MTL - The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You-Chapter 881 You are my little love song (Qin Song 157)

Chapter 881 You are my little love song (Qin Song 157)

Too many things squeezed into my head, when I read songs and didn't talk, just looking at the ceiling.

"If you need it, I can stand up for you for a while, and people from Xiao family will come forward. Those people will not dare to make any small moves on the face for the time being, but the family of Xiao is not able to surname after a long time. The following group of people still have to rely on yourself.” Xiao Luye said: “I know that I will tell you this now, you can’t accept it, but I’m thinking, now, because of your parents’ accidents, everything. They have already pushed to this point. Now, say, it’s the same result in a few days. You need to be strong early. When you want to cry, remember to hide and cry, don’t be seen by those people.”

When I read the song, I took a deep breath. When I breathed, my mouth was trembled. The hand slowly squeezed into a fist, and finally spoke, but it was like a squeaky voice with countless gravel in it.

"My grandfather... Did you know?"

"It is not clear whether Professor Yang knows what happened in the United States, but he is the father of your mother after all. When you get the news, I guess he already knows it." Xiao Luye looked at her: "But There should be no way for him to get time out of his lab, and then sadness will not help. I will call him to contact him and arrange him to come to the United States as soon as possible."

When I read the song, I suddenly turned my eyes and said, "I want to call my grandfather..."

She suddenly thought about it, and wanted to talk to her grandfather. When she was young and her father and mother were not around, she only had a grandfather. Now that her mother has a problem, her grandfather can’t catch up immediately. A young man is stimulated to sleep. Just feel good, what about the grandfather?

Seeing her red and worried eyes, Xiao Luye picked up the mobile phone at her bed and looked at it. Then she said, "Your mobile phone card does not have a multinational call service. Now there should be no way to make it. Use me. Call?"

When I read the song, I nodded.

When she took the phone call from Xiao Luye, she sucked her nose and said, "Can you help me with the mobile phone card to do the function that you said? Also, help me prepare a copy of this in the US." Can't you use the card?"

"Well, this is handed over to me." When Xiao Da came over, he would pick up his own mobile phone and pick it up. After playing with it for a while, he still laughed and said that only girls liked it. It’s really a mother’s death, but when I think about the things at home, I don’t dare to really laugh at them. I touched my nose, looked at Xiao Luye at the bedside, and then read the songs. Standing here seems to be a little in the way, just take her cell phone and go.

When I read the song and gave the grandfather a call, my grandfather already knew that there is still a final project in the lab to be completed. He must be in the lab and can't leave. He will not leave until the earliest.

She held her mobile phone and hid in the separate bathroom of the ward. She sat on the toilet and called her grandfather while crying. She cried for a long time. Finally, my grandfather was dumb and told her: I thought it would be time to grow up. .

When I sang a phone call, I sat in the bathroom, holding my mobile phone and continued to cry, crying enough, crying tired, until Xiao Luye came over and knocked on the door, she got up and went out.

Later she went to the morgue and went to see her mother's last look.

Then walked out silently, standing outside the morgue, feeling the cold air around, silently looking out the window.

She couldn’t even take the time to think about anything other than her parents, her family, and the hospital. She got the news last night and flew directly to the night. It’s already the domestic afternoon when I go to the hospital here. On the American side, it was late in the night, then she was in a coma, and then woke up, then came to the morgue and tossed through the day.

Now that the day is dark again, the company’s people have come directly to it. The fake is to look at the last look of Vice President Yang. Let’s take a look at how Dong’s injury is, then surround her dad’s ward and whisper the company. What to do in the future, when Dong’s legs are abolished, it is estimated that he will not be able to resign until long.

When I heard these songs on these topics, she walked out of the passage of the morgue and walked outside her dad's ward. At the end of the corridor, I looked at the group of directors, directors, and executives in the company. The so-called partners, one by one hypocritical face.

In the face of the life that has just passed away, they will not consider to cherish the sorrow, or even drop a drop of sincere tears. When they heard that Yang Zhenzhen was dead, it was not the familiar person who died in his heart. It’s not a sad thing, but how to replace the position of the vice president. How to wait for the position of the chairman when the chairman leaves office, how to compete for equity.

These topics are completely unfamiliar to the songs of the time. She never thought about it. One day, I will stand alone here, and look directly at the cold-bloodedness and reality of the partners that my father and mother have been working with for many years.

She stood there, the silent people.

Now my uncle and her uncles are not there. She usually does not come to the United States, nor does she go to the company, so the top executives in these companies do not know her.

She also continued to stand there watching them talking and listening to them whispering.

Even if any director noticed something, she raised her eyes and looked at her in the direction. She saw a young, pale-faced girl who thought that she was a patient in the hospital and retracted her eyes. Their topic.

Today, when she was crying on the phone to her grandfather, the grandfather asked her: "Missing, continue to study medicine, you are already a big man, if you take another few years, find a good place to go to the internship. It will be a formal doctor."

The answer in her heart is that she thinks, she wants to continue.

But how is she going to continue?

It seems that overnight, everyone is urging her to grow up. If she doesn't grow up, her parents' efforts to start a business in the past few years will be completely lost. My mother knows that she is seriously ill, but she still keeps her every day. In her position, she is busy with the company every day, and she is not idle for a moment. Shida Group is the hard work of her father and mother.

Even if she doesn't understand anything in this field, can she watch her parents' hard work for a lifetime and be taken away by others?

These people, even a tearful tears are not willing to lose.

Willing to be taken away by them?

When the song was turned, I looked at the starry sky outside the window.

It is now ten o'clock in the US time.

On the other side of the globe, at 10 o'clock in the morning, the beginning of all busy life, from the new year Spring Festival, there are no days left, and her birthday is not a few days away.

She looked down at the window sill, raised her hand, and placed her finger on the cold marble window sill, gently tapping it, as if the heart beat.

(End of this chapter)