"It’s okay. I’m really okay …"
"I’m sorry, I’m sorry …"
Song Anqiao’s fingers were cold, and his mouth kept apologizing. The slender body slipped in his arms bit by bit, and finally the whole person collapsed on the ground. "What … He promised me …"
Jiang He hugged her and patted her back tightly, trying to comfort her. The words got stuck in her throat and she couldn’t send a word.
Sad sound coming out of the ward one by one is like sobbing and crying in the dark, which hurts people …
Time flies and half a month passes.
The Chu family concealed the old lady and told her that Chu Feiyuan had gone abroad on business for half a year because of the company’s sudden business trip and would not return home.
Song anqiao is paranoid. She believes everything, but she doesn’t believe that Chufei is gone.
She forbade the Chu family to set up a mourning hall and find a cemetery, but she persisted in everything far from Chu Fei and refused to let people erase his traces.
"Anjo, you’re torturing yourself."
Lu hai villa Chu mother sitting on the sofa looking haggard Song Anqiao said sadly
She doesn’t believe that her son is gone, but she would rather risk her life for her son, but …
Everyone seems to be trying not to worry about it, trying to forget that Chu Fei is far away, but only Song An Qiao has surpassed a normal person. She is more awake every day, remembering that Chu Fei is far away and convinced that Chu Fei is far away from life every day.
What worries everyone more is that she talks to Qi again every day, but in her eyes, that’s far away.
"Don’t push me. I believe everything. I don’t believe he’s gone." Song Anqiao sat there and was stubborn to the extreme.
Chu sighed and shook his head at Chu’s mother. Chu’s mother took a sip of her lips. After all, she didn’t persuade Song Anqiao.
They sent someone to watch Song Anqiao, but Song Anqiao behaved no different from normal people. She played with her daughter, Xiao Niangao, and went to the sweet shop to supervise the decoration, and then cooked when she came home.
She is no different from a normal person except that she will put an extra pair of chopsticks and a bowl of rice. She will dry Chu Fei’s clothes on sunny days and worry about Chu Fei’s getting wet on rainy days.
Day by day, Chu Fei stayed far away to make notes, and the doctor did not study the results.
Song anqiao was in no hurry and secretly pleased that they could not study it.
At the end of the month and the beginning of September, Song Anqiao sent his daughter a small rice cake to the best kindergarten in Nanshi.
In front of the classroom corridor, she squatted down to untie her daughter’s shoelaces, cut her daughter’s school skirt and smiled at her daughter. "Song Song, you should protect yourself when you grow up, do you know?"
After Chu Fei was far away, Song Anqiao never called her daughter Xiao Niangao and changed her mind to call her Song, Song, Chu and Song.
This is Chu Feiyuan’s name for her. She remembers it
Little rice cake seems to understand and nodded. Song Anqiao leaned over and kissed her daughter on the forehead. "Okay, go in. Mom is watching you outside."
Listening to the little rice cake, I reluctantly turned around and walked step by step towards the classroom.
At the door of the classroom, a little boy with a cold expression and a head taller than the little rice cake came over.
He approached and held out his hand to hold the little rice cake. His little hand was soft and his tone was a bit cool. "Don’t be afraid that I will protect you."
Small rice cake with a pair of big black eyes, a face of ignorance for a second, a sweet smile at the corner of her mouth, and a soft voice "thank you, little brother."
Song anqiao looked at their little figures in the corridor and smiled gently.
On this day, Song Anqiao was studying a new season sweet villa at home, and there was a sound of a sports car coming.
Mom was sitting in a restaurant choosing food. When she heard the sound, she quickly got up to see a black sports car parked at the door of the villa. She looked around for a while and said to the kitchen with surprise, "Madam, we have guests coming home."
Song anqiao froze for a while, paused for the cake puller, and then continued to work as if he didn’t hear it.
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Listen to the footsteps and she will know that it is not the person she expected.
Song anqiao couldn’t guess who the guest was, and the guest didn’t seem to want to disturb her mother, who led the guest to the living room and made tea.