“Don’t say anything! Starting tomorrow, you don’t need to go to work. All connections with that Gao boy are to be cut off completely! You’re not allowed to see him again, and he’s not allowed to come to our home. If he dares to come, I’ll… set the dog on him!”
“Honey, we don’t have a dog,” Xiao Wen Jun hummed from the side.
“I can incite the neighbor’s Little Yellow!” Ji Juan said impatiently, then turned to her daughter and repeated: “Remember what I said? You absolutely cannot see him again! A good girl being talked about like some fox spirit…”
Xiao Yao didn’t respond, just slumping her shoulders and returning to her room.
The words “fox spirit” meant nothing to her now. She only cared about one thing – what did she say to him that day in the parking lot?
Don’t make me cry for you again, I really don’t want to…
How could she say she didn’t want it? When he was trying to hold onto something, she told him to let go…
“It’s me, it’s my fault… Stone, where are you? What should I do? I miss you so much, I want to see you…” Covering her face, she burst into loud sobs.
The next morning, another wave of controversy arose about whether Xiao Yao would resign.
After a heated argument with her mother, who was determined to cut all ties, Xiao Yao finally agreed to her father Xiao Wen Jun’s compromise – take a long leave to avoid the current situation.
With Shao Zun’s special consideration, Xiao Yao indeed took a long leave.
Half a month passed.
Xiao Yao waited every day for any news about Ju Qing.
Until one day, Shao Zun suddenly called, and his first words were shocking:
“He’s almost gone. Go see him quickly!”
That night, Xiao Yao secretly left home, got into Shao Zun’s car, and drove straight to the provincial highway under the heavy night.
“Woo… woo woo…”
“Save some, you’ve used up half the tissues. Really, you can cry so much. It’s not like we’re going to a funeral…”
“Ah? Wah…” The remaining half box of tissues was gone.
