Coming out of Han Xue's bedroom, Tong Jiangxin had a dull expression on her face. When she turned around, she saw Tong Jianghao coming out of the room.
"sister".
Tong Jianghao shouted with a smile.
Tong Jiangxin's eyes felt inexplicably hot. She raised the corners of her lips and said, "Jiang Hao, do you want to study in the United States?"
Tong Jianghao nodded, and then the smile on his face faded a little.
Tong Jiangxin walked over and asked aloud, "Is Hong Kong bad? Why do you want to go to the United States?"
Tong Jianghao lowered his head slightly and whispered, "I heard the classmates talking about the house behind their backs..."
Tong Jiangxin frowned slightly, and couldn't help but put her hand on Tong Jianghao's head, pulled him over, and hugged him gently.
Han Xue came out of the house and happened to see this scene, with a vague expression between happiness and sadness on her face.
Three days later, at the Hong Kong International Airport, Tong Jiangxin was wearing a pair of black sunglasses and a black suit. She was holding hands with Tong Jianghao, and standing on the other side of Tong Jianghao was Han Xue.
People were coming and going, some were preparing to go through the security check, and some were just getting off the plane. Tong Jiangxin stopped, looked at Tong Jianghao and said, "Jiang Hao, when you get to the United States, you should call your sister as soon as possible, okay?"
Tong Jianghao's childish face was full of reluctance. He took Tong Jiangxin's hand and asked, "Sister, can you come with us?"
When Han Xue heard this, her face was filled with embarrassment and a trace of panic.
Tong Jiangxin seemed to have not seen her, and just smiled and replied, "Sister, she still has a job in Hong Kong, so she can't leave."
Tong Jianghao pursed his lips, and his long, curled eyelashes drooped, with a hint of grievance.
An aviation announcement came to my ears, "Attention passengers of flight zu672 from Hong Kong to the United States. Please go through the security check and board the plane as soon as possible..."
Uncle Cheng, who was standing behind Tong Jiangxin, was pushing a luggage trolley with large and small Louis Vuitton and Hermes suitcases inside. He said, "Miss, I'll check in the luggage first."
Tong Jiangxin nodded, and then said to Tong Jianghao, "Jiang Hao, go with Uncle Cheng. Sister is waiting for you here."
Tong Jianghao nodded, then let go of Tong Jiangxin's hand, and walked forward with Uncle Cheng.
Han Xue looked at Tong Jiangxin's side face, finally showed an apologetic expression, and said, "Jiang Xin, I'm sorry, and... thank you."
Tong Jiangxin looked away from Tong Jianghao and looked at Han Xue. She said almost expressionlessly, "We are all a family. There is nothing to be sorry for, and there is no need to say thank you."
Her words were lukewarm, which made Han Xue even more difficult to deal with.
She nodded, lowered her gaze slightly, and said, "I know you blame me in your heart, but Jiang Xin, you have to know that I am a mother, and I must find the best for Jiang Hao."
What about me? Tong Jiangxin can't help but feel resentful in her heart, but now, if she still asks, it's just a slap in the face.
She wanted to show a smile, but after trying several times, Tong Jiangxin gave up. She finally said with a stern face, "Aunt Xue, when you get to the United States, find a place to live as soon as possible and take good care of Jiang Hao."
Han Xue nodded in agreement, knowing that Tong Jiangxin really cared about her only brother.
Not long after, Tong Jianghao and Uncle Cheng came back together, and Tong Jiangxin had to send them away. She was reluctant to leave, but in the end it turned into a faint smile and only said to take care of herself.
Tong Jianghao was held by Han Xue's hand. He turned back three times and disappeared at the security checkpoint.
Tong Jiangxin's tears fell instantly. She was wearing black sunglasses and couldn't see the look in her eyes clearly, but it could be seen from her tense shoulders that she had been holding back.
Seeing this, Uncle Cheng sighed inaudibly, took out a tissue and handed it to Tong Jiangxin, saying, "Miss, the young master has left, and we will go back too."
Tong Jiangxin was reluctant to leave and stood at the airport for half an hour before turning around and leaving.
Uncle Cheng was sitting in the driver's seat and driving, and Tong Jiangxin was sitting in the back seat. Her face with sunglasses was just like the foreign models in those big-name magazines, beautiful but cold.
The whole journey was silent until we returned to Tong's house.
Tong Jiangxin stepped up to the second floor. Uncle Cheng kept watching, then shook his head, turned around and walked outside.
After returning to her bedroom, as soon as she closed the door, Tong Jiangxin pressed against the door panel and burst into tears.
From the time her father passed away to now, in just a few short months, this family has already ceased to exist in name only.
I still remember that the suicide note clearly stated that no matter what, Han Xue and Tong Jianghao must be taken care of, but now that I think about it, it was all in vain.
Tong Jiangxin wanted to say sorry to Tong Haizheng, sorry for breaking her promise, sorry for not keeping the family, sorry for watching them leave.
But there was another voice in her heart telling her that she was right, she had given everything for them, she had tried hard, but when the crisis came, Han Xue chose to abandon her without hesitation.
You give everything you have to one person, but in the end, that person abandons you. Such a huge psychological gap is unbearable for a friend, not just a family member.
Tong Jiangxin didn't know when she walked to the bed, nor when she lay down on it. Looking up at the layers of curtains on the big bed, she just felt that everything was just a dream. As long as she woke up again, what would happen?
Everything will be fine.
Her breathing became very slow, and so did her heartbeat... Tong Jiangxin felt as if she was suffering from a serious illness. She could still hold herself up in front of people, but now, she seemed to be paralyzed, and the illness came like a mountain.
Close your eyes, this is a deep and long dream...
Tong Jiangxin woke up again because she felt someone sitting next to her. Tong Jiangxin opened her eyes in a daze. The warm yellow crystal light on the bedside table made her feel a little dazed. She saw the delicate-looking Liao Jianing, sitting beside the bed.
He was taking a cotton swab and dipping it in water on his lips.
"Why are you here?"
Tong Jiangxin heard her own hoarse and unpleasant voice, as if it had been polished with sandpaper, and she couldn't help but frown.
Liao Jianing put down the water cup and cotton swab in his hand and replied aloud, "I called your cell phone and you turned it off. Fortunately, I'm here. You have a fever and your back is wet. How can you ask Uncle Cheng to take care of you?!"
Tong Jiangxin only reacted when Liao Jianing said this. She felt severe pain all over her body, as if she had been beaten.
Liao Jianing stood up, took the porridge and side dishes placed on the table, and said loudly, "Eat something to fill your stomach, and then take some medicine. If the fever does not go away tonight, you will have to go to the hospital tomorrow."
As soon as Tong Jiangxin smelled the rice, she frowned, tilted her face and said, "Take it away, I don't want to eat it."