Chapter 3 Moving (1)
"Weeping all day and night, lying there like an octopus, I don't know what I'm doing? My mother, I'm not dead yet!"

There was a devilish voice above her head, and Sangxia closed her eyes weakly.This is her mother Isawa, who was born as a dancer. She was a popular stage star 20 years ago, and now she has entered the film and television industry and has become a well-known film actor.Born with the face of an angel and the figure of a devil, every man who sees her will fall under her pomegranate skirt nine out of ten.

But she has an angelic face but no angelic heart. No one would know that the glamorous and gorgeous Yishahua is like a nasty woman at home, with harsh words, no different from the charter woman in "Kung Fu".Sometimes, Sangxia really wondered if the two of them were mother and daughter.Temperament and personality are completely different, there is no similarity at all, and more importantly, even the appearance is quite different. She has not inherited her mother's face and figure at all, and no one will believe that they are mother and daughter when walking on the street.However, she never went out with her mother. For some unknown reason, her mother seemed extremely unwilling to see her. She never attended the parents' meeting since she was a child.

The relationship between their mother and daughter is so alienated. When they were young, they would always cry because of sadness, but as time passed, Sang Xia gradually got used to it.She thought that her mother was inconvenient to show up because of her status, and a daughter should be considerate.

"Mom, I have a headache."

"Sleeping there all day long, if you don't have a headache, you will be haunted. Get up quickly, eat your meal, pack up your things later, and prepare to move tomorrow." Yishahua's innocuous words made Sang Xia startled jumped up.

"Moving? Why do you want to move when you are so good?" This is the place where she lived since she was a child, and she has many good memories. How can she say that she just moved when she moved?What's more...she hasn't found An Yifeng yet, how can she leave?
Yishahua rolled her eyes and reprimanded sharply: "Move as soon as you are told, there are so many nonsense."

Facing Yishahua's harsh shouting, Sang Xia didn't dare to say another word, but just lowered her head, finished her boxed lunch silently, and entered the room without saying a word.

Open the suitcase, fold the clothes one by one and put them in. There are many plush toys on the bed, all sent by An Yifeng.This rabbit was the first gift he gave her on her birthday.There is also the stupid bear next to it. It was Christmas, and he bought it for her to hug and keep warm because he was afraid that she would be cold when she slept.As for the pair of red rose pillows, they were the prizes for being selected as the best couple on Valentine’s Day. They were supposed to be one for each of them, but he said it was strange to put a rose pillow in a boy’s room, so he gave them all she is gone.

All the bits and pieces of the past two years emerged, and her eye sockets couldn't help getting moist again.Why did he disappear without saying a word, without even giving her a chance to explain?He fell in love with someone else... Is that someone else the girl in the photo?To be honest, that girl is indeed prettier than her.Feeling inferiority welled up, she curled up on the bedside, frowning her eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)

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