer for her.

The girl said, "Here, I guess I'll be beaten by gangs at the music festival."

"Then, let's try." Chen Yan smiled and stepped on the gas pedal.

The supercar galloped arrogantly, and a group of four people carried the banner of Secondary School to the music festival. They are like aliens, who don't care about the world's vision, passing through the endless flow of cars and people.

Finally arrived at the destination.

The crowds are like the sea, the yellow sand is light, and the flags are flying, and the funny and weird slogans are invincible. With colorful hair and arbitrary dresses, this place is like a weird and strange world.

The stereo is singing:

"The universe is interesting, I don't care what

I care about, you hold my hand, and the heart beats wildly."

Brother Walker waved a childish flag, and Chen Yan stretched out his hand to her: "Miss, Are you ready to become a rock lunatic?"

Song Zhifang looked at him with bright eyes, only to realize that there are different kinds of splendor.

"Ready!" She put her hand in the boy's.

The music was booming, and they rushed into the crowd hand in hand.

When Song Zhi fell into the carnival, Zhou Yan finally received Song Yumo's reply.

[I can arrange for you to meet Song Zhi, but wait a little longer. ]

[I told her before that she doesn't have a father anymore, and she needs some time to solve it. ]

"She doesn't have a father anymore."

The woman said it tactfully, but Zhou Yan immediately understood that she should have told Song Zhi that her father was dead.

After the divorce, the ex-husband is dead, which is quite Song Yumo's style.

Zhou Yan put down his cell phone, got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office building, looking into the distance.

Therefore, in Song Zhi's world, she completely lost her father since she was a child. Then what kind of mood is she in, will she be more sad than Xiaochan who can still think about it?

After all, it is a very cruel thing to tell a child that she will lose a relative forever.

Zhou Yan was in a restless mood. After leaving the company in the evening, he walked back to the restricted area without knowing it.

Looking at the number plate of the convenience store, he laughed and lowered his eyes, and finally walked in. Now that it's here, he thought, sit down for a while.

Unexpectedly—

just after opening the door, I saw a very familiar figure standing at the cash register.

The girl was as tall as his chest, and a pair of phoenix eyes could be seen. She was wearing a youthful denim skirt at the moment, and she looked exactly like Zhou Yichan standing sideways.

It was his daughter Song Zhi who had been away for eighteen years.

Zhou Yan's steps were steep, and he stood on the spot, looking at her in a daze.

But seeing the girl turn around with a smile, she also stood still suddenly, looking at him, her smile froze.

The father and daughter looked at each other, and each other's eyes were filled with turbulent emotions.

Suddenly, the girl called out: "Dad?"

Zhou Yan held his breath for a moment, his heart stopped suddenly, and then he jumped wildly again.

"It's me." He opened his mouth, his voice was muffled, the word "Song Zhi" was stuck in his throat and he couldn't call it out for a long time.

But at this time, the girl walked towards him, with a puzzled face but asked naturally: "Why are you here? This place is far away from your company!"

Zhou Yan was startled awake by her familiar attitude.

"Xiao Chan?" He called out tentatively.

At this moment, in fact, Zhou Yichan, who suddenly ran into her father on the street, was extremely nervous.

But she forced herself to calm down, and tried to shift the topic to her father: "Huh? Dad, you are so busy that you don't even know your daughter?" Zhou Yan was sure that the daughter in front of her was not Song Zhi

. , but Zhou Yichan.

He concealed his disappointment and said, "I just came to the nearby Peninsula Hotel to discuss work."

After a short pause, he looked at his daughter suspiciously, and asked, "What about you? Didn't you say you were going to the music festival with Chen Yan? Here?"

Why is Song Zhi so obedient that she even has to report to her father about the itinerary of dating? !

Zhou Yichan's nerves tensed up to the extreme.

"Hmm..."

She faltered, met her father's inquiring and questioning eyes, her brain was frantically thinking about countermeasures, and her palms began to sweat.

At this critical moment, Zhou Yichan saw a foreigner walking by outside the store.

With a flash of inspiration, she made an excuse and said: "Chen Yan's teammates live nearby, and we will go together again when we come here." She also added, "It's still early, the music festival starts at night." The father and

daughter They have different thoughts, and they all hide secrets. After making up their own explanations, they were relatively silent for a while.

After a long silence, Zhou Yancai said again: "Then where do you meet up? Do you want Dad to accompany you there?" "

No!" Zhou Yichan flatly refused.

Zhou Yan looked at her.

She was guilty, fearing that she would be spotted, so she complained half-truthfully: "It's so embarrassing to ask Dad to give you a date..." It was reasonable, so

Zhou Yan said, "That's right, then Dad won't force it."

"Then shall I go first?" Zhou Yichan asked tentatively.

Zhou Yan nodded, and said "OK" lightly.

Zhou Yichan walked away without looking back as if she had been pardoned.

Naturally, she didn't dare to go back to the hotel opposite. She was afraid of being exposed, so she ran very far in one breath before finally stopping.

While panting for breath, she recalled the conversation with her father, and thought, she must have been fooled just now, right?

At the same time, Zhou Yan was sitting in the convenience store, recalling the encounter with his daughter just now.

Whether it is tone or attitude, it is the same as Xiao Chan, and her teasing "he is so busy and dizzy" also fits with their conversation in the morning.

Besides, he remembered Song Yumo's message before coming here. In Song Zhi's eyes, her father had died a long time ago; and Song Yumo said that she still needs some time, which means that Song Zhi doesn't even know her existence now.

And just now, the girl called "Dad" the first time she saw him.

No matter how you look at it, it can't be Song Zhi.

All indications indicated that it was Zhou Yichan, the daughter whom she lived with day and night.

But Zhou Yan always faintly felt that something was wrong, and there was always a slight disobedience in his heart.

Through the glass, he watched the people coming and going in the opposite hotel, and couldn't help but think, his daughter had already left the house early in the morning, why did he come to meet up with friends at this hour?

Early morning...early morning!

In a blink of an eye, Zhou Yan suddenly grasped what was wrong—

it was the clothes.

In the early morning, because of his daughter's dress, he took a special look at her clothes.

She was obviously wearing a denim vest and shorts suit at that time, but just now, the girl was wearing a denim dress.