Chapter 1133 Cheer Up

In the past, Song Yaoyao was like a little sun, always full of vitality.

Even when he does bad things, he is so lovable.

Tang Xinrou couldn't get used to Song Yaoyao like this.

"Everything will be fine, don't do this."

Tang Xinrou gently hugged her into her arms. Song Yaoyao didn't cry. Instead, she cried in a hoarse voice, "I know it's hard for you, and you are the most saddened. But if Mr. Huo comes back and finds out about you, he will definitely feel distressed. Uncle Zhang and the others are also 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."

"Yaoya——"

Tang Xinrou was flustered. She hugged Song Yaoyao tightly, feeling her protruding bones, and her teeth were chattering. Uncle Zhang Mingming said that she ate on time every day, so why was she still so thin?

"Yes, for sure, you are so lucky. Mr. Huo must have absorbed a lot of your good luck by being with you. Just be good, cheer up, and wait for him to come back in peace, okay? Don't be like this - "Her tears fell down with broken threads. For those who didn't know, she thought An Feiran was missing, "I'm scared of you like this!"

"I do not have to die……"

Song Yaoyao's fingertips trembled, and she leaned into Tang Xinrou's arms. As her eyelashes fell, a drop of transparent liquid quickly rolled down onto Tang Xinrou's clothes.

"I just suddenly felt like I couldn't get enough energy..."

In this world, everyone has a meaning for his existence. They have families, friends, lovers, and a future.

Only Song Yaoyao has nothing but Huo Yunchao.

Even this life was picked up.

"Don't be like this... don't be like this! I'm not going anywhere. I'll stay with you here, okay? Until Mr. Huo comes back, Song Yaoyao! If you continue to be depressed like this, don't you know who will be the most distressed? ?!”

Tang Xinrou gritted her teeth and said in a low voice: "Mr. Huo has prepared everything for you. He left a lot of things for you and entrusted them to my father, Mr. Yi, and my uncle, just because he was afraid of himself Just in case, no one is protecting you. You see, he has prepared all escape routes for you, just because he is afraid that you will be wronged. If he comes back and sees you become like this, you might as well just give him your heart. It’s more enjoyable to dig it out!”

Song Yaoyao felt that this was not the case at all.

She pushed Tang Xinrou away suddenly, bounced back on the chair, and took a deep breath.

She was wearing Huo Yunchue's coat, which was loose and loose, like a big sack.

"I don't care what escape route he left for me! 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 little face that had lost all her flesh, how could she? I can't do it either.

"Anyway, don't think about doing something stupid. If you can't find the body in one day, then there is no way to prove that something happened to Mr. Huo. From now on, cheer up for me. If you do something stupid, what if one day your family My brother is back, and I ask 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 accepts death.

In this world, whether it is Tang Xinrou, Xu Yue, An Feiran, Shen Xun and others, they may be sad if she is no longer there. But they will be surrounded by many family and friends, and she is not the only one in their lives.

Only she, Song Yaoyao, was alone.

Without Huo Yunque, she had nothing.

She didn't even know where home was. Nolan always brings his brother's blessings and visits her on his behalf.

But if he had a choice, why let someone else do it for him?

There are always so many things in the world that are beyond human control.

"You go back."

Song Yaoyao tightened her coat and started doing judo to Tang Xin.

"I won't leave!" Tang Xinrou pursed her lips and refused firmly, "I want to watch you here. From now on, don't even think about leaving my sight!"

Even when I go to the toilet, she has to follow me!

Song Yaoyao tugged her lips and smiled lightly.

"It's not necessary. I'm not someone who would seek short-sightedness." Just like Tang Xinrou said, if she did something stupid, her brother would feel bad for her.

Tang Xinrou looked at her carefully, not missing the slightest change in expression on her face.

"Please, Rourou."

Song Yaoyao took a breath, feeling as if her heart was being cut open by a sharp blade, causing tiny pains.

"I want to be alone for a while."

Her voice was hollow, and Tang Xinrou's heart ached.

"Then you swear." She said: "You must swear well, otherwise I will never forgive you in this life."

Song Yaoyao, "I swear."

-

Song Yaoyao didn't need her company, which made Tang Xinrou feel frustrated.

She went downstairs and found Uncle Zhang waiting eagerly downstairs. When he saw her coming out, he immediately came up to greet her.

"Miss Tang, how are you? Miss Song, has she figured it out?"

"It's okay, you guys underestimate Yaoyao."

Tang Xinrou actually didn't know what she was doing, but she didn't want to make this elderly person even more worried. "She is very strong. She will wait for Mr. Huo to come back until..."

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 some of Uncle Zhang's great achievements from her father.

In the past, when he followed Mr. Huo, he was also a man of great influence.

Now that I am over fifty, I still have to worry.

She only hoped that Mr. Huo could return safely.

-

No one noticed that as soon as Tang Xinrou walked away, Song Yaoyao left the room with her back legs.

She was barefoot and walked quickly.

In the past, if Huo Yunque found her running around without socks, she would definitely be beaten. But now, no one cares about her.

The black coat covered her body, empty.

"Crunch——"

She slowly opened the door.

The room is large and the air is filled with the smell of incense.

The decoration is elegant, and a small Buddhist hall is specially opened in the outermost room.

Guanyin and Buddha are enshrined behind the incense burner with compassionate faces.

Her brother said that her appearance was against the will of heaven, and Song Yaoyao knew that she continued to live in the world with a body that should have died.

She had read that novel, which was a glimpse into the way of heaven and disrupted the direction of destiny.

She almost forgot that there was no figure of Huo Yunque in that book.