I want to translate your voice

Chapter 6 I will reach out to you
After cleaning up, Song Yunmu felt a little tired, and the air seemed to be depressing, making her breathless.She went back to the room, washed briefly and lay on the bed to exhale.

Suddenly the door was pushed open, and the person who came was Lin Jinwan. The moment she looked at Song Yunmu with red eyes, she knew that Lin Jinwan regarded her as her sister again.

The force that pulled her was so strong that Song Yu didn't know where she was going, and she didn't even notice when the commotion became louder.

Lin Jinwan cried: "Xiaochen, are you back?"

"Mom, I miss you so much. Did you eat well and sleep well?"

Maybe it was because she was in poor condition during this period. Song Yunmu's head hurt a little at this time. She rubbed her temples and was less patient than usual.

It was a bit harsh to hear concern that did not belong to her.He took out his own from Lin Jinwan's hand.

I have endured it for so many years, but somehow it exploded at this moment.

Song Yunmu interrupted Lin Jinwan loudly with red eyes: "Mom! You see clearly, I am Song Yunmu! Not Song Yunchen, why don't you look at me? I am your daughter too!"

"Song Yunchen, Song Yunchen, she is dead!" As soon as these words came out, the tears that had been suppressed for a long time fell out of control.

Reason and broken emotions tore her apart.

Emotionally, I feel that if it weren’t for my sister, this wouldn’t be the case.Growing up, my mother only saw her outstanding sister. Everything belonged to her, and she was even more partial to her.Even though she is no longer alive, she still lives in the shadow of her sister, which makes her a little jealous.

Reasonably, she thought that she shouldn't think this way. None of this was her sister's fault. She even thought that her sister's accident was to a certain extent because of her.

She felt suffocated by a combination of deep guilt and jealousy.

Suddenly there was a sting on her face, and Lin Jinwan put the hand that hit her down tremblingly, looking very angry.

"Song Yunmu, how dare you!"

For a moment, Song Yunmu calmed down, and the hot feeling on her face brought her back to calmness.Song Yu came out and saw Lin Jinwan who was still hysterical about Song Yunmu. He hurriedly ran over and took Lin Jinwan back to the room.

The room became quiet again, and Song Yunmu locked the door.

Lying on the bed, she raised her hands to cover her eyes, trying to calm her breathing. There were two large boxes placed in a corner of the room. They were the certificates and trophies she had received since she was a child. They had been piled in the corner to collect dust for a long time. Like the photo of her and her sister in the room.

She didn't know how long it had been like this, until she felt a little tired and the phone next to her vibrated.

Shen Qinnian: [When are the tickets for tomorrow? I'll pick you up. Bian Yi said he wanted to have a meal together. 】

Song Yunmu opened his eyes, cheered up and replied: [I'll probably arrive at 05:30 tomorrow afternoon]

Shen Qinnian: [OK, go to bed early and see you tomorrow. 】

Shen Qinnian: [Good night. 】

Song Yunmu felt that he felt much better: [See you tomorrow, good night. 】

The next day, Song Yunmu took his bag and left after breakfast. Song Yu looked at the red spots on Song Yunmu's face and opened his mouth but finally said nothing.

When I saw the taxi, I warned him: "Be careful on the road."

"Okay." After the car started, Song Yunmu said to the driver: "Go to Jiangcheng Cemetery."

After getting off the car, Song Yunmu thanked the driver.I went to a nearby flower shop and bought a bouquet of lisianthus, which was my sister’s favorite flower during her lifetime.

Song Yunmu gathered his mood and went to his sister's grave. His eyes turned red when he looked at Song Yunchen with a bright smile in the photo.

The early morning fog had not yet dissipated. No one was around at this time, and the moisture stained her black coat.

Song Yunmu knelt down, placed the flowers next to him, and asked the person looking at the photo, "Song Yunchen, how are you doing there?"

"I haven't come to see you for a long time, so I shouldn't be angry. By the way, I almost forgot to tell you that I was admitted to the University of Science and Technology of China, your previous school. You should feel that I have achieved success this time."

She was silent for a while, then raised her hand to wipe the photo: "Everyone misses you so much. Do you miss us?"

Song Yunmu spoke alone, his voice gradually choked up. He lay on the tombstone and took a breath. A tear finally fell down: "Sister., I'm actually really tired."

The cemetery was very empty, and Song Yunmu didn't remember how long she had been there until the alarm clock reminded her back to her senses.

After maintaining the same posture for too long, her legs were a little numb. Her thin body shook a few times before she stabilized her body. She raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face: "I'm leaving. I'll come back to see you when I have time. Take care of yourself." .”

Song Yunmu was still in a daze in the car, and this depressed state lasted for a long time.

