What if you don't want to fall in love with the school bully?

When Yang Shaoqing came home from practice in the afternoon, he sensed something was wrong. He looked around the living room, and glanced at Xiaocao, who was half lying under the tea table, whimpering softly, "Where's the flower?"

Xiaocao looked at him with two pitch-black eyes, and whimpered twice.

Yang Shaoqing frowned, and while taking out his mobile phone to call Jiang Qixiao, he stepped into the bedroom.

His back suddenly froze.

The small desk in the bedroom is specially used to display the trinkets he bought. It was originally filled with many trinkets, but now it is obviously empty.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is turned off, sorry..."

Yang Shaoqing pressed the phone, a sense of ominous premonition arose spontaneously, he ran into the cloakroom abruptly, only his own clothes were left on the shelf usually used to hang frequently used clothes, he opened the closet to see, there was still only his own clothes.

what happened?

Where are Jiang Qixiao's clothes?

Something?

What about people?

Yang Shaoqing's body began to tremble slightly. He went back to the bedroom and checked carefully again. Except for Xiaocao, everything related to Jiang Qixiao was really gone.

As if... as if there had never been a trace of Jiang Qixiao's existence.

What's the meaning?Jiang Qixiao left?

Yang Shaoqing took out his mobile phone and continued to call Jiang Qixiao. He made many calls, but the phone was turned off without exception. He swallowed, trying to calm down his trembling hands and confused thinking. After thinking for a while, he dialed Made another call.

"Hello? Xiao Yang?"

"Yes, Auntie, it's me...Is Brother Jiang going back to your place today? I can't get through to his phone." Yang Shaoqing pretended to be calm.

He couldn't think of where Jiang Qixiao would go, so he could only call and ask Jiang's mother. He couldn't see the meaning behind Jiang Qixiao's actions, and he didn't want to think about it. He just wanted to find Jiang Qixiao quickly.

"Ah? Isn't Jiang Qixiao at home? He didn't come to our place either. It's weird. Maybe he went somewhere to play. I'll call him later for you. Right now, his dad and I are researching recipes." Jiang Ma's tone was the same as usual, she obviously knew nothing about Jiang Qixiao's departure.

"Okay, you are busy first, I will look for him." Yang Shaoqing hung up the phone, and immediately went out to search for Jiang Qixiao's work unit.

Jiang Qixiao's colleagues all said that they hadn't had any contact with Jiang Qixiao since they got off work the night before, and they didn't know where he was now. Yang Shao turned to Jiang Qixiao's boss and classmate to confirm him several times. He left the company without submitting a letter of resignation.

If he's not in the rented house, not in his home, or in the company, where will Jiang Qixiao be?

Usually, Jiang Qixiao seldom went out with friends, and the focus of his life was mainly around Yang Shaoqing's work and rest time. Yang Shaoqing had no idea where else he could find Jiang Qixiao.

Why did Jiang Qixiao leave just like that...

The scene of his mother's visit yesterday flashed through Yang Shaoqing's mind, and his heart sank, he pursed his lips and walked to the small hotel where his mother and father lived.

The test results won't come out until tomorrow, and he hasn't had time to discuss with Yang's father and Yang's mother when to send them back. At this point, they should be resting in the hotel.

The door of the small hotel opened, and it was Father Yang who opened the door. When Father Yang saw Yang Shaoqing, he sighed heavily.

Yang Shaoqing didn't speak, and squeezed in directly. Yang's mother was lying on the double bed and coughing muffledly. When she heard the voice, she raised her head and glanced at Yang Shaoqing. Suppressing the pain, she sat up with her body upright, "Son... Cough cough cough son, training is over?"

Yang Shaoqing's expression was very cold, and he didn't go up to care about Yang Ma's body as usual. The fact that Jiang Qixiao left had already exploded all the restless elements in his heart, and his superficial calm at this time was all pretending.

"Where is Jiang Qixiao?" Yang Shaoqing said.

Yang Ma was taken aback, her coughing posture stopped, her breath was heavy, she looked at Yang Shaoqing with cloudy eyes, and said lightly: "Let's go."

Sure enough, Mama Yang found out about them.

Yang Shaoqing closed his eyes and let out a breath.

He never thought that Jiang Qixiao would not say a word to him after the incident was discovered, and he would leave without even discussing it with him. The feeling of being betrayed and deceived came to his heart, and even his tone became tough. After a few minutes, "Where is Jiang Qixiao?"

Yang Ma's eyes remained unchanged, she coughed twice and said, "Son...you can't learn from him, he's a pervert..."

"I asked you where he is!" Yang Shaoqing opened his eyes violently and roared.

Yang's father and Yang's mother were stunned.

Yang Shaoqing has been easily impatient since he was a child, but no matter how irritable he is, he will at most be impatient. In his impression, this is the first time Yang Shaoqing has yelled at them like this, or because a man made it Such.

Yang Ma's lips trembled a little, she didn't answer Yang Shaoqing's question, and continued: "You...can't be a pervert...he is a pervert..."

Yang Shao couldn't listen anymore, he turned his back to Yang's mother, clenched his fists, and the veins on his forehead bulged, "I'll ask again, where is he, and what did you say to him, Mom, you shouldn't Meddle in my business."

