𝕮𝖊𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖆𝖑 (Cheng Xiaoshi X Reader)

ᴘʜᴏᴛᴏ 36

"Y/N!" a sharp voice called out to you. You broke from your trance, looking up at the owner of the voice.

"We have decided to go to America next week, your dad and I" Your mother addressed you as though she were speaking to a stranger rather than her daughter.

"We will send you money monthly" she hummed as she sat on the sofa nearby.

"When are you coming back?" you asked boredly. This wasn't the first time they left her and (B/N) alone.

"Not sure" the lady sighed placing her phone down. "Probably after years"

"What??" you asked, raising an eyebrow in bewilderment. Is she insane?

"We are considering moving there," the woman said, absently examining her fingernails. She really wasn't bothered.

"You can come along, but I don't want to force anything on to you" she turned to look at you, no sincerity in her eyes.

Ah. Us coming along would be a nuisance to her.

Your mother got up and let out a yawn. "Whatever it is, let me know by day after"

She walked towards the kitchen, opening the fridge and grabbing a bottle of beer. "If you say yes, do know that we won't be able to come back here soon"

You looked at your hands, conflicted.

"Let me think about it"

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"ᴡʜʏ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴏꜱ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴅɪꜱꜱᴀᴘᴇᴀʀ"