The morning stars are far away

Chapter 11
"I..." Ye Hong lowered his head, as if he didn't dare to face Yi Zi. After a while, he said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry."

These three words were the last straw that broke the camel's back!
Yi Zi lowered her eyes, with tears in her eyes, but a light smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she turned and went upstairs, silently accepted the answer.

At Ye Xingyao's age, he still doesn't understand the meaning behind Yi Zi's smile that "there is nothing more sad than death".

She tugged on Yi Zi's skirt, and said softly, "Mom, don't cry, just wipe away."

Yi Zi's body was visibly stiff, she just looked down at her daughter, opened her mouth, but turned around and entered the bedroom without saying a word.

Three days later, Yi Zi left.

Just a few words, nothing left.

Only a four-year-old daughter and a one-year-old mentally handicapped son were left behind.

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"Hey, are you going?" The driver inside the bus yelled at Ye Xingyao who was sitting in a daze on the platform,
Only then did Ye Xingyao come back to his senses, and when he raised his hand to wipe it, the corners of his eyes were filled with tears.

She hurriedly got into the car, thanked the driver, and then found a corner at the back of the empty car, and sat down.

Since she was a child, she has never held a parent-teacher meeting.

The teacher asked her, "Where's your father?"

She'll say, "Busy."

The teacher asked her, "Where's your mother?"

She would say, "Dead."

Whether he was really dead or not, she didn't know.

In short, within three months of Yi Zi's departure, Ye Hong had looked for her, but he had never seen anyone alive or dead. For 14 years, Yi Zi had never appeared again.

So, in Ye Xingyao's heart, her mother... is already dead, or rather, she would rather die...

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When Ye Xingyao returned home, it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening, the living room was brightly lit, and from a long distance away, one could hear Miao Jia's overjoyed voice.

"Han Ke, when I go back later, thank my in-laws for me. For today's engagement banquet, they have put in a lot of thought and effort."

Ye Xing looked up, and sure enough, Han Ke was there, beside the happy and shy Ye Jiatong, and Miao Jia who was tinkering with presents.

The reason why Ye Xingyao came home so late was because she didn't want to meet them. She stood at the door and paused for two seconds. Just as she was about to turn around and leave, she heard Ye Jiatong's voice behind her.

"Sister, you're back?!"

Ye Xingyao turned to look at her.

Here is her half-sister, Ye Jiatong, who is only one year younger than her.

At this time, she took off the luxurious and expensive dress and put on a milky white chiffon dress. Her chestnut curly hair hangs down on her shoulders and her fluffy air bangs add another touch to her sex appeal. Pure and lovely, at first glance, it really has the taste of "nation's first love"...

"Sister, where have you been all day? You don't answer your phone calls or text messages. Han Keke and I have been waiting for you all this time." Ye Jiatong greeted her intimately.

"Why are you waiting for me? Could it be that there is still a part of offering tea to me at the engagement banquet? Heh..." This 'heh...' was full of irony.

Ye Xingyao was blowing the cold wind outside for a few hours, and the spirit of the wine subsided a little, and he immediately heard the show off in Ye Jiatong's words.

She has always been a person who dares to love, dare to hate, and who can afford to let go, and it has been more than a month since the two of them have "broken things". Ye Xingyao decisively attributed Ye Jiatong and Han Ke to each other. In the system of 'scumbag men and women', I don't bother to talk to them at all.

(End of this chapter)