Chapter 125 The Isolated World
The heavy snow has been blowing for two days and one night. It has already decorated the whole N city into a white world, but it still has no intention of stopping.
Although the winter in N City is a little cold, it is usually dry and cold. Snowy days are still rare, and heavy snow like this is rare in a few years. The city under the gloomy sky, because of the white stretch, seems to be more and more open.
The main road of the city, which used to flow endlessly, also became extremely quiet at this time. It is rare to see several cars appear, all of which are like ants stretching the road.
Although it is the end of the year, because of the heavy snow that has not stopped, the major businesses that should have been promoting various promotional activities quietly closed their doors, because the buses in the city stopped early in the morning.
On the coldest day of the year, it is rare for people in N City who can't stand the cold to have such a holiday because of the weather. They all stay in a warm home, watch TV with their families, or sit around and chat together. They enjoy such a day and a half-day break, and even Some people are still looking forward to this heavy snow for another day or two.
At this time, Su Qianai was in her room, wearing a blue suit before going to bed, sitting cross-legged in front of the computer table, looking motionless at the laptop screen in front of her, and tapping the keyboard with both hands.
The curtains in the room are tightly closed, and the soft light reflects the room particularly warmly. And because the air conditioner is on, it is very warm, so it is completely isolated from the snowflake flying and silver-wrapped scene outside. It seems that the outside world has nothing to do with her at all.
At this time, there was a slight knock on the door, and then the door was pushed open. Ying Ruomin came in quietly with a tray. There was a small crock pot in the middle of the tray and a porcelain bowl with a lid on the side.
Su Qianai did not look back, did not speak, nor did his hand stop, and still continued his previous movements.
Ying Ruomin walked to Su Qian'ai's side, carefully put down the tray, and looked at Su Qian'ai with some annoy and said, "Xiao Ai, you child, don't shout to your mother when you get up. What should you do if you are hungry?"
Although there is a little blame in the tone, you can still hear the fullness of love.
Su Qianai's hand stopped and looked at Ying Ruomin, with a little apology on his face, and whispered in a low voice, "I'm sorry, mom."
"Oh, you! What do you call your mother? People are iron and steel. No matter how sad things are, they always have to eat. Come on, this is the crock soup that my mother simmered for you, and the vegetarian steamed buns you like.
Ying Ruomin sighed slightly, took off the lid of the small crock pot, put a ceramic soup into the crock pot, and opened the porcelain bowl, revealing two snow-white buns.
Looking at the steaming crock soup and fragrant steamed buns, Su Qianai had no appetite at all. She shook her head and said softly, "Mom, I'm not very hungry."
Ying Ruomin deliberately stared at her eyes and looked unhappy: "You just think your mother's simmered crock soup is not as delicious as Xinyao's..."
Hearing the word Xinyao, Su Qianai's face became heavier.
Ying Ruomin immediately realized that she had said something wrong and quickly changed her words, "Oh, it's my mother who is not good. This soup that simmered in the morning can't raise your appetite at all. It seems that my mother's cooking skills are getting worse and worse. It's my mother who is old."
"No, no, mom, you're not old at all." Although she was in a bad mood, Su Qianai still tried to smile and slowly moved the soup and steamed buns to her.
"Good boy, eat a little. It's sad to see your mother like this. It's all my fault that my mother kicked you out before, otherwise you wouldn't have been deceived by others and would not have suffered so much. Ying Ruomin's voice became a little choked as she spoke.
Su Qianai wanted to say a few words to comfort her mother, but she still said nothing. She just picked up the soup with one hand and chopsticks with the other hand and ate it slowly.
Ying Ruomin sat and watched Su Qian Ai eat seriously. Finally, she was a little happy. She reached out and helped Su Qianai touch the broken hair that fell from her forehead.
"Be careful of being hot." Ying Ruomin gently helped Su Qianai blow the hot soup in the soup and told him from time to time.
After eating for a long time, Su Qian Ai reluctantly ate a steamed bun and half a jar of meat pie soup, then moved the tray to one side, pulled the corners of his mouth to both sides, and pulled out an unnatural smile: "Mom, the soup you simmered is so delicious, and the steamed buns are also delicious."
"As long as it's delicious." Ying Ruomin pulled out a facial tissue and carefully helped Su Qianai wipe the corners of her mouth, just like when she fed Su Qianai when she was a child.
This subtle action made Su Qianai feel that her throat was a little stiff. She suddenly believed the saying that "God will open a window for you if you close a door", which also gave her a feeling that she wanted to cry.
