Song Yao returned to the United States and went to the psychiatric hospital where Song's mother was.

This is the first time that Song Yao has gone to see her not with apprehension, not with palpitations and timidity.

"You're here again!"

"You're a bad spirit!"

He let her beat and scold, and let her smash things at him.

He knew that the woman who beat and scolded him didn't remember who he was. It's just that as soon as I see someone coming in, I start beating and scolding Sapo, and I don't even calm down until I fall asleep.

In the white room, there was a smell of disinfectant water, and Song Yao didn't like this smell. He was a little worried about whether he would live in such a pungent place in the future.

He sat on the edge of the bed, looking at his mother's sleeping face, and his heart was less resentful of the past hatred and blame. He found that the woman was old, and there were many more wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. The nasolabial folds are becoming more and more obvious, and the originally thick black hair is now mixed with a little gray hair, and the body is also beginning to be blessed.

Song Yao didn't know how to judge whether she was aging abnormally, but she just thought that she was about the same age as Du Jingchen's mother, but she looked much older than Du Jingchen's mother.

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Chinese New Year's Eve, Chinese New Year's Eve is more than eleven o'clock in the evening.

Song Yao received a call from Chen Yue as he wished.

"Song Yao, Happy New Year 2013!"

Song Yao smiled and replied softly, "Happy New Year." ”

"If you want to say anything, call me yourself! I don't have any phone bills to make international calls to you! ”

Her mouth turned quickly, and before Song Yao could react, the phone hung up.

Chen Yue's opening remarks never let him down.

Song Yao sighed silently and hit back,

"Hey, do you know how many points you scored?" Song Yao asked.

Chen Yue was originally eating melon seeds quite leisurely, but when she heard his words, she couldn't help frowning, "You said that you are older than the New Year, can you not open which pot and which pot?" ”

In fact, she didn't do badly in the exam, but in front of a giant like Song Yao, her score was really indescribable.

Song Yao smiled softly, "Okay, don't mention it, don't mention it." ”

Chen Yue paused, and remembered something, "Song Yao, tell you something, you have to be mentally prepared." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Alas, it's just a little urchin...... Chen Yue said sadly.

"What?" Song Yao reacted for a moment before remembering that the little urchin she said was the bear boy in the pot, "Oh~"

At that time, she took back three pots of succulent and one pot of bear boys, and she named them Little Naughty Boy; A pot of peach eggs, she named it Little Peach.

These two are okay, Song Yao can't stand it the most, what she can't stand the most is the pot of Ji Haoyue, she called the female giant moon, and the reason given is that it is very fat.

"I've raised it well, why don't you take it back and die?" Song Yao asked in a tone of feigned reproach.

"I ...... I'm overwatering...... "Chen Yue's heart is weak, and she said it well.

"Poof...", he imagined her fearful appearance, and he couldn't bear to murder her again, "I saw you on the balcony that day, and I thought you would plant it." ”

Seeing that there was no sound over there, and he didn't talk back to him, he comforted: "It's okay, it's okay, I'll die, I still have a lot there." ”

"Huh~" She suddenly came to confidence, and said arrogantly, "What's yours is yours, and mine is mine!" Can that be the same?! ”

"Oh yes, are you done with your winter vacation homework?" She's always like this, and when she thinks of it, it's a play.

"Didn't do it," Song Yao said easily, "or you can help me make one, anyway, we have similar handwriting." ”

"I ...... The handwriting is almost to blame me?! Chen Yue frowned, retorted, thought about it and said, "It's okay to help you do it, sit on the ground and start the price, four Chinese essays, 50 yuan each!" ”

"Deal~" He deserves to be refreshed, "What about the others?" ”

"Others? Aren't they all test papers, and I don't have them. ”

Because of the reason for the division of subjects, only three major subjects have homework, and there are not many.

Song Yao thought for a while and said, "Okay, you can help me write an essay, the handwriting is like a little bit, you should still have my workbook or something." Imitation of a little. ”

"You're really demanding."

"Isn't this afraid that you will be discovered~ Hey, hey, hey" Song Yao smiled cheaply, but it made a lot of sense.

How did Chen Yue know, and she wrote down these four compositions, and her handwriting became more and more similar to Song Yao's.