It wasn't until he got off the bus and saw Shen Qinnian and Bian Yi at the station door that he calmed down.Shen Qinnian was dressed warmly and wore a gray coat and a scarf.Bian Yi always maintains a dressing style that emphasizes elegance rather than warmth. The two of them standing there are particularly eye-catching.

Shen Qinnian saw Song Yunmu coming out, walked forward to take the backpack, and frowned when he saw her clothes: "Why are you wearing so little?"

In a blink of an eye, he carefully noticed the traces that were not very obvious anymore. His eyes widened and his tone was a little serious. He raised his hand and touched her cheek lightly: "How did you do this?"

Song Yunmu raised his head uncomfortably: "...I pressed it accidentally." Seeing Song Yunmu's behavior, Shen Qinnian stopped asking any more questions.

Suddenly, he handed his backpack to Bian Yi, took off his scarf, and put it around Song Yunmu.The scarf carried the unique and pleasant smell of Shen Qinnian's body, and the warmth of his body still remained. Song Yunmu blushed a little.

Shen Qinnian arranged his scarf and saw the fatigue that could not be concealed on her face and led her to the parking space: "Let's go to eat."

It snowed in Huadu today, and Song Yunmu felt much more relaxed looking at the snowy scene outside the window.

The restaurant in Bian Yicai has a very good environment and the heating is fully turned on.The waiter saw that their coats were a little wet, so he took the three of them's clothes to dry.

Bian Yi looked at his phone and said, "What, my girlfriend said she's nearby, can she come over and have a meal?"

Song Yunmu has known Bian Yi for a while. This is the first time he heard that he had a girlfriend and he was a little confused: "You have a girlfriend?"

Shen Qinnian poured a cup of ginger tea into Song Yunmu's cup: "I don't even know who my new daughter-in-law is. Come on, I can just meet my new daughter-in-law."

Bian Yi: "Get out of here, then I'll ask her to come."

Not long after, a young and innocent-looking young lady came over and sat down next to Bian Yi.He greeted them warmly: "Hello, I am Bian Yi's girlfriend. This is the first time we meet. My name is Cheng Tian."

Shen Qinnian glanced at her, nodded and continued to pick up the dishes in his hands.

Song Yunmu also nodded towards Cheng Dessert. She was a little cautious because she was a stranger: "Hello, I am Song Yunmu."

The dinner went smoothly. Cheng Tian looked at the other side and suddenly said: "Are you two also a couple?"

Song Yunmu stopped moving his hands, his face felt a little hot, and he waved his hands: "No, no, how could there be such a misunderstanding?"

Shen Qinnian next to him did not respond, but also looked at Cheng Tian.

Cheng Tian stroked her long hair: "Ah, isn't it? I saw that you two look very well matched, and I thought you were a couple, and"

Cheng Tian glanced at Shen Qinnian calmly. The level of attention he paid to Song Yunmu and his eyes just now clearly told him that it was not simple.

She smiled and said, "It's okay. I just have the habit of slapping myself. It's rare to see two such beautiful people sitting together and I feel so squeamish."

Song Yunmu lowered his head and drank the water, not knowing whether he was hiding his embarrassment or something else.

The topic was dropped.

Song Yunmu's phone suddenly vibrated, and she lowered her head and clicked on the message interface.

What I received was a message from my mother.

There is a document inside with a sentence attached.

[You have to become even better to make up for the loss of an excellent daughter. 】

Song Yunmu's fingertips trembled, his heart felt as if it had been soaked in ice water, and the smile in the corner of his eyes froze instantly.

Clicking through the document is filled with suffocating goals and requirements.

"What's wrong?"

Shen Qinnian noticed something strange about Song Yunmu and expressed concern.

Song Yunmu closed the screen, quickly put away his emotions, and shook his head at Shen Qinnian: "It's okay."

Shen Qinnian glanced at her a few times and went to the front desk to pay.

Song Yunmu stood there, clasping his hands unconsciously, recalling the content of the message in his mind, and the strength in his hands became stronger and stronger.

Her whole thumb suddenly turned red and blood was about to appear, and a hand suddenly held her down.

Song Yunmu looked up at Shen Qinnian, his expression still a little confused.

Shen Qinnian frowned tightly, and suddenly held her cold hand with his warm hand: "Stop buttoning it, it's going to bleed." As he said that, he changed his hand's action to hold her hand, and held her cold hand. Restless hands, leaving the restaurant.

In fact, this is not the first time that Shen Qinnian has seen Song Yunmu's habit of uneasily clasping her hands. This action is very common for her, even when she encounters a difficult problem.

But this is the first time I have seen such unsettling movements like today.

He sighed but couldn't help but say: "Don't keep holding your hand. I have wanted to say it for a long time. If you can't change it, I will help you change it."

I will reach out and hold your restless hand just like today.

(End of this chapter)