In This Life, We Don’t Even Talk About Love Dogs

Chapter 208 It’s Not because of Me, but My Sister (2400 Words)

At six o'clock in the morning, the sky was still bright, and the rising sun had risen halfway, revealing half of its red round face. The morning glow filled the sky, like a fire, as if it ignited all the white clouds in the sky.

The girl lying on the bed had her eyelashes trembling slightly and slowly opened her transparent eyes.

The girl stretched out on the bed, then turned over, holding the quilt tightly with her white and tender legs, hugging the pillow with her hands, and gently rubbing her soft face against the pillow.

Although this pillow had been washed and washed after Ye Ge went to college, it was still the pillow Ye Ge had always slept on.

From the girl's perspective, the senior's pillow still has a special smell.

The girl sat on the bed, hugging the pillow, half-squinting her eyes, and feeling dazed, as if the girl was about to fall asleep again.

The girl shook her head vigorously, and her long shawl hair also swayed slightly.

The little feet were stretched out from the bed, and the white and delicate feet were put on pink slippers, like ice cream put into a pink cone ring.

After a simple wash, the girl walked out of the community and went to the breakfast shop downstairs of her house.

"Xiao Yue, why are you down again?" Ms. Song, who was selling breakfast, saw Su Yue coming down and said quickly, "Hurry up and go to bed. What time is it?"

"It's okay, auntie, I've had enough sleep, and I don't have to go to school." Su Yue walked into the breakfast shop with a smile.

"Oh, you kid," Ms. Song sighed, "You should rest more and sleep more while you are still growing."

"It doesn't matter, auntie. I've had enough sleep. I'm here to help auntie sell breakfast." Su Yue's eyes narrowed.

"Hey, you kid, okay, okay, we two will sell breakfast together."

Ms. Song knew that she couldn't persuade the child, so she had to wave to her and let the child stand beside her.

In fact, Ms. Song is still very happy. This child is really obedient. If she had such a daughter, she would be so sweet.

This is a truly considerate little cotton-padded jacket.

Ms. Song had already decided that if that boy didn't marry Su Mu or Su Yue, then she would ask these two children if they wanted to be her goddaughters.

"Yueyue, you are selling breakfast with your Aunt Song again."

Soon, an old woman came over.

"Good morning, Grandma Zheng. Does Grandma Zheng still want to have two shaomai and one cup of soy milk?" Su Yue greeted sweetly.

"yes."

"Grandma Zheng, here you go, the soy milk is a bit hot."

Uncle Sun: "Hey, Xiaoyue, good morning."

Su Yue: "Grandpa Sun, good morning."

Uncle Sun: "Xiao Yue, bring me a bowl of rice noodles."

Su Yue: "If it's slightly spicy, you don't need coriander, right?"

Uncle Sun: "Enemies, rivals."

Just after 6:20, the breakfast store became increasingly busy.

Song Yanxia's store is 70 square meters. It is not just a window selling breakfast, so many diners come to the store to eat rice noodles.

The rice noodles made by Ms. Song are excellent and affordable.

Soon the store was full.

"Xiao Yue, I heard that you have been admitted to college. Congratulations."

"Thank you Grandpa Niu, I will try my best."

"Xiao Yue, I heard that the university you were recommended to be admitted to is 985. What kind of strange university is 985? How could there be a university with such a series of numbers?" asked Uncle Liu, who was over 70 years old.

"Uncle Liu, 985 is not the name of the university. The university Xiaoyue entered is among the top ten in the country." An aunt next to her shouted into Uncle Liu's ear.

"Xiaoyue, can I introduce you to my son?"

"Old Yang, don't worry about Xiao Yue. Xiao Yue and Ye Zi are a couple."

"Xiao Yue, when will you marry Ye Zi and have a baby?"

"Oh, why are you so anxious? Xiaoyue will only be a freshman next year."

