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X Great South Playground.

On an inconspicuous grass, sitting Yao Xiaojing who was extremely lost and sad.

Half afternoon.

She never took her eyes off the torn mobile phone in front of her.

She was so angry, so angry that her self-proclaimed strong endurance was reduced to powder in the faint sobbing sound from her mother's phone.The mother in my memory is always so strong and brave, and never shed a single tear in front of her.When she and her father Yao Zhiyuan divorced, under the severe and cruel blow, she also licked the wound alone behind her relatives' backs.

Available today.

When my mother received her greeting call, she couldn't help but choked up.

She said: Mom, I'm sorry for you, Xiaojing.

She said: I don't want to have anything to do with that person anymore. .

Yao Xiaojing was in a hurry, and asked the reason with a straight voice.

Mom didn't answer for a long time, but the sobbing sound that was suppressed for a long time and finally unbearable came from the microphone.

Huang Yixin. . .

Is she embarrassing you? .

And Yao Zhiyuan. . .

Is there still him. .Together they make things difficult for you. .Mother. .say something!Mother. . .I will go back to Beijing right away. .

Yao Xiaojing was frightened by her mother's crying, she didn't know what kind of comfort would be the most effective.

After a long time, Chi Yuyan said on the phone: "Xiao Jing, you must be well. All of my mother's hopes are on you... You must not let my mother be disappointed and painful again..."

"Okay... Mom. As long as you don't cry, I'm willing to do anything you ask me to do." She spoke the truth.

After hanging up the phone, Yao Xiaojing frantically called Yang Wenjun.Unable to get through, she called the secretariat and yelled, "I'm Yao Xiaojing, I'm looking for Yao Zhiyuan!"

Which secretaries would dare to talk nonsense.

I can only prevaricate: "The chief of staff is in a meeting, please call back later!"

"Then I'll call Yang Wenjun... If you don't call me, you will be responsible for the consequences!" She yelled.

The secretaries couldn't provoke the angry Yao Xiaojing, and finally called Yang Wenjun.

"Xiao Jing..."

"Uncle Yang... What's the matter... What's the matter with Yao Zhiyuan... It's fine if he backtracks. Why did Huang Yixin, a shameless woman, go to my mother... He still has He has no conscience... what does he want to do!"

"Xiaojing... don't get excited..."

"Can I not be excited... If I'm not excited, I'm not human...I hate them to death...I hate them to death..." Yang Wenjun heard the aggrieved and angry yelling of the fried-haired little lion over there, he There was a trace of unbearable in his eyes. .

"I'll tell the chief of staff and ask him to call you, okay..."

"I don't want to talk to this kind of person anymore.. He can be with whoever he wants. As long as he doesn't come to disturb my life with my mother... Uncle Yang, tell him that I hate him... I don’t want to have a father like him in this life.”

"Xiao Jing..." Hearing the beeping sound from the microphone, Yang Wenjun's expression became gloomy, and he sighed heavily and slowly put down the phone.

As a secretary, there seemed to be only so much he could do. .

Angry to the apex, Yao Xiaojing dropped the phone recklessly.

Sitting blankly and heartbroken, her heart was full of sadness and sorrow, her mother seemed to be trying to hold back her sobs echoing over and over again in her ears.

Previously, if she had sincerely regretted Yao Zhiyuan and wanted to reunite with her mother, there was still a glimmer of hope.Now, she couldn't believe what the bad guys said any more.

Huang Yixin is a bad guy.

Yao Zhiyuan is a big villain. .

They teamed up to bully mom. .Bullying an unaccompanied divorced female soldier in Beijing.

them. . . .

It's just too shameless. .

What are you relying on. .It's nothing more than the silence and tolerance of her and her mother. Isn't it okay not to get in touch with them and stay away from them, bad people?

With sore eyes, she hugged her knees like a helpless child and buried her face deeply between her knees.

She especially missed Chen Mufeng, his warm and generous embrace, his helpless smile when he called her Xiao Jing, and the feeling of peace and happiness in him. .

At such a moment, she misses him so much. .

Mu Feng. . .

Can you hear me calling you?

My heart hurts. . .It hurts. .

Can you give me a hug. . .Let me no longer feel alone and helpless. .

Mu Feng. . . . .

Respond to her.

There is only the cold wind rustling in the late autumn evening in Changsha.

Dragging her tired legs, Yao Xiaojing walked towards the dormitory with her shoulders in her arms.She is powerless to change the reality, she can only strengthen herself so that her mother will no longer be sad because of her.

Looking from a distance, the lights in bedroom 513 have already been turned on, and the laughter of young girls in the blooming season can still be faintly heard in the corridor.

What a beautiful autumn night, the warm atmosphere, and the pure campus, but she suddenly felt very strange and far away.Her body was involuntarily cold, she tightly circled her arms, and slowly walked towards the cavern of the dormitory. .

The old aunt who was in charge of the dormitory didn't know who she was talking to, and the creases on her face were magically straightened out. .She bared her teeth, smiled happily, and glanced at the female students passing by with her sharp eyes from time to time.

Yao Xiaojing lowered her head, walked around the obstructing table and walked inside.

"Yao Xiaojing..." Suddenly a familiar call sounded from behind.

Yao Xiaojing turned her head and found a tall and handsome figure standing at the door of the dormitory management room.

Is he calling her?

In the dimly lit corridor, with complicated emotions, she couldn't recognize who was coming.When he uttered his voice again and took two steps towards her, Yao Xiaojing was surprised to find that the man was the new campus idol teacher --- Qin Zhelang.

"Yao Xiaojing...I'm Qin Zhelang!" He emphasized again.