Two Hundred and Fifty Seventh True Love (Seven)

Xia Xingchen packed his things, and when he walked out of the room, his father had already left. My mother was sitting on the sofa, silently folding her clothes, her hair was loose, covering half of her face, but traces of melancholy were still faintly visible.

"mom."

Shen Min raised her head and glanced at her. Before she could calm down, she asked, "Has Ye Qing's injury been treated well?"

"I fixed him. He has a medical team and should be fine..."

"That's good." Shen Min said: "What about others? You bring him the shirt, and I'll wash the bloody one before wearing it."

"He has left over there." Xia Xingchen said as easily as possible, and put the medicine box back to its original place. Shen Min looked at her from behind, "Xingchen, is there something awkward between you two?"

"...No." Xia Xingchen didn't want his mother to worry, so he shook his head and changed the subject, "Why did Dad leave so quickly without sitting still?"

"Say a few words, there is nothing to say, and I will leave naturally."

"What did he tell you?"

"It's nothing..." Shen Min put the clothes back in the suitcase, paused, and said, "He and Li Lingyi are going through divorce procedures recently. It is said that Li Lingyi made an unforgivable mistake, but how exactly?" I didn't tell me anything about it, and I won't ask."

Xia Xingchen knew it all. This mistake can only be about myself. Mother doesn't know for the best.

"Mom, the padded jacket I bought for you is for you to wear in the countryside. I will visit you every weekend."

"It's very hard to run around, and it's going to be winter soon, and the countryside is freezing. As long as you can think about your mother here. By the way, this—"

Shen Min handed the brocade box to her. Xia Xingchen took it, it was still the jade hairpin. In a daze, I remembered those few days in Liangcheng again. Thinking of how he drove to Liangcheng for several hours to find her, thinking of him rushing to the hospital without even sleeping because of her phone call...

Heart, tight and astringent.

All that seems to have happened yesterday...

However, when I think about it now, everything seems to be very far away again...

"Although mom doesn't ask you, but mom can also see,

There is an awkward dispute between you and Ye Qing. Talk about what the two of you have to say, don't be bored. do you know? "Shen Min pointed to the jade hairpin, "Mom will leave this to you, and you will leave it to Dabai later, these are all yours." "

Xia Xingchen nodded without declining.

Suddenly remembered something and asked, "Mom, did his mother come to see you?"

"Whose mother?"

"Old Madam Bai. From her tone, it seems that she has already met you. But, I don't know if there is a misunderstanding..." Thinking back to the old Madam Bai's words, every word was derogatory. Whether it's for myself or for my mother. Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case.

Shen Min shook her head, "I've never seen any madam before. As you know, I'm not in good health, so I usually go to the vegetable market with you. In this house, when you're not around, only Wei Young comes in and out. "

"No?" Xia Xingchen was even more confused.

"Is his mother bothering you?" Shen Min asked worriedly.

Xia Xingchen came back to his senses and shook his head, "It doesn't count... It's just that they want to meet with me and talk to me about the child. Judging from the tone of the phone, maybe...they want custody of the child... "

Shen Min sighed, "They are powerful, do they look down on your background?"

Afraid that his mother would be sad, Xia Xingchen pretended to be relaxed and smiled, "Don't think about it. What's so wrong with my background? My mother is a professor of botany, and my father is the mayor.">

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Shen Min touched her face, and murmured softly: "Back then, in the hospital, if I met someone with a better background than my mother..."

"Mom, what did you say?" Xia Xingchen didn't understand what his mother said. Shen Min shook her head, the complexities and fluctuations in her eyes dissipated immediately, she just smiled slightly: "It's nothing, Mom just sighed casually."

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In the afternoon, when Xia Xingchen went downstairs with his luggage, he saw Rui Gang waiting downstairs.

"Miss Xia, ma'am." Rui Gang stepped forward and took the luggage away.

Xia Xingchen looked at him in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"Mr. President knew that his wife was leaving, so he asked me to wait here early in the morning."

Xia Xingchen's heart shook slightly. He left so angry, unexpectedly... But he still remembered about his mother. Yes, after all, the mother is the child's grandmother...

"He's still so caring." Shen Min glanced at her preoccupied daughter and sighed.

She curled her lips and said nothing. Rui Gang had already put his luggage into the car, opened the door and said, "Miss Xia, madam, get in the car."

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Ever since her mother left, Xia Xingchen felt that her life had suddenly become lonely.

That night, I was alone in the living room, looking at the other side in a daze, my heart was empty, and I felt very uncomfortable.

That night, she replaced all the sheets in Bai Yeqing's room with brand new ones. He has a cleansing habit, but... In fact, she also knows in her heart that doing this by herself is just superfluous.

this house...

Probably, he will never come again.

Xia Xingchen fell asleep curled up on the sofa. In the middle of the night, after waking up from the cold, he climbed back into his bed again.

the next day.

After breakfast, I hurried out. Before going out, he remembered something, took out another ointment from the medicine box, and put it in his bag.

However, I didn't see Mr. President when the flag was raised in the morning. I don't know if he won't come to the office today. Xia Xingchen put the ointment on the table, occasionally in a daze. I don't know what happened to the injury on his back.

At noon, I encountered cold coffee in the restaurant. After finishing her meal, she took a plate and sat down in front of the cold coffee.

"Miss Xia." Leng Fei greeted her with a smile.

"... Has he come to the office today?" She lowered her voice.

"Are you asking Mr. President?"

Xia Xingchen nodded.

Leng Fei glanced at the time, "It should be there in an hour. Miss Xia has something to do with Mr. President?"

"Actually, it's nothing..." Xia Xingchen picked out a mouthful of rice, chewed it slowly, and after thinking about it, he asked casually, "Did he go to see Dr. Fu yesterday?"

"Looking for Dr. Fu?" Leng Fei was a little confused, so when he understood, he asked nervously: "Mr. President is not feeling well?"

It seemed that he really didn't care about his wounds. Xia Xingchen took the ointment out of his pocket and put it in front of Leng Fei, "Please give this to him for me, please."

Leng Fei took a look, it was wound ointment.

"Miss Xia doesn't plan to give it to Mr. President herself?"

"I still don't want it anymore." Xia Xingchen recalled his vicious accusation yesterday that he provoked her, and added: "Just say you prepared it."

Leng Fei was embarrassed, and Mr. President had to believe his nonsense.