Chapter 146 - I Miss You
Song Meng started handling the crowdfunding matter the next day. Yun Xiangxiang rested in her home for a whole day. She went to her second uncle’s home on the last day of the year for a reunion meal.
Their family’s reunion meal venue would change every year. Yun Zhiwu extremely treasured Yun Xiangxiang now. His confectionery shop’s business was booming right now.
Even though Yun Zhibin deliberately lowered the price and kept it cheap, his sales numbers were great. He was even widely praised by a lot of the kids’ parents.
“Big Sis, I want to learn how to paint. Please help me in telling mummy about that,” Yun Zhaozhao, her cousin in her second uncle’s family tugged on Yun Xiangxiang and begged.
Yun Zhaozhao was Yun Zhibin’s youngest daughter. She was younger than Yun Xiangxiang by two and a half years old. She was just starting her first year in high school.
“Do you like to paint?” Yun Xiangxiang asked softly.
“En, I only like to paint,” Yun Zhaozhao puffed her cheeks. “I flunked my finals.”
The results would have been released at this point in time. Yun Xiangxiang remembered that Yun Zhaozhao seemed to enroll in her alma mater last year with the last place.
“I can’t talk to you now. I need to reply to everyone else’s celebratory remarks,” said Yun Xiangxaing reluctantly.
Song Mian didn’t cling to her. He knew that she needed to maintain her own circle and promptly hung up.
She pulled the chair of her desk out and sat down. Yun Xiangxiang replied one by one. There were erstwhile classmates, as well as the friends of the industry whom she knew in the last couple of years.
She had never replied to every single person like this in her previous life. This feeling was inexplicably good.
Yun Zhibin had also returned from lighting the incense after she finished replying. She only relaxed, turned her lights off, and went to sleep then.
She woke up at five-thirty in the morning. She donned her practice attire and started practicing. She went outside to practice so that she wouldn’t disturb her brothers’ rest.
She had just arrived at the sports field when she saw a slender figure. Her heart started beating audibly.
The closer she got, the more familiar she felt. She dashed forward when she got a clear sight, “Why did you come? When did you arrive? Why didn’t you call me? How long have you been standing…?”
Yun Xiangxiang didn’t even finish her barrage of questions before getting pulled into Song Mian’s embrace where she was tightly hugged by him.
His misty, baritone voice sung by her ear, “I miss you.”
Nobody could make him fall into such an insane longing that he couldn’t sleep for the whole night like this before.