In the past, Song Yaoyao was like a little sun, always full of vigor.
Even when you do bad things, you can make people love you.
Tang Xinrou couldn't get used to Song Yaoyao like this.
"Everything will be fine, don't be like this."
Tang Xinrou gently hugged her into her arms. Song Yaoyao didn't cry, but she cried hoarsely, "I know this is hard for you, and you are the one who is most sad. But if you are like this, if Mr. Huo comes back and finds out, he must be very distressed. And Uncle Zhang and the others are also very worried about you."
If she hadn't stopped her, even Mrs. Tang would have come to see her.
"I'm not sad."
Song Yaoyao tilted her head and leaned sleepily on Tang Xinrou's shoulder, "My brother is not dead, he is still alive, but I can't find him for the time being."
"Yoyy—"
Tang Xinrou was flustered. She hugged Song Yaoyao tightly, feeling her protruding bones, and her teeth were chattering. Mingming Uncle Zhang said, she eats on time every day, why is she still so thin.
"Yes, for sure, you are so lucky. Mr. Huo must have absorbed a lot of your good luck when he is with you. Be good, cheer up, and wait for him to come back with peace of mind, okay? Don't be like this—" Her tears were falling down, she didn't know, she thought it was An Feiran who disappeared, "I'm afraid of you like this!"
"I do not have to die… "
Song Yaoyao's fingertips trembled, and she leaned against Tang Xinrou's arms. Between the drooping eyelashes, a drop of transparent liquid quickly rolled onto Tang Xinrou's clothes.
"I just suddenly feel that I can't get excited about anything..."
In this world, everyone has his meaning of existence. They have family, friends, lovers, and futures.
Only Song Yaoyao, she has nothing but Huo Yunque.
Even this life was picked up.
"Don't be like this...don't be like this! I'm not going anywhere, I'll be here with you, okay? Until Mr. Huo comes back, Song Yaoyao! If you get depressed like this, don't you know who will be the most distressed? !"
Tang Xinrou gritted her teeth, and she said in a muffled voice: "Mr. Huo has prepared everything for you. He left you a lot of things and entrusted them to my father, Mr. Yi, and my little uncle. They are just afraid of him Just in case, no one is protecting you. You see, he has prepared all retreats for you, just for fear that you will be wronged. If he comes back and sees you skinny like this, you might as well put his heart directly It’s more fun to pluck it out!”
Song Yaoyao felt that there was no such thing at all.
She pushed Tang Xinrou away abruptly, bounced back on the back of the chair, and took a deep breath.
Huo Yunque's coat was on her body, covering her body loosely, like a big sack.
"I don't care if he leaves me any retreat! If he dies, he might as well die with me!"
"Song Yaoyao!"
Tang Xinrou gritted her teeth, and stared at her in disbelief, "What the hell are you talking about? Do you believe it or not—" She raised her hand bitterly, but looking at Song Yaoyao's thin, fleshless face, she couldn't believe it. Can't do it.
"In short, don't think about doing stupid things. If you can't find the body for a day, then there is no way to prove that something happened to Mr. Huo. From now on, cheer me up. If you do something stupid, in case one day your family My brother came back, so I asked you what you want him to do?"
Following these words, Song Yaoyao's eyelashes trembled.
Tang Xinrou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she knew that Song Yaoyao had listened.
Song Yaoyao is a rational and paranoid person, and she admits death.
In this world, whether it is Tang Xinrou, or Xu Yue, An Feiran, Shen Xun and others, if she is gone, they may feel sad. But they will be accompanied by many family and friends, and she is not the only one in life.
Only she, Song Yaoyao, was alone.
Without Huo Yunque, she has nothing.
Even home, she didn't know where it was. Nolan would always bring his brother's blessing and visit her for him.
But why should he let someone else do it if he could choose
There are always so many things in the world that people cannot control.
"You go back."
Song Yaoyao tightened her jacket and did a judo to Tang Xin.
"I won't go!" Tang Xinrou pursed her lips and refused firmly, "I want to watch you here, from now on, you don't want to leave my sight!"
Even when going to the toilet, she has to follow!
Song Yaoyao pulled her lips and smiled very lightly.
"It's not necessary, I'm not someone who would commit suicide." Just like Tang Xinrou said, if she did something stupid, her brother would feel sorry for her.
Tang Xinrou carefully sized her up, not letting go of the slightest change in her expression.
"Please, Rourou."
Song Yaoyao took a deep breath, feeling as if her heart was being sliced open by a sharp blade, causing pain in detail.
"I want to be alone."
Her voice was hollow, which made Tang Xinrou's heart ache.
"Then you swear." She said: "You swear to be good, otherwise I will never forgive you in this life."
Song Yaoyao, "I swear."
Song Yaoyao doesn't need her company, which makes Tang Xinrou feel frustrated.
When she went downstairs, she found that Uncle Zhang was waiting downstairs. When he saw her coming out, he immediately greeted her.
"Miss Tang, how is it? Miss Song, has she figured it out yet?"
"It's okay, you underestimate Yaoyao too much."
Tang Xinrou actually had no idea, but she didn't want to make this old man even more worried, "She is very strong, and she will wait for Mr. Huo to come back before..."
Uncle Zhang's eyes lit up.
He nodded repeatedly, "That's good, that's good, that's good..."
Tang Xinrou couldn't bear to see it. She had heard about Uncle Zhang's great achievements from her father.
When he followed Mr. Huo before, he was also a man of influence.
Now that he is over half a century old, he still has to worry about it.
She only hoped that Mr. Huo could return safely.
No one noticed that Song Yaoyao walked out of the room as soon as Tang Xinrou left.
She was barefoot and walked fast.
If in the past, if Huo Yunque found her running around without socks, she would definitely be beaten up. But now, no one cares about her.
The black coat covered her body, empty.
"Crunch—"
She slowly opened the door.
The room was large, and the air was filled with the smell of incense.
The decoration is elegant, and a small Buddhist hall has been specially opened up in the outermost room.
Avalokitesvara and Buddha are enshrined behind the incense burner, with compassionate faces.
Her brother said that her appearance was against the sky, and Song Yaoyao knew that she continued to live in the world with a body that was supposed to die.
After reading that novel, she peeped at the way of heaven and disturbed the direction of fate.
She almost forgot that there was no figure of Huo Yunque in that book.