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   Chapter 12 About Father (Part One)

Miss Your Kiss And Sweetness By Zhao Da Characters: 7399

Updated: 2020-07-23 00:02


Time passed day by day. With the persistent efforts of Edmund, Shirley finally finished all her homework in advance.

She was lying in bed lazily and sleeping late, without any psychological burden. Bathing in the warm sunshine and feeling cozy, Shirley turned over comfortably. She tried hard to open her eyes and picked up the phone beside the pillow. It was still early.

In the past few days, as long as it was 8 o'clock, Edmund would knock at her door on time like an alarm clock. He picked her up from the bed like treating a puppy and threw her into the bathroom.

Why? Because he needed to help her with her homework. Edmund said that he was very busy and couldn't watch her studying all day long. Besides, he said that Shirley's academic foundation was too poor and it must be very difficult for him to teach, so she needed to get up early and could finish study early. It is said that the early bird catches the worm.

After these days of torture, Shirley really felt that she had a serious lack of sleep. She needed a good rest now, and the two dark circles around her eyes were the best evidence.

However, she didn't need to worry about it anymore. She could sleep late without being disturbed.

Shirley covered half of her head with the quilt, only exposing her fluffy hair outside. Gradually, she fell asleep again.

In a daze, she seemed to hear a knock on the door, and then a push on the door. The footsteps were getting closer and closer to her. Hearing this, Shirley frowned and felt nervous. She subconsciously thought that it was Edmund again, but then she thought it was impossible! He was so busy that he didn't have time to care about her. Then she fell asleep again.

At this moment, she felt that someone was pulling her quilt. Like a guard of her territory, Shirley was guarding her quilt. She tightly held the quilt and pressed it into her arms.

No way! How could anybody take her quilt away when she was sleeping? It was the same as going to the battlefield and being robbed of a gun.

Although Shirley's hands moved so fast and struggled so hard, her eyes were still closed and did not move at all.

Swoosh! The quilt drew a beautiful arc in the limited space.

Shirley felt a little cold and suddenly woke up, but her eyes were still blurred. She propped up half of her body and found that her quilt was lying on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, her mind was clear. She immediately sat up straight and looked at the chief culprit in disbelief.

"Why did you lift my quilt? What if, what if I like to sleep naked?" Shirley shouted. She admitted that she was afraid of him, but a rabbit would bite if it was anxious.

She looked down at her clothes. It was autumn now and she was wearing long clothes and trousers, which were relatively conservative.

Without taking in her words, Edmund said in a low and emotionless voice, "Get up."

"Why?" Confused, Shirley picked up the phone and it was just 8 o'clock.

"Uncle, I have finished my homework." What she meant was that it was none of his business. Why did he disturb her good dream?

"If you don't want your grandpa to wake you up in person later, you can continue to sleep." Leaning against the table, Edmund crossed his arms over his chest and said leisurely.

Bang! Shirley rushed into the bathroom and stood fully dressed in front of him in a few minutes.

"Uncle, let's go."

Shirley ran downstairs as fast as she could, as if she was afraid that her grandfather would knock on her door and call her. When she went downstairs, she found that there were not many people in the living room. Only Giselle and several servants were busy preparing breakfast, and no one

else was there.

She turned around and saw that Edmund was slowly walking down the stairs. He didn't seem to be in a hurry at all. She wondered if he had played a trick on her on purpose.

Seeming to understand her doubts, Edmund raised his chin towards the study. Following the direction, Shirley saw her grandfather push the door open and come out, followed by her mother, Yvonne.

When Shirley saw her mother, her face changed. Thinking of the scene she saw at the door of the study yesterday afternoon, she felt nervous.

At this time, Shirley had already walked in front of them. She greeted her grandfather in a gentle voice, "Good morning, Grandpa." Then she quickly walked to Yvonne, holding her arm kindly. She could feel her mother's temperature throught the thin sleeves, and gradually felt relieved and relaxed.

For Shirley, although the house was big, it was exceptionally quiet. All the people living here were all of a family, but she didn't feel the warmth they should have. They looked gentle on the surface, but in fact, they were not so familiar with each other in private. Otherwise, her mother wouldn't have been out of touch with her family for so many years.

Seeing that Shirley was pulling Yvonne, her grandfather was a little unhappy. "How old are you? Why are you still so sticky?"

Hearing that, Shirley's hand froze for a moment. Then she put on a cheeky smile and said, "I'm not an adult yet. It is said that a daughter is a considerate cotton-padded jacket for her mother. Then I'll be my mom's jacket."

Hearing that, Yvonne smiled dotingly. She rubbed the tip of her nose and said, "You are smooth-tongued."

Shirley's grandfather was not affected by the warm scene in front of him. He snorted coldly, "Yvonne, haven't you told Shirley yet?"

Yvonne's smile suddenly froze at the corners of her mouth, becoming a little forced and powerless. She touched the hair of Shirley and said softly, "Shirley, today, let's go to see your father."

For a moment, it was like a thunder that struck the sky. Startled, Shirley stood still, and everything became so weak.

The scenery along the street outside the car was breathtaking, but the person leaning against the window was not in the mood to appreciate it. Although her eyes were staring at the outside, actually her mind was totally absent.

Shirley sat on the back seat, while Yvonne sat on the passenger seat. Shirley's grandfather ordered Edmund to send them to the cemetery. It was so quiet in the car that Shirley, who used to be noisy, was not in the mood. At this moment, her heart was complicated and restless.

Her father died at a young age, and her mother brought him up alone. She knew her mother's hardships, and at the same time, she knew how much her mother loved her father to hold on to all the confusion and gossip in the past few years. As for Shirley, she had known from an early age not to mention her father. She knew that every time she asked a question, it would be equivalent to revealing the scar of her mother, making her painful again.

Shirley had seen her father's photo before, but it had already been put away by her mother. She probably didn't want to be sad. In Shirley's mind, there was only a vague outline of what her father looked like.

But she knew that if he was still alive, her father would love her as much as her mother, even though this love would never exist.

Shirley fell into her own thoughts, and time passed quickly. In a twinkling of an eye, she had arrived at the destination.

The cemetery was full of trees and flowers. Under the tree, it looked quiet and peaceful, but she could still feel endless loneliness and sadness.

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