Chapter 6 Ex-boyfriend
In private, Xu Songning would have a lot of fun with these familiar people.
Sitting there like a great Buddha today, he must have something in mind.
Lu Xiaomeng secretly asked Gu Xing if she should invite Yun Ge to come and have fun. Gu Xing said that's just Xiang Yun's personality. He doesn't really play around at bars. Let him be.
In this way, the two people were able to sit there peacefully and have an opportunity to chat.
"It's your birthday today, why is all your attention on me?" Xu Songning tapped her forehead with his finger, thinking to himself, this girl is really perceptive.
Lu Xiaomeng laughed heartily, put her arm around Xu Songning's waist, and leaned against her, "Oh dear, I have to be concerned about my sister Xu's happiness. I've brought two great men to you today, so you can chat with them and see who's more suitable."
As her best friend, Xu Songning felt that Lu Xiaomeng and Zhou Qiao had been too eager to introduce her to potential partners lately. However, the two were in cahoots and neither of them revealed a word of it. They only said that Xu Songning was about to turn 28 and that if she didn't go crazy one last time, she would be too old.
Xu Songning believes that her crazy years are over. She once devoted herself to one person for two years, but that person came and went like a gust of wind, impossible to grasp, understand, or wait for.
By the time the game ended, it was almost 9 p.m. Everyone here doesn't have their own schedule, so we agreed to meet up again next time.
It's difficult to schedule appointments with both the captain and air traffic control; who knows when the next appointment will be?
Song Qing'an called a designated driver, and Xu Songning helped the drunk Lu Xiaomeng stand by the roadside, waiting for the driver to come.
"Miss Xu, how about I give you a ride?" Song Qing'an walked over, wanting to help.
However, Xu Songning shook his head, "We're going the same way. The driver will be there soon."
Before Song Qing'an could even ask where she lived, she blurted out that they lived in different directions, indicating that she was rejecting her completely.
They had just met, so this rejection wasn't really a blow; it just showed that Xu Songning was a person with a clear sense of boundaries.
Song Qing'an stopped insisting and left as soon as the designated driver arrived.
It was very late, and Lu Xiaomeng rested her head on her shoulder, muttering drunken ramblings.
How could a drunk person hear what was being said? Xu Songning held the sunflower, his fingers idly stroking her hair.
"Sister Xu...you...you deserve better! Who is Cheng Ou? He...he's not good enough for you! And...he's found a new girlfriend..."
Xu Songning paused, looked down at Lu Xiaomeng who was rambling incoherently, and finally understood the reason for her and Zhou Qiao's unusual behavior.
It turns out her ex-boyfriend has a new girlfriend.
No wonder Zhou Qiao and Lu Xiaomeng were determined to introduce her to someone.
People should always look forward, right? He has a girlfriend, what does that have to do with me being single? Do I have to find a partner too to consider myself superior to him?
Xu Songning helped Lu Xiaomeng out of the car.
When they arrived at the door, Lu Xiaomeng, holding the flowers, leaned against the wall, feeling drowsy, and waited for Xu Songning to open the door.
"Sister Xu, when is Auntie coming back to celebrate the New Year with you?"
"Probably in a few more months."
Xu Songning pushed the drunkard into the house, and after a quick wash, he took him to a guest room.
"Sister Xu, I want to sleep with you." Lu Xiaomeng dangled her hands outside the blanket, pleading softly.
"Sweetie, Sister Xu doesn't like sleeping with drunk people. Let the rabbit keep you company." Xu Songning took out a white and pink rabbit that was half the height of a person from the closet and stuffed it into Lu Xiaomeng's arms.
Once she had something to hold, Lu Xiaomeng calmed down.
Xu Songning turned off the light and stood quietly at the door watching her sleeping face. "Goodnight, Xiaomeng."
"Goodnight..." Lu Xiaomeng hummed in response.
The neighborhood was exceptionally quiet at night.
She lit a thin cigarette, held it skillfully between her fingers, and didn't take a single puff.
The photo was placed on the bedside table, and she sat down by the bedside, within easy reach.
It was an old photo. There was a deep crease on the left side, obscuring the heartless, remarried father. Meanwhile, the mother, with a warm smile, was embracing Xu Songning, who was in high school, and the two of them were laughing happily.
Xu Songning's mother was also an expert in the field, and her love for this industry came from her mother. Her mother would hold her on her lap, point to the airplanes in the magazines, and teach her to recognize the models. She would take her to places around the airport where photography was allowed and use her camera to capture the scene of the planes landing. When she was five years old, her mother took her on a plane. When the plane took off and flew to an altitude of 10,000 meters, with the blue sky and white clouds so close at hand, little Xu Songning was deeply moved.
Although her mother was very busy with work, she was never absent from Xu Songning's childhood and gave her love selflessly.
The mother is the embodiment of love, while the indifferent father is an iceberg. Although he spends more time at home than the mother, he has never given Xu Songning any extra care. He always goes into his study to look through his work materials, and his involvement in the family is negligible.
Nevertheless, he also blamed his mother for not being able to balance work and family, and even made her quit her job.
When Xu Songning learned of this news, she calmly told her father that it was he, not her, who needed her mother's care. She fully accepted that her mother was doing the work she loved and did not want her mother to change.
As a result, the mother and father often quarreled. The once energetic mother became depressed and even became somewhat ill due to the daily arguments, eventually collapsing at her workbench.
After being taken to the hospital, Xu Songning learned that his mother had a very serious illness.
She endured the pain, thinking it was nothing serious, but the doctor informed her that she had to resign and could no longer work under high pressure.
The indifferent father also coldly watched from the hospital, saying, "It's all because you insisted on doing that job! Now look what's happened, you've ruined your health, are you happy now? Are you glad now? I'm not going to clean up your mess!"
The mother didn't want to say many things; she just looked at the father calmly and said, "Let's get a divorce."
"What?" The father could hardly believe what she was saying, but he did not refute her.
The divorce proceedings were quick, and when her mother went, she brought a wig that Xu Songning had chosen. Her hair was falling out very quickly due to treatment.
Summer crape myrtle blossoms fell on her mother's shoulder. She picked up a blossom and handed it to Xu Songning.
"Ningning, this is Mom's favorite flower. I hope it brings you good luck, and I hope my Ningning won't have to work so hard in the future."
Xu Songning knelt down in front of the wheelchair and helped her mother straighten the wrinkles on her dress. She placed the crape myrtle flower in the pocket of her heart, letting it throb warmly with her heartbeat.
"Mom, I applied to your alma mater for college. I want to be like you, I want to continue your mission, the mission of protecting the blue sky." Eighteen-year-old Xu Songning rested on her mother's lap, her eyes filled with determination.
The mother sighed softly, gently stroking her hair, "Ningning, don't work too hard. Ningning, grow up well. Mom will always be with you."
After graduation, Xu Songning successfully received her civil aviation admission notice. Her mother's illness also improved, and with more free time, she decided to do things she had always wanted to do but never had the time for.
The mother stood in front of the airport's floor-to-ceiling window and asked Xu Songning to take a picture of her and the plane.
“Before, I was the one directing the planes; now, the planes are directing me to where I need to go.” The mother smiled and looked back at the behemoth. “The Boeing 777 is as impressive as I imagined.”
Xu Songning hugged his mother, "Ms. Xu Enxia, fly to wherever you want to go!"
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