Shen Yi, from a well-to-do family, is a career woman who founded her own company at the age of twenty-four. After several years of hard work, she became a nationally acclaimed young entrepreneur before the age of thirty.
Talented people often have some peculiarities, and she is undoubtedly a voice lover. Even though she never mentioned this to outsiders, it's true nonetheless.
Actually, Su Qing's voice had no distinctive characteristics, but under special circumstances and at a special moment, Shen Yi firmly etched it into her mind, and a mysterious emotion began to ferment within her.
Especially after a day had passed, this emotion intensified, causing her to be somewhat absent-minded until obtaining the information she wanted offered a bit of relief.
Some unnamed mushrooms sent by a Yunnan netizen, along with a plate of discarded leftover rice, abruptly derailed Su Qing's movements; any slight error might have presented a completely different scenario.
A night passed without words.
At eight o'clock the next morning, Su Qing was awakened by the alarm clock. As soon as he opened his eyes, he heard a deep and magnetic voiceover.
[Maintaining a good routine is the basis of a healthy body, another day filled with unknowns begins again.]
[The hot weather can stoke liver fire in people; early in the morning, not only animals engage in mating habits, things that provoke fiery tempers also occur.]
[Old Wang next door has been uneasy these past two days and performed poorly during the mating process just now. An argument broke out between them, and things are about to escalate.]
As the voiceover faded, a sharp crash echoed in the next moment, like the sound of glass shattering on the floor. Immediately following was:
"Li Meili, are you done yet? What's wrong with you so early in the morning?"
Even though he didn't see them in person, Su Qing could recognize that it was the voice of Old Wang next door.
"Not done, and why shouldn't I talk about you being useless?"
"I've told you to go to the hospital ages ago. You refused to go, and in the end, it's me who suffers. How is being with you any different from being widowed?"
Soon, a somewhat sharp female voice rang out.
To save money, he rented an old apartment complex slightly off the beaten path, where soundproofing was inherently poor. Plus, being summer, he usually slept with the window open, as did the neighbors.
Neither family closed their windows, so shouting was almost like having it in his own home. At that moment, Su Qing vowed silently to himself that once he earned enough money, he would definitely rent a nicer place. After all, being single is no crime, but not to this extent of suffering.
It's been days now; he could usually tolerate hearing weird noises, but yelling first thing in the morning is unbearable. At this rate, he felt he was on the brink of a nervous breakdown.
"I'm not sick; why should I go to the hospital? If you find me useless, then go find someone else, a young guy, go ahead!"
"Wang Qiang, you bastard, you think I won't dare?"
Immediately, the sound of glass shattering came from that direction again, with their verbal sparring escalating, making Su Qing feel like his neighbor's place was undergoing renovation, just shy of demolishing walls.
Through the voiceover, he naturally learned what was happening. While Brother Wang next door might be a bit petty and even slightly mean, he was still quite afraid of his family counterpart.
The fact that he could muster courage to resist today might also be due to recent misfortunes, compounded by yesterday's open and hidden insult. Even a clay idol has three points of anger, let alone a man.
Admittedly, this Old Wang was pretty persistent, failing repeatedly yet trying again, with remarkable frequency — quite the talent.
The quarrel next door, accompanied by the sound of things breaking, completely shattered the calm of the morning. Nearby residents had begun peeking out of windows in anticipation of a show.
Meanwhile, Su Qing lost any desire to continue sleeping. After checking the time, he immediately got up to wash up, knowing he needed to visit the school at nine. You can't imagine how challenging summoning a parent could be, let alone when it involves his former homeroom teacher.
As for Teacher Hu, today's goal is to just get her WeChat.
In about ten minutes, Su Qing had transformed, wearing a light grey shirt that, combined with his already decent looks, instantly elevated his whole demeanor.
Without hesitation, he grabbed the trash and headed downstairs. Beside the trash bin at the unit entrance, he immediately spotted the slightly plump and somewhat disheveled Wang Qiang. At the same time, Wang Qiang noticed him, and their gazes met.
I have to say, it was pretty awkward, especially since his unintentional role in the couple's discord was undeniable.
"Wang... Brother Wang, morning." Su Qing awkwardly greeted him, but unexpectedly, Wang Qiang simply snorted and turned away, leaving a baffled Su Qing.
[In a manner that could disfigure someone, recent events have intensified Wang Qiang's discontent towards you, even suspecting you of having an improper relationship with his wife.]
Su Qing:...
Upon hearing this, he genuinely wanted to thank him.
Thank him for thinking so highly of him. But he really wished he could rush over and clarify that he never had such a heavy taste.
Then, he followed the voiceover's cues and promptly caught the bus at the first opportunity, not wasting a second. As such, he arrived at the Experimental High School gate punctually at nine o'clock, without wasting even a second — truly an exemplar of time management.
"Grandpa Sun, it's me, do you remember?" Su Qing wasted no time, promptly heading to the guardhouse and calling out to the security guard inside.
Back in the day, Su Qing often tussled brain-to-brain with the old man, be it wall climbing or sneaking in takeout food.
Upon hearing the voice, Grandpa Sun squinted his eyes and then hesitated, saying:
"You..."
"Yes, it's me. Grandpa, can you open the door?"
"Who are you? This is a school, entry for outsiders is prohibited!" Grandpa Sun mercilessly retorted, genuinely baffling Su Qing, who thought the old man recognized him.
"Grandpa Sun, I'm Su Qing, don't you remember? I graduated from here as well." Su Qing tried to get on his good side, but unexpectedly, Grandpa Sun showed no mercy.
"Every year, students who graduated from here try to come back. How am I supposed to remember? Besides, if I let you all in, what job do I have left as a guard? Is it urgent or not? If not, hurry on your way."
Indeed, fish ashore are no longer considered fish, and once people leave school, they're no longer seen as part of the family. The old man who used to chase him for two miles had no interest in him now.
"It is something urgent. I'm here to see Teacher He Wei of Class Ten, Grade Three; he asked me to come."
Not daring to claim he was Su He's parent, given his age, upon hearing this, Grandpa Sun eyed him before eventually dialing a number to confirm with the recipient.
Soon, Grandpa Sun hung up, pressed the button to open the gate, and said, "Head in, straight to the sixth floor of the main building."
Upon hearing this, Su Qing quickly expressed his thanks.
Entering the school, a familiar feeling swept over him; nothing here had changed in the slightest compared to a few years ago. Before he could indulge in reminiscing about his youth, he heard a voice:
"Su Qing!!! How dare you come back; bring your parents to me!"
Su Qing: -_-||
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