Seeing her reaction, Mu Qian laughed and said, "Don't be nervous. It's not like losing contact. It's just that he is probably in a bad mood and unwilling to pay attention to anyone. He is too lazy to reply to anyone who asks for him, including Aunt Ruan."
Hearing this, Qianxing couldn't help but look sideways.
Mu Qian said: "You think it's too much, don't you? The relationship between mother and son has always been the best. Brother Xiaobei was afraid that Aunt Ruan would be wronged, but now he doesn't even reply to her news. Isn't this situation very worrying?
?”
Qianxing looked away and said calmly: "Maybe he is just busy and has no time to contact aunt."
Mu Qian stared at her for a while, then smiled and said, "If you say so, then so be it. After all, you know more about mother and son than I do. In this regard, you are authoritative."
Qianxing couldn't help but glared at her again, lowered her head and continued washing the dishes.
Mu Qian has always been cunning and scheming, and what she said was half-truth and half-lie. For a while, Qianxing couldn't tell whether she was making up stories to tease her.
Admittedly, according to Huo Jinbei's usual style, it was impossible for him to ignore Ruan Yin's news.
But Qianxing still remembered what Huo Jinbei said.
He said that he would also be disappointed, tired, and give up.
And during the two days she was in the hospital, his indifferent and distant attitude confirmed what he said.
If he was really discouraged because of her, Qianxing really didn't know how he would react.
After all, she knew very little about him except that he was so outstanding that everyone noticed him.
Mu Qian stood next to Qianxing, watching her rub the long-washed bowl in her hand again and again, and was actually very interested in watching her.
When Qianxing finally came to her senses and turned to look at her, Mu Qian had been looking at her for who knows how long.
Qianxing suddenly turned cold, stretched out her hand to turn on the faucet, turned around and left.
Mu Qian didn't stop her and let her go out, wandering in the corridor by herself.
When Qianxing returned to the ward, she saw Huo Jinxi sitting next to the hospital bed talking to Song Qingyuan.
She was too lazy to watch and listen more. After wiping her hands, she quickly walked out again.
Mu Qian was on the phone in the corridor.
"...Well, don't worry, she's fine. She's back with her father. In the past, the old man was always so angry with her that he vomited blood. This time, the two of them calmed down their tempers and actually got along peacefully. So, you don't have to worry.
.”
Hearing Mu Qian's tone of voice, Qianxing instantly guessed who was on the other end of the phone.
Ever since she broke off her relationship with Huo Jinbei at Bincheng Hospital, whenever Ruan Yin called her and sent her messages, she would always avoid them whenever possible, and this is still the case now.
When Qianxing turned around and wanted to hide in the ward again, Mu Qian turned around and saw her, and suddenly called her: "Qianxing!"
Qianxing couldn't help but pause, and when she turned around with difficulty, she heard Mu Qian say to the person on the phone: "Aunt Ruan, she's here, just tell her."
The next moment, Mu Qian handed the phone to Qianxing.
Qianxing stared at the phone for a long time, then finally reached out stiffly to take it, mechanically put the phone to her ear and answered.
Ruan Yin's sighing voice immediately came from the other end of the phone: "You, why didn't you tell me when you went back to your father? Is this an important secret? Can't you tell me? The phone can't be connected, the message
Don’t reply either, you know this will make people worried, right?”
Qianxing listened quietly, lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Mu Qian had seen her with thorns sticking out all over her body. Now when he saw her like this, he felt strange and watched with even more interest.
Ruan Yin said again: "The phone is in your hand, and you don't want to talk, right? Well, why don't you just hang up the phone to save me from wasting my saliva."
After Qianxing heard this, his head lowered even lower, but he still didn't speak.
After a while, Ruan Yin sighed again and said again: "Okay, okay, I didn't blame you, and I didn't mean to be angry with you. There has been no news from you, and I am worried. Now I know that you are with your father.
, I'm relieved. Don't be unhappy. Come back to Tongcheng to see me when you have time. I've recently learned two new dishes, and you can help me taste them. I'll cook them for Xiaobei later...
"
Speaking of this, Ruan Yin's voice suddenly dropped.
In an instant, the guilt in Qianxing's heart reached a thousand pounds, weighing her down so much that she couldn't breathe.
She still couldn't speak, but Ruan Yin couldn't help it, so she spoke first: "Did you and Xiaobei have a fight?"
Hearing her question, Qianxing knew that Huo Jinbei probably really didn't have much contact with her, and even if he did, he probably didn't talk in detail about what happened between them.
That's why Ruan Yin is so worried.
After pondering for a long time, Qianxing finally said: "Auntie, Huo Jinbei and I... didn't quarrel or get into trouble... it's just that I made some things clear to him."
On the other end of the phone, Ruan Yin was suddenly silent for a moment.
Once he opened his mouth, Qianxing seemed to let go. After exhaling a breath, he said: "He used to be obsessed and confused, but now he should gradually wake up. Don't worry, he will become your old self again soon."
That good son."
Ruan Yin remained silent.
The relationship between the two people seemed to be reversed. This time, it was Qianxing who continued to speak: "Do you blame me?"
After a long time, Ruan Yin laughed softly and whispered: "Why do I blame you? Is it because you don't like my son? Who can be blamed for this kind of thing?"
Qianxing pursed her lips.
"Forget it, maybe you really have no fate and can't force it." Ruan Yin said, "But you don't have to stop replying to my message just because of this. You and Xiaobei have no fate, and we can continue to be friends.
Isn’t it?”
Qianxing reluctantly gave a low response.
Ruan Yin laughed again. After laughing, she sighed uncontrollably, and then said slowly: "Qianxing, tell me, my son is actually not that bad, right?"
Qianxing suddenly froze.
Mu Qian stood in front of her. At that moment, Mu Qian clearly saw that Qianxing's eyes turned red——
But she didn't seem to notice it. If she had noticed it, she would have avoided Mu Qian's sight long ago.
She just stood there quietly, holding her phone, unable to answer a word.
After a while, Qianxing suddenly hung up the phone and handed the phone back to Mu Qian.
Mu Qian took the phone and glanced at her again as if inadvertently, and then said: "It seems that Brother Xiaobei really has no hope, right?"
Qianxing just looked down at the ground and stared at his toes.
"It's okay." Mu Qian reached out and patted her shoulder, "If you don't like it, just don't like it. There's no crime if you like it, and there's even less guilt if you don't like it. Life is yours, just be happy."