soul seeker

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Spring Festival.

This year's New Year's Eve is more deserted than in previous years.

Although previous years were not as warm and lively as ordinary people, Shaozhen would also arrange some activities that should be part of the Spring Festival, in short, it would not be so boring that Wu Ci would be left alone.

But this year because Yun Miao is pregnant, and Shaolu's family bought a house elsewhere, naturally they won't come to celebrate the New Year again, and the sky is especially cooperative with snow at this time.

"It's getting bigger..." Wu Ci stood by the window, opened a corner of the curtain, and wiped off the fog on the glass with his hands. Hearing the sound of firecrackers outside, he guessed what Xue Ya was doing at the moment.

The next day, the early morning of New Year's Day.

Shaolu's family came to pay New Year's greetings.

"Wu Zhe, what did you do last night? Why didn't you come over to make a fuss?" Wu Ci went downstairs to see Shaolu's family, and asked Wu Zhe after paying two New Year's greetings to the couple.

"I didn't go to do anything, just play cards and eat with a few friends. Anyway, I wouldn't go to find my cousin, so I didn't come."

The person is still the same person, and the smile is still carefree, but Wu Ci feels that he and Wu Zai are standing on two moving grounds, getting farther and farther away.

Forget it, I knew it would happen a long time ago, although I don't know why Wu suffers from it.

Wu Ci never expected to be friends with Wu Zai for the rest of his life.

"Where is Mrs. Sister?" Shaolu opened the cigarette case and took out one in his mouth, looking for a lighter while asking.

"Accompanies Second Miss Yun back to her mother's house. Hasn't she been back since she got married? It just so happens that Dad is free these days."

"Oh, does he really love her?" Yuge tidied up the fur, "It's good to have a child, mother depends on the child. Forget it, anyway, brother-in-law is not here, and we won't be able to pay New Year's greetings. Let's go to the other hall to see Let's go back after seeing my sister."

"That's it." Shaolu took a puff of smoke, "Let's go, Wu Ci, is there anything else I want to bring to your mother?"

"No, she doesn't lack anything there."

In the car, Shaozhen was driving, Yuge was sitting in the co-pilot, and the two brothers were sitting side by side in the back seat, one looking out of the window on this side and the other on the other side.

Not a word was spoken along the way.

Morning.Yun family.

In front of the window, the pregnant Yun Miao was sitting on a rattan rocking chair reading a book.

After reading the last line in front of her, when she was about to turn the page, she felt a strange stomach and felt a little uncomfortable.

Thinking that she might have been sitting for too long, she supported the armrest with her hands and tried to stand up and turn around.

Unexpectedly, before the knee was straightened, I felt a heat flow down the thigh.

"Oops..." Thinking it was urinary incontinence, she was about to call the maid to take care of it, but found that the flow was increasing, and she realized that she might be about to give birth.

The originally peaceful mood suddenly turned into panic, and he shouted loudly to Wu Han in the living room on the first floor.

At night, in the corridor of the hospital, Yun Miao's painful cries of childbirth could be heard from time to time, and Wu Ci and Shaolu's family also rushed to wait with Wu Han.

Of course, their moods are different.

Except for Wu Han who was anxious, Shaolu and Yuge both longed for a girl.Originally, it was troublesome enough that her son's competitor was Wu Ci, but it would be even more troublesome if she had another boy.

Wu Ci, who was sitting on the bench at the end of the corridor, yawned. He had neither hostility nor expectation for the child in his heart. In short, if it wasn't for this relationship with Yun Miao, it would have nothing to do with him.And Wu Zan, who was sitting next to Yuge, had already fallen asleep bored.

In the early hours of the morning, the crying of the child woke up Wu Ci who was dozing off.

Did you give birth?

Seeing that the door of the delivery room opened, Wu Han, Shaolu, and Yuge immediately went up to welcome them, looking at the female doctor expectantly.

"She's a daughter, she's worth the weight, mother and child are safe. Congratulations, Mr. Wu." After speaking, the tired doctor left after a busy night.

Among the three people who came forward, two breathed a sigh of relief, while the other stood for a while with an unhappy expression on his face and said, "I still have something to do in my company, so I'll leave first."

After speaking, Wu Han walked towards the end of the corridor.

When passing by Wu Ci, Wu Ci looked at his passing father and thought: It's too obvious.

Yuge gently tugged on Shaolu's arm, with a happy expression on his face: "Go and tell my sister? After hearing this news, my sister may recover more than half of her illness."

"Hmm, hello! Wake up!" Shaolu nodded and kicked to remind Wu Zan, who was already fast asleep on the bench.

"Oh? Oh, did you give birth?" Wu Zai rubbed his eyes and sat up.

"That's right, where is Miss Qianjin? I'm gone, I'm exhausted after waiting all night." Yuge smiled and buttoned his coat.

