"..."

Qiao Yingzi said quietly: "That's why you're here. I thought you knew that Aunt Wen Jie has rented a house and planned to pick you and Lin Lei'er to live here in a few days."

Fang Yifan: "..."

Fang Yifan added a proud emoji, "So, in a few days, I will be able to go to and from school with the goddess."

"..."

Qiao Yingzi said speechlessly: "Fang Hou, why are you so big-hearted? Just now, weren't you still worried that Aunt Wen Jie would send Lin Lei'er back to her hometown?"

Fang Yifan: "There is nothing to worry about, don't you just say it, Comrade Tong Wenjie has rented the house;

"I mentioned to her about renting a house, but she didn't agree, and even scolded me;

"Otherwise I wouldn't have thought about sleeping pills;

"Obviously, I don't have such a big face, this house must be rented for Lei'er, I just took it along;

"So, there is nothing to worry about, the house is rented, so how can I send Lei'er back;

"It must be because of school status or something. I took Lei'er back to my hometown, and I will be back in a few days. I want to have fun these few days..."

"Don't talk about playing with me..."

Qiao Yingzi spoke angrily,

At this time, there was the sound of opening the door, and Song Qian came back.

Qiao Yingzi felt guilty, quickly took off the watch and hid it, ran out of the room pretending to be concerned and asked:

"Mom, where have you been, what are you busy with, why did you come back so late?"

"It's nothing, the educational institution has something to do, I went there..."

Song Qian flustered, pretending to be calm, poured a glass of water to drink,

"How did it take so long..."

Qiao Yingzi pretended to be concerned and said:

"I'm worried about what's going on. I want to call you, but I don't have a mobile phone. I'm very worried. I'm not in the mood to brush up on the questions."

"What can happen, don't think about it."

Song Qian looked at her gently,

I blame myself, feel guilty,

I don't think it should be for the sake of nostalgia, regardless of Yingzi's feelings.

And seeing Yingzi care so much about herself.

Song Qian's feeling was even worse.

She knows that Yingzi and Su Cheng are classmates, and the relationship with Su Cheng will not end if Yingzi finds out.

Yingzi will not forgive herself, and is more likely to feel ashamed and deny herself as a mother.

More importantly, this will affect Yingzi's college entrance examination.

think of these,

For a moment, Song Qian felt pained and dazed.

She is reluctant to let go of the beauty of nostalgia,

Yingzi's feelings cannot be ignored.

The choice between the two is like a painful torture.

But she also understood that she had to choose one.

"Yingzi should go to bed early, mom is a little tired..."

this moment,

Song Qian felt very tired, so she tried her best to stroke Qiao Yingzi's hair gently, and went to the bedroom.

Qiao Yingzi secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was checking the test questions, praised his wit, and went back to the room happily.

in the bedroom.

Song Qian lay down on the bed tiredly, dazed and exhausted physically and mentally.

I thought it would be fine to hide my relationship with Su Cheng.

You can quietly miss this beauty.

But completely ignored Yingzi's feelings.

It's a good thing that Yingzi didn't discover such a relationship.

Once discovered, it is irreversible.

There can be no chances.

If it continues, Yingzi may discover something.

There must be a decision,

You must also choose one of the two.

Pained for a while, dazed for a while.

An alternative balance.

Song Qian still prefers Yingzi,

very real problem,

At this time, we are happy with Su Cheng. One day in the future, when the years are gone, we are destined to separate.

Daughter is different, it is for a lifetime.

Not Su Cheng, his future belongs to another woman.

With a decision, there is a choice.

Song Qian buried her face in the pillow and felt even more painful.

I don't know how to tell Su Cheng, I don't know how to mention Su Cheng.

But no matter how painful it is, it must be made clear.

time passed quietly,

I do not know how long it has been.

Song Qian still didn't know how to speak,

She understands, it is reluctance, it is nostalgia,

Already indifferent and cold once,

In the cold, the beauty of this nostalgia will be completely lost.

It's been a long time again,

Song Qian suppressed all her thoughts, but still sent a text message to Su Cheng.

"¨. Can we discuss one thing?"

I really don't want to part,

Think about it, as if the world went dark.

I want to cherish and embrace this beauty while my time is still there.

I want to cherish this time of being loved and fascinated.

After sacrificing so much for her daughter, why can't she secretly leave a nostalgia for herself.

Not much, just a little bit.

"What's up……"

Su Cheng is helping Wang Yidi make up lessons.

taught her so long,

This time, she was given an in-class test to test her learning.

At this moment, Wang Yidi is leaning on the desk and focusing on answering the questions.

Su Cheng stood aside, did not give her any hints, and sent text messages when he had time.

"What do you want to discuss?"

"From now on, I will go to your house every night from nine to ten o'clock to help you with your homework;

"Other times, we are strangers, indifferent, unfamiliar, pure neighbors, okay?"

definitely not good

Su Cheng is also very puzzled

Tong Wenjie is not full, 99% of the time, let it go, if it is full, it is restricted.

Song Qian is also 99%, but it is limited. Can all scenes be unlocked when the check mark is full?

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Su Cheng wanted to ask clearly.

(the good ones)

It was fine before, why suddenly the flow is limited.

"Nothing happened. I don't want Yingzi to find out. If she finds out, I, I..."

Words can't come out.

Song Qian knew that one day, she would no longer be able to live in this world.

This is the price, the price of not being able to be cold.

Such a price is acceptable.

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