Song Xiangsi still didn't eat.
Perhaps it was because Xu Jiamu was pestering her too much, but Song Xiangsi got off the bed, walked into Father Song's room without a word, and locked the door.
Xu Jiamu knocked on the door for a long time, but to no avail. In the end, he began to search the room for the key.
When he finally found the key, he opened the door, and saw Song Xiangsi squatting on the floor, folding Father Song's clothes one by one.
Xu Jiamu didn't make a sound to disturb her. He quietly walked beside her, and very quietly squatted down to help her fold the clothes.
Song Xiangsi lifted her eyelids, and glanced at him, as though she wanted to coax him to leave, but when she saw the redness on the back of his hand, she eventually shut her mouth, lowered her eyes, and silently continued to fold the clothes.
In the end, Song Xiangsi saw a heavy cardboard box in Father Song's wardrobe. She tried to carry it, but it didn't budge. In the end, Xu Jiamu helped her carry it out.
When she opened the cardboard box, it was filled with all sorts of textbooks, homework, sketchbooks, awards... Looking at these things, Song Xiangsi's tears fell again.
In this world, the only person she could rely on, the person who loved her the most, was gone. From now on, she could only rely on herself.
For dinner, Song Xiangsi still didn't eat anything. She didn't eat, and Xu Jiamu didn't have much of an appetite either. The dishes were placed on the dining table, and in the end, Xu Jiamu covered them with plastic wrap and placed them in the fridge.
That night, Song Xiangsi slept in Father Song's room, while Xu Jiamu slept in her bedroom.
When it was almost eleven o'clock, there was a thunderstorm outside, and Xu Jiamu, who had just fallen asleep, was startled awake.
He remembered that afternoon before Father Song left, he told him that even though Sisi looked like a strong woman, she was actually very weak and afraid of thunder at night.
Xu Jiamu abruptly sat up, and pulled the covers off the bed. He hurriedly rushed into Father Song's bedroom, and when he pushed the door open, he saw that the bed was empty. Song Xiangsi was nowhere to be seen.
Startled, Xu Jiamu quickly checked all the rooms. He didn't see her, so he pulled out his phone to give her a call. In the end, he heard her phone ringing in the bedroom.
Xu Jiamu didn't even have time to change his clothes. He rushed out in his pajamas.
It was raining heavily. The moment he stepped out of the residential area, his clothes were drenched. When he got into the car, his first thought was to drive to Father Song's grave, but he didn't see her there. He rushed back without stopping. Just as he was about to go upstairs to see if she had returned home, he suddenly remembered something and ran towards the cypress forest in the residential park.
The rain did not stop. It was getting heavier and heavier, obscuring people's vision. The light from the street lamps became dim.
Xu Jiamu used his phone's flashlight to walk around the cypress forest. In the end, he finally saw a person squatting in the corner with his head buried in his knees.
Based on the person's pajamas, Xu Jiamu could tell it was Song Xiangsi.
He let out a long sigh of relief, his worried heart finally returning to its original place. He walked over, and when he got closer, he could hear her sobbing through the rain and thunder.
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