soul seeker

Fang Xiaoya dragged her exhausted body back home due to pain.

"What's going on..." She clutched her stomach and sat on the sofa, "I didn't eat much cold food..."

After a while, the pain gradually dissipated.

"Ah..." She wiped the sweat off her head, "Let's take a bath."

Soaking in the bathtub, Fang Xiaoya played with the foam with her hands, pursed her lips and said, "Really, it's all because of the stomachache, otherwise I could have stayed with him for a while."

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and she didn't have the mind to soak in it anymore, so she simply stood up and wiped the water with a dry towel.

Suddenly, her left hand stopped at the left armpit, and her expression suddenly became puzzled and a little frightened. She threw the towel and ran to the mirror and raised her arm to check.

Her eyes gradually widened, filled with incredulity, right? !

"No!" She lowered her arms, picked up the towel and put it on, "No, no, no! It must be lobular hyperplasia!"

Having said that, the fear in my heart spread uncontrollably.

At the same time, the two of them sat there facing each other again, with the same one holding a book and the other writing the answer.

"Okay!" Fang Xiaoya drew the last stroke and handed the paper to Wei Qiongyu.

"It's pretty fast today."

"That's right, after studying for so long, I'm still so slow, don't I really become an idiot?"

"Little Ya, today is the last class."

"Why?! Didn't you agree to make up a summer vacation? It's only been a month?"

"I'm leaving." He closed the book and put it aside.

Fang Xiaoya froze for a moment, "Where are you going?"

"Go to her. As you said, since leaving her, I have been regretting, and I have been struggling with what to do. I thought I would not regret it so much after a while, but it seems that time is passing, But the mentality has not changed, so..." He smiled wryly, "I am no longer against myself, go to her and apologize."

As he said that, Wei Qiongyu stopped with a surprised expression, because the girl opposite was crying.

I couldn't stop crying, the tears were like a rainstorm that had been silting up for a long time.

"you……"

Before Wei Qiongyu could ask anything, Fang Xiaoya stood up covering her face and ran home.

She sat on the bed with her legs crossed and wept until dark.

When the man opened the door, Fang Xiaoya didn't come up to him to say something playful, he felt a little strange.

After closing the door, he faintly heard sobbing, he went to his daughter's room and knocked on the door: "Little Ya, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing the man's concerned voice, Fang Xiaoya cried louder.

"What's wrong with you?" The man opened the door and sat in front of the bed, bent down and looked at her with concern.

"He, he's leaving..."

"Who?" The man pointed to the side with a thumbs up, "The kid next door?"

"Um……"

"Let him go." The man leaned next to Xiaoya and hugged her. "Why? Are you so reluctant?"

"That, of course." Fang Xiaoya sucked in her breath.

"Sigh~ I'm worthless, well, don't cry, it's impossible for you and him anyway."

"Why?!" Fang Xiaoya suddenly slapped herself off the bed, looking at the man fiercely.

"Didn't you say that he has someone he likes? How can you let someone else in without giving up the place in his heart?" The man looked at her seriously.

"Uh...uhhh!" Fang Xiaoya cried even worse after hearing the man say such serious words.

"Oh!" The man took a few tissues from the bedside and wiped her face, "I don't want you if you cry so ugly!"

"You're ugly..." Fang Xiaoya grabbed the tissue and wiped it off by herself.

"Okay, forget about crying."

"I... I just can't forget it..."

"Can't forget? My daughter is such an infatuated kind. Don't cry anymore. If you cry again, I will be sad." The man stretched out his hand and patted her head.