In the late summer and early autumn nights, the cold makes people tremble physically and mentally.
Song Xiang walked home with blood blisters all over his feet.
Open the door and find your own space.
She undressed and took a shower without saying a word.
The scalding water rushed over her body until a layer of skin was almost peeled off. Then she turned off the shower, and then used a bath ball to rub the skin on her body vigorously.
With a little more force, those disgusting traces will disappear.
She did all this expressionlessly and didn't cry from beginning to end. When she looked in the mirror, she saw the bruise on her neck. She stared at the person with bloodshot eyes in the mirror for a long time, and suddenly she couldn't control her tears.
.
How can I live my life to such a useless state...
"waste."
The person in the mirror suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself hard.
One hit was not enough, so I hit him again.
My face hurts and my mind becomes clear.
She wiped away her tears, walked out of the bathroom, dried her hair, and calmed down.
Louis is a bomb. You must not bump into him again, otherwise you will never be as lucky as today.
She is not stupid enough to really plot against Yan Zhenzhen. Even if the other person is annoying, she is not stupid enough to let her ruin the other person's innocence.
Resigning is the best way. Leave the imperial capital and take your mother to a small city.
Yan Han is a generous financial sponsor. In the past few years, she has bought two houses one after another, and she still has one to two million in savings.
When I think about it this way, the pressure is reduced a lot.
She didn't hesitate anymore, threw away the towel, and sent her resignation application to the human resources department overnight.
As soon as the email was sent, the boulder in my heart seemed to be removed in an instant. However, after just a moment of relaxation, that frightening feeling of emptiness came overwhelmingly, as if the position of my heart had been hollowed out.
Song Xiang leaned back in the chair and reached out to cover her eyes, letting all the emotions that were about to overflow disappear between her fingers.
She didn't know how much time had passed, but she felt tired. She got up and fell on the sofa, falling asleep.
She was about to resign anyway, so when the alarm clock rang, she pressed it directly.
After sleeping until about three o'clock in the morning, Song Xiang was woken up by the continuous ringing of his mobile phone.
She touched the phone and answered the call in confusion.
"Hello."
"Miss Song, I am Xu Yi."
Song Xiang opened his eyes impatiently and sat up, "Is something wrong?"
"Mr. Yan is in the hospital, please come over now."
"Hospital?" Song Xiang frowned and made no move, "I can't go."
Xu Yi was surprised, paused on the phone, and then said: "Miss Song, you know Mr. Yan's temper. There is no need to be too serious, otherwise you can imagine the consequences."
Song Xiang remained silent.
Xu Yi's voice came over again, and his tone became softer, "Ms. Song, I must remind you that the two houses in your name are donated properties, and Yan can always take them back."
Song Xiang suddenly clenched her phone and tightened her jaw.
Xu Yi added: "I heard that your mother is still in a nursing home. The cost should be high, right?"
Song Xiang took a deep breath and calmed down, "Send me the specific address."
"Okay." Xu Yi was polite and quickly hung up the phone.
Song Xiang was in a irritable mood and endured her anger to change clothes.
She was not in a hurry, took a taxi and drove there slowly, even unable to help cursing Yan Han along the way.
It's best not to have a minor problem, a painful stomach ulcer or something like that, and let him feel the suffering of the world.
When she arrived at the hospital, Xu Yi sent a message asking her to go to the third floor, which was the second examination room on the left.
Song Xiang got out of the elevator and looked up, only to find that it was the gynecology department.
She was stunned for a moment, unable to react in her mind, and knocked on the door of the examination room uncertainly.
"Hello……"
There was only one female doctor in the inspection room, and the doctor raised his head and glanced at her coldly.
"Miss Song, right?"
"yes."
"You just lie down and I'll get ready."
Song Xiang was stunned, and his feet seemed to be nailed to the spot.