C770 Reject Help
"Even if Aunt Cher begged you, could you come to the house?"
Xue Xue'er hesitated for a while. When Yang's mother was about to despair, she finally let out a sigh of relief and agreed. After receiving the address from Yang's mother, she sighed a few times.
Originally she could not go, but when she suddenly thought of the days when she was with Yang Songshu when she was young, her heart softened again. Sure enough, being soft-hearted could easily lead to bad things.
She applied for leave from Lee Xuekai, and directly took the bus to the address of the message.
Yang's father and Yang's mother moved to Beijing to take care of Yang Songshu's career. As parents, how could they not agree that their son wanted to develop in Beijing?
However, it seemed that they wanted to avoid the crowd. The house they bought was located in the suburbs, and it was quiet and cheaper. They lived in a high-end neighborhood. There were security guards at the entrance, and the greenery in the neighborhood was pretty good.
"Ding Dong."
Xue Xue'er pressed the doorbell and very quickly, Yang's mother rushed over and opened the door. It was different from the last time they met. Yang's mother was not in good spirits. Her eyes were slightly red and a little red.
"Xue'er is here. Come in quickly."
The house was very quiet and Xue Xue'er was not sure if Yang's mother was the only one there. Yang's mother walked in front and she followed behind and closed the door.
The two of them sat separately on the sofa and Xue Xue'er sat on Yang's mother's left side as usual. She was in a trance, as if she was still the third year high school student from four years ago, the little girl who went to the Yang family to play.
Yang's mother raised her hand and poured a cup of water for her, then passed the water to her. She thanked in a low voice, then took a sip of the water. The person who called her over was Yang's mother. She did not speak and Xue Xue'er would not speak rashly.
The two of them just sat there awkwardly for a while. Finally, Yang's mother suddenly opened her mouth to break the awkwardness. She looked at Xue Xue'er with a hopeful look in her eyes, "Xue'er, are you willing to help Auntie?"
"Auntie, if you don't tell me, how would I know what it is?"
She did not directly agree but looked at Yang's mother with a smile. If Yang's mother made any excessive request, she would directly reject it.
"Xue'er, count it as auntie begging you." As she spoke, Yang's mother stood up from the sofa and directly knelt down towards Xue Xue'er. Her voice was filled with tears. When she cried, she would not look good and would not be as elegant as before.
Even kneeling down was done. It seemed that this matter was really very troublesome. Xue Xue'er quickly stood up and avoided Yang's mother. She even ran far away.
Her eyes were full of vigilance and wished that she could leave this place quickly.
Yang's mother knelt all the way to her side and grabbed her pant leg. She cried helplessly, "Xue'er, Auntie is begging you. Auntie only wanted you to go and see Songshu. He... is not living very well now."
"Does this have anything to do with me?"
Xue Xue'er's words were exceptionally cold and heartless. Yang's mother looked at her like this and felt that it was strange.
"You have saved Songshu before. This time, he also needs you to save him..."
It turned out that after being beaten up by Zhou Xiaofei the last time, Yang Songshu had started to feel depressed. He locked himself in his room at home day after day, and rarely came out.
He didn't have any reaction when he saw someone. Yang's father and Yang's mother initially only stayed for a short period of time, but she didn't expect it to get worse and worse. She didn't even eat.
Wasn't this the nightmare that made Yang's mother return to the past four years? When she was about to collapse, she remembered Xue Xue'er.
Xue Xue'er did not know when she came out. She stood downstairs and suddenly looked up at the roof. The sky was blue and there were no white clouds floating.
She rejected Yang's mother not because of trouble but to wake Yang Songshu up. They were just friends, and could not be lovers at all. Even if she did not like Ouyang Qing'an, she would not like him.
After returning home, she lay on the bed tiredly. The endless night gradually devoured her, but her eyes were like the stars in the night sky, exceptionally bright.
"Xue'er, it's time to eat."
"Okay, milk, I'll go down"
After a casual reply, she restrained her emotions, then smiled and opened the door again, joining the family's daily dinner meeting.2
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