Chapter 168 Qu Wenjing

The helicopter quickly drove away from the club and began to head towards the city. Xia Yao was always lying by the window and looking at the scenery below.

Occasionally, the sound of conversation in the channel could be heard in my ears, and accompanied by a strong current, the voice became somewhat distorted.

Zhou Ye put his chin on her shoulder and looked at the tall buildings outside with her. But before he could look at it for a while, he felt bored again, changed his position and pressed his face on her shoulder.

Xia Yao felt the pressure coming from her shoulders. As soon as she turned her head, she saw a young man leaning against her and basking in the sun.

She felt soft for a moment, but soon she thought that his mother was sitting opposite her now and reached out to let him sit down.

But before I could push the candy on my body, my mother's voice sounded from my headphones.

Aye, sit down and don’t cause trouble.

Xia Yao felt that Zhou Ye seemed a little unhappy. He didn't move immediately, but after pretending that the wind was too strong and he couldn't hear clearly, he finally took his mother's gaze and sat off her shoulder.

Zhou Ye's usual politeness may be taught in this way. He handled even small matters in detail very thoughtfully.

You can't cause trouble or disturb others. You must change your clothes immediately after exercise. You dare not approach her before taking a shower, for fear that she will think he doesn't smell good.

The sensitivity that most of his peers do not have should also be entirely derived from the requirements his family made to him.

Looking at his unhappy but dare not disobey his big boy, Xia Yao suddenly felt that he was a little pity.

It doesn't matter, aunt, he may be a little sleepy.

Xia Yao hurriedly spoke for Zhou Ye. Zhou Ye seemed to have never expected someone to stand on his side at this time, and looked up at Xia Yao.

Qu Wenjing was originally worried that her son would affect her mood when traveling. Seeing that Xia Yao was not feeling uncomfortable, she stopped talking.

Auntie, do you know my mom?

Xia Yao had a conversation with her, and finally asked her what she wanted to ask the most.

We are good friends. When we were in the same project when we were in graduate school, she was the only Chinese in the team. At that time, her roommate moved out and she couldn't find a new house, so I let her move to my house. We were together for more than a year.

After she returned to China, she would send me postcards every holiday. One year I received a message from her that she was pregnant and she was looking forward to this child, but I really didn't expect her to die due to difficult labor...

Xia Yao's heart seemed to have stopped for a while. When she heard her mother's friend say these words, her heart felt like she had been cut by a blade.

Xia Yao’s understanding of her mother all comes from fragmented descriptions of the people around her.

When she was young, her grandmother once told her about her mother's background. When she was young, her parents died in a car accident and lived under someone else's house. Later, she met Xia Jiwei in high school.

They probably started dating in high school and got married after graduating from college.

Xia Jiwei was actually admitted to a very good school that year. The tutor had high expectations for him, but he did not continue to study and even used all the money his family gave him to school for his wife to study abroad for graduate school.

Because of his average family conditions, he even went to find a job by himself and wanted to earn a little more.

Grandma was very dissatisfied with this matter, and for this reason she had not entered her son's house for several years, so she just thought that he had a wife and forgot her own mother.

Later, the woman passed away, and Xia Jiwei had only work left in his mind. Someone introduced him to the daughter of a leader, and he married him casually.

Xia Yao could sense her father's coldness towards her in her early years. This coldness did not gradually decrease until she grew up.

Xia Yao also thought that she would be sent to her grandmother's house. On the one hand, maybe it was because her stepmother didn't want a fourth person in the family, and on the other hand, maybe it was Xia Jiwei who was unwilling to see her at that time.

It was this guilt that made Xia Yao feel full of self-consciousness in her studies. She never needed anyone to supervise her, so she was admitted to a provincial key high school.

But even if she minimized her survival needs, she always felt that her birth was wrong.

Because she came to this world, her mother, who is so outstanding, lost her life. Every time she realizes this, she feels that she shouldn't have appeared.

There was a warm touch on her face, and Xia Yao's eyes were a little hazy, but when she looked sideways, she could still see the people around her stretching out their fingers and gently wipe away the tears hanging on her eyelashes.

After Zhou Ye wiped it lightly with his index finger, he wiped off the tears under her eyes with the finger of his thumb.

If you cry, your eyes will be swollen.

His voice sounded a little helpless. Xia Yao lowered her head, reached out to wipe it on her eyes, and said nothing.

Qu Wenjing patted her shoulder, then pressed her hand on her lowered head and gently touched her a few times.

You know she must love you, and she also looks forward to your birth. What she thought the most at that time must be how to accompany you in the future. The expectations she left for your growth at that time may have been buried in your own heart, supporting you to make choices in the future.

Not only did Xia Yao's tears not stop, but instead began to fall down more and more.

I put away all the photos at home... I couldn't find a single one at my grandma's house, and I didn't dare to go through my dad's house. I wanted to see my mom...

Qu Wenjing couldn't help but bend over and put her head on her chest.

Next time, come to my aunt's house for dinner. There are many photos of your mother studying abroad, so you can take them back, okay?

Um.