Dear girl

Xia Yao received a text message from her mother when it was close to midnight:

【Yaoyao, I don't know if you're asleep or not.I was still talking to your dad at noon, why our daughter suddenly grew up so big in a blink of an eye, as if she took you to elementary school yesterday.How time flies, you can be alone.

Thinking of when you were young, people always praised me, Mr. Chen, how did you teach your daughter so well? I blame your father for this, and passed on that boring personality to you.You don't know how much I want you to be naughty. For example, you have to drag your mother to buy you snacks.

You've always been an independent kid who didn't bother us at all.For a while, my mother was very envious of others. My son was fighting at school, and my daughter was in a puppy relationship at school. Maybe it was because I wanted you to rely on me too much.Mom read a lot of books on how to communicate with adolescent children when you were in elementary school, but none of them came in handy.

The most relaxed parents in Yangchuan, I think it's probably me and your dad.

Yaoyao, the most proud thing of parents is you.

The famous British psychologist Sylvia said that all love in this world aims at aggregation, and there is only one kind of love that aims at separation, that is, the love of parents for their children.

From college entrance examination to work, we respect your decision.Parents never feel that their children are their own appendages. You have your own pursuits and plans for life, and you are working hard.Long Yingtai's "Watching" said that the so-called "father, daughter, mother and child" just means that the fate between you and him is to watch his back gradually drift away in this life.

I think it's the same, but who can do it easily? Looking at your back that is drifting away, Mom and Dad feel both happy and sad.When I was pregnant with you, I discussed with your father that if the child has higher and further pursuits, we must fully support him, and if he is not so promising, we will support you for the rest of his life.

Obviously, you belong to the former, our Yaoyao has a wider sky.But ah, every child is the treasure of parents, how can we be willing to let you take risks.So I thought about it with your dad for a long time.But in the end, we decided to do as we said.

Once a child is born, worrying and caring is something that parents have no choice.Therefore, don't feel guilty because of our worries. Now that we have made a choice, we must move forward bravely.

Your grandfather went to jail for principles when he was young, but grandma did not let him compromise, but chose to wait in a difficult situation, they will understand you.Promise mom, you must take good care of yourself.We are waiting for your return.

Finally, Yaoyao, mom loves you.

Ditto Dad. 】

In the small room, Xia Yao sat on the head of the bed with her knees hugged. The mobile phone on the side gradually dimmed. When tears flowed down, she was enveloped in boundless darkness.

I didn't wait for Song Xinci all night.

**

Two people who love each other are facing the test given to them by God.

In the early morning, they couldn't hold back and fell asleep at about the same time.

When she woke up, Xia Yao took a shower, and Song Xinci poured the food into the toilet.

While Xia Yao was packing her luggage, Song Xinci was reading the books she had read.

Song Xinci asked Xia Yao to make a list of the books she had read before, and then she bought all the books on it, but she never took the time to read them, and now she has a chance.

While Xia Yao was sitting at the desk writing a letter, Song Xinci was reading "Death of the Wang Family"

When Xia Yao closed the door, Song Xinci poured the second meal of the day into the toilet.

Xia Yao and Lao Yang made an appointment to meet at the airport. She wanted to take a look at the place where Song Xinci lived, so she asked the driver to take a detour and change the driving route into an S shape.

When Xia Yao and Lao Yang were eating fast food at the airport, Song Xinci's voice got better and he started shouting again.

Checking in, security check, waiting for the flight, at 19:55, when the plane took off from Yangchuan Xingao Airport, Song Xinci was watching "The Other Half of the Sky"

When the plane stopped at Pudong Airport, Song Xinci was in a daze.

There is no flight from Yangchuan to the United Arab Emirates, and they need to transfer to Shanghai. The flight number is EK303. At 23:00, when the Airbus A380 took off, Song Xinci lay down in the bathtub.

**

At around [-]:[-] a.m. Beijing time the next day, Xia Yao stood on the land of a foreign country.

Their newspaper office did not have any experience in reporting on the battlefield, Xia Yao was a little puzzled why there was such a plan suddenly, and it was affiliated with Xinhua News Agency.A person in charge of the Xinhua News Agency told them to stay in a peaceful Muslim city for a few days to get used to the local customs.

