Undeniably, Tang Yaoyao was right.
She knew some things that were bad for Tang Yaoyao, but she never stopped them.
In her subconscious, there was no need to go to such lengths for other people's affairs.
She closed her eyes briefly to gather her thoughts, then gently revealed a tender smile, just like the elegant older sister she once was.
It was as if the conversation had never happened at all.
upstairs.
Tang Shengze would arrange for someone to clean Tang Yaoyao's room every day. As soon as you pushed open the door, a faint fragrance of osmanthus would linger in your nostrils.
It was a floral scent she loved. Her father made the room smell the same as her scent, as if she were still living there.
Su Mei looked at the room's furnishings, which had a very girlish feel to them.
I couldn't help but think of Tang Yujiao.
On the surface, she seemed to have no problem, but the conversation between Brother Yao and her just now made her realize the truth.
In this family, the only person who is good to Yao Ge is Tang Shengze.
She moved her lips: "Brother Yao."
"What's wrong?"
"fine……"
I wanted to offer some comfort, but then I felt it was unnecessary; Brother Yao should have already moved on from his past pain.
Tang Yaoyao sat down on the edge of the bed with Su Mei and took out a photo album from the bedside table: "This album records what I looked like from childhood to adulthood."
Su Mei suddenly wanted to know what Yao Ge looked like when he was a child.
Tang Yaoyao herself was also very curious to know.
As far as she could remember, she was either a reddish-brown fox or someone of unparalleled beauty, but she never knew what she looked like as a child.
I opened the photo album.
The first picture is a family photo.
It's less of a family photo and more of a picture proving that she was isolated from a young age.
Dad and Lin Hui sat on chairs, with Tang Yujiao nestled in Lin Hui's lap, a happy smile on her face.
She stood to her father's right, her gaze fixed on Lin Hui, who was holding Tang Yujiao.
Looking at the photo, Su Mei suddenly felt a tightness in her heart, as if she were being gripped by a small hand, causing a slight pain.
It's clear that when he was little, Yao Ge did have expectations of his mother.
Her eyes seemed to sparkle as she gazed intently at her mother, her lips slightly pursed, as if she were dreaming of how wonderful it would be if she were the one sitting in her mother's lap.
Tang Yaoyao's heart ached as well, feeling as if this unfair treatment had spread from the tip of her heart to her entire being.
Although she had never experienced it herself, seeing this photo made her feel as if she had experienced it all.
What a pitiful little girl.
She looked no more than six or seven years old, and she longed for her mother's love. Even though she knew her mother didn't love her, she stubbornly placed this not-so-warm, even distorted, family photo on the first page of the album.
Some memories are gradually becoming clearer at this moment.
At school, she was bullied by older students who pushed her, causing her to fall to the ground. Due to the force of the fall, her pants were torn, leaving a small hole, and her knee was bruised.
When she got home, she saw her mother and instinctively wanted to rush into her arms, cry out all the grievances she had suffered, and hear her say, "It's okay, it's okay, sweetie, don't cry, Mommy's here."
Thinking this, she started walking forward. She had only taken one step when her mother noticed the wound on her leg.
His expression immediately changed.
She thought her mother would feel sorry for her, even if only a little.
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