Chapter 362: The so-called blood relationship is just that

The cold water washed over her body, and Yaya raised her head with a frown.

"A-choo." After sneezing loudly, Yaya tremblingly turned off the shower faucet and returned to the room wrapped in a bath towel.

After changing into her pajamas, Yaya shivered and lay down in the quilt.

"Ms. Yaya." Xiao Yu seemed to be hesitant to speak, with a genuine heartache in his eyes.

After all, it was the flesh that fell from her body.

Which mother would feel good watching her daughter suffer like this?

However, when Xiao Yu thought that this was for the long-term companionship between the mother and daughter in the future, she could only suppress her heartache.

“Ahem.” Yaya shivered in the quilt, “You know what to say later, right?”

"I know." Xiao Yu nodded and reached out to touch Yaya's forehead: "I'll make you some ginger soup, drink a cup first."

Yaya endured the discomfort, looked at Xiaoyu's back and slowly stretched out her hand.

Compared to ginger soup, she now wants someone to accompany her well.

Being sick is really painful...

"Xiao Yu." Yaya watched Xiao Yu walk to the door and slowly spoke, her voice a little hoarse: "Do you feel sorry for me?"

"Of course." Xiao Yu nodded: "I would rather be the one who gets sick."

After saying this, Xiao Yu curled the corners of his lips and walked out.

Yaya looked at the slowly closing door, her eyes moving slightly, her lips opening and closing: "But, you didn't stop me..."

If you really felt bad, why didn't you stop her when she took a cold shower?

Xiao Yu was clearly standing at the door at that time!

In fact, until the cold water poured down her head, she was still expecting Xiao Yu to stop her.

She hopes someone will say to her: You are more important than those opportunities. As long as you are well...

But Xiao Yu didn't say anything.

Look, the so-called blood relationship is just that.

As if confirming a guess she had known for a long time, Yaya smiled self-deprecatingly.

Not long after, Changshou's parents came back.

When Changshou's parents heard that Yaya had been acting strangely since she woke up at night, they felt a little impatient, but they still went to Yaya's room as originally planned.

Seeing Yaya's face flushed red and curled up in a ball, Changshou's mother quickly went forward and hugged her: "Yaya? Yaya, what's wrong with you?"

"Mom?" Yaya opened her eyes with great effort, then put her head on her mother's chest: "Yaya misses mom."

"Hurry up and call Dr. Sun." Changshou's mother quickly asked someone to call the family doctor: "Xiao Yu, why is Yaya so feverish?"

"The eldest lady felt unwell as soon as she came back tonight. I thought..." Xiao Yu hesitated and shook his head slowly, "But the eldest lady said that the master and the mistress are working hard for this family and she can't let you down, so she won't let me tell you."

"She is young and naive, and you are not naive either, right? Don't you know what you are in charge of?" Changshou's mother was really anxious.

Even though she was not her biological child, and even though Yaya had disappointed her many times and even made her a little scared.

But this is a human life after all, and she has personally raised this child to this age!

"..." Xiao Yu didn't say anything, but looked at his long-lived father helplessly with tearful eyes.

"Forget it, you go down first." Changshou's father waved his hand, turned and sat down next to his wife, put his hand on her shoulder, reminding her not to lose her composure.

Changshou's mother then lowered her head and said nothing more.

That Master is really cunning.

The only relevant evidence they can find now is through the middleman Xiao Yu.

Other than that, they found nothing.

Because of this, we must be more careful.

"Mom..." Hearing someone being angry and furious for her, Yaya finally felt that her heart, which had been poured with cold water, had warmed up a little.

"Yaya, be good. The doctor will be here soon." Changshou's mother coaxed her softly, just like countless nights long ago: "The pain will soon go away. The discomfort will soon go away. Be good..."

"Mom, you are so nice to Yaya. If Changshou comes back, will you still be so nice to Yaya?" Yaya looked at her mother, her eyes full of longing.

Hearing Yaya mention longevity at this time, the worries and tensions in her mother's heart were like being suddenly poured with a bucket of ice water, and she looked at Yaya and began to doubt the real reason for Yaya's illness.

"Mom?" Yaya originally wanted to hear an absolutely affirmative answer, but her mother's pause made her heart fall into an ice cave again.

Oh, as expected, she shouldn't expect someone to love her for no reason.

"Yaya, be good and take good care of yourself." Her mother raised her lips, her voice still gentle, yet with a hint of distance: "Yaya is the bravest child."

"Yaya is not brave, Yaya is not brave at all, Yaya wants her mother to accompany her..." Yaya stretched out her hand, as if begging for a hug.

But her mother just tucked her outstretched hand back into the quilt: "Yaya, you already have a fever. You can't catch a cold anymore, okay? Be good and just wait for the doctor to come."

Hearing this answer, Yaya's eyes were lonely. When she looked up again, she had already strangled the last bit of reluctance.

Since this mother can't love her wholeheartedly, then find another one.

"Dad, go and get busy. Yaya just wants mom to be here with her." Yaya urged her father: "Yaya knows you're very busy. Go and get busy."

Hearing this, Changshou's father glanced at his wife first, then nodded. "Okay, then Yaya, be good. If anything happens, just let someone call Dad. No matter how busy Dad is, he will be by your side the first time."

"Yeah!" Yaya nodded vigorously, and there was finally some light in her eyes.

This is the father she wants.

Changshou's father stood up and left Yaya's room, exchanging a brief glance with his wife before closing the door.

Next, let’s see what kind of chess game is being played!

Just after passing the handover, Changshou's father was called.

"Sir, can I trouble you with something?" Xiao Yu held a tray, his eyes red as if he had just cried. "I made ginger soup for the young lady, but the lady seemed very angry. I, I didn't dare..."

"Okay, give it to me." Changshou's father reached out to take the tray and vaguely felt someone touching the back of his hand.

As soon as Changshou's father looked up, he met Xiaoyu's misty eyes. Xiaoyu tilted his head and looked at him deeply before turning and leaving.

The long-lived father who stayed where he was stood had a look of astonishment and dullness on his face, with only one thing on his mind: he was dirty...

Qiqi has something to say: The temperature has dropped significantly since winter began, and I caught a cold. I'm taking a day off on November 30th. Everyone, please keep warm!