Extreme germ phobia

Chapter 102 It is difficult for an upright official to deal with household affairs

Chapter 102 It is difficult for an upright official to deal with household affairs

After leaving the communications room, Ou Yang looked around inside and outside but couldn't find any trace of Jiang Yuwei. He couldn't help but feel a little worried, wondering if Jiang Yuwei had run away.
At this time, he happened to meet Song Lei. Seeing that Ou Yang looked nervous, Song Lei smiled and pointed upwards, giving some necessary hints.

Ou Yang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized and immediately rushed to the rooftop.

It was almost evening now, and a ray of setting sun shone obliquely, painting the white clouds in the sky with a light red hue.

A breeze blew by, bringing some coolness and taking away the heat.

Ou Yang looked around but found nothing. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw half of the back of a head sticking out from the parapet!

When I got closer to take a look, I found that there was an edge more than half a meter wide outside the wall. Jiang Yuwei was sitting there, facing the street with her back against the parapet, her legs hanging in the air.

He was wondering in his heart, why did this girl have to sit on the edge of the rooftop when there were so many other places to sit? Was there something wrong with her mind, or was she having self-destructive tendencies?
Ou Yang put down his backpack first, supported himself on the wall with one hand, jumped lightly over the parapet, and sat down next to Jiang Yuwei.

Jiang Yuwei was startled. When she saw who the person was, she quickly wiped the tears from her face and stared at the skyscrapers that seemed to be nowhere in sight, stunned and speechless.

After hesitating for a moment, Ou Yang took the initiative to break the silence: "Are you okay?"

Jiang Yuwei turned her little face away: "None of your business!"

The tone and voice sounded like a little girl who was having a quarrel with her friends.

Ou Yang thought to himself that it was like someone was trying to meddle in his affairs, but even though he was clueless, he knew he absolutely couldn't say that. "Have you ever heard that saying? I can't remember exactly what it said, but it means that when you're happy, you share it with others, and your happiness doubles. When you're feeling down, talking about it cuts your negative emotions in half!"

Jiang Yuwei corrected him angrily, "Sharing doubles the joy, sharing halves the pain. That's what Bacon said!"

"Who?" Ou Yang was surprised. "How could that thing in the bread talk?"

Jiang Yuwei was furious and turned her head, leaving Ou Yang with the back of her head.

She was crying like this, and this guy still had the mind to talk nonsense here. He did it on purpose!

Ou Yang pretended not to notice and continued to talk to himself: "Seriously, if you have anything to say, you can tell me. We are not familiar with each other anyway, so even if I know it, it doesn't matter."

"Why should I tell you if I'm not familiar with you?" Jiang Yuwei retorted neither lightly nor harshly.

"Forget it!" Ou Yang thought to himself, if you don't tell me, I don't want to listen!
But then again, this girl is quite good at finding a place. This place is high up and there are no particularly tall buildings nearby, so the view is extremely good.

The evening sun was not as hot as during the day. It felt warm on his body, making him want to find a place to lie down and have a comfortable sleep.

Jiang Yuwei pulled her legs back and hugged her knees with her arms: "Don't you think I'm particularly childish and ridiculous?"

"What?" Ou Yang came back to his senses, not understanding.

Jiang Yuwei said to herself: "You know, I really envy you."

Ou Yang was even more confused, his head full of question marks. What kind of train of thought was this little girl thinking? Jiang Yuwei lowered her head, chin resting on her knees, her voice suddenly becoming muffled: "I don't know what your family situation is like, but I can guess from listening to them that your parents must be very loving and harmonious, not like me at all."

Ou Yang was completely confused and wanted to ask: Sister, what does this have to do with anything?
Fortunately, although his emotional intelligence is low, it is not completely absent, and he stopped the urge to complain in time.

Jiang Yuwei's eyes were dull and fixed, her focus unclear. "My parents divorced when I was very young. There wasn't any domestic violence or infidelity or anything like that. It was just a personality clash... My mom was too overbearing, and she suffocated my dad. He'd rather leave the house than stay."

"He was quite irresponsible. He left my brother and me to my mother. Since then, I haven't seen her smile again." She buried her face in her knees for a long time before looking up again. "My mother is a very traditional woman. She especially favors boys over girls. From childhood to adulthood, she always said that my brother was her support and that I was a money-loser."

Jiang Yuwei lost herself in memories, her fingertips unconsciously scratching the ground. "When I was little, I hated my dad so much. I always thought if he hadn't left, my mom wouldn't be so extreme. When I grew up, I realized it was actually my mom who had the problem. My dad was actually okay. But he already had a new family, and there was no place for me there either."

She sniffed and looked up at the blue sky. "Actually, I don't like the United States at all. I don't like the food, the drinks, or the people here. I don't like any of it. I came here because I don't want to be a brother-supporting demon. I want to be far away from home. Otherwise, she might sell me out one day."

Jiang Yuwei pursed her lips, turned her head to the other side with red eyes, so as not to let Ou Yang see the tears that were about to fall from her eyes.

She has a family, but she is always lonely in her heart, like a rootless duckweed, with nowhere to go.

Hearing these words, Boss Ouyang Xincheng felt uncomfortable. He stood up, took out half a pack of tissues from his backpack, sat down again and handed it over.

Jiang Yuwei took it, wiped her red and swollen eyes, and said thank you softly.

Ou Yang hesitated for a long time before finally coming up with a plan: "Well, I really want to give you some advice, the kind that can cheer you up in just a few words, but I've never been good at interacting with girls, so I really don't know what to say."

"It's okay. I'm glad you listened to me. I'm much better now than before." Jiang Yuwei thought to herself, is this the legendary straight man?

Ou Yang considered it over and over again, then hesitantly asked, "Is your mother... particularly bad to you?"

"Not really. I have everything I need for food, clothing, and daily necessities. But compared to my brother, it's different. One is in heaven and the other is on earth.

"Oh, I see!" Ou Yang finally understood what was going on.

But he didn't intend to persuade.

As the saying goes, it is difficult for a judge to judge family affairs. No matter how big the conflict is, it is the private matter of the mother and daughter. Outsiders should not get involved, no matter whether they are good or bad. Otherwise, you may be blamed for saying something wrong.

"Your family is from Shanghai, and you can even study abroad. You must have never lacked money since you were a child, right?" Ou Yang asked.

Jiang Yuwei thought about it and nodded: "It's okay!"

"I'm different from you. My home is quite remote, the kind that's hard to find on a map. Growing up, our family's standard of living has always been mediocre. My parents didn't skimp on food or drink to raise me, and they enrolled me in a lot of cram schools. They nag me all day about how hard it is to make money, and tell me to study hard and get into a good university. I've gotten calluses from hearing them, and the more they nag, the less I like studying."

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