In the car, Song Ge stole glances at Zhai Cheng from time to time. Finally, she mustered up the courage. "Is your relationship with your father not very good?"
Zhai Cheng's eyes darkened. A flash of sadness crossed his eyes but quickly vanished.
"I... I just noticed that in the corridor of your house, there are only items belonging to you and your mother, so I just asked casually," Song Ge said, seeing that Zhai Cheng didn't seem eager to talk.
Zhai Cheng found a place to park the car. He stopped the vehicle and lay on the steering wheel, lost in thought.
Song Ge felt extremely uncomfortable. She must have said something wrong. Just as she was thinking about how to break the ice, Zhai Cheng spoke first.
"Back then, my mother came from a wealthy family, while my father was a son - in - law who moved into my mother's family. So the people in the family always looked down on my father. Later, my father joined the company and showed his great talents. Then no one dared to look down on him anymore."
Song Ge listened quietly. Seeing his shoulders tremble slightly, she couldn't help reaching out and gently patting his back.
"Father has been very strict with me since I was a child. He wanted me to be the best in everything. I think maybe because he wasn't outstanding enough back then and had no choice but to marry my mother, so he felt unwilling."
Zhai Cheng never thought that one day he would tell someone these secrets he had been hiding deep in his heart. He thought it was embarrassing, but now that he had said it, he felt a bit more at ease.
Song Ge didn't know what to say to comfort Zhai Cheng. She just gently patted his back.
Suddenly, a dark shadow loomed in front of her. Then she felt a warm embrace and a familiar scent.
"Let me hug you for a while, just a while," he pleaded in a soft voice, touching the softest part of Song Ge's heart.
She reached out and gently hugged Zhai Cheng back. She could hear his soft sobs in her ear.
In those short few minutes, Zhai Cheng shed all his disguises and became his most real self. For the first time, he didn't have to pretend and could be weak.
After a while, Zhai Cheng let go of Song Ge. It had indeed been very comfortable just now, but now, realizing that he had cried, he felt a bit embarrassed.
"Don't worry. I won't tell anyone," Song Ge volunteered to assure him.
Zhai Cheng was amused by Song Ge. There was a smile on his face. He restarted the car and set off.
Song Ge looked at the scenery flashing by outside the window. Her mind was blank. Suddenly, a sharp pain spread from her abdomen. She frowned and bit her lower lip, trying hard to endure it.
Almost at the same time, Zhai Cheng noticed something was wrong with Song Ge. He asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"
Because of the intense pain, Song Ge didn't act coy. "My stomach hurts. I don't know if it's because I ate too much just now."
"I'll take you to the hospital," Zhai Cheng said, stepping on the accelerator. The car disappeared into the night like an arrow.
The car stopped in front of a small hospital.
Song Ge was in so much pain that she couldn't straighten her back. She covered her stomach, and her face was as pale as paper.
Zhai Cheng carried Song Ge in his arms like a princess and rushed into the emergency room. "Doctor, she has a stomachache," he said anxiously.
Song Ge felt that the pain seemed to have shifted to her lower abdomen. She seemed to understand what was going on. Her face turned bright red. "It's okay, doctor. I'm fine," she said, trying to sit up.
Zhai Cheng pushed her back down firmly, with a stern look in his eyes. "You must see a doctor."
About ten minutes later, the doctor came out of the emergency room, trying hard not to laugh.
"How is she?" Zhai Cheng frowned, looking worried.
"Your girlfriend is just having her period. Don't worry," the doctor said, finding it rather funny, probably because he thought Zhai Cheng was just a young man in his early twenties.
After hearing this, Zhai Cheng was stunned on the spot. A trace of uneasiness flashed in his eyes. He didn't know what to say.
Song Ge was wheeled out by the nurse to a regular ward. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to hide in. She covered her head with the quilt.
Song Ge thought that this situation couldn't go on like this. They still had to go home eventually. But she didn't have any sanitary pads.
After a while, she lifted the quilt a bit. She saw Zhai Cheng sitting beside her with a gloomy face. She swallowed hard. "Can I ask you to do me a favor?"
Hearing her voice, Zhai Cheng stood up. "Speak."
Zhai Cheng was stunned for a few seconds after hearing her request. Then, without saying a word, he left the ward directly.
Based on Zhai Cheng's personality, Song Ge was sure that he had left and left her alone here. She suddenly felt like crying.
After leaving the hospital, Zhai Cheng went straight to the supermarket. First, he bought a cap for himself to cover most of his face, and then he started his mission.
He sneaked over to the women's sanitary products section. During this process, several women gave him strange looks, thinking he was a bad guy.
Zhai Cheng pulled his cap down lower. Looking at the dazzling array of products, he was at a loss. Then he randomly grabbed a pack and went to the cashier.
After coming out of the supermarket, he still remembered the look the cashier had given him. He felt extremely uncomfortable.
Song Ge was lying alone in the ward. She felt as if the blood was about to flood the whole hospital. Her lower abdomen was still aching. With great difficulty, she found her phone and was about to call her best friend for help when the door opened.
Zhai Cheng was out of breath. It seemed that he had run back from outside. Looking a bit awkward, he threw the things in his hand to Song Ge and then walked out.
Song Ge took the things and looked at them. Her nose felt sour, and she almost cried. She had thought he had left, but unexpectedly...
By the time Song Ge had sorted things out and the two of them left the hospital, it was already past ten o'clock at night.
"Thank you," Song Ge said.
"Cough, cough," Zhai Cheng coughed awkwardly twice. His fingers tightened on the steering wheel. "It's okay."
The car stopped steadily outside the villa. Song Ge opened the door first and got out. She ran to the door. Suddenly, she saw a dark object in front of the door, moving. She was so scared that she screamed. Instinctively, she turned around and hugged Zhai Cheng. "Ah, what's that?"
Zhai Cheng remained calm. He protected Song Ge behind him, took out his phone, turned on the flashlight, and slowly approached the object.
The dark object moved. It was holding a bottle in its hand, and a bit of its hair was pushed aside.
Zhai Cheng recognized it as Leng Jing at a glance. He breathed a sigh of relief. "It's Leng Jing."
Song Ge also saw Leng Jing's face clearly and smelled a strong smell of alcohol. "Why did she drink so much?"
Zhai Cheng stepped forward, helped Leng Jing up, and let her lean on him. With a cold look in his eyes, he patted her face. "Wake up. Can you hear me? Wake up."
Leng Jing didn't respond at all. She staggered as if she hadn't heard his voice.
The man patted her face again.
Leng Jing opened her eyes groggily. Then her eyes turned cold. She staggered and pushed Zhai Cheng away. She rushed straight towards Song Ge, grabbed her collar, and shouted, "You jinx! It's you who killed Ji Qingyun. Give him back to me, give him back! It's all your fault, all your fault that he left me!"