Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Too many things squeeze into your head, singing and not talking, just looking at the ceiling.

“If you need me, I can do it for you for a while. There are Xiao family members out there. Those people don't dare to make small moves on the bright side for now, but after all, when Xiao family members don't have a last name, they can't hold back the people below for a long time, or it's up to you.” Xiao Luno said: “I know it's hard for you to accept this right now, but read, because of your parents' accident, everything has moved to this point, now say, and in a few days, it's the same result, you need to be strong early, remember to hide and cry when you want to cry, don't be seen by those people. ”

When the song took a deep breath, his mouth trembled as he breathed, his hands slowly pinched into fists, finally speaking, but his voice was mute like there was countless gravel inside.

“My grandfather... got it? ”

“It is unclear whether Professor Yang knew what was happening on the American side, but he was after all your mother's father, and by the time you got the news, I assumed he knew.” Xiao Luno looked at her: “But his lab shouldn't be able to spare time right away, no more grief, I will call to contact him and arrange him to come to the United States as soon as possible. ”

I suddenly turned to the song and said: “I want to call my grandfather...”

She suddenly thought about it, thinking about talking to Grandpa. Since childhood, when Grandpa and Grandpa weren't around, she had only Grandpa. Now that something happened to Mom, Grandpa couldn't get here right away. One of her young people was excited to sleep. What about Grandpa?

Seeing her red and urgent look, Xiao Luno picked up her cell phone beside her bed and looked at her and said: "Your phone card doesn't have a transnational phone business, it shouldn't work now, use my phone? ”

Nod your head when you read a song.

When she picked up Xiao Luno's phone call, she sucked her nose and said, "Can you take my phone card for the function you were talking about? And get me another card that works on the American side, will you? ”

“Okay, I'll take care of it.” Shoda walked over and picked up her phone and read it from time to time. After watching it in her hand, she was laughing at it. Only a girl really liked this pink and white phone. It was really fucked up, but when she thought about what was going on at home, she didn't dare to really laugh, touched her nose, looked at Xiao Luno by the hospital bed, and read the song when she looked at it. She felt like she was standing here as if something was in the way, so she simply took her phone and left.

I called Grandpa when I was reading the song, and Grandpa knew that there was one last project in the lab to complete today. He had to be in the lab, he couldn't walk away, and he had to leave at the earliest tonight.

She held her cell phone, hid in the separate bathroom of the ward, sat on the toilet and called Grandpa to cry. She cried for a long time. Finally, Grandpa muted and told her: Read, it is time for you to grow up.

Singing hung up the phone, sitting in the bathroom, holding the phone to continue crying, crying enough, crying tired, until Xiao Luno came knocking on the door, she got up and walked out.

Then she went to the morgue and went to see Mom for the last time.

Then he walked out silently, standing outside the morgue, feeling the cold air around him, staring silently out the window opposite him.

She couldn't even take the time to think about anything other than her parents, the time home, the hospital, she got the news last night, she flew over directly at night, and by the time she got to this hospital, it was already domestic afternoon time, but on the American side, it was the second half of the night, then she was in a coma, woke up, and then came to the morgue, tormented the whole day.

Now it's getting dark again, the company's people actually came directly to see Vice President Yang, assuming that he came to see the last look, then see how the injuries of Shi Dong were, then surrounded outside her father's ward, whispered about what the company will do later, said that Shi Dong's legs are broken, presumably he won't last long to leave the office.

She came out of the hallway of the morgue, walked outside her father's ward, stood at the end of the hallway, and looked at the phony directors, supervisors, and so-called collaborators in the company of those times, a phony face.

It turns out that in front of the life just passed away, they would not even consider going to grief, even stingy to shed a sincere tear. When they heard that Yang Zhenzhen died, it was not this familiar person who actually died. It was not sad, but how to replace this vice president's position, how to wait until the chairman leaves office to get the chairman's position, how to compete for equity.

These topics, which are totally unfamiliar to contemporary singing, she never thought that one day she would stand here alone, looking directly at the cold blood and reality of the partners these parents have been working with for years.

She was standing there, silent with those people.

Now my uncle and her uncles aren't here, she doesn't usually come to America, she doesn't go to the company very often, so the executives in these companies don't know her.

She also continued to stand there and watch them speak, listening to them whisper.

Even if any of the directors noticed something and raised their eyes and looked in her direction, they saw a young, pale little girl, thinking that the patient in any ward in the hospital, withdrew their gaze and continued their conversation.

Today, when she cried to Grandpa on the phone, Grandpa asked her: "Read, do you want to continue your medical studies? You are almost senior year. If you stay a few more years, find a good place to intern, you will be an official doctor. ”

The answer is, she wants to, she wants to go on.

But how does she proceed?

As if overnight, everyone was rushing her to grow up. If she didn't grow up, the heart and soul of her parents who came to start a business a few years ago would be completely paid off. Mother knew she was seriously ill, but she was still on her post every day. She was busy with the business of the company every day, and she didn't idle for a moment. Shida Group was the heart and soul of both Father and Mother.

Even though she doesn't know anything about this field, can she watch her parents work their whole lives and be taken away by others?

These are the ones who can't even shed a tear.

Do they have to take it away?

Turn around and look out the window at the stars.

It's 10: 00 AM ET.

On the other side of the globe, at 10: 00 a.m., everything began to be busy, just days away from the new Spring Festival, days away from her birthday, days away.

She looked down at the windowsill, lifted her hands, and placed her fingers on the cold marble windowsill, tapping slightly, lightly, as if the heart beat frequently.