ST3YC Chapter 130

Shrank to a 3-Years-Old Child Chapter 130: A Wave Has Not Yet Subsided

The movie ended, and the crowd dispersed.

Qingqing held Fu Heng’s hand and carried the leftover food boxes they had eaten to throw away. When they got to the door, there were probably too many people and she wasn’t paying attention, so she bumped into someone.

“Ah!” she exclaimed instinctively, followed by a series of apologies: “I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry, did I hurt you?”

The incident happened suddenly, and Fu Heng instinctively protected Qingqing’s waist, pulling her behind him to shield her. So Qingqing could only peek out and look apologetically at the man who had been bumped.

“It’s nothing.” The other person had no intention of lingering. He simply picked up the phone that had fallen to the ground, tightened the brim of his hat, and then quickly left.

Even after everyone had left, Qingqing was still somewhat dazed.

Fu Heng noticed her unusual behavior and couldn’t help but ask, “What’s wrong?”

“I feel like I’ve seen him somewhere before.”

Qingqing frowned, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t recall where she had seen a similar figure before.

“You still managed to recognize who it was even though they were wearing hats and masks and were completely covered up? You’re pretty amazing.”

Fu Heng chuckled and gently rubbed Qingqing’s head, then took her little hand again: “Let’s go, let’s go out first.”

“Okay.” Qingqing followed Fu Heng out of the movie theater. Her eyes flickered when she was exposed to the not-so-strong sunlight outside, and the unexpected scene just now was immediately forgotten.

The two continued their date.

Instead of going to any upscale restaurants for dinner, they went back to the back gate of Jinan University.

There’s a food street there where the snacks are delicious and cheap, making it almost every Jinan University student’s favorite place to eat.

It was just a coincidence that going to Jin Da made Qingqing crave more food, and she insisted on coming over, so Fu Heng had no choice but to let her.

He promised to do whatever she said today, and he wouldn’t go back on his word.

As soon as they got off the bus, they were greeted by a bustling street scene, with all sorts of delicious aromas wafting into their nostrils, making their mouth water.

Qingqing took a deep breath, swallowed hard, and started reciting the names of the dishes, listing more than a dozen without repeating any.

“I want grilled squid, jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe), bingfen (iced jelly), lemon tea, pork chop buns, clam noodles, glutinous rice balls, fruit salad, fried skewers, liangpi (cold skin noodles), fried yogurt, hand-pulled pancakes, spicy duck neck…”

“Wake up, you can’t possibly eat all that.” Fu Heng coldly shattered Qingqing’s wishful thinking.

“We still have you, right? We won’t buy too much, just one serving of each kind, and we can share it between the two of us. That way we can eat a lot.”

Should she plant it? Qingqing’s inner calculations were going on and on.

“You certainly know how to plan.”

Fu Heng simply couldn’t handle her, especially when Qingqing grabbed his arm and deliberately spoke in a soft, coquettish tone; even a god couldn’t do anything about her.

The only option left was to compromise.

Not only did she enjoy the delicious food, but Qingqing also mischievously took pictures of everything, deliberately posing them in very tempting ways to create a nine-grid photo collage to post on her WeChat Moments.

The eight surrounding pictures are all of food, but only the one in the very center is a sweet photo of her and Fu Heng.

Not only did they tempt people to eat late at night, but they also forced a huge amount of dog food on them. That’s really enough.

Many of Gu Qingqing’s friends immediately rallied in anger and launched a barrage of attacks on the loving couple in the comments section.

[Momo: This is too much! Posting pictures of delicious food is one thing, but showing off your relationship is another! Are they taking advantage of us single people who don’t have husbands?]

[Zhang, the roommate: You’re finally back in China? Let’s get together sometime!]

[Sister Chess: I was quite worried about you after seeing all the commotion online, but it seems there’s no need to worry now.]

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Although the comments mainly focused on the food and the couple’s displays of affection, most people had a variety of thoughts when they saw Gu Qingqing, who had been quiet for almost a year, suddenly post on her WeChat Moments.

Most people were relieved and happy; knowing that Qingqing was alright put their minds at ease.

However, a few people have dark thoughts, wondering why those previous rumors didn’t come true.

This kind of person can’t stand seeing others do well. They don’t enjoy their own lives and all they do is be jealous and resent others.

Qingqing has added a lot of friends, including personal friends and people added for various other reasons, making her a very diverse group.

Without exception, they were all people of status and position. Each of them was shrewd and capable. No matter what they thought in their hearts, they would never show any ill intentions on the surface.

So for a while, Qingqing’s WeChat Moments were quite harmonious.

After swiping a few times, Qingqing casually replied to her college dorm leader’s invitation, saying they could get together sometime, but completely ignored the others.

Because the figure she most wanted to see did not exist.

“Why are you unhappy again?” Seeing Qingqing’s somewhat troubled expression, Fu Heng reached out and smoothed out her unconsciously furrowed brows.

“Lanlan, I haven’t heard from her in a long time.” Qingqing sighed, feeling very troubled.

“I thought you wouldn’t be friends with her anymore after what happened,” Fu Heng said calmly.

“Why do you think that?” Qingqing asked, taken aback.

“I wouldn’t do this if it weren’t for you.”

“It’s not that I think it’s something everyone would think, but rather that it’s something normal people would think.”

Who would befriend the daughter of someone who almost killed their father? Aren’t they afraid of retaliation?

