She had slept soundly and felt very refreshed.
Rong Shaoze pulled her out of bed and personally helped her tidy up her clothes and hair before smiling at her and saying,
"There’s something I need to tell you."
The man looked down as he helped her with her clothes and said lightly, "You were asleep earlier, so I didn’t tell you. Two hours ago, Xiaocong and Meiying left together."
"Left? Where did they go?" Lin Xinlan asked, puzzled.
Rong Shaoze laughed, "They went to the headquarters of Yanhuang. Xiaocong just started his summer vacation and has two months of time, so Meiying took him back to the headquarters for training. Training there is much more efficient than here."
Lin Xinlan frowned slightly, feeling a bit sad, "Why didn’t you wake me up back then? And, he is so young to start training; I worry he won’t be able to handle it. Let’s have them come back. He can train at home. After all, he’s young, and taking it slowly is fine; there’s no rush."
Rong Shaoze sighed, "Xinlan, training needs to start from a young age to lay a solid foundation. The extent of Xiaocong’s physical skills could very well determine his fate. We should be strict and have him learn to endure hardships now."
Lin Xinlan suddenly remembered the experiences that Qiao Yiyang had gone through when he was young.
If there had been someone with better skills than Qiao Yiyang among those hundred plus children, it was likely that he would have been the one to die...
Her heart suddenly tightened, and she felt somewhat flustered.
She shook off the worries in her mind and nodded, "You’re right, then I should give him a call."
"By now, they’ve already arrived at the headquarters. There, apart from specific authorized calls that can get out, no other phone calls can come in. Besides, he’s in closed training now and simply can’t have contact with the outside world."
"How can it be ?" Lin Xinlan exclaimed, eyes wide with shock, "Do you mean to say that I can’t contact him for two months?"
Rong Shaoze smiled and nodded, "That’s the case. I know you can’t be without Xiaocong, but he will eventually grow up, and you need to try and let him learn to be independent."
"I’m not stopping him from learning to be independent, but we should at least be able to talk on the phone."
"When I went for training initially, I usually couldn’t contact my family for six months. He only has two months; the time is already very short."
Lin Xinlan was at a loss for words.
Perhaps to Rong Shaoze, it was a short time, but to her, it felt very long.
Not being able to contact her child for two months, she would be worried.
Seeing her thoughts, Rong Shaoze comforted her, "Don’t worry, Meiying is always by his side, he’ll take good care of him. Besides, Xiaocong is just training, not fighting or battling. There won’t be any danger."
Yet in her heart, Lin Xinlan still found it a bit hard to accept.
After Rong Shaoze’s repeated reassurances, she reluctantly accepted the reality.
Her son had left, and she had been asleep; if only she’d known, she wouldn’t have slept at all.
Back at home, Rong’s mother also took her aside to complain, saying that Meiying shouldn’t have taken Xiaocong away; he was too young to live alone without his parents.
Rong Shaoze hurriedly urged Lin Xinlan to rest, then comforted his mother alone. It took quite an effort to persuade her not to worry about Xiaocong.
Lin Xinlan didn’t go to her room to rest; she went into Xiaocong’s room, only to discover that some of his clothes were indeed gone.
However, his books and stationery were still there; he had not taken them.
As soon as Rong Shaoze entered, she said to him, "Why didn’t you let him take his books? Even if he’s training, he shouldn’t fall behind on his studies."