Chapter 2028 - 669: Tang Song’s Arrangement
Even in the dream, Tang Song could still feel Qiuqiu’s trembling and fear.
She held him tightly, choking on her words.
"...They’re all bad people... They bully Qiuqiu... That lawyer, that fat guy... They’re bullying Mom... The money can’t be retrieved, the house isn’t ours anymore..."
"I’m useless... I can’t do anything... They’re so fierce... I’m so scared..."
Clearly, her appearance was that of a mature lady, but at this moment, her demeanor and speech were still like that of a little girl she once was.
Tang Song’s heart was pierced as he gently patted her back.
With a voice gentle yet firm, he said, "Don’t be afraid, Qiuqiu, Daddy’s here. Who’s bullying you? Tell me."
From Qiuqiu’s figure and looks, it was evident that she was facing problems in reality.
He always knew that his seemingly aloof iceberg designer friend was actually very timid inside.
Afraid of thunderstorms, darkness, horror movies.
"Yes... Daddy is here..." Qiuqiu lifted her tear-streaked face to look at his blurred visage, "Daddy, save me, beat the bad guys."
"Who are the bad guys? Qiuqiu, have you encountered something? Don’t be afraid, I will defeat all the bad guys, every single one of them. Good girl."
Tang Song gently stroked her orange-brown long hair.
Under his gentle guidance, Qiuqiu’s emotions gradually calmed down.
She choked as she poured out everything that had happened recently, bit by bit.
From her mother spending 2 million on a house, to the housing project failing, injuries during defending her rights, and to today’s scenes.
Tang Song’s brows furrowed slightly, gradually understanding.
"...That lawyer is so formidable... He said a lot of things I couldn’t understand... He said... He said we won’t win the lawsuit, and the house wouldn’t be ours in the end..."
"And that black, fat guy... From that security company... He’s very fierce, like a gangster..."
"Mom, when she had a snack shop before... Was bullied by those people... They even smashed our shop... Mom was pushed to the ground by them... I’m so scared... I really am..."
As Qiuqiu spoke, her body began to tremble violently again, as if she were sinking deeper into her memories.
"Look into my eyes."
Tang Song cupped her wet face, gently wiping her tears away.
"Qiuqiu, don’t be afraid, Daddy will protect you, I will drive away all the bad people. And the money for the house, I will help you get every penny back."
"Really?"
"Of course it’s real." Tang Song lifted her from the simple bedside couch.
The cold, dark hospital corridor instantly turned warm and bright, with camellias blooming on the walls.
Qiuqiu instantly broke into a smile, "Thank you, Daddy."
Tang Song ruffled her hair, "Come on, Dad will take you home to sleep."
After saying that, he gently snapped his fingers.
The surrounding scene slowly transformed, like a water-stained painting.
Soon after, they found themselves in the expansive floor of YJHT.
Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows was the magnificent night view of Yan City, as splendid as a river of stars.
"Wow... What a beautiful house! I feel like I’ve been here before..." Qiuqiu widened her eyes, gingerly stepping onto the floor.
"Yes, this is your home."
Tang Song held her hand, guiding her around the room.
Qiuqiu started off timidly, but soon, the curiosity of a young girl overcame the fear.
Drinks in the fridge, drawing board in the study, guitar in the bedroom...
She touched here and looked there, quickly becoming familiar, her face once again showing a genuine, heartfelt smile.
Finally, she stood in the room with a giant screen and surround sound, clamoring to play "Plants vs. Zombies."
Tang Song turned on the laser projector and gaming console, accompanying her in play.
Qiuqiu naturally leaned against his leg, holding the controller.
Cheering for planting a "sunflower," then frustratedly pounding his chest when a "zombie" ate her "pumpkin."
Her body was that of a mature woman in her twenties.
But her speech and demeanor returned to that of a little girl in her teens, filled with unrestrained innocence and dependence.
After being tired, she lay in Tang Song’s arms, half her sleepy eyes open.
She began to jabber on about the five fluffy chicks she raised at her grandmother’s house in childhood, and the neighbor’s big yellow dog that always liked to chase her.
She said, later when she stayed in Rong City for more than a year, when she returned home, only three chicks remained, and they had grown into egg-laying hens and no longer followed her around.
And that big yellow dog, it was stolen by a dog thief...
Her voice became lighter and more blurred.
Who knows how long it has been, her breathing gradually becoming even.
Above her head, under the Dream Flower Seed, the shape of a camellia began to emerge.
...
November 29, 2023, Wednesday, overcast.
Six in the morning.
Cheng Qiuyu slowly opened her eyes.
Without any sense of fatigue or sleepiness, only a rush of unprecedented refreshment surged through her body.
It felt as if every cell of her body had been deeply rested overnight and was now brimming with vitality.
Ever since returning to Rong City, in the hospital, she had been tossing and turning every night, her entire being in a tight, exhausted state.
Yet last night, she slept extraordinarily well and soundly.
It seemed as if she had had an incredibly warm dream.