Uncle Liu: "What happened to my freshman year? At that time, people and children who were 18 years old were able to play soy sauce."

"It's different, times are different."

In the breakfast shop, the neighbors eating breakfast chatted with each other in a very lively manner. After eating, they would quickly give up their seats so that other diners could have a place to sit. They even helped clear the table and dishes. .

Everyone has lived together for so many years, and they have watched Song Yanxia raise Ye Ge from childhood to adulthood. They know how difficult it is for this mother and son.

Now that the child has grown up, has been admitted to a good university, and has managed to survive, I am really happy for the mother and son who have endured a lot of hardships.

At ten o'clock in the morning, there were almost no customers left, and the breakfast was almost sold out. Ms. Song refused to let Xiao Yue help at any time: "Go, go, Xiao Yue, go to bed quickly. You can play without going to bed." , I’ll take care of it next.”

Ms. Song said as she squeezed Su Yue out of the store.

"Aunt Song, I'm going out first. I have an appointment with someone today." Su Yue said with a smile.

"Well, take this pocket money first. If you don't have enough money, ask Auntie for it." Ms. Song stuffed a hundred-yuan red card into Su Yue's palm.

Su Yue quickly wanted to push it back: "Auntie, I'm not short of money."

"Auntie knows that you earned several thousand yuan from singing, but you saved it. This is the salary Auntie gave you today. If you don't want it, Auntie will be really angry." Ms. Song's expression was pretending to be serious.

"Okay, thank you, Auntie. I'll go out then." Su Yue had no choice but to accept it. When she came back from winter vacation, the senior would tell Auntie about the income in person. She would not expose it now.

Su Yue left the store, took a taxi, and went to an office building in Siqi District. After explaining her purpose on the first floor, the receptionist let Su Yue in.

Su Yue went directly to the 16th floor.

As soon as she walked out of the elevator, she saw a warm-colored font at the entrance - "Guiyan Psychological Counseling".

"Hello, I have an appointment with Dr. Lu Guiyan." Su Yue walked up and said to the front desk staff.

"Please wait a moment." The front desk staff made a phone call.

"Ms. Su Yue?" the staff asked.

"Yes."

Staff: "Please keep going, then turn left at the end and go to the first room."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Su Yue walked to the end and saw the three words "Lu Guiyan" in the first room on the left.

Su Yue knocked on the door.

"Come in." A gentle voice of a middle-aged woman came from the room.

Su Yue pushed the door and walked into the room.

Warm light shines through the gradient colored glass windows on the wall, reflecting on the floor and wall, creating a quiet and warm atmosphere.

The furnishings in the room are simple and clear, and some abstract artworks are hung on the wall, which makes the wall more vivid.

Under the soft light, the whole room looks very neat and bright, as if breathing fresh air.

In a corner, a comfortable sofa covered with cushions is located in a slightly hidden area, and most of the room is equipped with comfortable chairs and carpets.

A large mirror on the wall matches a washbasin that is both beautiful and practical, which can make people feel the warmth of home easily.

The space is not large, but it is very comfortable, as if it wraps people safely in a world.

"Hello, Miss Su Yue." The middle-aged woman sitting in the room smiled at Su Yue and said.

"Hello, Dr. Lu." Su Yue nodded and sat opposite the middle-aged woman.

Lu Guiyan shook his head and smiled, "Miss Su Yue, just call me Sister Guiyan. Miss Su Yue looks very young. Are you still studying?"

Su Yue: "I am in the third year of high school now."

"Yes." Lu Guiyan nodded, "Then little sister Su Yue, are you under too much pressure because of the upcoming college entrance examination?"

"No." Su Yue shook her head, "I came here not because of me, but because of my sister."

"Your sister?" Lu Guiyan was even more confused.

"Yes."

Su Yue nodded, looking a little nervous.

"Doctor Lu, um, have you ever encountered such a case - a person was in a car accident, and all the tests were fine, but from then on, he could no longer make a sound."

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