The little girl wanted to coax her to sit there, stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyes, and couldn't help crying.

I really feel so sad. She has never suffered such grievances since she was a child. Which girl imagined love is not sweet, but she didn't know why she was sad and sweet when she came to her.

Why are the other people in front of me so good in love? So in line with her imagination of love, but it is in chaos on her?

The more Jingxing thought about it, the more sad he felt, and he couldn't stop crying.

Yingche saw that her hands were inconvenient and she had to wipe her tears. After all, she sat down by the bed, held her hand, and used her other hand to wipe the tears from her face.

Jingxing didn't want him to touch him, so he cried even more sadly.

Yingche just held her face and didn't say anything for a while. Until Jingxing was a little tired of crying and calmed down, he finally spoke again: "Would it be fine if I'm back to A City?"

Jingxing was suddenly stunned when he heard this, raised his eyes and looked at him blankly.

"The company plans to create a new studio in City A. I didn't originally plan to send new people here, but I have been working hard." He explained in a concise manner.

Jingxing sniffed, suddenly pushed him away again, lay back in the quilt and turned his back to him: "What does it matter to me? We are going to break up anyway, it doesn't matter where you are!"

Of course, Yingche could hear that she was angry, so she didn't say anything. She just sorted out the quilt for her and said, "What do you want to eat? I'll buy it."

"Don't eat." Jing Xing still felt angry in his words and answered coldly.

Yingche sighed in her heart and said, "Then I'll cook porridge for you."

After saying that, he still stood beside the bed and had not moved for a long time.

Jingxing heard that he had no movement. After a long time, he couldn't control his doubts and turned to look at him.

Who knew that he was waiting for this glance, and when she turned her head, she lowered her head and kissed her in the face.

Jingxing quickly pushed him away with his hands and feet: "Go away! Don't touch me!"

Yingche stood up and then said, "Wait for me."

Jingxing snorted and buried himself in the quilt again.

Yingche left the ward and went straight to the hospital restaurant. When she saw Song Xiyuan sitting inside, her eyebrows moved slightly, then walked over and sat down in front of him: "Dad."

Song Xiyuan glanced at him indifferently, then said, "You bullied my daughter again, right?"

Yingche was silent and didn't know what to say.

"Dad will not interfere with your relationship." Song Xiyuan said lightly, "But son, you must learn to work hard and keep up with what you want. If you make trouble for various inexplicable reasons, then you will suffer. You are still young, but Nannan is more like a little girl, and the little girl needs to be coaxed."

Yingche heard this, her eyes gradually became deeper and she replied in a low voice: "I understand."

Song Xiyuan nodded: "What are you doing here?"

"I want to use the kitchen here to make some porridge." Yingche replied.

"Then there is no need. Your mother has already gone home to make porridge, and she will probably be back soon. You might as well go back and take a shower and change your clothes first. Look at you, don't scare your mother."

Yingche worked overtime in the city of Z until late at night, and she didn't get off work until she received a call from Jingxing. As soon as she answered, she heard her say something, and he was even more confused. Later, it was Song Xiyuan's call, which caused him to fly back overnight. He looked really haggard at this time.

So Song Xiyuan said this, and Yingche nodded and agreed.

As soon as his car drove out of the hospital, another black business car drove into the hospital. He stopped in front of the hospital building and got out of the car. It was Su Tingyue and Meng Yanling who were also in a hurry to fly from Hong Kong.

Su Tingyue had deep eyebrows and a bad face. After getting off the car, she quickly walked into the building. Meng Yanling hurriedly followed him.

Jingxing was still lying alone on the hospital bed and was sad. Suddenly, he heard the sound of the door opening. He thought that Yingche was leaving and returned, so he quickly pulled the quilt up and covered his head.

Who knew that what I heard next was my father's voice: "Nannan."