Once they left, Wu Ci could only be left guarding Yun Miao. Although the hospital was full of staff and the Yun family also had servants, it would be unreasonable for outsiders not to leave a family member guarding them no matter what.

In the ward, it was almost noon.

Wu Ci, who was really bored, squatted in front of the crib next to the hospital bed, teasing his newborn sister.

Looking at him, Wu Ci found it amazing that this little person who hadn't opened his eyes turned out to be his sister, and thinking of Wu Han's appearance in the corridor before, he suddenly felt a little pitiful for this child.

At this time Yun Miao woke up, she was very weak after giving birth, and she called Wu Han as soon as she opened her eyes.

"Are you awake? My father is not here, what's the matter?" Wu Ci walked over and bent slightly to look at her.

"Hey? Why aren't you here?" Her voice also sounded weak.

"Uh... the company is too busy."

"Oh... Are you the only one staying with me? It's been hard work." She turned to look at the child in the crib, "Can I trouble you to bring my son to me?"

"Oh, it's okay...but," Wu Ci said, walking to the crib and picking up the baby, "it's...a girl. Although it doesn't bloom now, it looks like you, and it will be very beautiful in the future." Hey , sucks...

"Ah? What did you just say?!" Yun Miao, who was sitting up with all her strength, shouted to Wu Ci in disbelief when she heard this sentence, "How is that possible?!"

Tears were already streaming down her face as she shouted, "Oh... no wonder, he left before I woke up."

She lowered her head, trembling all over her body, her fear had overshadowed her disappointment, what to do, what to do...

She knew that if she was born in this era, whether she was a concubine or a girl, her life would not be easy in the future. She was a living example, and she could only be thrown out as a pawn in marriage, coupled with Wu Han's performance , which made her feel even more frightened.

Wu Ci on the side looked at her quietly, because he didn't know what to say to make her feel better, maybe he was lucky compared to them.He put the child back, "The company is going to have a lunch break soon. Dad should come over to take a look. Don't cry too much. If he sees that you have cried, he will be furious with his personality. If he scares the child, he will be angry." Oh no."

"Why are you so useless, give birth to a loser! I expected this child to inherit some of the Wu family's property and help the family in the future! Really, it's exactly the same as your mother." Yun Kefu came back from a business trip. The ward cursed at Yun Miao who was changing the child's clothes.

"I know I'm wrong with my father, but..." Yun Miao cried, "What should I do next? Wu Han looks very angry."

"Who cares about you! I'm angry too!" After speaking, he slammed the door and left, leaving Yun Miao who was already sitting on the ground crying bitterly.

The nurses and servants outside the door did not dare to come in either.

Ten days later, as soon as Wu Ci returned home, he asked Mama Xu, "Did you get a letter today?"

"No, young master, you don't have to ask every day, I will put it on your desk if you have a letter."

"Okay, you go."

Xue Ya's last letter was more than half a month ago, and for some reason the message was suddenly cut off.

"Go to the post office tomorrow and have a look..."

The next day, Wu Ci came out of the post office.

Sure enough, it wasn't that there was a problem with the delivery of the post office, but that there was really no letter to him.

What happened?Is it true that his aunt passed away as he said?So no time to write?No, it wouldn't mean that there wasn't a letter from relatives for more than half a month... Could it be that they rushed back?So no more letters?

In the rickshaw, Wu Ci frowned and speculated about all possibilities.

Seven or eight days passed in Wu Ci's worry, but still no letter came, and Xue Ya didn't come back either.

He was getting more and more anxious, wondering if something had happened to him, or he was being involved in something.

Wu Ci hesitated, whether he should go to the place where he lived for any news, or go to the school where he worked to ask, but he was afraid that his actions would cause him more trouble.

No matter, if there is no news in another week, I will ask.

a week later.

Wu Ci lowered his head and walked down the street with a serious face.

Both the landlord and the school have asked, but if there is no news, where else can I ask?

Only then did Wu Ci suddenly realize that he hardly knew any of Xue Ya's friends, let alone who he could turn to when he said something like this.

He was completely panicked, he had no clue, no countermeasures, he could only do this and wait, there was no other way.

In spring in Beijing, there are catkins floating in the air, which at first glance might be thought to be snow.

"Wu Ci." At the gate of Chunhui Middle School, Wu Ci, who was walking out after school, was stopped by a familiar voice.

When he turned his head, it was Xue Ya, standing by the gate and looking at him, with a faint smile on his face, amidst the willow catkins all over the sky and the gauze-like spring light, it looked like a painting that had been lost for a long time.

"You came back?! When did you come back? What happened during this period? Why didn't you write to me?" Wu Ci rushed to Xue Ya and asked eagerly.

But Xue Ya didn't answer him, but took out his pocket watch to check the time, "Let's find a place to sit down and talk, it's a long story."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards a teahouse not far away.

Wu Ci followed behind and dared not speak, he looked different today, the uneasiness of waiting that had just disappeared in Wu Ci's heart returned, and it was heavier than before.