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Chapter Thirty-Four

"Hey?"

"Sir, Master Geng is rushing to the airport."

"...I see." Ning Yong hung up the phone and immediately called Shaoran.

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered, but the person on the other side didn't speak.

Ning Yong took a few deep breaths before he could bear his temper, and said in his usual gentle tone: "Baby, if you want to go home, you can come with me. You should sleep well at night."

"I want to go home, but not to Hangzhou." Shaoran's voice didn't fluctuate, very flat, not like him.

"...Where is that going? Can you tell me?" His heart tightened, and he asked immediately.

"I'm going back to Jiangsu, to my hometown. I haven't seen my mother for a long time, and I miss her a little." Shaoran said softly, with an ethereal voice, as if he was remembering.

"..."

"..."

After the awkward silence lasted for a long time, Ning Yong finally let go of his tenderness wearily, and asked helplessly, "Baby, did I do something wrong?"

"Yong...?"

"I don't understand, am I not good enough for you?"

"No...you have always been very good to me, I...even though I have done that kind of thing, but I know that I love you very much, and you are the one I love the most." In the taxi, looking at the rapidly receding scenery outside the window , Shaoran felt pain in his heart, but he couldn't cry.

Holding the phone in one hand and covering his eyes with the other, Ning Yong sighed: "Then why did you do this? I won't blame you for what happened yesterday. You are still young, it's normal, I can understand it, so you still have to leave?"

"Yong... I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't leave, but I can't bear it now, every time you are gentle with me, I get more scared, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I have lost the ability to distinguish many things..."

Ning Yong wanted to tell him - you don't need any ability to distinguish, as long as you live happily in my arms, that's enough.

But he knew it was useless to say so.

After a while, maybe he felt distressed when he heard Shaoran's choked voice, maybe he knew that questioning was useless, so he could only say: "Hey, don't cry, call me when you get home, don't worry me, okay ?"

"Yong..." He wanted to say something, but was quickly interrupted by Ning Yong.

"Baby, you are emotionally unstable now, remember? I said, don't make any decisions when you are emotional." Pinching the bridge of his nose, the tired Ning Yong didn't want to hear any more words that would drive him crazy.

"..."

"I'll wait for you, wait for you to calm down, let's talk slowly, my company still has a lot of things to deal with, so I can't accompany you to visit your aunt in Jiangsu, and I will pick you up after I have settled things."

"...Okay." If we continue talking, I am afraid that the two of them will really froze, so Shaoran had no choice but to agree first.

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Back home, Geng Shaoran was too tired to keep his eyes open.

He found the bedroom almost by memory, threw himself on the bed and was about to fall asleep.

The door was suddenly opened, and a gentle and sweet female voice sounded: "Ran Ran?"

Shaoran was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyelids, and he didn't have the strength to respond, so he only vaguely knew that it was his mother who came in.

The side of the bed suddenly sank, someone sat down, a soft and cool little hand touched his forehead, and then said in a slightly worried voice: "Ran Ran, you have a fever."

Then there was the sound of a drawer being opened, and then the sound of pouring water, and the mother coaxed the feverish child with a gentle voice, asking him to take the medicine before lying down again.

Shaoran was so tired that he could only mutter vague words: "Mom...I'm so tired..."

"Hey, take a good rest, mom is here."

A familiar little hand gently patted his shoulder covered with a quilt, surrounded by the reassuring scent of violets from his mother, and Shao Ran soon fell asleep.

Shaoran's hometown is a small city in Jiangsu, built near the sea, a poetic and historic place.

The mother of the Geng family is named Geng Qin, and she is also a poetic and historical woman. A woman like her is rare in the world. It is not because she is beautiful or gentle, but because she is unique. Her unique background, special encounters, and tempering her current personality a little bit make her always exude an irresistible charm.

After waking up, he found that the sky was still bright, thinking that he hadn't slept for a long time, Shao Ran went downstairs to find something to eat, and happened to see Geng Qin who was busy in the kitchen.

Geng Qin had cute short hair, showing his fair neck, and looked very beautiful when he looked down at the fire.

When she heard the movement, she turned her head, stared at the phoenix eyes with rounded single eyelids, and said slightly dissatisfied: "Ran Ran, why don't you take good care of yourself outside, and you have a fever when you come home, and you didn't wake up until you slept all day! "

Shaoran was stunned: "I slept all day?"

"Otherwise?" Geng Qin frowned slightly, curled his mouth, very cute, not at all like a woman over forty years old.

"It's probably because of the cold, Mom, I'm worrying you." Shaoran approached her with a smile, and gently hugged her slender shoulders.

