"Xiaoman, didn't you say you wanted to go? Now that the time is almost up, why are you still dawdling?"
Yes, it was she who said she wanted to go on a blind date, but this was just another use of others.
"Mom..." Qin Xiaoman raised his head and asked with some embarrassment, "I can't talk on the phone now, okay?"
The patient mother walked into the house and picked up the clothes from the bed.
"Change quickly! Everyone is probably here!"
"But...I'm a little nervous, and I'm afraid that people's trip will be in vain!"
"Xiao Man, just go out and meet a new friend! Mom and Aunt Xiao just wanted you to get to know each other. If you stay bored in the house all day, you will get sick from boredom!"
Ning Yabei didn't let out a breath until she sent her neatly dressed daughter out of the door.
It has been a whole month. Faced with a child who locks herself in a room every day, what mother in the world can't be anxious?
And, most importantly, she works at home.
She can just send and receive emails in front of the computer, and even the royalties are paid directly into her bank account!
Ning Yabei has often thought recently that maybe a thousand people will have a thousand different attitudes toward love.
Just like her back then, even if she was hit with a bloody head, she still pursued the man without hesitation; but her daughter would rather be suffocated to death than take a step forward.
Her daughter, whom she had always thought she didn't need to worry about the least, has now become the person she worries about the most.
Just as I was thinking about it, there was another knock on the door.
Yan Zisong stood at the door with his hands full of things.
"Xiaoman, you're not at home."
Ning Yabei didn't know why, but now every time she saw this child, even she felt a little sorry.
Yan Zisong raised his eyebrows, which was obviously beyond his expectation. But then, he was still let into the room.
He put two reusable bags in his hands on the table, "Auntie, these are the gastrodia elata brought back by a friend from Guizhou, as well as ginseng lozenges and deep-sea fish oil brought back from abroad."
Looking at another table full of things, Ning Yabei felt a little worried.
"The things you brought last time are still here. Every time you bring so many things, your house will become a supermarket."
Yan Zisong smiled weakly, "You are busy, Auntie, I will go back first."
Between the two situations of someone being at home but refusing to see him, or not being at home at all, he would tend to prefer the latter.
At least it would be good for her to go out and relax.
"Yan Zisong!"
The man who was about to turn around and walk out of the door couldn't help but turn around in slight surprise when he heard this.
"Come here and sit down. I have something to tell you." Ning Yabei pointed to the sofa opposite.
"You come here every now and then, and she doesn't recognize you. Don't you feel tired?"
Ning Yabei sighed. She really couldn't bear to say anything about her own daughter, but other people's children were raised by their own parents, and she finally couldn't stand it anymore.
"Auntie," Yan Zisong smiled slightly, "I'm not a fool. She doesn't know me. She doesn't want to pay attention to me!"
"Have you ever thought that it might be better for everyone if we break up like this? After all, you two shouldn't be together."
Ning Yabei looked faintly at the face of the young man in front of her, but found a weak bitter smile.
"Auntie, I didn't think about it at the beginning, but I couldn't do it! I fell in love, but I couldn't help it." He said in a very soft voice, but his eyes were looking at the family photo placed on the cupboard in the corner.