Even if Han Weilan and Han Dayu’s father-daughter relationship is like that of enemies, it’s hard to say that she might occasionally have a brain fart and suddenly want to avenge her father. Even if Qingqing wasn’t at fault at all.

“Would a normal person think like this? Well, that makes sense, after all, so much has happened.” Unconsciously, Qingqing reached up and touched her neck, and she could even feel the suffocating sensation she had when she was choked back then.

And her child, who was tormented by Han Dayu to the point of mental illness, it would be a lie to say she didn’t hate him.

In fact, Qingqing herself knew in her heart that her friendship with Han Weilan could only end here.

Neither of them was actually wrong; they just had to overcome the hurdle in their hearts.

Even if Qingqing sees Han Dayu and Han Weilan as two different individuals and doesn’t hold Han Weilan responsible for Han Dayu’s actions, Han Weilan might not think the same way.

Perhaps Lanlan is still living in self-blame.

“But even if we have to part ways, I want to see her one more time.”

She had something she wanted to say to Han Weilan.

Fu Heng stared at Qingqing for a long time until the restaurant brought out the snacks they had ordered, and then he looked away.

“If you insist, I will arrange a meeting for you.”

He would never refuse any of her requests.

“Thank you.” Knowing that Fu Heng had made a great concession for her, Qingqing smiled gratefully and diligently served him food.

“Eat it, eat it quickly, or it will get cold.”

After they made their agreement, they went on dates as usual. They shared food, childishly wore matching hair ties bought from a street vendor, and took all sorts of funny photos together.

The smile on their faces never faded until the very end.

It wasn’t until the moon was high in the sky that Qingqing, in a good mood, took Fu Heng’s hand and prepared to go home.

Fu Heng drove the car over, while she stood by the roadside waiting for him.

Bored while waiting, Qingqing waved the fairy glow stick she had bought to play with, when suddenly a familiar figure flashed before her eyes.

“Hmm, Lanlan?”

Qingqing looked closely and realized that it was none other than Han Weilan, whom she had been talking about before.

Han Weilan, dressed in simple casual clothes, stood far away in front of a store. Beside her stood a tall man who did not look well.

The two were standing very close together, and Qingqing knew without guessing that Han Weilan knew that man.

She was too far away to hear what the two were saying.

Judging from their demeanor, it’s clear that it wasn’t a pleasant topic.

“Did they have a fight?” Qingqing muttered softly, instinctively walking closer to them.

Just then, Han Weilan, after saying something to the man, suddenly angrily shook off his arm, turned around, and strode away.

The direction they were walking in was, coincidentally, the same path Qingqing had taken.

When the two are face to face and close together, it’s hard for them not to notice each other.

When Han Weilan saw Qingqing, she was clearly taken aback, seemingly not expecting to see her here.

But then, her pupils constricted, her face changed drastically, and she suddenly rushed towards Qingqing, yelling, “Get out of the way!”

“Beep beep beep…”

“Aaaaaah—!”

“Bang!”

The sirens of the cars, the screams of the crowd, and the final deafening bang all gripped the hearts of the two men.

Without even closing the car door, Fu Heng rushed over, helped Qingqing up from the ground, and held her tightly in his arms.

Qingqing could clearly feel the trembling, not her, but the man who was holding her tightly.

“I’m fine, I’m fine. Thanks to Lanlan for saving me, I’m not hurt at all.”

Patting Fu Heng’s broad back reassuringly, Qingqing immediately turned her head, remembering Han Weilan who had just rushed to her and saved her life. She saw that Han Weilan was also being held tightly in a man’s arms, almost unable to breathe.

The man was very pale, with cold sweat pouring down his forehead and his whole body trembling. His condition was probably similar to that of Fu Heng.

It’s not because they are weak, but because they care too much about the people in their arms.

They care so much that they are terrified at the slightest sign of losing them.

Qingqing comforted Fu Heng for a long time before finally coaxing him to let go of her.

She turned around, walked up to Han Weilan, and asked worriedly, “Lanlan, are you alright?”

That moment was too dangerous; Qingqing didn’t even know what had happened before Han Weilan tackled her to the ground.

When she got up, she found that a badly damaged car had crashed into a shop and was still emitting burnt smoke.

That’s not the point; the point is the direction this car is heading…

Qingqing’s face was slightly pale; this was where she had just been standing.

If it weren’t for Han Weilan, she would probably be lying on the ground right now.

No, she should already be dead.

Was it an accident, or was someone trying to kill her?

“Ring ring…” Qingqing’s phone suddenly rang.

Her hands trembled as she answered the phone. A deep, hoarse voice came from the other end: “What a pity, why don’t you just die?”

“Ahhhhh…” Qingqing suddenly threw down her phone, nearly collapsing as she covered her head, curled up in a squatting position, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

Why…why did you kill me?

Why did you kill me? It was you.

“Qingqing!” Fu Heng hugged her tightly, patting her back gently to calm her nearly collapsing emotions.

Qingqing gripped Fu Heng’s collar tightly, her hands taut, veins bulging on them, her expression dazed: “She…she’s going to kill me!”

As soon as she finished speaking, her body went limp and she suddenly fainted.

“Qingqing…Qingqing…”

Fu Heng hurriedly picked Qingqing up and carried her straight towards the car.

He had to take her to the hospital; they had to go to the hospital.