Since she came out of Xicheng that day, she has never seen Yining and Jiang Xinyao again.
But in fact, she didn't see them, because Cheng Yining and Jiang Xinyao had called her a lot and wanted to ask her out to have a good talk, but she never answered until the mobile phone was out of power and automatically turned off, and she never charged the mobile phone again.
As for the two of them coming to Su's house to find her, she kept closed the door on the grounds that she was not feeling well.
Every time they come to find her, Ying Ruomin will ask the servant to come up for her opinion. If she says she doesn't see her, Ying Ruomin will send them away with kind words.
She doesn't want to see them.
She gave them a chance that day, but they didn't give her a good explanation. If they explain something again now, she thought it must be a collusion of sophistry, which was meaningless.
She doesn't want to forgive them.
"Xiao Ai, you have been stuck in the house these days, so don't suffocate yourself. Your mother looks very sad like this. Ying Ruomin looked at her daughter with a kind face, "We haven't seen such heavy snow in N City for many years. I remember that every time it snows when I was a child, your favorite thing was to make a snowman. Why don't your mother take you to make a snowman at the door today?"
Su Qianai shook her head slightly: "Mom, it's cold outside. I don't want to go out, so I'll sit at home."
"Xiao Ai, your appearance now makes your mother feel uncomfortable." Ying Ruomin's face was distressed, "Look at you. It's only been a few days, and people have lost a circle of weight. If you lose weight, you won't be an adult. You should know that your mother will be very worried about you."
Su Qianai reluctantly held up a big smile, raised her hand and stretched out her legs, and said with a smile, "How can I be skinny?" Mom, don't worry. I'm fine. I'm fine.
Who knew that looking at her daughter's smile, which was worse than crying, Ying Ruomin really couldn't help wiping the corners of her eyes: "Xiao Ai, being angry is to punish yourself with other people's mistakes. You have been hurt by others. Why do you still want to hurt yourself? If others don't take you seriously, you have to take yourself seriously!"
"I'm not angry." Su Qianai pretended to smile easily, "Mom, don't worry, I'm fine, really! I won't be angry with some unrevant people."
It's just that Cheng Yining and Jiang Xinyao, can they really regard them as people who have nothing to do with them?
Su Qianai only felt a pain in his heart.
Although he tried not to think about Cheng Yining these days, his figure, his smile and his words were shaking in front of her eyes all the time, and his ears swirled.
He...
Ying Ruomin took Su Qianai's hand, stroked it in the palm of her hand, stroked it gently, and sighed in a low voice, "Don't I know Cheng Guodong? When I saw him so enthusiastic about you and Cheng Yining, I knew what he wanted in his heart, but at that time, your father always felt that I was a woman, but he refused to listen to my advice. If your father knows it, you will definitely regret the original decision when you see what you look like today.
Su Qianai felt a little sore in her nose, but she tried her best not to let tears flow out.
Ying Ruomin reached out and grabbed Su Qianai's shoulder, held her in her arms, gently touched her hair, and sighed: "Marrying is a woman's first life journey. When every girl has a dream of youth, she fantasizes that she can find a good man for herself, but there are always very Many people are constantly disappointed. Most of the time, the conditions are too good, but it is still the constraint of our pursuit of happiness.
"But mom, I still can't believe that Cheng Yining will lie to me! I can't believe that Xinyao will lie to me!" Su Qianai's throat was hard, and tears finally flowed down and quickly penetrated into Ying Ruomin's clothes.
"Oh, silly girl. You and Cheng Yining are not married yet, and the time we have been together is still short. Look at mom. More than 20 years have passed, and I still can't believe that your father has been cheating on me? Whenever I look at your father standing in the cluster of gardenia flowers at the door at night, my heart hurts so much that I can't breathe. Many times I think that if I was born in an ordinary family without so-called value and good cultural education, maybe I don't know how to pursue perfect love, and maybe I won't have such a emotional entanglement with your father. Maybe I will find a very ordinary man to marry and have children, live a very ordinary life, be busy with taking care of my husband and children every day, or run for a living. Maybe I will live a much more fulfilling life than now.
Ying Ruomin's quiet voice hovered over Su Qianai's head and came into her eardrums over and over again.
If...
There is no if in this world...
The only time if is that God pitied him once. At the end of his life, he gave himself a "if" opportunity to be reborn.
If you go with your biological parents in the big earthquake, can you keep up with your parents and walk the road of Huangquan together?
If Cheng Yining never appears in her life, won't she have such a distressed moment?