A drunken mother?

I spent the night at Sheng Jiuran's house before, and I heard her say that she has a very ambitious mother, who is so strong that she will abandon her family and daughter because of work.

In the past few years, her phone calls to Sheng Jiuran can be counted on ten fingers.

On this day, her mother finally returned to China to visit her, and Sheng Jiuran was not only not happy, but also very preoccupied.

The smile on Qiao Nian's face immediately dissipated, and she and Xie Qi glanced at each other, and both of them had worries on their faces, and they were about to say something.

Sheng Jiuran had already waved her hand, and put the smile back on her face nonchalantly, "Harm, what a big deal, you don't have to worry, I don't have any feelings for her anymore, just go home after eating, go home, go away, don't interfere with each other." ”

When she said the last four words of non-interference, an uncomfortable pain flashed in her eyes.

But she drooped her eyelashes, not wanting to be discovered.

Qiao Nian frowned, and before he could say anything.

Sheng Jiuran had already raised her eyes again, "Okay, you guys go to eat first, I'm going back to the dormitory to clean up and go back." ”

With that, she had already turned around and walked in the direction of the dormitory.

Qiao Nian looked at Sheng Jiuran, who usually walks with a brisk and carefree pace, and walks quietly.

Even the high ponytail on her head didn't flick, and she couldn't help but be more worried about her situation.

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"Yu'er still refuses to eat?"

In an old and exquisite old house on the outskirts of the city, the old man on crutches is over 50 years old.

Her well-maintained countenance was weakened and tired from seeing the completely untouched meal in her hand when the maid Aunt Hua came out of Jiang Yu's room again.

Aunt Hua sighed, "Yes, madam, young master, he has always only held that bag of candy and didn't eat anything, if it weren't for the ....."

If it weren't for the saline that his personal doctor gave him, he would have collapsed even more if he didn't stick to the food. balance

The tiredness between the old man's eyebrows instantly increased, she knocked on the ground with a cane, and sighed helplessly and angrily, "What a sin!" actually belittled herself like this for a girl! ”

"Old lady, in fact, you can't blame the young master, after all, it was the little girl who saved the young master at that time, otherwise the young master would have ..... a long time ago."

Aunt Hua remembered the past, especially when she thought of another result of this incident.

She immediately felt fear welling up in her heart for a while, and pursed her lips and couldn't bear to continue.

"But it's this girl who made my Yue'er what she is now! If it weren't for this girl, my Yu'er wouldn't be stupid to cough cough ”

The old man was in a hurry for a while, and before he finished speaking, he covered his aching heart and coughed vigorously.

Aunt Hua hurriedly put down the things in her hand and helped her, "Old lady! ”

"Find a way to bring this girl back."

The old man closed his eyes, his voice was very hoarse, as if he had suddenly grown old, and his whole face had lost his spirit, "Whether she wants to or not, she has to bring her over for me!" ”

"Whoever calls her doesn't mess with her, she will provoke Yu'er."

The old man shook his head mockingly and sighed, "It's like Yu'er just got entangled with her." ”

in the room. The delicate and pale boy like a fragile porcelain doll lay on the bed as if he had lost all his life.

It was still the autumn season, and he was already wearing thick long sleeves, and he was hanging a hanging bottle on his slender hands.

In the overly quiet room, there was a ticking sound in the hanging bottle.

Jiang Yu's eyes were very empty, but there was a cluster of sick fireworks.

He stared intently at the many pictures of young girls smiling on the wall in front of him, and the nostalgia on his brow was strong and humble.

Complex and extreme emotions adorned his face, as if two completely different styles were presented to him.

It gave him an indescribable desire to get close to him and escape from him.

"Wine ....."