After reading this suicide note, Wen Xiaohui couldn't recover for a long time. He took a deep breath, lay heavily on the bed, looked at the snow-white ceiling, Luo Yaya's face appeared in his mind, and memories flooded his heart.
Luo Yaya is the adopted daughter of their family, not the kind that was raised when she was young. When Yaya was adopted by his father, she was already twelve or thirteen years old. Yaya's father and his father were life and death comrades-in-arms, in order to protect his father, they died forever in the snow-capped mountains of the border. Yaya's mother didn't want to remarry with such an older daughter, so his father took Yaya back home obliged.
At that time, his father and his mother had not been married for long, and his mother was only ten years older than Yaya, so naturally she didn't want to be the stepmother of such an older girl, but she couldn't reject the "daughter of a lifesaver". At that time, his mother was a cashier in a textile factory. After his father changed jobs, he was assigned to work as a security guard in a textile factory. His family background was very ordinary. Having one more person to eat and go to school was a big burden for their family, not to mention that Yaya was extremely beautiful. It is by no means ordinary beauty, but an amazing and unforgettable appearance at a glance. Putting such an outsider at home, there will always be a gap in his mother's heart. Her personality is strong and pungent, and her heart is not big. , finally broke out when she was pregnant with him.
During his mother's pregnancy, her emotions fluctuated a lot, and she often quarreled with his father because of Yaya's affairs. His father was silent most of the time, and when he was in a hurry, he said that he couldn't let his comrades down, and he wanted to raise Yaya up.
Yaya is very sensible, or according to his mother, she is very scheming. After he was born, she took the initiative to take care of him, so when he was young, she was almost brought up by Yaya. In his young heart, his sister was closer than his parents. He still remembers writing a proposition composition when he was a child—the dearest person in the world, he wrote about his sister.
Later, after Yaya graduated from high school, she went out to work. At that time, Sun Ying was the proprietress of the beauty salon where she worked, and she was the mistress of a rich man. In his memory, Yaya had disappeared for a while, but because he was too young at that time, he couldn't remember the details. According to his mother, Yaya was with that powerful married woman at that time. Husband, and gave birth to a child, she was only eighteen or nineteen years old at the time, about the same age as he is now.
What Yaya did made his father vomit blood in anger. This is not an adjective, but a real vomit of blood. His father's injured and strained body on the battlefield has continued to deteriorate with age. It was also from that time, Yaya They seldom come back, and the relationship with their family has become more and more estranged.
But he never told his parents, or maybe his parents knew it, but they never said it. At that time, he had been in contact with Yaya. When he was young, he didn't understand the rights and wrongs of adults. He only knew that his sister was his sister. He is good, my sister has money after work, and she will go to school to find him from time to time, buy him this and that, and take him to eat and play. For him, except that his sister does not go home, there is almost no change.
In a few years, he really grew up and gradually understood a lot. At the same time, influenced by his parents, he also began to have opinions on Yaya. But what really broke the relationship between him and Yaya was because of his father's death.
That was four years ago, his father was critically ill in bed and wanted to see Yaya. He didn't know where Yaya lived, so he made countless phone calls, begging Yaya to come back, but she didn't come back in the end. His mother repeatedly complained that it was Yaya who made his father angry. He didn't agree with her before, but because of this incident, he could no longer treat her as a sister. He hated her for being selfish, unfeeling, and cruel. over this person.
With such a long life, he thought that they would see each other again one day, but he never imagined that when he heard about Yaya again, it would be forever. In the face of death, all the grievances and resentments in the past faded away, but the kindness she had done to herself became more and more vivid.
At the bottom of the suicide note, there was a lawyer's phone number. Wen Xiaohui had read it many times and almost memorized it. Should he make this call? He really wants to help Yaya raise that child? 15 years old... not much younger than me, how will he support such a big child? He can't even support himself.
Should he tell his mother about this? His mother didn't like Yaya all the time, but he knew his mother. Although his mother was mean, her heart was not bad. When she heard the news of Yaya's death, her mother would definitely get angry, and she would definitely not accept Yaya's child. Maybe, his mother will change her mind about the house and three million
Wen Xiaohui was thinking so hard that he couldn't come up with the result. He was so upset, and before he regretted it, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the lawyer's number. In any case, Yayato was left to him alone, and he couldn't even see the child.
The call was connected quickly: "Hi, Cao Hai."
"Uh, lawyer Cao, hello."
"Hello, who is it?"
"I am... Wen Xiaohui."
"Mr. Wen? I've been waiting for your call. "
"Oh." Wen Xiaohui usually has sharp teeth and can swear at people for five minutes without repeating the same thing, but now he was so nervous that he didn't know what to say.
Cao Hai slowed down his voice: "Mr. Wen, if you are not busy, how about we make an appointment tomorrow afternoon? There are many things we need to talk about. Of course, Luo Yi will also come."
"Can."
"Then it's settled. I will send you the time and specific address later."
"Has her funeral been held yet?" Wen Xiaohui blurted out.
There was a silence on the other end of the phone: "Well, let's meet and talk."
"… All right."
He got up and took a shower, and put ice cubes on his eyes for a long time. Looking at the still red and swollen eyes and his decadent expression in the mirror, he really didn't want to go out, but he still had to go to work.
After graduating from high school, he couldn't get into a good university, and he didn't want to study at all, because he was interested in makeup and styling since he was a child. After studying and researching, he made a name for himself. He opened a beauty microblog with 60,000 yuan. He has many fans, and because of this, he usually has some opportunities to earn extra money, and he is favored by the partners of the industry-leading Juxing Modeling Studio, and now he is doing an internship in Juxing.
