Song Zhixing couldn't help but pushed back, "How come we are not from the same world? It's not like one of us is a human and the other is a ghost, separated by yin and yang."
Li Qiming was so angry at her words that his face turned pale. "I think you are not ghosts, but you want to make me angry enough to turn into a ghost! I'd rather be separated from you by the Yin and Yang, and you'd be the happiest!"
When the old man said this, his hand that was leaning on the cane was shaking. As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly started coughing. His body was shaking from coughing.
Aunt Lan quickly brought in a towel.
When Song Zhixing saw this, she immediately felt guilty and suppressed her temper, hating herself for being too impulsive. How could she be so foolish as to argue with an old man who was almost 70 years old
"Grandpa, please take your breath." Song Zhixing went over and supported his trembling body.
Li Qiming brushed her hand away, "I'm going to be pissed off by you anyway, why should I hold my breath?"
"Don't make me anxious by saying such things." Song Zhixing was really anxious. Patting his back with her little hand, Li Qiming coughed twice and loosened the towel, revealing a pool of red blood. Song Zhixing was frightened and panicked. She looked at Aunt Lan, "Aunt Lan, call a doctor! Didn't Aunt Lan say that a doctor would come? Why hasn't he come yet?"
"Don't you want to leave? As soon as you got here, you were only thinking about Tang Yu and going back to Youcheng. Do you still need to care about my life or death?" The old man's voice was hoarse from coughing.
Under the current circumstances, Song Zhixing naturally didn't have the heart to refute him anymore, so he just asked Aunt Lan to urge the doctor to come quickly.
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Tang Yu didn't sleep well the whole night. He woke up very early in the morning and subconsciously touched his side. When he touched nothing, he woke up instantly.
The little thing is not with me.
Right now, in Country J.
The air quality in Country J is not as good as in Jude City, and I don't know if the little girl can adapt there. Also, she has always been very picky about food, so it may be difficult for her to accept it.
Tang Yu now truly regretted letting this little thing go in front of Li Qiming.
In fact, he has always been very selfish when it comes to love. He was selfless for once, but in just one day, he regretted it several times.
The phone suddenly rang at this moment. Tang Yu originally hoped that it was Song Zhixing calling, but when he saw the name displayed on the screen, his expression darkened. The caller was his mother, Su Fengjin.
"mom."
"Awake?" Su Fengjin's voice was gentle.
"Um."
"Why do I feel like you sound unhappy? Don't you like your mother calling you?" Su Fengjin's voice sounded sad.
"Of course not, don't let your imagination run wild." Tang Yu lifted the quilt, stood up, and walked to the window. The sun was shining brightly outside, but he had no interest at all. "What's up?"
"I miss you. Is that okay?" Su Fengjin said to her son in a coquettish tone. "Come and keep mom company, okay? Your dad and I have been back for so long, and I haven't seen you come to keep company many times. If your dad hadn't always said that you were busy with work, I would have been really angry."
Tang Yu glanced at the time and said, "Then I'll come over and have dinner with you in a while."
"Okay, I'll cook for you myself and wait for you to come over."
Tang Yu wanted to say something else, but Su Fengjin had already hung up the phone. He listened to the busy tone and rubbed his forehead. His mother cooking for him personally was definitely a disaster.
As expected, when Tang Yu arrived at the single-family villa where his parents lived, he heard his father Tang Yiming's dissuading voice coming from the kitchen, "You are not in good health, so don't be busy. There are people to do the work in the kitchen, just leave it to them."
"I have to do it myself. It's rare for Tang Yu to come. You should go out and stop watching here, so as not to make me nervous."
"I'm afraid you'll burn your hands."
"How can I be that stupid?" Su Fengjin complained, but there was sweetness in her words.
Tang Yu stood in the kitchen and watched. He could see the happiness on his mother's face and the care on his father's face. The sunlight from the window poured in, covering the two of them, making the whole picture look comfortable. This is probably what a peaceful life is like. Although, this peace was stolen. Buried below was the tragedy of Xingxing's parents.
If such a scene could last forever, it would be the best thing. However, he chose to be with Xingxing - this was a risky move. Perhaps, if he was not careful, he would shatter all the peace at the moment with his own hands.
Tang Yiming was driven out of the kitchen by Su Fengjin.
"Are you back?" He spoke first when he saw his son.
"Yeah." Tang Yu did not go into the kitchen to disturb his mother, but followed Tang Yiming to the living room. Tang Yiming glanced at the kitchen and sat down on the main seat of the sofa, "Your mother has been busy all morning. No matter whether the food is delicious or not, you have to say it is delicious, understand?"
"After all these years, her cooking skills haven't improved?" Tang Yu sat down opposite his father.
"Just think about it. If it weren't for you, how could she cook?"
Tang Yu nodded. The servant poured tea over, and he took a sip, then asked directly: "Dad, have you gone to look for Xingxing?"
"Yeah." Tang Yiming did not deny it. "I heard that she has returned to Country J with her grandfather."
"You are well-informed." He had just sent her away yesterday and he had already received the news.
"That's not bad." Tang Yiming exclaimed.
"What's good?"
"While she's away, you should focus on your work and stop doing anything stupid." Tang Yiming looked at his son seriously.
Tang Yu looked relaxed, as if he didn't care, "I never mess around."
"What do you mean by never messing around? Han Yan won't marry you, but you're into Xing Xing, isn't that messing around?" Tang Yiming said with a straight face, "Is Xing Xing something you can't be into?"
"Why not?" Tang Yu looked at his father with a serious look in his eyes. "I thought that you, who have had the same experience, should be able to understand my feelings at the moment the best."
When Tang Yiming heard this, his face changed and he subconsciously looked towards the kitchen. The kitchen door was closed, so the sound of their conversation could not be heard in. He relaxed a little. He glared at his son and said, "I have been unable to control you since you were a child, but I have the same attitude as your grandfather on this matter - I absolutely will not agree to it! If you really don't like Han Yan, you can change her. Your grandfather is looking for a young lady from another family for you. He will notify you when he finds one."
Tang Yu smiled and said, "The old man is not in good health. Please tell him to stop wasting time on this idle thing. It's just useless work."
"You also know that the old man is in poor health? You, the younger generations, are still making him angry one by one?" Tang Yiming was angry.
"Maybe it's genetics?" Tang Yu didn't care. He glanced at his father, then his expression became unusually serious. "From now on, you don't have to look for Xingxing anymore. No matter what your and Grandpa's attitudes are, I won't waver. As for Xingxing—"