Geng Qin was obviously very happy, and leaned on Shaoran naturally: "You bad boy, you haven't come back to see for a long time, and once you come back, you will make Mommy worry and fear, see if I don't tell your sister!"

"Hehe, you tell my sister, she can't teach me a lesson, she's still in Hangzhou!" Shaoran said triumphantly.

"Who said you're in Hangzhou? Your sister came back the day before yesterday, and she's dealing with things outside now." Looking at Shaoran's discolored face with some sympathy, Mummy Geng shook her head and said.

As soon as Geng Shaoqing came back, Shaoran immediately screamed in his heart: "What should I do, mom, please don't tell my sister that I'm sick, or it will be miserable!"

"Hee hee, it depends on how you please me!" Geng Qin raised his head, posing as a queen mother.

Shaoran immediately flattered and said: "Empress Dowager, what orders do you have, I will definitely do it, and I will die!"

"Say, what's going on when you come home suddenly, tell me honestly, and you'll be lenient when you confess!" The old queen mother sat down on the sofa, crossed her legs, and assumed an interrogating posture.

His complexion changed slightly, the things that he had intentionally forgotten were brought up again, his heart felt heavy as if he was about to fall to the ground, Shaoran sat down beside his mother, silent and didn't know what to say.

Seeing him like this, Geng Qin raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems that Mommy and sister made a bet and won again this time."

"bet?"

"When your sister came back, she suddenly said that you found a partner. I guessed that you would have to go home to be sad in a few days. She also said that she was very nice and would take good care of you, so she wouldn't run home. No, You're still back!" After finishing speaking, he curled his lips in disdain.

With a bitter smile, he really has nothing to do with the two little women in the family: "Do I only go home when my feelings are hurt?"

The porridge in the kitchen was ready, Geng Qin took out the porridge and put it on the coffee table, and then replied: "Have you ever thought about going home? When did you come back after being bullied outside? Hurry up, put After drinking the porridge, you kid, your stomach is so hungry after sleeping all day."

Pick up the porridge, let it cool down slowly and drink it, not daring to neglect at all, don't look at Mummy Geng is very tough, but if there are leftovers from cooking, she will cry sadly for a long time, no matter how coaxed she is useless.

"Mom, I really didn't get hurt this time. I hurt someone else." After he finished drinking, he explained to Geng Qin helplessly.

Geng Qin widened his eyes and looked surprised: "Who is so weak and can still be bullied by you? I said Xiao Ran is a good baby, didn't you raise a child outside...?"

When Shaoran heard it, he couldn't laugh or cry: "Mom, my sister told you that I have a companion, but didn't she say what kind of person it is?"

Rolling his eyes, Geng Qin pouted dissatisfiedly and replied: "Your sister said with a mysterious face that I will naturally know in the future, really, that's the reason why you didn't tell me, how much money you earned, just learn from others Take care of someone!" It seems that Mummy Geng has completely determined that Ning Yong is being taken care of by Shao Ran...

"Mom, don't make wild guesses. Ning Yong has a successful career and is a stable person. How could he be taken care of by me? Speaking of which, he looks like me..." Being taken care of by him...

Thinking of this, Shaoran's face turned black, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was like this. He didn't do anything, and Ning Yong was all worried about his basic necessities in the morning, middle and evening. It's a little pig, isn't he just a pig...

Seeing that Shaoran's face turned from black at the bottom of the pot to pink at the wall, and finally turned red, Mommy Geng found it quite interesting, and said amusedly, "It looks like you?"

"Uh huh, all in all, it's not what you think, Mom. I was angry when I came back this time. Alas, it's a bit complicated anyway." He coughed to cover up, and changed the subject.

Mommy Geng wanted to ask further, but seeing him as embarrassed, it was fine, she smiled and said: "You said you hurt someone's feelings, how did you hurt him? He asked to be with you, uh, uh, uh, you didn't agree. ?"

Shaoran was drinking water, and a sip of cold water spewed out into the sky...

"Mom, can you be more normal-minded!" He shouted out unbearably.

Mommy Geng immediately had tears in her eyes, her voice was choked up, and she was pitiful: "You...Xiao Ran, you...actually fierce mommy... Woooooo, I want to tell your sister!" The hurt heroine in the soap opera turned her head and rushed out.

Shaoran quickly hugged her by the waist and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mom, I was wrong, don't be sad, don't tell my sister!"

Turning her head shyly, she said pitifully, "It's okay not to say anything, just tell Mommy what's going on!"

Once again, Shaoran deeply realized how far women can go for gossip.

The author has something to say: Why is Chinese New Year obviously a happy event, but I am more tired than going to school for exams-=

The dark circles under the eyes are amazing, and makeup can only cover them. .Beep beep. .God, I want to go to bed early wow! ! !

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