"Sangsang, are you okay? Listening to your voice, it sounds like you are unhappy!"
"I'm fine. I drank a lot last night. My throat is a little uncomfortable and my head hurts. So I fell asleep past midnight and can't see you off." Sang Xia sniffed hurriedly and changed the subject.
, "Have you gotten on the plane?"
"Let's board the plane now, the loudspeaker is urging us."
"Then get ready quickly and give me a call when you get there."
"Hmm??????" Xia Yunting on the opposite side seemed to be about to cry, "Sang Sang, I will miss you??????!"
"Silly girl, isn't there a phone? I still have the notebook you left behind. You can also chat online. It's very convenient. But you, you must study hard and don't waste your time just thinking about picking up beautiful men.
"Sang Xia tried her best to pretend to be normal and joked with Xia Yunting.
"Sang Sang?????!" Xia Yunting sighed, and Sang Xia could almost hear her sobbing.
"Yunting, I heard the loudspeaker start calling for boarding again. Come on, don't forget to call me over there. Goodbye!" Sang Xia finished speaking and hung up the phone in a hurry.
The tears accumulated in her eyes fell down her cheeks at this moment. Her only best friend was gone. In the days to come, she would be so lonely. Who should she confide so many inner thoughts to? "Sang Xia?!" Sang Xia
Just as she was about to continue walking, she suddenly heard a voice calling her. When she looked back, she saw a black car parked behind her. The window glass was rolled open, and a familiar face appeared in front of Sangxia.
"Sister Qing?!" Her brain paused for several seconds before Sang Xia remembered that it was Sister Qing, the head of Langqing Nightclub. "Sister Qing, hello!" Sang Xia once caused trouble for her because she broke the contract first.
A little embarrassed.
"Sangxia, where are you going? I'll see you off." Sister Qing said enthusiastically.
"Oh, don't bother Sister Qing. I'm just looking around casually," Sang Xia refused Sister Qing's kindness. However, seeing Sister Qing's eyes glance at the suitcase in her hand from time to time, she
Then he hurriedly explained, "These are the clothes that I haven't had time to pack up when I graduated, and I'm about to move them home." Sister Qing and Xia Yunting's aunt are good friends, and they subconsciously want to hide something.
"Oh??????" Sister Qing smiled, and her insightful gaze fell on her cheek. After staring for a long time, she asked, "Where do you work now?" I heard that the last contract was terminated because of other reasons.
Work to be done.
"Oh, not yet." After leaving the scumbag's house, she was free, but she was also unemployed.
"Are you still going to Langqing?" Sister Qing asked.
"Uh???????Besides." The job of a dancer is very attractive. She can earn half a year's or even a year's salary as an office worker in one night. However, that mixed-race, dye-tank-like place is really not suitable for her.
Such a girl.
"Well, if you want to work here in the future, just come to me. By the way," Sister Qing took out a business card from her bag and handed it to her and said, "Yunting was shocked to go abroad. This is my
If you need my contact information in the future, just call this number."
"Thank you, Sister Qing." Sang Xia took the business card and said thank you respectfully. She had an indescribable feeling towards Sister Qing, she always seemed to be extra enthusiastic and kind to her.
"You're welcome." Sister Qing smiled and said, "Sang Xia, can you give me your phone number?" Seeing that Sang Xia was a little confused, she hurriedly added, "Haha, I don't mean anything, I just think you are very
Cute, I like you very much."
"Oh, of course, thank you Sister Qing for liking Sang Xia." Sang Xia hurriedly told Sister Qing her mobile phone number.
"You really don't need me to give it to you?" Sister Qing put down her cell phone and looked at the box Sangxia was carrying and asked.
"There's really no need. My home is not far away. It's just in front. I won't delay Sister Qing." Sang Xia pointed to the community not far ahead and said.
"Oh, goodbye then. If you have time, I'll treat you to tea." Sister Qing waved to her, closed the car window, and drove away.
Sang Xia watched Sister Qing's car disappear, then slowly walked towards a hotel on the roadside.
Just stay in the hotel for one night, and your body will probably recover tomorrow. It's a small mountain village about fifty kilometers away from the city center.
A luxurious black car drove slowly in front of a simple small courtyard. The car stopped beside the small courtyard. When the door opened, a pair of slender legs were exposed.
At this time, a woman who looked like a peasant woman was coming out of the room when she heard the sound of a car. When she saw the beautiful woman getting out of the car, her eyes lit up, she hurriedly wiped her dirty hands and went to greet her.
"Xiaoqing, are you here????!!?" This voice didn't seem to come from the body of the woman in front of him.
When the voice came out, it was almost too hoarse to be heard. If someone heard this voice at night, they would easily mistake it for a ghost.
Hoarse and dry to a bit ferocious.
The woman's actual age could not be seen, but she did not look young. She was dressed in old-fashioned clothes that peasant women often wore. Her face was haggard and without any luster. There was a scar the size of an egg on her left cheek.
, this scar became increasingly red with the woman's excitement, which was a bit shocking.
It exists so conspicuously, and it seems to be telling something?????? The person coming is none other than Sister Qing.
Sister Qing is wearing a black tight dress and sky-high black shoes on the ground. Because the ground is land and there is no cement pavement, the heels will make a hole. Her long and wavy hair is scattered on her shoulders. Under her exquisite makeup,
It is a beautiful face that captivates people's hearts.
It is hard for others to imagine that such two women from completely different worlds could be the closest people??????"Aman, I seem to have seen her??????!" Sitting in the yard
Sitting on the bamboo chair, Sister Qing said straight to the point, "I wasn't sure before, but today, I really believe it. She seems to be the daughter you have been looking for for twenty years." After saying that, Sister Qing took out her mobile phone and stole it.
Show her a secretly taken photo.
The woman with a haggard face took the valuable mobile phone with trembling hands. Looking at the unclear photo on the mobile phone, tears suddenly blurred her eyes, and some turbid tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Not only does she look more like her, but her voice is more similar. Moreover, she is also an orphan. She was picked up by her current grandmother when she was a child. The information I collected is all true. Aman, this time, I can really confirm that she
She is your daughter." Sister Qing looked at the crying woman and said with certainty.