People born in the 80s became relocated households

Chapter 139 Farewell

It was getting darker and darker. Wang Yingying simply packed some luggage and sat upright on the bed for a long time. There was no movement outside the door. After thinking for a while, she decided to say goodbye to Lin Moxiao and knocked on the door gently:

"Brother Xiao, don't be angry. I sincerely apologize to you. Don't be angry with me. If you let me go, I will leave and I won't bother you again."

After standing there for a while, there was no movement from inside. Just as she was about to turn around, the door suddenly opened and Lin Moxiao, a man with a scholarly temperament, walked out.

The moment he saw Wang Yingying wearing a white down jacket, he suddenly remembered that this was the down jacket he bought for Jiang Shuya. She had only tried it on symbolically once and did not take it away. It had been hanging in the cloakroom ever since.

He personally drove to the Jinling City Center Mall to buy this dress that day. He thought she would want it, but she didn't appreciate it at all. He spent a lot of effort on it. After that, whenever he gave her gifts, she pushed them away and refused every time.

Wang Yingying saw that he was staring at her clothes, her face changed slightly, and she whispered:

"Brother Xiao, I saw this dress in the cloakroom matches my skirt, so I put it on. I never wore down jackets in winter before, but this dress is too warm after I put it on, so I didn't change it. If you think it's inappropriate, I will change it now."

"No need, I've already worn it, no one wants it anyway."

Lin Moxiao said these words in anger, feeling a pang of bitterness in his heart. He didn't care much about the rejection in the first place, and looked out the window:

"It's too late. Go back tomorrow morning! Pack up all your things and don't leave anything behind. If I find out, I won't be as easy to talk to as I was last time."

Although his words were cold, he couldn't bear it after all and was soft-hearted. Kind people are always willing to think about others.

Wang Yingying's heart suddenly warmed up, and she looked at him in disbelief. It turned out that her brother Xiao had not changed and still cared about her, so she nodded hurriedly:

"Brother Xiao, I will go back to my hometown tomorrow and tell my parents that you are the best man I have ever met."

Lin Moxiao was stunned when he heard this, not knowing what was going on:

"Why did you tell your parents about me? I'm not a good person at all. Don't bring me up when you have a family reunion."

"You are a good person. My parents have a very good relationship. They will definitely make a lot of delicious food for me tomorrow. I think my mother is the happiest person in the world.

She has never worked in her life. Her father spoiled her, supported her, and let her manage the family finances. I remember that they never quarreled. "

Wang Yingying saw that he didn't seem so angry anymore and became more and more excited as he spoke.

Lin Moxiao also looked at her with envy:

"Then you must be the happiest family. You are very lucky to be born into such a family."

In Lin Moxiao's impression, from childhood to adulthood, the days when the family of three were reunited were very few.

As he grew up, he almost never saw his father again. If Lin Wei were standing next to him now, he might not recognize him, but the hatred in his heart is so deep that he will never forget it.

"Of course. My father has always told me that I must be optimistic and positive in life and not give up. But now I have failed to live up to his teachings."

Wang Yingying said this with tears in her eyes.

Yes, Wang Yingying has been spoiled by her father and mother since she was a child. Although her family is not wealthy, they have everything they want.

She always has a way to get what she wants, and she is determined to get it. But when she grows up and enters the society, she finds that the society is so cruel. She has never suffered, so she changes jobs one after another. She can't get what she wants just by herself.

During a company dinner one night, she heard that nightclub ladies earned very high incomes, which attracted her attention. She thought that as long as she accompanied the guests to drink, greeted them with a smile, and acted coquettishly, she could earn a lot of money.

Later, after being introduced by Li He, she was easily addicted to it. Overnight, the income she earned was as much as her monthly salary. She had a good alcohol tolerance and soon became intoxicated and unable to extricate herself.

"Take a rest! Go home and reunite with your parents tomorrow." Lin Moxiao urged.

"Brother Xiao, aren't you going home during the Chinese New Year? How come I've never heard of your parents?"

Wang Yingying really wanted to know the reason.

Although she had been with the man in front of her for several months, she had never heard him mention his family, which made Wang Yingying very curious.

Lin Moxiao's heart was in turmoil when he heard this. He turned cold and said calmly, "I don't want to go back."

Where is his home now? The home he once had is already in ruins. His father left, his mother passed away, and there is no longer any trace of human life in it.

"Then Brother Xiao, would you please consider visiting my home? My parents will definitely welcome you." Wang Yingying tried to invite him.

Lin Moxiao found a simple reason and refused: "Thank you, I don't have any vacation time."

After she finished speaking, she heard the door close tightly, leaving her no chance to retaliate. Fortunately, Lin Moxiao's attitude became better and better, and Wang Yingying was overjoyed.

Sitting in the study, Lin Moxiao silently recalled his mother and the father whom he hated with gritted teeth.

It has been six years since my mother passed away. I wonder if my father, who is somewhere in this world, feels any regret or longing for her.

Xixia Village

Huang Minghao came back home very late after drinking. He staggered back home with heavy steps and finally went upstairs. He came to the bedroom naturally and turned the door lock, but found that he could not open the door.

He was breathing heavily, banging on the door in frustration, kicking it twice in anger, and shouting a few words, but found that no one answered. His face turned red and he felt nauseous. He covered his chest and rushed to the bathroom and began to vomit.

Perhaps he drank too much, his stomach was churning, and he vomited wave after wave. He sat on the ground with weakness all over his body, cursing:

"Jiang Shuya, you are a woman who can neither be a lady nor a cook. You are not virtuous at all. What use do I have for you?"

Jiang Shuya, who was lying in the master bedroom, had already fallen into a deep sleep and did not hear Huang Minghao shouting outside.

When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Huang Minghao woke up after a moment, perhaps because he was woken by the cold. He went into the second bedroom and found that the bed and quilt had already been made. The bookshelf inside had been moved away and there was an extra storage rack full of clothes. Upon closer inspection, he found that they were all his.

Huang Minghao felt annoyed and his head began to ache. He quickly lifted the quilt and crawled in. There was a faint fragrance on the quilt, which smelled very good and made him think of Jiang Shuya.

He couldn't help but laugh. His heart tightened. He suddenly wanted to hold her to sleep. Her soft and fragrant body made him easily addicted and irresistible. Thinking carefully, he hadn't slept with her for a long time. He tried to count the time with his fingers in his mind. Oh! It seemed like a long, long time.