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"The court means to communicate with the school first. I don't think so. As for the specific reason, it'll be up to you. "

Zhou Qingyun seemed to sigh for me. She patted my shoulder, but there was no reproach in her tone. Instead, she encouraged me.

I nodded and went back to the classroom, upset.

My mother, I cannot express my feelings and our relationship with love and hate.

She gave birth to me to raise me, wanted me to walk her path, abandoned me.

How could this be a simple dispute?

Last year when Yin Yijie was in danger at the hospital, it seemed like it was because of her.

Yin Yijie, what is Yin Yijie? What does it mean to me?]

He loved me dearly and doted on me, and in less than two years time, he made up for the doting I hadn't received in more than ten years.

He gave me a home, and even if I didn't come, I would still be able to stay in peace.

Now, we just so happened to be a little bit stronger. My mother actually wanted to pull me away from Yin Yijie.

Heh, love and hate, I can't figure it out.

He was not in the mood to eat, and his lunch was not tasty.

After eating a bowl with great difficulty, he vomited half of it. He was so disgusted that he was about to die.

I wanted to call Yin Yijie and ask his opinion.

I could hear something strange from Zhou Qingyun's words; how could I not think about it?

I really don't understand. An orphan like me can't get peace, and it's abnormal not to have an accident after a while.

Maybe I understand.

Ah, this must be related to Yin Yijie.

Could that be the meaning of Yin Yijie's words? I don't think so.

He dotes on me and is extremely careful.

So, do I have to find out for myself?

I don't think so.

I can't afford to offend people who are in contact with Yin Yijie; I can't afford to offend people who are related to my mother, such as that man. I can't afford to offend people who are related to my father.

I can only crouch in the last corner, seeking a moment's peace.

Is my last corner really going to be demolished?

Yin Yijie, will he care about me?

I don't know.

If I ate too little before, Yin Yijie would definitely call me immediately and ask me to eat until I was full.

And now, no!

I have to face everything by myself.

He was busy in his own world, unable to get along.

As for me, I tried to ignore my negative thoughts.

Only looking at the sun and not looking at the shadows, would this kind of life be easier?

Gardenia blooming, simple, beautiful.

In his corner, a faint fragrance wafted in the air.

The peonies were on, and there were always people around, occasionally taking pictures with cameras.

I walked away in silence.

I, who had nothing to do with these things, might not have anything to do with it in the future.

But, the flowers will still bloom, sad, useless.

What I want is to continue to grow, wait for my own season, and then quietly bloom.

Gardenia blooming very quiet, visitors, it can not be.

I, maybe, should ask him for a lesson or two.

Calming down, he ate two pieces of chocolate and felt much better.

The chocolate was packed for me by Yin Yijie. As I ate, it felt like I could taste it. I felt even better.

No matter how the world changes, taking care of yourself is an immutable truth.

Hmm.

The second afternoon class ended and the phone rang. The other party claimed to be from the court.

"Right."

My heart chilled as I replied indifferently.

I didn't feel that he meant well, and I didn't feel that I needed to be warm.

"Hello, I wonder how you are getting along with your guardian? Your mother is back. Would you like to live with her again? "

The judge's uncle was in a good mood, his tone was stiff and awkward.

I, ah, know quite a lot. I know that the courts have criminal and civil courts, and that judges, lawyers, and ordinary staff are divided among them.

He didn't know who this person was nor did he have any interest in him.

I thought about it, and then I said:

"Without my choice in this matter, I naturally wouldn't resist to the point of death. If there are any results, just let me know as soon as possible. "

I'm not a chaste girl, and I'm not a stubborn one.

It's good to be patient, sometimes. As long as I have the chance, I will continue to work hard.

Only by living would one be able to live a better life.

With my mother, she wouldn't have forced me into a corner.

Uncle Judge gave me an explanation. I didn't hear anything for a long time.

I don't have to hear anything.

Yes, I am not related to my guardian, so I will leave eventually.

In the end, his mother had to admit it, so I had to accept the arrangements.

Isn't this nonsense?

I am a person who doesn't have much feelings. I don't hate my mother, but I don't have much love.

Although Yin Yijie is not related to me, after a year and a half of interaction, I feel that he is not close to me, so I can't be too particular about him sometimes.

However, his mood had always been rather bad.

He kept his head down and continued to do his homework, chasing his mother, Yin Yijie, his guardian and the court out.

It is not wise to read when you are in a bad mood.

Although the accuracy of my homework may not be high, but I am already familiar with it. However, I will write it down. Naturally, it is a good choice.

After school, Song University was waiting for the door to open. The handsome young man had a gaze that was as warm as a brother's gaze.

Quietly taking my schoolbag, he saw that my expression wasn't good, so he didn't say much and just opened the door for me to get in.

His eyes were somewhat dry.

However, a person who has no interest in paying for work can be so considerate. Should I be happy or sad?

"Miss Mo, Young Master Yu is at the hotel. Could you please come over?"

At the crossroads, Song University asked me this question.

Go?

Why not?

I don't have many choices, and my choices are often useless.

Therefore, I often accept other people's arrangement.

Between dying and not wanting to live, I chose to live a humble life, trying to make myself as comfortable as possible.

It had been a long time since he had gone out and visited that hotel.

My life was so comfortable that I almost forgot that the one who brought food to my house has changed to another restaurant, not this high-end hotel.

Oh, that's right. It's easier to forget something when a person is happy.

