Mother An put down her chopsticks and asked anxiously, "Why?" It was all fine before.
Song Ge didn't know how to explain either. She just told her, "Mom, I know what I'm doing."
Mother An was so anxious that she slapped Song Ge, saying, "Oh, I told you before not to be with Zhai Cheng, but you didn't listen. And now look where you've ended up! Do you really want to piss me off?"
Father An pulled Mother An and comforted her. "Come on, our daughter has grown up and has her own ideas. Let her be."
Mother An suddenly burst into tears. "Is it easy for me? I've raised her all these years, hoping she could marry a good man. But what has she been doing all day long?"
Song Ge looked at Mother An and shed silent tears. She stood up, hugged Mother An, and said, "Mom, I'm sorry. I..."
Mother An suddenly broke down too. Hugging Song Ge, she felt a bit apologetic. "Did I speak too harshly just now? Mom was just too anxious."
"I know, I know everything."
The two hugged and cried like children. Father An stood beside them, watching silently.
It took a while for them to stop crying.
Mother An looked at Song Ge with a kind face. She stroked her hair and said, "You were just a little girl, and now you've grown into a young lady. From now on, you can decide your own affairs. Mom is old."
"Mom will always be a fairy. How could you be old?" Song Ge joked.
Mother An tapped her on the head. "You're so glib all day long. Let's eat."
The whole family had a happy meal.
After the meal, Song Ge voluntarily helped Mother An wash the dishes. However, it was obvious that she had something to say but didn't speak up.
Mother An naturally noticed it but didn't ask. Since she didn't want to say, she wouldn't ask.
After washing the dishes, Mother An was about to leave the kitchen when Song Ge called out to her. "Mom, I'm planning to leave tomorrow."
"Where are you going?" Mother An asked calmly.
Song Ge thought for a while and shook her head. "I haven't decided yet."
Mother An sighed. "It's good to leave for a while, to relax and see the world. But you must contact us regularly so that we know where you are."
"Okay." Song Ge suddenly hugged Mother An and greedily breathed in her scent. "Mom, I'm sorry for you. You've raised me up, but I can't stay by your side to take care of you."
Mother An patted her on the shoulder and comforted her. "Your dad and I are still young. It's too early to talk about you taking care of us."
"Thank you, Mom." Song Ge said again.
After washing up at night, Song Ge appeared in her parents' room, holding her favorite doll. "Can I sleep with you tonight?"
Mother An and Father An looked at each other and then smiled. "Come on."
Fortunately, it was a big bed, and it wasn't crowded for the three of them to sleep.
Song Ge couldn't remember since when she had stopped sleeping with her parents.
In the darkness, no one spoke. There was only the gentle sound of breathing.
Song Ge hugged Mother An's arm and slowly fell asleep.
In her dream, she was just a little girl of a few years old, clinging to her parents all day long. Suddenly, her parents disappeared...
Song Ge was awakened. Seeing the familiar scene, she realized it was just a dream. She looked outside, and the sunlight had already shone in.
The clock ticked. Song Ge looked at the watch. It was already past ten in the morning. How long had it been since she slept so well?
She went back to her room, changed her clothes, found her suitcase, packed some clothes and daily necessities simply, and then went downstairs.
"You're awake. Seeing you sleeping soundly, I didn't wake you up."
Mother An was already preparing lunch. Looking at the kitchen, she said, "There are some dumplings warming in the pot. Take them out and eat."
Song Ge walked into the kitchen, took out the dumplings, and sat at the table alone to eat.
Since Song Ge was leaving, Mother An prepared lunch early.
After lunch at home, a little after eleven, Song Ge carried her luggage. Mother An and Father An sent her to the community entrance.
"Pay more attention to your safety when you're alone outside. If you miss home, just come back. Call us if you have anything." Mother An instructed.
Song Ge nodded. She took a look at them, pulled her suitcase, hailed a taxi, and headed for the airport.
Along the way, Song Ge looked at the scenery outside the window. She had lived in this city all her life. It was really hard for her to leave.
The car stopped at some point. The driver saw that Song Ge didn't get out of the car for a long time and reminded her, "Miss, we're here."
Only then did Song Ge come to her senses. She got out of the car, picked up her suitcase, and walked into the airport hall with the crowd.
The hall was crowded and a bit noisy.
Many people were dragging their suitcases and holding their tickets, heading for their destinations.
Song Ge looked at the crowd blankly. Where should she go?
She found a place to sit down and hesitated.
An uncle beside her patted Song Ge and said, "Little girl, could you help me see where to enter with this plane ticket?"
Song Ge took the ticket, looked at it, and surveyed the surroundings. "It should be over there."
But the uncle still looked very confused. Song Ge sighed and said, "I'll take you there."
The uncle was full of gratitude. "Thank you."
Song Ge took the uncle to find the entrance. After the uncle went in, she was about to go to the front desk to check the nearest flight, no matter where it was going.
Just as she was pushing her suitcase over, she suddenly heard a familiar voice.
"You're really stupid."
Ji Qingzhen?
Song Ge was stunned for a moment. She turned her head and sure enough saw Ji Qingzhen, talking to someone.
She pulled her suitcase vigorously and ran over directly. She rushed in front of Ji Qingzhen and questioned him, "Why did you do this?"
Ji Qingzhen saw who it was. It was Song Ge. A disdainful smile appeared on his lips. He was quite different from before. "Oh, it's you."
"I didn't believe you were such a person. Now it seems that I overestimated you." Song Ge said with a cold face.
Ji Qingzhen crossed his arms in front of his chest. "Miss Song, where are you going?"
Song Ge knew that Ji Qingzhen was trying to change the topic and ignored him. "Do you think you're worthy of your elder brother by doing this?" She believed that if Ji Qingyun were still alive, he wouldn't let Ji Qingzhen do this.
Hearing the name Ji Qingyun, Ji Qingzhen sneered. "My elder brother? What does he have to do with me? He's already dead." As if remembering something, he said, "Oh, right. When he died, I didn't even shed a single tear. I was even happy."
As he said this, he burst out laughing.
Song Ge felt a chill down her spine. She was horrified. She never thought that Ji Qingzhen could be so terrifying.
"A person like you should go to hell." Song Ge pointed at him excitedly. "Don't you think you're so cold - hearted?"