little love

"Sister, are you asleep?"

Song Yi knocked on the door outside.

Song Qing was looking at the photo taken with Yu Jiahong before in the room, and she couldn't help being sad again. Hearing Song Yi's voice, she hurriedly pressed the photo under the book, adjusted her mood, and opened the door.

"Why, come to me so late, you haven't called my sister directly for a long time, you always call me Song Qing Songqing, why are you so obedient today, you called me sister, said, do you have something on your mind to tell me? Don't worry, I will keep it a secret."

While talking, Song Qing winked, as if Song Yi really had some secret.

Uh... Song Yi was speechless for a while, he has secrets, but it's better not to tell those secrets now, lest you can't bear it.

"What can I have on my mind? I just want to chat with you. Seeing that you are so busy these days, we don't even have a chance to talk. Let me say a few more words while I'm free. It's over. You'll be back in Suzhou in [-], and I'll talk to someone then."

Song Yi observed Song Qing's expression while talking, and as expected, Song Qing frowned unnaturally when she heard the word Su Shi, and her expression was also slightly sad.

"Su City... Maybe it's possible to go back!"

Song Qing murmured softly.

"Sister, what are you mumbling about..."

Song Qing came back to her senses, remembered that Song Yi was still here, then restrained her expression, and said with a smile:

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking that my family is so busy now. In the next year, I want to quit my job in Suzhou City, come back to help the family, and then become a general manager or something!"

Song Yi sat on the chair in front of the desk, glanced at a corner of the photo that was pressed under the book, and guessed whose photo it was. After a short silence,

"Sister, are you and Yu Jiahong separated?"

Song Qing raised her head suddenly with a puzzled look on her face.

"Since you came back this time, something has been wrong. Parents have already guessed it. It's just that it's hard to tell you. I want to let you figure it out first. Others can't interfere with emotional matters. You... Is it really divided?"

Song Qing's restrained emotions all of a sudden came out again, and they broke up... They haven't said these two words yet, but what's the difference between the current situation? Recalling the scene in the company before the holiday, still After so many days of ignoring that person, Song Qing suddenly became sad, and the emotions that had been suppressed for many days suddenly broke out. She lay on Song Yi's shoulder and howled loudly, crying out all the grievances.

Here, Song Changjiang, Gao Xiumei, just fell asleep when she was startled by Song Qing's voice. Gao Xiumei quickly lifted the quilt, got out of bed to have a look, but was grabbed by Song Changjiang,

"Don't go, I just saw Xiaoyi went to Song Qing, I'm afraid I'm going to persuade them, their siblings have been close since they were young, and they are easy to talk to, Song Yi also knows the importance, you still let them slow down by themselves Let's talk slowly, just spread it out, let's take a look tomorrow."

When Gao Xiumei heard the same reason, she lay back into bed again, but, listening to Song Qing's crying, she was full of grievances and sadness, which inevitably caused her to touch two tears and scold Yu Jiahong. Song Changjiang comforted this bastard again, and then the two slowly fell asleep.

Here, Song Qing lay on Song Yi's shoulder and cried for a long time. Soon, Song Yi's fleece pajamas got wet. Song Yi didn't care or persuade her. She twisted her snot.

After more than ten minutes, Song Qing was finally tired from crying, and she raised her head, feeling a little embarrassed, her elder sister had never cried like this in front of Song Yi, it was so embarrassing.

"Is it okay to cry? It's much more comfortable after venting."

Song Yi raised his hand and passed another tissue, Song Qing took it, twisted his nose twice,

"Well, it's much better, thank you, Song Yi, sister will wash your pajamas for you tomorrow."

Song Yi blinked,

"It's okay. If you are well, Mom will be happy to wash it for me."

Song Qing burst out laughing and cursed.

"You little brat!"

"Sister, in fact, everyone will experience many things in their life, some good and some bad, and all these things will become their own experience, just like playing a game, these experiences are our accumulated points, only when the points arrive , you will enter the next level. For example, in love, only this time of failure will know what kind of person is suitable for you next time, and the previous failure is just an increase in experience. For example, Yu Jiahong, In fact, he can only be regarded as a scoring tool in your life, so there is really no need to be sad about it."

Seeing that Song Qing was a little moved, Song Yi went on to say:

"Actually, when we encounter setbacks, we can try to pick ourselves out, let our souls float in the air, examine ourselves, and think: This Song Qing or Song Yi has suffered setbacks again. , gained experience, not bad. In this way, we won't care too much about these things, don't you think?"

Song Qing was like a slap in the face, she suddenly woke up, and felt that she really cared too much, that's why she was so sad, since it's all over, why do you still care so much!Suddenly, it suddenly became clear, and I felt that those things were really nothing.

But... Song Qing narrowed her eyes, stared at Song Yi, and said deeply:

"Xiao... Yi...how do you know these things? Tell me honestly."

Song Yi was taken aback, he couldn't say that he always learned from reading Buddhist scriptures in his previous life, right?

Chao Songqing laughed twice:

"I just read this from a book. I've learned it and put it into practice. How about it? It's very useful, hehe..."

As he said that, he planned to escape out the door, and he was also a little sleepy.Just arrived at the door, but heard Song Qing's firm voice coming from behind:

"Xiaoyi, don't worry, I won't be sad for Yu Jiahong anymore, and I won't let my parents worry about me anymore. After a year, I will quit my job and come back to concentrate on managing the supermarket. I don't want my parents to worry about me anymore. So tired."

After Song Yi listened, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, it was not in vain that he wasted so much saliva.

"Go to bed early, good night, wake up tomorrow is a new day!"