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Upon hearing Qinglan mention that the result is what matters, Hu Jiao'er immediately set aside her tasks, quieted herself, and prepared to listen to Liuying share the outcome.
Because the result was the issue she cared about most.
Shen Xiaomeng also hurriedly dropped the previous topic, as she too was eager to know the result.
"What kind of result do you want?" Liuying teased.
"How did it go? Did you manage to deal with him?" Shen Xiaomeng and Hu Jiao'er both leaned forward, asking in unison.
"I never deal with others," Liuying said, adjusting her hair while keeping her head down and continuing with her tasks without lifting her eyelids.
"What do you mean by 'did you manage to deal with him'? Shouldn't it be whether he managed to win over our class flower and dorm flower, or if Jiang Liuying managed to win him over?" Qinglan corrected them.
"Ahem, um, what about that guy named Mosen, the handsome guy from the Art Academy? Did he manage to win over our classmate Liuying?" Shen Xiaomeng timely shifted the conversation.
"Ahem." Liuying mimicked Shen Xiaomeng's emphasis, coughed twice, and continued in her distinct cool tone, "I also never let others win me over."
"Huh?!" Shen Xiaomeng and Hu Jiao'er exclaimed in surprise at the same time.
Even the calm Qinglan raised her eyebrows slightly, "What?" Although her voice was softer than that of Shen Xiaomeng and Hu Jiao'er, her level of astonishment was no less than theirs.
"Because I always leave others spellbound, hahaha," Liuying suddenly burst into laughter.
This time, Qinglan and the other two realized they had fallen into a trap. The three of them lunged at Liuying like hungry wolves pouncing on prey. In no time, the four of them were rolling around playfully, tumbling from the bed to the floor and back again.
Until the lights in the dormitory went out, the heavy night descended, and a few girls fell into a deep sleep only after they were exhausted.
In mid-March, Qinglan suddenly received a call from Liu Xiuzhen. Before Liu Xiuzhen could say anything, she burst into tears.
"What happened?" Qinglan felt anxious.
Could it be that Grandfather had passed away? Or had her brother Liu Jiawei gotten into some trouble again?
During the winter break at home, Liu Dezhou's health had been predicted to not last until the New Year. Now that he had survived the harsh winter, with the transition between the cold spring and the warming season, the elderly man's body might struggle to adapt to the fluctuating temperatures. Qinglan's first bad thought was that Grandfather was no longer with them, which had caused Mother to cry so heartbreakingly.
Then there was her brother Liu Jiawei, who had been out of touch for a long time and was always getting into trouble. Any news about him left Qinglan feeling uneasy and worried.
Hearing Liu Xiuzhen's cries, Qinglan blurted out in panic, "What happened to Grandfather?"
Liu Xiuzhen continued to cry on the other end without responding. After a long while, she finally stopped crying and sniffled, saying, "Grandfather is still the same."
Sighing in relief, Qinglan patted her chest; her heart relaxed a bit. Grandfather was fine, so why was Mother crying so sadly?
"What about Brother? Do you have any news about him now?" Qinglan continued to ask.
From the phone came faint sounds of sniffling. Qinglan judged that Liu Xiuzhen's emotions had calmed down significantly and she wasn't as sad as before. Qinglan thought that even if something had happened to her brother, it couldn't be too serious; otherwise, Mother wouldn't have calmed down so quickly. The earlier cries seemed more like empty wails mixed with a hint of grievance.
So it probably wasn't anything major concerning Brother, and Qinglan no longer felt as panicked as when she first answered the call.
"Your Brother wrote a letter last time. He got a job at an electronics factory in Shenzhen. He said it's okay, just a bit tiring, and the management there is very strict. That's good; we can't manage him, but people outside can. Your Dad mentioned he would go to Shenzhen with some people from the village soon to check on him. Your Dad still worries about him."
Liu Xiuzhen began to ramble on, just like she usually did at home with Qinglan, having completely forgotten about her earlier tears.
"Oh, that's good then. Mother, do you have something to say?" Qinglan asked tentatively, thinking that her mother's call was just to express her own grievances.
As soon as it turned to her own matters, she started crying again.
"What's wrong, Mother?" Qinglan called out.
"Is your Dad not a human?" Liu Xiuzhen suddenly shouted into the phone.
Qinglan quickly covered the receiver. Several people in the dormitory were present!
Since Qinglan hadn't bought a mobile phone yet, Liu Xiuzhen's call was made to the dormitory's landline. Knowing her mother would not hang up anytime soon while expressing her grievances, Qinglan decided to pull the phone line into the dormitory corridor and stood there listening as Liu Xiuzhen slowly revealed her complaints.
"What's wrong with Dad?" Qinglan asked. She thought to herself that it was probably just more of those trivial matters between her Dad and Lady Bai Cuifen.
But Qinglan knew well that those trivial matters were indeed based on reality; her Dad and Bai Cuifen were decent people and wouldn't do anything outrageous or immoral.
"Your Dad wants to divorce me," Liu Xiuzhen said over the phone.
After hearing this, Qinglan fell silent for a moment.
In the past, it was always Liu Xiuzhen who shouted about wanting a divorce, and Qing Shusheng never bothered to respond. Even though Liu Xiuzhen had countless faults, he had never uttered the word "divorce."
So when Liu Xiuzhen said that Qing Shusheng wanted to divorce her, Qinglan found it hard to believe.
"It's true, this time it's real. He insists on divorcing me this time," Liu Xiuzhen added, sensing that Qinglan was skeptical of her words.
Qinglan still did not speak; she was deep in thought, or perhaps judging the situation.
"He said he wants to go work in Shenzhen and will never come back."
Although Liu Xiuzhen continued to talk, seeing that Qinglan remained silent made her tone gradually lose confidence.
"Going to Shenzhen? Father is going to work in Shenzhen?"
Qinglan was not surprised by Liu Xiuzhen saying that Qing Shusheng wanted a divorce; she also did not believe that her father would say such things. It must have been Liu Xiuzhen who said those things and then blamed it on Qing Shusheng.
Qinglan understood her mother very well. However, when she suddenly mentioned that Qing Shusheng was going to Shenzhen, Qinglan felt that this statement should have come from her father because the term "Shenzhen" certainly wasn't something Liu Xiuzhen would use. She wouldn't know such cutting-edge vocabulary, let alone think about going to Shenzhen.
Thus, Qinglan believed that this statement must have originated from her father. "Yes, he has already bought his ticket. Several people from nearby villages are going together by bus. And he said once he leaves this time, he will never come back and wants me to live alone." On the phone, Liu Xiuzhen sounded like a helpless child.
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