Trajectory 2: entangled curves

Chapter 290 The best thing in life is not meeting

Grandma Zhuge's illness was already visible to the naked eye. Her belly was very big, like she was pregnant, but she moved normally. From Zhuge Nan's words, she knew that it was ascites. Looking at her grandmother's condition, Zhuge Qinuo breathed a sigh of relief. It didn't seem as serious as she had imagined.

On weekends, Zhuge Qinuo happily watched TV and chatted with her grandmother. She ate the food her grandmother cooked and "educated" her grandmother not to drink secretly anymore. At night, she asked Zhuge Nan to go back and slept in her grandmother's room. After two full days with her grandmother, she firmly believed that her grandmother was just sick, a little too sick, and could definitely be cured.

Looking at her grandmother sleeping on the bed opposite, she felt at ease and soon fell asleep.

The next day, at 5:30 in the morning, Zhuge Qinuo felt that she had gotten up earlier than the chickens, but her grandmother had gotten up earlier than her and prepared breakfast for her as usual. Grandma's breakfast was always very exaggerated. She stewed pig's trotters and bought steamed buns early in the morning. Zhuge Qinuo would never waste her grandmother's kindness and would eat until she was full every time.

Grandma gave her a spirited Monday.

Everything will go in the right direction.

Zhuge Qinuo wanted to share her recent ups and downs with others, so she used her lunch time and spare time to write letters to her pen pal, Yangguang, and sent him to a distant city with stamps, waiting for his reply.

The reply came much faster than she thought. In the past, when they wrote a letter, even if Zhuge Qinuo replied immediately, it would take at least ten days for the letter to come back. But this time, the reply to the letter sent on Monday was already in the mail room on Wednesday. This made Zhuge Qinuo wonder if the reply was so slow before because her pen pal was too busy and might not be able to reply immediately. She was very curious about this question and wrote another letter immediately. She wanted to ask if her letter would affect other people's lives. On Wednesday, she sent the letter again.

On Thursday night, after evening self-study as usual, she attended competition training. After the training, she went to put milk for Yan Zhengping as usual.

Because she always needed to grab some time that was wasted at the end, she would always walk briskly when she was alone. When she was leaving the school gate, she bumped into Zhuge Yihua who had already left the school gate and ran back. Both of them fell to the ground. Zhuge Qinuo was used to carrying a schoolbag, so the things didn't spill out, but Zhuge Yihua was carrying a handbag, which was knocked away and a lot of things inside fell out.

Zhuge Yihua quickly stood up and went to help Zhuge Qinuo. After Zhuge Qinuo stood up, he immediately helped pick up things.

While doing these things, both of them were still apologizing.

"Huh? So you write letters too? Do you have pen pals?" Zhuge Qinuo had sharp eyes and saw an envelope that was accidentally thrown halfway out from a book.

Zhuge Yihua was stunned and even his breathing stopped.

Zhuge Qinuo tactfully stuffed the thing back and joked, "You're nervous, is it a love letter?" Then he returned the thing to Zhuge Yihua and continued to pick up other things.

As if he had caught something on him, this was the most relaxed Zhuge Qinuo had ever been in front of him.

Zhuge Yihua breathed a sigh of relief: "No!"

Let’s just go home.

Zhuge Qinuo was lying on the bed, thinking about this incident, and suddenly she felt happy. It turned out that besides her, there were indeed good students who would do such a thing. After reviewing it again, she suddenly became nervous. Why did that envelope look so familiar? Fortunately, Zhuge Nan was not there, so she got up to find the reply letter from "Guang".

Although they are different, they are really similar in style.

"Is it such a coincidence?"

"Does he know that the rain is me?"

Although he had already said goodnight to Zhuge Yihua, Zhuge Qinuo still picked up the pager: "Is that you?"

“?” Zhuge Yihua responded quickly, as if he was holding his phone and waiting.

"Are you the light?" Zhuge Qinuo said without any hesitation.

"We were still discovered!" Zhuge Yihua's helplessness was revealed between the lines.

He was afraid that Zhuge Qinuo would be disgusted, so he didn't dare to say anything more. He just waited for her reply, feeling anxious inside.

Zhuge Qinuo: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I could have saved a lot of money on stamps. What's the matter with the address?"

Zhuge Yihua: "That's my friend's address, you send it to him first, and he can send it to me."

One question and one answer.

Zhuge Qinuo's words were calm, but she was not calm inside, and her hands were shaking with excitement.

"This world is so big and yet so small!" Zhuge Qinuo replied after a long time.

Zhuge Yihua: "The road is long, but there is always a way back home."

Zhuge Qinuo liked his words. Her life seemed to be more tortuous than others. She was confused, doubtful, and lost. That was her lost path. And in the dark, his appearance affected her many times. He was like a lamp. He was the return and the direction of light.

Zhuge Qinuofa: "Thank you, stranger, thank you, Guang, it's nice to meet you, Zhuge Yihua!"

He replied: "You're welcome, girl with messy hair and makeup; you're welcome, girl who can face life bravely. I'm lucky to get to know you again and again, Zhuge Qinuo!"

She read every word Zhuge Yihuafa wrote over and over again.

It turns out that there are such coincidences in this world.

"Is this fate?" Zhuge Qinuo secretly asked himself in his heart.

Zhuge Qinuo: "The best thing in life is not meeting, but reunion. Thank you again! Good night!"

Zhuge Yihua: "Good night!"

The "recognition of relatives" with Zhuge Yihua made Zhuge Qinuo even more happy.

"Grandma will be fine, and there will be friends." She said to herself while lying in bed.

Spent another weekend with grandma. She was cheering for grandma Zhuge all the time.

On Monday, after sending Zhuge Qinuo off, Zhuge Nan took his mother to S City. After observing for a few days, he found that his daughter's condition had improved a lot, which made him no longer have to worry.

In the evening, it was Feng Ping who came to pick up Zhuge Qinuo.

Because Zhuge Qinuo no longer had any worries, he got along with Feng Ping more naturally.

It was Wednesday again, which was not a big deal. But this Wednesday and the Wednesdays to come were all very troublesome for Zhuge Qinuo. Because she remembered that Wednesday was the day Feng Ping was supposed to deliver supplies to Huang Cangran. If Feng Ping came to pick her up, she would not be able to deliver the supplies, and she still remembered Huang Cangran's complaints.

A long day of study ended. After putting the milk away for Yan Zhengping, Zhuge Qinuo rushed out of the school gate more anxiously than ever before. His speed could be described as running.

When she saw that Feng Ping was indeed waiting for her, she felt a little scared.

But since I was here, I might as well make the best of it. It would just be another scolding from Huang Cangran. So I just hopped to the side of the car and called out cheerfully, "Godmother!"

When she opened the door, she was almost startled.