"Oh, I just met an acquaintance and chatted for a while, but unexpectedly I forgot the time."
I didn't expect that she could lie so smoothly without blinking her eyes. Liang Yimo also admired herself very much.
"Well, I'm going to cook." Cao Qinmo walked out of the kitchen, her arms trembling all the way. Only she knew that the unobstructed red hickey on her daughter's neck was a scar in her eyes, and it hurt.
Her eyes were filled with tears and distress.
With a 'bang' sound, she closed the kitchen door and turned on the faucet to cover up her crying.
She hated her body even more. Not only could it not bring her daughter anything, but it was always dragging her down. She just wanted to be a mother who could protect her daughter.
This meal was not very pleasant. Mother and daughter spoke very little and were much more silent than usual. Some things were slowly changing.
After dinner, Liang Yimo actively put away the dishes and went to the kitchen. Cao Qinmo did not stop him, turned around and entered his room and closed the door.
After Liang Yimo finished scrubbing, she dragged her tired body into the bathroom and turned on the faucet, rinsing her body vigorously. She rubbed hard but she couldn't wash away the marks Ye Chen left on him, and even the smell of him lingered in the air.
The breath of it cannot be wiped away or washed away.
When Liang Yimo woke up, his eyes were red and swollen, and his head hurt. The morning sun had already risen high. When he saw the time, it was past 10 o'clock in the morning, but his mother had gone out early in the morning. I remembered that she said she would go out to look for her yesterday.
After work, Liang Yimo sobered up a lot, put on his shoes and was about to go find her, but his mother came back.
She looked tired, but there was a smile in her eyes.
Must have found a job!
It's just that she doesn't want her to work so hard.
"Mom!" Liang Yimo stepped forward, "Where have you been?"
"I'm going to find a job!"
"Mom, I don't want you to work so hard. Your health is not good. What if something unexpected happens? I still have money here, enough to treat you. When I graduate and find a serious job, we will have a source of income.
!”
"Where did you get the money?"
Liang Yimo took a breath, and after he calmed down, he calmly said to her, "Mom, believe me, this money is all earned by me. We will definitely be able to survive. Don't look for a job. If it doesn't work, there will be
Aunt Feng, if we go find her, she will definitely help us..."
Cao Qinmo shook off Liang Yimo's hand and interrupted her sternly, "How can I support it? Let my daughter go out and be abused, or find someone else. Xiaomo, don't you understand that you can't rely on others, why don't you rely on your own efforts? Is it possible that these days?
Aren’t the lessons learned over the years not enough?”
"Mom, Aunt Feng is different, she is your best friend!" Liang Yimo has already made up his mind. If he really can't resist, he will go to Aunt Feng or Tang Yixiu directly. I believe they will not ignore it.
Cao Qinmo sat on the chair with a bad expression. He picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip. A sharp pain came from his heart. Liang Yimo was frightened and quickly stepped forward to help her, "Mom, what's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable? Do you want it?
Go to the hospital?"
Cao Qinmo waved his hand and frowned, "It's okay."
Liang Yimo pulled Cao Qinmo firmly, "Mom, let's go to the hospital and check it out carefully."
She is very scared, and now she desperately wants to know her mother's condition. She is afraid, what if...
She didn't dare to think about it, really didn't dare to think about it.
"Mom, I listen to you. You can find a job if you want, but you must go to the hospital with me to have a re-examination." She was really worried, afraid that her mother was hiding something from her.
Cao Qinmo glanced at her anxious daughter, and finally sighed, "I will go to Ah Feng and she will try her best to help, but Xiao Mo, have you ever thought about it, do we really have to rely on others for the rest of our lives? Ah Feng looks good now, she
We didn’t come through it step by step at that time. We are always who we are and we always have to rely on ourselves!”
The final result was that Liang Yimo accompanied Cao Qinmo to the hospital for a re-examination. Although she knew the results, she still couldn't bear it when she heard the doctor talk about her recent condition.
Reality, why must it be so cruel? Is there really no fairness in this world?
Why, the experiences of good people are more cruel than those of bad people.
Cao Qinmo found a job as a tutor. According to her, she was teaching a four-year-old boy to learn to play the piano. It only took four hours a day and she could earn two thousand yuan, which was very good.
Liang Yimo has never doubted his mother's piano playing skills. Only those who know piano will understand that her music has the soul of music, just like a lifeless stone, which becomes spiritual after giving it a soul.
And Liang Yimo returned to school, feeling like he hadn't seen him for a long time.
There is no such charming figure in the school who always accompanies her.
Zheng Ying'er wants to pursue her own happiness, and Liang Yimo feels happy for her. At least she is so brave and has no hesitation.
Everything seemed to have returned to its original point. Liang Yimo returned to his original schedule, going home after class, eating alone, listening to lectures, taking notes, and sitting in the library reading alone. Over time, he seemed to be used to this.
At noon, after reading a book from the library, Liang Yimo borrowed some materials and walked to his classroom on his own.
There was a finance class this afternoon. I thought I would see the exterminated master, but instead I found an elegant man over forty years old who came in, standing on the podium and giving a lecture in a lively manner.
"Hey!" Someone next to her poked her. It was a girl who looked familiar, but couldn't call her by name. The girl said quietly to her, "Do you remember that Mrs. Jiejie? She was the one who caused trouble for you when you bought i last semester.
Well, I was suspended from school for some reason at the end of last semester. It was said that I had some kind of mental problem. I think retribution is coming, so I can take it out on you."
The title of Master Jue was passed down from the mouths of the senior students and seniors of the previous class, and the senior students and seniors learned about it from the mouths of the senior students and seniors of their previous class. It was passed down from class to class in this way.
I don’t know who called him first, which shows that this teacher has many enemies in the school.
It was just a joke, but Liang Yimo didn't take it to heart. The female classmate didn't feel embarrassed because of her coldness and didn't take it to heart. Instead, she turned around and started teasing other students. She was obviously used to her coldness.
In the class, the new teacher's language was very interesting, which attracted many classmates' teasing. The class was very relaxing. Not only did he hear the essence, but he was also in a good mood. Not only Liang Yimo, everyone was laughing and walking out in groups while waiting for the end of get out of class. classroom.
I don't know who it was, but seeing Liang Yimo alone, he started a provocation.
"Liang Yimo, what about your little follower? He's already gone abroad. Did he run away because he couldn't stand your aloofness?"
"That's right. She stole her boyfriend. You know, Mr. He, Zheng Ying'er is so matched with her, and she insists on getting in on it. I think only a fool like Zheng Ying'er would follow her behind. It should hurt now.
Yes, but both of them have gone abroad, and they won’t take her there, so it’s hopeless.”
"Oh, I just don't understand why Zheng Ying'er is in such good conditions and follows her around every day."
"That's right. It only shows that our Miss Zheng is not a kind person."
"..."
Liang Yimo often heard sarcastic words, and she often faced those sarcastic remarks, which made things worse. No matter where she was, slanderous remarks were always inevitable.
Liang Yimo organized the notes he had taken in class, glanced at the girl with the louder voice, and walked out of the classroom without looking back.