The two of them picked a weekend. When they returned, Song Yin was also at home.
Ye Yi was lying lazily on the sofa, and Song Yin was sitting on the side playing a game.
Hearing the movement, Ye Yi looked towards the doorway: "Finished talking?"
Jiang Mian nodded, "Mm."
She stretched and got up from the sofa, "Then I won't bother you two siblings talking."
Song Yin's movements stiffened imperceptibly. He didn't even spare a glance from the corner of his eye, continuing to play his game.
Ji Zhixiu squeezed her hand, "Call me if anything comes up."
Jiang Mian felt like crying and laughing. What could she possibly need help with? She just wanted to have a few words with Song Yin.
She nodded, "I know. You can go."
The living room emptied. Jiang Mian also sat down on the sofa.
She ignored Song Yin and spoke on her own, "A couple of days ago, your uncle called me."
Song Xingzhi certainly wouldn't dare to call her, nor would Ji Zhixiu.
It was Song Xingjia who called Jiang Mian, asking how her recovery was going and a few questions about Song Yin.
Song Yin showed no reaction.
"He asked me how you were doing here, if you were adapting."
Song Yin couldn't help but choke out, "So what if I'm not adapting? They're not going to come and take me away."
Jiang Mian looked at him seriously, "If you don't adapt and want to go home, I can send you. But the premise is that you can accept the consequences of your return. You may not care about the Song family's situation, but you should understand some of it."
"If you go back and are captured by some bad person, used to threaten your uncle and your father, or... die accidentally, are you prepared to accept these possibilities?"
She said it lightly, but Song Yin's face turned pale with fright.
"Don't scare me!" he said, feigning bravery.
Jiang Mian sighed, "Why would I scare you?"
He knew himself whether such a possibility existed.
Seeing Song Yin fall silent, Jiang Mian continued, "Your homeroom teacher said that you haven't been focused on your studies recently, always sleeping in class and not listening."
Song Yin came back to his senses, lifted his chin, and said indifferently, "What, you want to lecture me too? I won't change."
Jiang Mian sighed again, "Why would I lecture you?"
Song Yin's gaze, half-believing, fell on her. Why wasn't this woman playing by the rules?
"Then what do you want to say?" he asked.
"I want to ask if someone at school is bullying you? Did they do something to you?" Jiang Mian said slowly, her tone calm.
Song Yin was stunned, not expecting her to ask that.
"If there is, you don't need to be afraid. If you encounter something you can't handle, you can tell me. Didn't Ah Xiu assign you bodyguards? You can also tell him, and we'll handle it."
Song Yin turned his head away, ignoring the touch of emotion he felt. "I didn't."
Jiang Mian's mouth twitched. This child was quite stubborn.
She was momentarily speechless.
Then she heard Song Yin whisper, "Who knows if you'll actually help me."
"Tell me first," Jiang Mian said good-naturedly.
"I won't."
"Tell me."
"I won't."
"Fine then, don't tell me!" Jiang Mian got angry. This brat, she had pushed this far, and he still wouldn't talk!
Seeing her suddenly flare up, Song Yin immediately deflated, clearly a little scared. "You, you don't get angry, okay? Ye Yi said you're pregnant, be careful not to upset the fetus."
Jiang Mian didn't know what to say for a moment. She rubbed her temples. "Then tell me everything, in detail."
Song Yin was actually a bit pent up. He had felt suffocated for a while.
But no one was there to talk to.
Now that someone was suddenly showing concern for him, he felt somewhat moved.
He shifted his position, hugging the pillow and lowering his head. "No one in my class welcomes me. They don't play with me."
Jiang Mian frowned. "Because you're from Hong Kong? Because you transferred in midway?"
Song Yin nodded silently.
Jiang Mian hadn't expected this. The problem wasn't really with him.
Even less did she expect that, no matter when, even in the best schools, there would be cases of school bullying.
Jiang Mian said coldly, "Do you remember who those people were? Do you know their names?"
Song Yin nodded. "I know that."
"Write it down for me," Jiang Mian looked up.
"What are you going to do?" Song Yin looked at her.
"Just write it down. Don't make me angry. What if I upset the fetus..." Jiang Mian said irritably.
Song Yin immediately took out paper and pen. "No, no, no, I'll write it now!"