"Your business!? What is your business!" Yang Ma became excited, her whole body was like a broken leaf in the cold wind, trembling and shouting: "You are my son! You are fooling around with a man! He wants to let me You have become a pervert! Why should I not meddle in your affairs!"

Yang Shaoqing's emotions were on the verge of being bombed at one point, he didn't want to say more, he raised his feet and prepared to leave here.

The fact that someone separated him and Jiang Qixiao made his heart burst with anger. If he didn't leave here again, he was afraid that he would do something out of control.

"Stop leaning! Stop!" Yang's mother lifted the quilt and was about to get up, but was interrupted by a sudden cough, "cough cough cough...cough cough...cough cough puff——!"

"Yang Lan!" Yang's father yelled, and hurried over to help Yang's mother who fell to the ground.

Yang Shaoqing frowned and looked back, the blood all over his body rushed to the top of his head instantly.

Mama Yang coughed up blood!The bright red blood stains sprayed the entire white bed sheet, making people shudder when they saw it, and panic immediately occupied Yang Shaoqing's heart.

"Mom!" He stepped over to Yang's mother in two steps, and found that Yang's mother was in shock and rolled her eyes, and shouted eagerly: "Mom! Mom, wake up! Mom!"

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It's been the second day since Yang's mother woke up again. There are many unknown instruments inserted into her body, which seem to be measuring her physical condition. She turned her head slightly and saw Yang's father who was sitting on the chair next to him and pretending to be sleeping with his eyes closed. .

She didn't wake up Papa Yang immediately, she tried to sit up with her hands on her hands, but for some reason, the hand that wasn't on the drip couldn't make any effort. She looked at the one that was on the drip, and raised her hand to pull it away that needle.

"Mom!" Yang Shaoqing just opened the door and walked in to see this scene, "Don't move!"

Yang's mother felt that her whole body was soft into a puddle of mud, and her limbs had no strength at all. Seeing Yang Shaoqing coming in, she didn't continue to pull out the needles, she was exhausted, and she gasped and lay back.

Yang Shaoqing's sound directly woke up the dozing Father Yang.

"How? What did the doctor say?" Father Yang looked at Yang Shaoqing, his mood was very stable, and he didn't seem to think too deeply, but what he said was quite different, "Just tell the truth, we have already prepared the worst. This is the first time that your mother has been sick for so many years, and she didn't go to the hospital in the city for a checkup, she just wanted to come here to see you more."

Hearing these words, Yang Shaoqing, who originally wanted to lie, was stunned.

He thought back to the years of growing up with his parents. Yes, my mother never complained of pain when she was sick. Whether it was a serious illness or a minor illness, she could be cured by prescribing some medicine. She didn't let them worry about it at all. The situation will only go to a small clinic nearby to prescribe some medicine to sleep.

Just want to come here to see him more?

Did you expect to get sick?

Yang Shaoqing sighed softly.

When he received his mother's test results, he could no longer say anything serious to Yang's mother.

Can't say it, it's his mother who has loved him all his life.

"Lung cancer in the middle stage." Yang Shaoqing said softly, "Go for surgery, it is very likely to be cured clinically."

Father Yang nodded, but Mother Yang didn't respond, both of them obviously expected this result.

Yang Shaoqing was puzzled. Most of the lung cancer diseases are easy to be contracted by smokers, occupational environment related workers or people who have been exposed to radiation. When he was about to ask Yang's mother how she got this disease, Yang's father said: "Your mother has a family history."

Yang Shaoqing was dumbfounded.

That's the case, no wonder their reaction was calm.

"No surgery..." Yang Ma said weakly, "Don't, cough...don't waste money, this disease...can't be cured."

"Do it." Yang Shaoqing squatted beside her hospital bed, with worry on his face, but also determined, he held her hand and said: "We have an operation, Mom, it is very likely to be fine, we must do it!"

"No..." Mama Yang's voice choked up, two lines of tears dripped from her eyes onto the pillow without warning, "No...we don't have the money to do it...you can listen to me...son..."

Yang Shaoqing's body suddenly stiffened.

"Jiang Qixiao...has already left...I won't have surgery, you...forget about him...cough...I hope you grow up well, don't lean...cough..." Mother Yang coughed and cried , held Yang Shaoqing's hand with the rest of his strength, and shook his head sadly, "I just want you to be well, I don't want others...cough cough cough... look at you with that kind of eyes..."

"Mom! Stop talking! Stop talking! Stop coughing!"

Yang Shaoqing felt very uncomfortable, how could the mother who was once satisfied with everything, a strong and strong mother, become this weak and weak, as if she would die if she coughed a little longer.

"Mom, do it! Let's do the surgery! No matter how much it is, I will take out a loan! I will do it for you even if I drop out of school to earn money! Okay? Don't cry, mom..." Yang Shaoqing's voice also trembled, and he finally I couldn't suppress my strong sense of panic and shed tears.

"Son...cough cough, I beg you...Mom wants to see you get married and have children...Son, cough...my son...Mom please...Mom can't see that day anymore I beg you to forget about him, okay..."

Yang's mother coughed and coughed up a puddle of blood and sprayed it on the pillow. After a while, she passed out, which made Yang Shaoqing panic again: "Mom! Mom, don't get excited! Mom!! Doctor!"