And one week later, they must gather in front of the United Nations Building in New York to participate in a short-term training.Finally, it is the flight to the destination.

The UAE’s free visa-on-arrival policy gave them a lot of convenience. They first stayed in Dubai for a few days according to the requirements of the other party, applied for a US visa in a third country, went to New York for training for a period of time, and then applied for a visa for the destination country in the United States.

Xia Yao was wearing a white long-sleeved T-shirt and a pair of light blue jeans. She was sitting in front of a small restaurant on the street. Her long hair was tied into a low ponytail with a headband. She put on some light makeup and wore Song Xinci to send her off. necklace, handed the menu to the waiter, and pointed to a dish on it.

Lao Yang sat across from her in a plaid shirt and vest, knocked on the table twice, and said with a smile, "It's better to be treated as a state-owned enterprise, and all will be reimbursed."

They live in the old city, and the pedestrian streets are full of migrant workers wearing local costumes.

There are no Ferraris and Lamborghinis everywhere in the legend, and there are mostly Japanese cars. The climate is a bit dry, but the winter is not as cold as in China.

**

Song Xinci planned to go on a hunger strike for a few days to force her father to let her out.On the third day, limb weakness, lethargy, and involuntary breathing began to appear.

If you have the ability, you starve me to death, Song Xinci fell on the bed, his eyelids were twitching.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, the door opened.It's not the kind of food delivery. Two bodyguards guarded it, opened a slit and handed it in, and opened it openly.

"Your father is really ruthless." Xue Yazhi walked in against the light, the ground was in a mess and there was nowhere to set foot.

Song Xinci sat up from the bed, the wound on his hand had scabbed over.After the second day passed, the hunger was much less on the third day. The most uncomfortable thing was not the lack of energy, but the first night when she shouted for most of the night, her throat was swollen, and her throat was so sore that she almost didn't want to wake up. sleep.

She didn't want to talk at all, she stood up and was about to leave, she was unsteady and almost fell back, but was supported by Xue Yazhi.

Song Xinci frowned, his good-looking face was full of burnout and Do Not Disturb, raised his hand to break away from Xue Yazhi, and opened his mouth to say "what are you doing here" vaguely like swallowing a mouthful of water.

Xue Yazhi couldn't understand, but she could guess it, smiled wryly, and raised the things she brought: "Your grandma cooked the porridge for you."

Song Xinci glanced at Xue Yazhi, meaning do you think I will eat the meal you brought, and then went to the bathroom, intending to wash my face and wake up before going out.

"Hey——" Xue Yazhi put the porridge on the bed, because there was really no place to put it, "At least I let you out, please be grateful, let me go back and do business."

You can pour it down. Song Xinci wanted to talk back but didn't want to open his mouth. After washing his face, he came out and picked up the thermos. When he swallowed, his throat felt like a needle prick.There are also teeth, which don't feel like their own anymore, as if they are about to fall off the gums with every bite.

Xue Yazhi stood up the stool on the ground, found something to wipe it, and when she sat down, she slid her hands along the buttocks in an arc. In short, she still had to have a posture, and then she looked at Song who was sitting by the bed and drinking porridge. Xinci smiled slightly, as if he had found something to appreciate, and said, "I don't see how brave you are."

Song Xinci gave her a blank look.

"Is that the one we ate together last time?" Xue Yazhi was not affected by Song Xinci's attitude at all, "I think it's pretty good, gentle and gentle, and complements you."

Song Xinci really didn't want to drink anymore, so he put the porridge aside, looked at Xue Yazhi, tried his best to say every word clearly, and jumped out word by word: "You-come-do-what-what."

Xue Yazhi didn't hide it: "Renjie came to me and said that you were in a little trouble. I called your dad to ask him to let you out, but he hung up the phone when he mentioned this. House arrest is against the law, but in our country Usually it is mainly about persuasion, but I am different, I have hired a lawyer, and if he does not let him go, I will collect evidence and sue him."

Song Xinci gave Xue Yazhi a thumbs up, stood up and walked out.

Xue Yazhi's voice came from behind her: "Come on~ Little friend Song."

Song Xinci paused for a moment. He was not in the mood to argue with her today. What is this?When he left, he ignored her for so many years, and now he came to provoke her again.

Ms. Xue, little friend Song will never say "thank you mom" to you again.

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