The Virus Strikes: Gifted Teens and Girls

2 - Return 2
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As soon as she finished speaking, there were booing sounds from all around, and the original noise resumed.

I thought what was the matter, wasn't it that my family came early.

"This..." Mother Ling came back to her senses, looked at her grown-up daughter, and hesitated to answer her question.

Ling Feng adjusted his glasses, pulled Mother Ling over, looked at his younger sister who was almost as tall as him, and said truthfully: "My mother asked someone to install a monitor on your flight, so this flight If we arrive early, we will come early."

Hearing this, Ling Yang turned his head to look at Mother Ling, at her mother who should be around forty.

A simple home attire modified her graceful figure, and the years did not leave any marks on her face. Coupled with superb makeup skills, she looked like a beautiful woman in her thirties. Looking at her like this, she was familiar and strange Feeling like I didn't know what to say for a while.

If she really cared about her, why was she thrown in America since she was a child and not allowed to come back?
She is a Chinese girl who doesn't understand anything, when did she ask about the various pains she suffered in a foreign country?
When did she care about all kinds of problems from childhood to adulthood?

Now that she is an adult, she begged her to come back for no reason. She is back, but the long-lost family relationship—forgive her for not being able to accept it.

Ling Yang looked at Mother Ling's indifferent eyes more and more lightly, with indifference and alienation.

And mothers are the most sensitive to their children's feelings. Feeling the breath projected by their daughters, Ling's mother's face gradually changed color.

Yangyang will still blame her and hate her. She is indeed not a good mother. When his father insisted on sending her out, she should have forced her to die. She should have been more ruthless. A girl lives abroad alone. It must be hard.

However, the matter has come to this point, and it is useless to regret, she only hopes that she can make up for her in the future.

"Yang..." He whispered sadly and tremblingly, begging her in his voice, hoping... hoping to get a little understanding from her.

Ling Feng quietly watched the changes between the two, his complexion complicated, his brows furrowed, and his eyes as deep as sea water.

"Let's go home." Ling Yang ignored Ling's mother and Ling Feng's expressions, looked outside the airport, and said lightly.

The word "family" is very light, without the slightest emotion, because she no longer remembers what a home is like in her mind.

Ling Feng looked at his mother helplessly, then forced a calm smile to Ling Yang and said, "I'll help you carry your luggage."

Seeing that her daughter Hao was ungrateful, Mother Ling forced a smile on her face: "I'll go drive, Yang Yang will go with mom."

"I'm with brother." Without hesitation, Ling Yang followed Ling Feng out without looking back.

Mother Ling gave a wry smile on the spot, started to walk out, she knew she would not agree.

But at least her daughter didn't ignore them, didn't close her heart, and it didn't matter if she left herself alone, anyway, they still had a long way to go.

It's just that what she doesn't know is that she can't control many things, and everything is not as simple as it appears on the surface.

When she was a child, if she used death to prevent Ling Yang's father from sending her abroad, the ending would still be the same, even though his father loved her to the bone.

(End of this chapter)