Jingxing was shocked and quickly lifted the quilt. When he saw Su Tingyue, for some reason, his sadness surged again. Before she could sit up, her eyes turned red: "Dad——"

Su Tingyue walked up quickly, and saw her pale face and thin little face, her brows frowned even tighter.

However, Jingxing had already reached out to hug him, buried him in his arms and started crying: "Dad..."

Su Tingyue quickly reached out to protect her and said in a deep voice: "It's okay, dad is here."

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open again. Meng Yanling walked in. Seeing this, he also walked up and touched Jingxing's head: "Jingxing, is it okay? You scared your mother to death."

However, Jingxing's body shrank involuntarily, and still leaned against Su Tingyue's arms with tears in the corners of his eyes. After a long time, he shouted reluctantly: "Mommy..."

Meng Yanling then smiled slightly and said, "You kid, your parents are not by your side, you have to take good care of yourself, how could you get acute gastroenteritis?"

Jingxing was buried in Su Tingyue's arms and said nothing. Su Tingyue patted her on the back, wanting her to lie down again, but Jingxing was unwilling to do so and always wanted to lean on him.

Su Tingyue had no choice but to let her, but she picked up a nightgown on the sheet and put it on her body.

After a while, Su Tingyue spoke again: "Why do you drink so much wine?"

Jingxing shrank as he heard this, and quickly spoke and denied: "No..."

"I still said no!" Su Tingyue frowned, "I still smell like alcohol. Isn't it because of drinking alcohol?"

"Dad..." Jingxing suddenly became a little scared and did not dare to look at him.

"Did you have a quarrel with your boyfriend?" Meng Yanling asked, "How are you two now?"

When Jingxing heard this, he felt his heart shrink again, and he hugged Su Tingyue tighter: "Dad..."

Su Tingyue's face became even darker. After a while, she said, "Okay, Dad won't ask about your relationship anymore. Who is your boyfriend? Let's talk about it when you want to tell your father, okay?"

Jingxing was shocked, as if he was a little overwhelmed, but Meng Yanling had already spoken again: "Ting Yue, Jingxing is still young, of course, needs to be checked by his parents in terms of relationships. How can you not ask about it?"

Su Tingyue said in a deep voice: "Because I believe my daughter's vision. Since she likes someone, of course there are benefits to that person. Even if that person is not good, my daughter will sooner or later wake up and learn from her mistakes, right?"

After hearing this, Jingxing quickly stood up from his arms and looked at him, as if he couldn't believe it: "Dad..."

"Ting Yue!" Meng Yanling frowned slightly, as if she wanted to say something else.

"Don't say it anymore." Su Tingyue just said in a deep voice, "Don't ask about Jingxing's boyfriend in the future."

Meng Yanling stopped and his expression changed, but he quickly returned to normal, and replied lightly: "Okay."

Jingxing leaned into Su Tingyue's arms again, glanced at Meng Yanling's expression quietly, but quickly withdrew his gaze.

Wen Cai, who had just returned to calm down and went back to make porridge, took the thermos pot and returned to the ward. When he saw Su Tingyue and Meng Yanling, he was slightly surprised and then said, "Come?"

Su Tingyue nodded, and Meng Yanling also smiled and nodded: "Mrs. Song."

When Wen Cai saw Jingxing's appearance just after crying, his face became less good. He stepped forward and put down the thermos pot, and quickly looked at Jingxing: "Nannan, what's wrong?"

"Mom, I'm fine." Jingxing quickly spoke.

Wen Cai had already remembered the topic that Jingxing had asked him before, and was angry and looked up at Su Tingyue: "Su Tingyue!"

Su Tingyue frowned slightly and looked at her. Wen Cai had already pulled her face down: "My daughter is not yours. I returned my daughter to you and asked her to take your surname Su, not to let you take her back and use her lifelong happiness to exchange for any commercial benefits! If you want to do this, then our Song family will definitely spare no effort to protect the happiness of our only daughter!"

Su Tingyue shook her head helplessly, then looked at her again: "When did I say that I would use Nannan to exchange for any commercial benefits?"

