One Thousand Three Hundred and Twenty-Three Just Her (Part 2)

Song Zhixing couldn't help but pushed back, "How can we not be from the same world? We are not one human and one ghost, separated by Yin and Yang."

Li Qiming's face turned pale with anger at her words, "I think you are not ghosts, but you want to make me angry and turn into a ghost! I'd rather be separated by Yin and Yang, and you'd be the happiest!"

When the old man said this, his hands on the crutches were shaking. As soon as he finished speaking, he coughed violently. His body was shaking from coughing.

Auntie Lan quickly sent in a towel.

When Song Zhixing saw this, she immediately felt guilty and restrained her temper, hating herself for being too impulsive just now. Why did she have to argue with an old man who was almost 70 years old?

"Grandpa, take your breath." Song Zhixing went over to support his shaking body.

Li Qiming brushed her hand away, "I'm going to be pissed off by you anyway, why should I take my breath!"

"Don't say such things to make me anxious." Song Zhixing was really anxious. Patting his back with his little hand, Li Qiming coughed twice, and when he loosened the towel, there was a pool of red blood on it, which frightened Song Zhixing a little panic. She looked at Aunt Lan, "Aunt Lan, call a doctor! Didn't Aunt say that a doctor would come? Why hasn't he come yet?"

"Don't you want to leave? As soon as you get here, you only think about Tang Yu and going back to Youcheng. Do you still need to care about my life or death?" The old man's voice was hoarse from coughing.

In this situation, Song Zhixing naturally couldn't bear to refute him again, so she just asked Aunt Lan to urge the doctor to come quickly.

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Tang Yu didn't sleep well all night. He woke up very early in the morning, subconsciously touched his side, and when he touched nothing, he woke up instantly.

That little thing is not by his side.

At this moment, in country J.

The air quality in country J is not as good as in Youcheng, and I don't know if the little girl can adapt there. And in terms of diet, she has always been very picky, and it may be difficult for her to accept it.

Tang Yu now really regretted letting this little thing go in front of Li Qiming.

In fact, he has always been very selfish when it comes to love. He was selfless this time, but in just one day, he has regretted it several times.

The phone rang suddenly at this moment. Tang Yu originally hoped that it was Song Zhixing calling,

but when he saw the name on the screen, his expression was still a little darker. The caller was his mother, Su Fengjin.

"Mom."

"Awake?" Su Fengjin's voice was gentle.

"Yeah."

"Why do I hear that you sound unhappy? Don't like your mother calling you?" Su Fengjin's voice sounded sad.

"Of course not, don't let your imagination run wild." Tang Yu lifted the quilt, stood up, and walked to the window. The sun was shining outside, but he had no interest. "Are you busy?"

"I miss you, does that count as busy?" Su Fengjin acted coquettishly towards her son, "Come and keep your mom company, okay? Your dad and I have been back for so long, and you have rarely been here to keep company. If your dad hadn't always said you were busy at work, I would have been really angry."

Tang Yu glanced at the time, "Then I'll come over to have dinner with you in a while."

"Okay, I'll cook for you myself and wait for you to come."

Tang Yu wanted to say something else, but Su Fengjin had already hung up the phone. He listened to the busy tone and rubbed his forehead. It was definitely a disaster for his mother to cook for him herself.

As expected, when Tang Yu arrived at the single-family villa where his parents lived, he heard his father Tang Yiming's dissuading voice coming from the kitchen, "You are not in good health, so don't be busy. There are people doing the kitchen work, let them do it."

"I have to do it myself. Tang Yu rarely comes. You go out, don't watch here, so as not to make me nervous."

"I'm afraid you will burn your hands."

"How can I be so stupid?" Su Fengjin complained, but there was no lack of sweetness in her words.

Tang Yu stood in the kitchen and watched, and could see the happiness on his mother's face and the pity on his father's face. The sunlight outside the window poured in, covering the two of them, making the whole picture look comfortable, and the years of peace were probably like this. Although, these peace were stolen. The tragedy of Xingxing's parents was buried below.

If such a picture could last forever, it would be the best thing. However, he chose to be with Xingxing-this is a risky move. Perhaps, if he is not careful, he will personally shatter all the peace at this moment.

Tang Yiming was driven out of the kitchen by Su Fengjin.

"Back?" Seeing his son, he spoke first.

"Yeah." Tang Yu did not go into the kitchen to disturb his mother, but followed Tang Yiming to the living room. Tang Yiming glanced at the kitchen and sat down on the main seat of the sofa, "Your mother has been busy all morning. No matter whether the food she cooks is delicious or not, you have to say it is delicious, understand?"

"After so many years, her cooking skills have not improved?" Tang Yu sat down opposite his father.

"Just think about it. If it weren't for you, how could she cook?"

Tang Yu nodded. The servant poured tea over, he took a sip, and then asked directly: "Dad, have you looked for Xingxing?"

"Yeah." Tang Yiming did not deny it, "I heard that she is now back in country J with her grandfather."

"You are well-informed." He had received the news when he sent her away yesterday.

"That's good." Tang Yiming sighed.

"What's good about it?"

"Take advantage of the time she is away to concentrate. Don't mess around anymore." Tang Yiming glanced at his son seriously.

Tang Yu looked idle, as if he didn't care, "I never mess around."

"What do you mean by never messing around? Han Yan won't marry you, and you like Xing Xing, isn't that messing around?" Tang Yiming said with a straight face, "Is Xing Xing someone you like?"

"Why not?" Tang Yu looked at his father with a serious look in his eyes, "I think, with the same experience as you, you should be able to understand my feelings at the moment."

When Tang Yiming heard this, his face changed, and he subconsciously looked towards the kitchen. The kitchen door was closed, and the sound of their conversation could not be heard in, so he relaxed a little. He glared at his son, "I have been unable to control you since you were a child, but, on this matter, I have the same attitude as your grandfather - absolutely not agree! If you really don't like Han Yan, you can change her. Your grandfather is now looking for other girls for you. He will notify you when he is ready."

Tang Yu laughed, "The old man is not in good health, please tell him for me, let him not waste his leisure time, it's just useless work."

"You also know that the old man is not in good health? You, the younger generation, are still making him angry one by one?" Tang Yiming was angry.

"Maybe it's genetics?" Tang Yu didn't care. He glanced at his father, then his expression became unusually serious. "From now on, you don't have to look for Xingxing anymore. No matter what your and Grandpa's attitude is, I won't waver. As for Xingxing—"