Tian Xin and Tang Baijin entered, he glanced over but still showed no reaction.
Tian Xin was angry: "Song Xuyao, what do you want? My mom is already over fifty, and since you fell into a coma, she has been unable to sleep day and night. She is worried about you. I know, are you still holding a grudge because you were lost as a child? When will you let go of your obsession? When can you live a happy life?"
Song Xuyao looked at her coldly: "Let go of my obsession? I can’t let it go. There’s no need for you to waste your words. I am not you; I can live well no matter what!"
"You really don’t appreciate kindness!" Tian Xin was furious, "The affection from dad, mom, and I, isn’t that enough for you to let go of your obsession? How good Xiao Yan has been to you, she stayed by your side continuously while you were in a coma, can’t you let it go? People always need to look forward. No matter how many mistakes or regrets lie in the past, you should eventually let them go and keep moving forward. If you only indulge in past pain, how can you see the scenery ahead? Song Chenxi, if she knows what’s going on in the underworld, she wouldn’t want to see you in such a decadent state!"
Perhaps the na Song Chenxi struck a nerve in Song Xuyao, he suddenly beca furious, and then walked out. Those three words, no matter how much ti passes, remain a scar he can’t touch.
Tian’s mother hurried forward to chase after him: "I called you back to persuade him, but instead, you made him leave in anger, Xinxin, you are not helping at all!"
"Mom, look at his state, like a lifeless zombie. What good would keeping him do?" Tian Xin sighed, "Even if he stayed, he’d be wallowing in self-pity all day long, trapped in the past and never able to move on. Rather than that, you might as well let go and let him do whatever he wants!"
"But, if he is not interested in living, what if sothing happens again?" Tian’s mother was still worried, even if this son frustrated everyone, he was still her son, born after ten months of pregnancy, her precious heart.
Tian Xin was speechless: "Mom, even if you watch him twenty-four hours a day, his soul wanders everywhere, accidents can still happen, you are old, just rest well!"
But, Tian’s mother couldn’t let go.
At that mont, Qiao Xiaoyan hurried over, "Auntie, how is sir Song doing?"
"He left!" Tian’s mother said, "I couldn’t persuade him..."
"Don’t be anxious now, so as not to raise your blood pressure," Qiao Xiaoyan said, "I’ll go and have a good talk with sir Song."
Qiao Xiaoyan quickly ran out after Song Xuyao. Nan Xin helped his mother sit down, and Tian’s mother sighed, "Ah, Xiaoyan is really a good girl, she even cares about my blood pressure issue. Our Xuyao is lucky to marry her, unlike you two siblings, only knowing how to upset ..."
Tian Xin stared blankly at the sky, what was she making her mom mad about?
At that mont, Tang Baijin consoled Tian’s mother: "Auntie, start planning for our wedding day with uncle! According to your preference, choose an auspicious day."
"You are getting married?" Tian’s mother finally had sothing to be happy about.
Tian Xin glared at Tang Baijin; he hadn’t even proposed to her yet? He’d skipped her and gone straight to reporting to mom!
But, seeing her mom just upset with high blood pressure, but now filled with anticipation, she couldn’t bear to disappoint her mother, especially since she had been away from Tang Baijin in the small fishing village, she knew she missed him!
"Yes, let’s set the date quickly!" Tian Xin said decisively; if she got pregnant before the wedding photos were taken, what would she do then?
Tian’s mother laughed angrily, "Look at you, have you no dignity? So eager to get married?"
"As long as he likes it!" Tian Xin turned towards Tang Baijin.
It doesn’t matter whether others like it or not, as long as Tang Baijin likes her lack of prudishness!
When Tian Xin turned towards Tang Baijin, he was also smiling tenderly at her.
When Tian Xin went to comfort her mother, helping her back to her room to rest, Tian Xin’s phone rang, and Tang Baijin answered the call.
"Tian Xin, sorry, I had so things to handle this morning..." Yang Junyi’s voice ca through, "I was late, but I didn’t see you..."
Tang Baijin humd, but said nothing more.
"Is that you?" Yang Junyi heard Tang Baijin’s voice, "Where’s Tian Xin?"
"I’m at their house, Song Xuyao is leaving ho, we ca over," Tang Baijin said.
Yang Junyi said bitterly, "Are you two together now?"
"I will love her with my life, don’t worry!" Tang Baijin said somberly. He rarely made promises, but faced with his forr rival, he was willing to admit that his feelings for Tian Xin were one hundred percent sincere.
Yang Junyi did not respond imdiately. Tang Baijin, not caring about his mood, continued, "Regarding the divorce, I’m not free today. I’ll schedule another ti to et with you!"
"I can understand." Yang Junyi had also heard about Song Xuyao’s situation; this kind of persistent love for soone, is it good or bad?
Tang Baijin hung up the phone and heard Tian Xin coming out of her mother’s room. She asked, "Who was it?"
"Yang Junyi!" Tang Baijin handed her the phone.
Tian Xin nodded, "What did he say?"
"To schedule the paperwork next ti." Tang Baijin’s face was filled with a smile.
...
On the street, Song Xuyao was walking alone.
Qiao Xiaoyan caught up from behind, "Song sir..."
Song Xuyao ignored her and continued walking.
Qiao Xiaoyan, out of breath from chasing, finally blocked his path, hands on her knees, constantly gasping for air.
Song Xuyao, seeing her like this, remained indifferent and was about to walk around her.
"Song sir..." Qiao Xiaoyan quickly called him, then looked up at him, "Can we talk, please?"
Song Xuyao said indifferently, "I’m not a policeman anymore, no need to call like that!"
"Xuyao..." Qiao Xiaoyan dropped the formalities and called him by his na.
Song Xuyao still didn’t speak, ready to leave.
Qiao Xiaoyan reached out and grabbed his arm, "Please don’t go, okay? I know your heart is in pain, I can help you..."
Song Xuyao snorted heavily: "You help ? How can you help ? Can you bring the dead back to life?"
Qiao Xiaoyan shook her head: "I indeed can’t bring the dead back to life, Miss Song has passed away, that’s a fact, but, the world is so big, there will still be people who love you like Miss Song did..."
"I don’t need it!" Song Xuyao bluntly rejected.
"But you still have to live a life, right? Do you really want to disappoint Miss Song? Miss Song t with misfortune, but she definitely hoped that you would be happy and healthy." Qiao Xiaoyan shouted, "Why can’t you cheer up? Why can’t you start over?"
Song Xuyao was about to shove her away: "Because you are you, because Chenxi is Chenxi, because I am , no one can replace anyone!"
"I know no one can replace anyone! But Song Chenxi loved you, others can also love you!" Qiao Xiaoyan held him tightly and wouldn’t let go, "It doesn’t matter if you don’t love her, but please don’t stay this dejected, making everyone who loves you sad, okay?"
Song Xuyao looked at her and laughed coldly: "Everyone says I’m a madman, I think you are the mad one? Clinging to a man who doesn’t love you, why?"
Qiao Xiaoyan’s face turned instantly pale, but she still refused to let go: "Because, I like you!"
Song Xuyao scoffed, not wanting any woman’s love except for Song Chenxi’s!
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