When Yang Yaru came back from Qiaoya, she went into the kitchen. George looked so bad. Yan Mei Qiaozhen and Qiaoya were so angry that they didn't have any appetite. She simply cooked a pot of soup on the fire. When someone came down, they could drink a little.
On the so big first floor, there was still a lot of noise in the morning. Now she was alone. She was slowly stirring the soup with a spoon while thinking about Joey.
When you get back to your senses, time has slipped away a lot.
She went upstairs to her bedroom. In the dark room, George was obviously awake and was holding his son looking at his cell phone.
Seeing her coming in, George carefully moved his son aside from his arms and waved to her.
Yang Yaru first went over and opened the curtains. Then she sat down by the bed. Looking at his still ugly face, she whispered, "why don't you sleep any more?"
George frowned and shook his head. "There's so much trouble. How can you sleep?"
Yang Yaru reached out and rubbed his eyebrows. There was a touch of heartache on her face: "shall I give you a bowl of soup just boiled? You're too tired these days. People have lost a circle."
George sighed, stretched out his arm, wrapped Yang Yaru in his arms, absorbed the warmth of the person in his arms, and said in a dumb voice, "no, come and lie with me for a while, let me hold you for a while."
"What's wrong? I'm medicine. Can a hug make you not tired?" Yang Yaru glanced at him and pretended to be speechless, but she still looked at Qiao Xiaosi, who was sleeping soundly, and then lay down beside him.
"Well, you're my medicine," sighed George, holding her in his arms, putting his chin on her head and closing his eyes. "As long as you're by my side, I don't feel tired at all."
Yang Yaru skillfully nestled in his arms. Hearing the speech, she couldn't help laughing, looked up at him and said, "did you learn this from Ji Wei again?"
George slightly raised his eyebrows and said discontentedly, "why? Only Jiwei can say such words? I can't say a few words to such a good wife?"
"Yes, of course." Yang Yaru said in a voice around his waist, just turning her eyes and joking, "it seems that you have graduated from Jiwei's school. In the future, you can be alone."
"Ha ha ~" George reached out and scraped her nose, shook his head and spoiled her, "you, how can you praise other people's husbands so much in front of your husband, but be careful that I'm angry."
"You won't." Yang Yaru rubbed in his arms with a smile. Speaking of Ning Jiwei, she couldn't help thinking about Qiao ya. "Ah Zhi, when I went to see ya'er just now, I said a few words to her, but the effect doesn't seem to be very good."
"Well, I know." George slowly stroked her back with one hand and said, "with ya'er's character, since it takes a lot of time to figure it out, I thought it wasn't so serious... It's all my fault. I didn't pay attention to the situation at home after walking for so many days."
"How can we blame you? We were too careless to guard against it, and even let that person come into the house..." speaking of this, Yang Yaru also gave birth to a trace of chagrin. She only felt that she was too careless to give the enemy a chance to take advantage of it.
"Of course I don't blame you. The enemy is too cunning. I don't know how to fascinate ya'er. He doesn't even listen to us." George frowned and a trace of anger rose in his eyes because of Su Ryan.
Yang Yaru smiled, patted him and said, "I think you're dizzy. Love can't be measured. You don't know. Ya'er is trapped in love."
"But that man is not a good man. Even if he gets deep, he has to have a sense. Does she even care whether the other person is a good person or a bad person because of love?" George was angry and his voice became louder, which made Joe Xiaosi move slightly, and he quickly lowered his voice again.
"This is where ya'er falls into a dead circle. She doesn't want to believe that the other party is a bad person now, so your reason is of no use at all." Yang Yaru frowned and said, "she just asked me what I would do if it happened to me."
"Cut, this girl doesn't know people clearly and doesn't distinguish right from wrong. She thought others were like this."
Yang Yaru said with a smile, "guess what I'm talking about?"
Without hesitation for a second, George blurted out, "you must say you made a quick decision and broke contact with that man."
"Well, my husband really knows me." Yang Yaru nodded, looked up and kissed him on the chin.
Perhaps she has been in business for a long time. What bothers her most is the sunk cost. Once she loses herself, she must make a decision immediately.
George paused and said with a helpless smile, "I thought ya'er would do the same. I didn't say you and Haixi, just say Huanyan and them. None of them would make such a big mistake, but ya'er her..."
"Don't worry," Yang Yaru said softly, "Dad has locked ya'er now. At least she doesn't have a chance to contact Su ri'an again. We just have to wait for her to figure it out. Don't always be so angry with ya'er. The more angry you are, the more she may not want to believe it. Moreover, ya'er has always dared to love and hate, but she just can't figure it out for a moment. Don't tell ya'er these words and don't make her sad again."
George nodded with an "um" and was annoyed by Qiao Ya in the morning. Now that he was angry, he naturally knew that he couldn't say these words to her.
They originally wanted to lie down for a while, but Qiao Xiaosi on one side didn't want to. He had already started shouting at the top of his voice every day.
They looked at each other and sighed at the same time. As soon as Qiao Xiaosi opened his voice, it meant that the warm moment had passed. George reluctantly got up and hugged Qiao Xiaosi and began to coax, while Yang Yaru got up and adjusted his clothes, went down to help Qiao Xiaosi make milk and drink, and helped George fill a bowl of soup by the way.
The morning of Qiao's quarrel finally ended in Qiao Xiaosi's crying, and opened the prelude to being late today.
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At the other end, Jian Haixi and Gu Chenyi rushed to the old city park.
Mo Feng was waiting in a place with dense vegetation. When he saw the two people coming, he whispered: "Su ri'an has been sitting on the front bench since he came here. He should be waiting for Qiao ya."
"Really?" Jian Haixi's eyes fell on the bench in front. Su ri'an sat there quietly with his back straight. It seemed that he was waiting for someone, but he didn't always feel like it.
A complicated light flashed in Jian Haixi's eyes and turned to ask Mo Feng, "it has been at least half an hour since he and Qiaoya made an appointment to come here, until I got the news from you, and then Chen Yi and I came over after dinner. Has he been waiting so quietly? Haven't he called or sent a message?"
"No." Mo Feng shook his head stupidly. He stood here and saw very clearly. Su ri'an always sat there quietly after he had never been there. He didn't even move much, let alone pull out his mobile phone.
Jane Haixi frowned. The blame is here.
If it's a lover's date, one party hasn't arrived for so long, and the other party should at least call and ask. How can you wait here without asking?