Although the monthly internship salary is only 1,500, this is a place where many people can’t get in. As long as you do an internship in Juxing for a year or so, you can find a good job anywhere in the future, and you can learn something there The people he can get in touch with are extraordinary, and it will be easy to get into the fashion and entertainment circles in the future.
He rushed to the studio in a hurry, and as soon as he entered the door, a male voice with a hanging voice shouted: "Hey, you, you are fifteen minutes late."
Wen Xiaohui said in a low voice, "Traffic jam."
"People who drive can say that they are stuck in traffic, but you are stuck in a car when you take the subway, and you collided with an earthworm?" A man with beige hair dyed came over. He was not tall, and he was wrapped in tight leather pants. He has a small body and is as thin as a wicker, so thin that his cheeks are a little sunken. His facial features are good, but it's a pity that no amount of makeup can stop his unsightly complexion.
This person is Luca, whom Wen Xiaohui secretly calls the number one slut in the studio. He is an intern like him, but his qualifications are half a year earlier than him, and he has been targeting him since his first day at work. Normally, Wen Xiaohui wouldn't be mocked by him honestly, but now he is really not in the mood to respond to such provocations, so he put down his bag and walked inside.
"Huh?" Luca came over and lifted his chin, "What's the matter, the eyes are red like a rabbit, got dumped? Or are you too excited because you lost your virginity?"
"Drinking." Wen Xiaohui slapped his hand away, "Don't bother me the fuck."
"Hey." Luca glared at him, "Sydney is here, waiting for you."
Wen Xiaohui took a few deep breaths, forced himself to pull himself together, walked over with a smile on his face, and called out sweetly: "Sister Xueli."
A woman who was playing with her mobile phone raised her head from the sofa. She looked only twenty-seven or eighty-eight. All are flashing.
Sydney pouted: "Adi, why is it taking so long?"
"My friend had a birthday last night. I drank too much." Wen Xiaohui sat down with a smile, and shouted in an exaggerated volume that could be heard in the whole store, "Wow, Cartier just released a limited edition in spring." With a white wrist, fingers gently caressing the exquisite diamond bracelet. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw several customers who were doing their hair in the shop looking at them, and he knew that he had accomplished his mission today.
After seeing those jealous or envious eyes, Sydney smiled happily: "It's so beautiful, I went shopping in the store that day, and I fell in love with it at first sight. This is the only one in China."
"There's only one in China! It's super beautiful, especially when worn on the hands of a big beauty in Sydney, it's 10,000 times more beautiful than in a showcase."
Sydney pinched his cheek: "The little bastard is so sweet." She opened the bag and took out a gift box from it, "Here, the gift I brought back from Japan, don't say my sister doesn't love you."
Wen Xiaohui opened the gift box, and there was a Prada wallet lying in it. He thanked her for a long time in surprise and joy, coaxing Sydney to laugh all the time.
Sydney looked at his watch: "Then I'll go first."
Wen Xiaohui's big eyes sparkled brightly: "Sister Sydney, are you here to give me a gift? What should I do? I'm so touched."
"Go to Taili on the way, anyway, I'm free recently. By the way, I have an event next Saturday, so give me the space."
"No problem, Miss Sydney's matter is the most important thing to me." He sent Sydney to the door.
Before Xue Li went out, she suddenly thought of something: "Adrian, don't drink too much and stay up all night, you look so bad today, your face is dead white... Ah, it can't be that you have discovered some good foundation, right? So natural."
Wen Xiaohui smiled and said, "No, I didn't wear makeup today."
Sydney snorted: "It's good to be young, your skin is so tender that it's almost watery."
"Sister Sydney's skin is so tender that it's watery, and she still has to talk about others."
Xueli chuckled: "Okay, I'm leaving, there's no need to send it off."
"Sister Sydney." Wen Xiaohui called to stop her.
"Um?"
Wen Xiaohui smiled and said sincerely: "I'm actually very unlucky today, seeing you is the only good thing, thank you."
Sydney smiled and blinked, waved away.
After sending the person away, Wen Xiaohui leaned against the door and took a deep breath again. He didn't know if it was because of a hangover or from crying for too long. Now he felt a splitting headache and seemed to pass out at any time.
Walking back to the store, Luca was doing a lady's hair, and deliberately said in a loud voice: "Yes, it's Sydney, the host of the entertainment show on Channel 2, she must be covered, and that bracelet lasts her for a year." Is the salary good?"
Wen Xiaohui's heart burst into flames, and he sneered: "Luca, you are too talented to be a stylist, why don't you become an agent? Mrs. Zhang, you should be careful when talking to Luca, Luca only has the talent of an agent's gossip, You don’t have the secretive ability of an agent.”
Luca raised his voice: "Wen Xiaohui, what do you mean?!"
"Zhang Xiong, what do you mean?!" Wen Xiaohui's evil fire burrowed into his forehead, "Open your mouth and compare nonsense all day long. It's your turn to make irresponsible remarks about my client?"
"You bitch..."
"What's the noise!" There was a loud shout from the office, and a man with a blindfold on his head rushed out, "There's a client here, what do you two look like? You don't want to fucking do it, do you? "
The person who cursed was a man in his early thirties. His extra-wide European-style double eyelids were a bit inconsistent with his pure Asian face, but he was still pretty good-looking.
Wen Xiaohui immediately said softly: "Raven, I'm sorry, I was wrong." Raven is one of the partners of Juxing Studio, a well-known stylist and makeup artist in the circle, and holds many resources of first-line stars , although I heard that his character is worrying and his private life is extremely chaotic, but Wen Xiaohui admires him very much, and for no other reason than his strength and talent.
Luca's arrogance also went down immediately: "Raven, I'm sorry."
Raven glanced at them and walked over with a smile: "Sister Zhang, I'm sorry, the newcomers are not sensible, so today is my fault."
Mrs. Zhang nodded solemnly.