I don't ask for much from these things. If you have a meal and a cup of hot tea while living under someone else's roof, what else can you ask for?

I parked in the basement parking lot, and Song University put my backpack in the trunk and locked it.

"Give me the book."

I like using books now, I can learn to relax, I can kill time and...

The atmosphere in the hotel today was rather weird. On one hand, it was bustling with excitement; on the other hand, it seemed to be on alert and nervous.

Just by standing in the parking lot, one could smell the strange smell of gunpowder.

The parking lot wasn't too big, and there were more people than usual, groups of three or five whispering and peeking at each other. No one knew who was studying who.

I secretly looked around, my eyes bright to have this advantage, even in the dark can see clearly.

However, the situation was not optimistic.

There seemed to be people in plain clothes, security guards, and my father. There were even people from the underworld that I met at the beach last time.

Uh, what a great battle!

I took the schoolbag and took out the book. On the way, I took out the two knives.

The Swiss Army knife is more practical and I use it more often; I usually carry the switchblade too, used to it, but I don't usually take it out.

Today's atmosphere made me feel a little nervous, but also some bloodthirsty passion.

As if back to the two slashes, the dazzling Golden Lizard had bitten into the bodies of the two valiant men …

"Miss Mo, let's go this way."

Song University had been here for a long time and was familiar with everything.

I followed her, ignoring the myriad of men and women and their strange looks.

It was as if anyone appearing here would be able to catch the attention of everyone present.

I suddenly saw a familiar figure: him!

Ha, this incomparably deformed and crazy world, it was truly amazing!

He had just found out that his mother was hiding somewhere; his father had also come here to butt in.

How dare he be here, my alma mater!

Why didn't you just kill me with a thunderclap!

What did it mean for him to appear here?

Today, is this a Hongmen Banquet?

Was it for me?

Oh, of course not.

I wouldn't be so narcissistic as to think someone would want to fight so hard for a pawn.

Who else, then, but me? I don't know.

How would I know?

I bit my lip and looked again. His back was so familiar, after all, he was my father!

Song University looked back, and I followed closely.

Sweat also seemed to be dripping down his forehead. His nerves were tense, and he no longer called out my name. It was as if he had also noticed something.

Hah, interesting, my good father, for you to bring me into such a state of excitement is more than just a passion!

There were only two of us in the elevator.

Song University immediately made a call:

"It's me …" "Ah!?" "Oh …"

His face was extremely ugly as he looked at me …

There was not much time to explain to him why I knew about the elevator on the fourth floor.

The elevator doors opened and the familiar lobby manager politely smiled at me and said,

"Follow me, I'll explain it to you later. Little Song, we're looking for you up ahead. "

University Song nodded at me and ran away.

Run...

Walking here actually required him to run away in a hurry. It seemed that it was getting more and more interesting.

The lobby manager led me around a corner, away from the crowd, and into a nearby room.

My blood is boiling. Chicken jelly!

"Miss Mo, Yin and Young Master Yu are upstairs." You stay here for a while. When the time comes, we will immediately come to take you away. Today, the situation in the hotel is quite special, so you shouldn't go out. "

The lobby manager spoke in a hurry. His face did not look good and he was extremely nervous.

I figured the sky was going to fall.

Strangely, the sky was going to fall down on such a huge matter, so why wasn't there anyone predicting it?

What was the weather station doing?

What did the Seismological Bureau do?

And what about the economic climate monitoring center?

I nodded, obedient, but really skeptical.

I, remember the court earlier, and here, did not see Yin Yijie, nor did I see the jade pot ice, but biased against my father.

Suddenly, he felt some fear.

I thought about it for a long time, looking and thinking.

It was a small office, with a desk, a boss's chair, and two single chairs across from it. It was a cabinet with two pots of flowers.

It was simple and neat. There was a phone on the table, and a phone bill was pressed against the glass. It was the internal phone bill of the hotel.

I sat down at the table with the book in my arms.

A waitress, who I knew well, brought me a lot of food and drinks.

"Miss Mo might have to wait for some time. There are a few important guests at the hotel, so it's a bit chaotic."

Oh, me, nod.

A few extremely important guests would probably not be my father.

His father had acted like a scoundrel just now, clearly still in the midst of escaping.

Once in a while, important guests from the city would come to some place to be under martial law, but I didn't expect to bump into the hotel where they were staying.

Now that I think about it, I even suspect, what does jade pot ice mean?

"If you're tired, take a rest. If you need anything, just make a phone call."

The waitress left after saying that.

The people today were all solemn and courteous. The tense atmosphere was even more depressing than before the storm.

I looked at the table full of six dishes and two soups, four servings of rice and noodles.

It didn't even taste good at noon.

I myself suspected that, except in exceptional circumstances, it was usually a matter of eating and sleeping well.

I still have matters to attend to later. Naturally, I cannot treat myself unfairly.

The food tasted quite good. It was not only better than the dishes given by ordinary restaurants, but also a bit better than the dishes he had cooked himself.

After eating and drinking until I was full, I carefully moved to the top of the cabinet and started thinking about the paper money.

Looking at the phone, I wanted to be both right and wrong.

Looking at the phone bill, I'll call Yin Yijie's office first.

The phone number was very strange, it was all four digits, Yin Yijie's office, I remember it was the general manager's office.

Then, I can...

After thinking for a while, he decided to give up.

As for Yin Yijie, I was presumptuous enough to disturb him.

My lord, men sometimes have things to do, and I must be sensible.