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Yige didn’t take the elevator, she went straight to the ergency exit and walked down the stairs.
Watching Yige’s figure disappear from view.
Zhou Xueran also shed tears of heartache.
Tang Ruan watched in the direction Tang Yige left, her eyes narrowed slightly, then she retracted her gaze, looking at Zhou Xueran who was crying in distress with her mouth covered, and with a hint of impatience in her brow, said,
"Mom, don’t be upset. My sister just has a knot in her heart right now, so her personality may be a bit impulsive.
Give it so ti, once she slowly unravels it, she’ll be fine."
Tang Ruan spoke in a gentle tone.
Zhou Xueran held her hand tightly, too choked up to speak.
Tang Ruan lightly pressed her lips and reached out to support her back.
After a long pause, Zhou Xueran finally spoke in a hoarse voice, "It’s you who’s been wronged. Good child."
Tang Ruan curled her lips, "I’m fine. My sister was so good to when we were young, always thinking of first when she had good things.
She never fought with over anything. As long as I wanted sothing, she would give it to .
When we were little, my sister tolerated , loved . Now that I’ve grown up, it’s my turn to tolerate her, to care for her."
At this point, Tang Ruan’s tone carried a hint of lancholy and self-bla, "My sister was so good to , yet I went and married the man she liked.
Perhaps my sister feels that the two people she loved both betrayed her at the sa ti, and that’s why she can’t accept it, leading to hatred from love.
Ultimately, it’s my fault..."
By the end, Tang Ruan’s voice dropped suddenly, growing severely hoarse.
Zhou Xueran, seeing her this way, felt even more pained and compassionate for her, "Ruan Ruan, you can’t bla yourself for Si Nan. Si Nan never liked your sister, it was always you he loved.
Even if you had stepped back and not agreed to be with Si Nan, he still wouldn’t have ended up with your sister.
You’re just too kind, always thinking of others, swallowing all the bitterness yourself. Silly child."
As Zhou Xueran spoke, her voice also beca hoarse.
For a mont, both she and Tang Ruan wept at Yige’s door.
.................
Yige regretted it as soon as she got downstairs.
Because...
It’s so damn cold!
She was only wearing a thin set of ho clothes, not even a thermal shirt.
The ho clothes were large and loose; with every step she took forward, she could feel the cold wind blowing into her pant legs, sleeves, and collar.
Not long after, Yige couldn’t stand the cold anymore and squeezed into a telephone booth by the roadside.
The worst part was.
Yige had left the house without her wallet, not even her phone.
Standing in the telephone booth, Yige rubbed her frozen fingers, gently hopping to try to shake off the cold from her body through movent.
...............
When Xiao Nanqing got the call and ca to find Yige, he saw her comically lifting her legs, jumping, twisting her waist, and turning in the telephone booth...
With his lips curled higher, Xiao Nanqing’s smile was bright and glowing, sitting silently in the car watching Yige’s antics for a while, sliding down the car window, and cheekily said to Yige, "Isn’t that our little Sister Yi? Is this a new style of exercise?"
Hearing the voice, Yige looked towards Xiao Nanqing, her eyes lit up like she saw fire, rubbing her hands as she rushed over to him.
Opening the passenger door, she sat inside.
Yige was shivering uncontrollably, her face blue from the cold, lips pale.
Seeing this, Xiao Nanqing found it hard to be unkind. He turned up the heat in the car to the maximum, then unbuckled his seatbelt, leaned back, and fetched a thin blanket from the back seat, wrapping it around Yige’s shoulders.
Yige clutched the blanket tightly, sniffing as she looked at Xiao Nanqing, "Thank, thank, thank you, third, third one..."
Xiao Nanqing pressed his lips, wanting to laugh at Yige’s state, but held it in.
Once Yige’s complexion returned to rosy and her shivering stopped, Xiao Nanqing lightly raised an eyebrow and asked the question he had wanted to ask from the beginning, "What’s going on? How did you end up like this?"
Yige detected the amusent and schadenfreude in Xiao Nanqing’s tone, and glared over at him, "I take back what I just said in thanks!"
Xiao Nanqing raised an eyebrow with a "whatever you want" attitude.
Yige rolled her eyes at him, pulling a tissue from the box placed on the dashboard to wipe her nose.
Upon seeing this, Xiao Nanqing put on a face full of disdain.
Yige found this amusing, intentionally blowing her nose right in front of him.
Xiao Nanqing’s face turned green, his fine eyebrows wrinkling like an old man’s.
"Haha."
Yige was truly amused by him, laughing heartily.
The result was she laughed too hard, and with a shake of her hand, she accidentally tossed the tissue she used to blow her nose onto Xiao Nanqing.
Then...
Yige could no longer laugh, pressing her lips together, widening her eyes, innocently looking at him.
Xiao Nanqing had severe mysophobia!
He already disliked her blowing her nose in front of him.
Let alone tossing a used tissue onto him...
Although she wasn’t sure if the analogy was appropriate.
But Xiao Nanqing’s current expression was like soone flung a piece of poop onto him.
"Tang Yige!!!!!!!!!"
Tang Yige’s abdon shrank as she quickly reached out to remove the tissue from him, swiftly crumpling it into a ball, rolling down the car window, and tossing it towards the nearby trash bin.
Watching the tissue ball successfully fall into the trash bin.
Yige nodded in self-satisfaction, rolling up the car window again, turning her head to look at Xiao Nanqing.
Xiao Nanqing frowned, quickly shrugging off the coat he was wearing, throwing it onto Yige with a "smack".
Yige twitched her lips, silently folding the coat neatly, placing it on her lap, and glanced at Xiao Nanqing gnashing his teeth so hard they creaked, her voice coming out as small as could be, "You can still wear it after it’s washed."
Xiao Nanqing, "..."
He must have been out of his mind to co pick her up!
..............
Xiao Nanqing brought Tang Yige to Qing She, had a al prepared for her, and went straight to his private rest room at Qing She.
Tang Yige, too hungry to stand on ceremony with Xiao Nanqing, dug into her al heartily.
When Xiao Nanqing returned from showering and changing in the rest room, he found Tang Yige asleep on the sofa in the private room, full and content.
Watching Tang Yige curled up into a ball on the sofa, Xiao Nanqing squinted his eyes slightly, picked up the remote control to increase the air conditioning temperature in the room, and had soone bring a duvet to cover her.
Xiao Nanqing sat in the private room for a while, suddenly thinking of sothing, pulled out his phone from his pocket, and dialed a number, "Little Sister Yi is with ."
As the call connected, Xiao Nanqing dropped this line and hung up without waiting for a response from the other end.
Slyly scanning his eyes over Tang Yige sleeping on the sofa, his hands slipped into his pants pockets, and he leisurely left the private room.
..............
In her dream, Yige suddenly felt a sense of suffocation in her chest, as if a massive stone was pressing down on her heart.
Struggling to breathe, Yige furrowed her brow, instinctively opening her mouth to draw in fresh air, trying to relieve the chest tightness.
But as soon as she opened her mouth, sothing soft and slippery rushed into her oral cavity.
Her nose also encountered sothing firm pressing against it.
Tang Yige couldn’t breathe, her fists clenched tightly in rare monts, cold sweat forming on her forehead.
As the weight on her body grew heavier, Tang Yige instinctively waved her fists, trying to push away the weight on her body.
Yet no matter how hard she pushed, she couldn’t budge it an inch.
He recklessly pinned her down, his scorching hand slipping beneath her clothes, resting over her chest.
Their lips intertwined deeply, his breath like a demonic sound sliding into her eardrums.
Suddenly, Tang Yige’s eyes snapped open.
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