She was about to be discharged from the hospital, but the thought of her daughter being alone outside made her anxious. The more anxious she was, the more the hospital would not let her go out.
"Mom, let's not talk about what happened in the past. No one dares to bully us now. I am doing well outside. Didn't you see that you were discharged from the hospital at the weekend? I am no longer the one who only cried when I was bullied when I was a child.
I’m a little kid, if anyone bullies me now, I’ll pay him back twice as much.”
When she said this to her mother in the hospital, she was in a daze. After coming out of the hospital, she lost her composure, so she broke into the staff restaurant and wanted to hit Wen Jian.
At this time, sitting on the subway, my face felt hot and painful.
The phone kept ringing, with calls from Zhuo Yu'an, Lin Zhiqian, and Zhou Ming, but she ignored it. The subway roared through tunnel after tunnel, because it was afternoon and there were not many people.
.
"Sister, here you go." A little girl next to her handed her a tissue.
She looked blankly at the little girl, who was sitting next to her, and sitting on the other side was probably her mother.
"Sister, don't cry." The little girl handed the tissue forward a little more.
Only then did Shu Tinglan realize that there were a few people sitting sparsely in the carriage, all looking at her. It was probably because she had cried so hard just now that she didn't realize it.
"Thank you." She took the tissue from the little girl and wiped her face. Her face hurt even more, and her tears fell again.
The little girl’s mother is a very gentle person and asked her gently
"Do you want to go to the hospital? I'll go with you."
The tip of Shu Tinglan's nose became sore again. It was as if the kindness from a stranger touched the grievance deep in her heart. She couldn't help but shed tears again. She quickly turned around to wipe her tears, not wanting to lose her composure again.
"Sister, if you don't cry, I'll blow it for you." The little girl is only four years old, cute and innocent. She thinks that as long as she blows her sister, she won't cry if she doesn't feel pain.
"If you want to cry, just let your sister cry. After you cry, everything will be fine." The girl's mother did not persuade Shu Tinglan, but gently explained to the little girl beside her.
Shu Tinglan actually didn't want to cry anymore, but her eyes were so hot that they hurt.
"Thanks."
"It doesn't matter, people will always encounter obstacles, just get over them and it will be fine."
Shu Tinglan realized belatedly that the little girl and her mother had purposely accompanied her on the subway. The passengers in the carriage had already changed one after another, but their mother and daughter had not gotten off the train and had been sitting on her
I stayed with her, maybe because she looked so miserable and I was afraid that she would commit suicide, so I stayed with her all the time.
Very kind and beautiful.
The sad things I encountered throughout the day seemed to be cured.
"Sister, would you like to treat you to a cake?"
When we arrived at the subway station where she lived, there was a dessert shop in a shopping mall at the subway exit. The cakes were delicious.
The girl and her mother readily agreed, and accompanied her out of the subway, and ate a piece of cake at the dessert shop together. The little girl was very cute, with a very sweet mouth. She kept calling her sister, and her eyes smiled like the crescent moon.
Shu Tinglan's heart really didn't hurt anymore.
There is a dirty side to the world, but there is also such a beautiful side. Seeing that Shu Tinglan was well, the girl's mother was completely relieved. She said goodbye to Shu Tinglan tenderly, and then took her child's hand and entered the subway again.
Shu Tinglan was still a little frustrated. Today she lost control in public again and made a scene in front of everyone at Zhuoyuan Technology. She could no longer participate in this project. It seemed that everything had been messed up by herself.