In the evening, she called her mother to express her heartfelt congratulations on her father's promotion to commander-in-chief.

Song ran was still worried: "I heard that Shen Hanzhi went to the northwest to be a border guard. Is there such a thing?"

"There is nothing to do with me. We have broken up. What he wants to do is his own business. I don't want to talk about feelings now. I just want to study hard and at least try to get a scholarship or something."

Song ran said in a soft voice: "Niannian, are you sad?"

Thinking about his nose, he pretended to be indifferent: "you think I'm like you. I'm a man of great ambition."

Song ran sighed: "what do you want to tell me? Don't keep it in your heart. It's not good. "

Gu Nian nodded: "insomnia for two nights, and then a fight with others, plus with the dormitory girl in the quarrel, may be distracted, now really not so sad, mom, you don't worry about me, give old Gu a good celebration, eh?"

"I see. Call me if you need something, OK?"

"Yes."

Hang up the phone, thinking about lying on the bed, staring at the white ceiling, hand in the heart, she is still sad?

No doubt, it's still sad. Can you feel so sad that you can't live?

It seems not.

In fact, she was a little puzzled. She thought that she loved Shenzhi as much as her mother loved her father. She could be sure that without her father, her mother would not live.

She thought that her feelings were so strong, but she could not deceive herself. Without Shen Hanzhi, she seemed to be able to live as usual.

She closed her eyes and breathed.

What's going on here?

She doesn't want to think about it. The more she thinks about it, the more chaotic it is. This is not a good phenomenon.

Her unforgettable love seems not to be Shen Hanzhi.

Is it possible for her to have an unforgettable love in her life? She doesn't know. She really doesn't know.

The next day, after a day's class, it was already 4:30 in the afternoon. As soon as she and Jianxia returned to the dormitory door, she saw a black car parked at the gate of the girls' dormitory. It was Uncle Shen Zhaozheng's.

Think of it, uncle to take her to take the stitches.

She whispered to Jianxia, "I'm going to the hospital. You can go back by yourself."

Jane Xia looked at her with a smile: "OK, go quickly."

She went to the side of the car, opened the door and sat in the car. Shen Zhaozheng glanced at her: "it's self-conscious."

Care to touch the top of the head: "does it hurt to remove the thread?"

Shen Zhaozheng turned the steering wheel and the car left slowly.

"Aren't you afraid of pain?"

"But I also have to be psychologically prepared."

When the car drove to the school gate, he glanced at her carelessly, and saw a thin scar on her forehead, and immediately frowned.

"How come the old one has not been healed, but the new one?"

Thoughtfully touched the wound on the forehead and honestly explained: "my dormitory roommate smashed it with a water cup. Fortunately, the injury is not very serious."

Shen Zhaozheng frowned deeper: "who is it?"

His first reaction was that he would not let that girl down.

"Sun Fei, has been fired."

Shen Zhaozheng looks loose. For the first time, the great demon king feels lost and cares about something. The first person he thinks of will never be him.