"Mom, no!" Jingxing quickly grabbed Wen Cai's hand, "Dad said he would not interfere with my emotional affairs."

"Really?" Wen Cai was skeptical, and his eyes accidentally passed by Meng Yanling.

"As you said, my daughter is mine, too." Su Tingyue said lightly, "How could I bear to use her happiness as a bargaining chip?"

"That's the best." Wen Cai heard this, then brought the thermos over and said to Jingxing, "Mom has cooked porridge for you. Recently, you can only eat some light food. When your stomach and intestines are well prepared, your mother will make you delicious food."

Jingxing finally laughed: "Thank you, mom."

Because Jingxing's illness was not a big deal, Su Tingyue and Meng Yanling stayed in City A for two days. After Jingxing was discharged from the hospital, they returned to Hong Kong. Jingxing did not return to school, but lived at home. Wen Cai personally took charge of three meals, and the driver picked up and dropped off from school every day.

Yingche returned to City A and was also a great surprise for Wen Cai. In the past, he could see his son once or twice a week. Since he went to City Z, he sometimes didn't see him twice a month. Of course, he was happier to be able to come back. After this time, he seemed to be home-loving. No matter how late he worked, he had to go home. Wen Cai always saw his son when he had breakfast the next morning, which was unprecedentedly satisfying.

The only person in the Song family who did not show any joy in this matter was Jingxing. She didn't care whether he returned to City A or whether he was in love with his family or not. In short, she didn't want to pay attention to him anymore.

Jingxing always goes to bed after dinner early every day, while Yingche always works overtime until late at night before coming back. The two of them can't even meet each other at night. They occasionally sit together for breakfast in the morning, and have no communication.

After a few days, the two of them didn't say a word.

On Friday, when Jingxing returned home, Song Xiyuan and Wen Cai were not there. The aunt told her that they were going to attend a banquet and would probably not come back very late, but Wen Cai was ready for Jingxing's dinner.

The aunt took a leave early tonight to go home to have dinner with her son, so she hurriedly left after helping Jingxing to warm up the meal. Jingxing was the only one left in the huge house, and she couldn't help but feel lonely.

Jingxing simply walked to the living room with a bowl in his hand, turned the sound of the TV loudly, and ate while watching TV.

It is a somewhat boring variety show, but probably because Jingxing has been bored recently, she actually watched such a show with relish and laughed at the cans from time to time.

But the show was finished in a short while. After laughing, Jingxing felt even more lonely. He only ate half of the meal and threw it aside, lying on the sofa and playing with his cell phone bored.

While she was playing, she became sleepy and fell asleep while lying there.

Yingche worked for several days and finally got off work on Friday morning. However, when she got home, she found that there was no one at home, and there was no one at home. There was only the TV in the living room and the sound was loud.

Yingche frowned and walked up to him. He was about to turn off the TV with the remote control when he saw Jingxing lying on the sofa.

The TV was so loud that it was hard for her to sleep.

Yingche looked quietly for a while and couldn't help but squat down next to the sofa.

With Wen Cai's care these days, her face has become rosy again, and the apple face that disappeared before has gradually become back. No matter what, he still thinks that her face looks better if it has a bit of flesh on her face.

He looked at her quietly, and after a long time, he finally couldn't help but lower his head and gently kissed her red pouting mouth.

Jingxing seemed to be disturbed, and brushed his hands with his eyes closed. He turned over and was about to continue sleeping, but suddenly an advertisement with a loud noise exploded on the TV. Jingxing was shocked and suddenly bounced on the sofa.

With this bullet, the two people's heads collided heavily, and at the same time, they made a "ah" sound.

When Jingxing covered his head and saw the face in front of him dizzyly, he suddenly felt angry and wanted to push him away with force. However, he couldn't push him, but he couldn't push him again. Jingxing was immediately discouraged and lay back on the sofa, turning his back to him as usual.
To be continued...