Chapter 879

Sitting on the swing in the garden, looking up at the sunshine overhead.

Through the gaps of the leaves, the golden beam casts a mottled silhouette on the ground.

Song Xiaoya thought, are many people envious of her life now?

Leng Si stood in front of the window of the study on the third floor, looking at the woman playing alone on the swing in the garden. Her deep eyes flashed a dim light.

For a long time, he said in a low voice, "I Did I do something wrong? "

Standing on one side of the housekeeper smell speech, slightly a Zheng, "sir?"

Leng Si looked up at the place where the sun was shining, then closed his eyes, "let her go!"

What's the use of staying here for a man without soul? Just like the flowers in the garden, they will gradually fade away.

This is not what he wants! He wants to be a complete song Xiaoya!

"Yes The housekeeper sighed deeply and went downstairs.

When song Xiaoya learned that Leng Si was willing to let her go, the whole person was stunned and asked in disbelief: "really? Is he really willing to let me go? "

The housekeeper had a kind smile on his wrinkled face. "Villa is not a good place to take a taxi. I'll send a driver to take you home."

"Thank you She couldn't wait to leave now, and didn't refuse the housekeeper's kindness.

When song Xiaoya came to the door, the servant had sorted out several boxes of things.

When she came, she didn't bring anything except her mobile phone and bag. When she left, she had so many things.

Song Xiaoya took her bag and mobile phone, looked up and looked in the direction of the stairs.

"These things are not mine, I don't want them! You'll see to it! "

Leng Si didn't appear from beginning to end. Song Xiaoya wanted to say goodbye to him, but after thinking about it, she gave up.

In fact, Leng Si has not done anything to hurt her in the past few days when she was put under house arrest in the villa, and even realized his promise to withdraw the scheme of Mu's renaming.

Since they met, it seems that most of them are her troubles.

At the moment when she was about to leave here, she suddenly didn't hate Leng si so much, and even felt pity for him.

In the study on the third floor, the figure who was promoted like a pine stood like a perfect sculpture, motionless, but the Obsidian eyes fell on the woman, looking forward to her looking back.

But until the car disappeared at the end of the road, did not wait for her a look back.

"Ha ha." In the room, a man suddenly sneered at himself, but soon recovered his indifferent expression.

His eyes grew more firm.

Deep bone marrow of her persistence, want him to give up, skinning.

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Song Xiaoya returns to her long lost apartment and looks at the messy room and quilt. It seems that Mu Junhao has not come back here during this period of time.

Close your eyes, take a deep breath, throw yourself into the soft big bed, don't want to think about anything, just want to sleep him.

In fact, after lying in bed for a while, I reopened my eyes.

She had a nightmare, dreaming that her body was full of blood, and she was dying in a pool of blood. It was dark around her. She wanted to cry for help, but she couldn't make a sound.

She broke out in a cold sweat, opened her eyes, and subconsciously touched her abdomen with her hands.

Feel here is a small life, with their own blood, beating heart gradually calm down.

It's a very subtle feeling.

Unable to sleep, song Xiaoya simply gets up, glances at the mobile phone on the bedside table, and gives a slight meal.

The mobile phone has been turned off for many days. It has no power for a long time.

Song Xiaoya plugs in her mobile phone, gets up and plans to take a bath in the bathroom.

As soon as I turned around, the mobile phone started automatically vibrated. It vibrated for several minutes before it stopped.

The phone is full of unread messages and calls.

There are Qiao Qiao's information, Tian Yaoyao's, sister Mary's and Mu Junhao's.

There are more than 1000 missed calls and countless messages.

Song Xiaoya's nose was sour, and a layer of water mist filled her eyes.

Move your finger and click open to see.

All night long, he called her all night long and sent her messages all night long.

Just at this time, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Song Xiaoya was stunned, and immediately looked up at the door.

A tall and straight figure appeared at the door, four eyes opposite, immediately caused a spark.

There are countless words to say and ask, but they didn't understand until this moment.

Some people can't speak, their mouths are sewn, and no one speaks.

Both are waiting for each other to speak first.

The distance is very close, they both want to see something from each other's eyes, but they are both masters of forbearance.Song Xiaoya was the first to lose the battle. She started slightly, looked away and said in a low voice, "how are you here?"

Mu Junhao did not answer, big long legs a step, sounded a calm footsteps, the figure stopped in front of her.

That pair of elegant eyes, condescending, looking at a woman's soft face, deep eyes like a dangerous whirlpool.

After looking at her for a long time, he whispered and asked, "where have you been these days?"

Stunned, song Xiaoya turns to look at Mu Junhao.

Is he going to erase the fact that they met that day?

Thinking of this, song Xiaoya's heart is a little chilly, even the accelerated heartbeat is calm down again.

She chuckled, swallowed her throat, forced her bitter heart down, and said, "didn't you see that day?"

Mu Junhao quietly clenched his fingers in his suit pocket.

Yes! He did see it with his own eyes, but even if he saw it with his own eyes, he still wanted to hear the answer from her.

A pair of cold eyes, a Shun does not shun to stare at her face, suddenly the corner of the eye to see the pink mobile phone on the bedside table.

After a meal, he sneered loudly.

After she disappeared, he stayed up all day looking for her.

But her mobile phone is clearly in hand, but deliberately did not answer his phone.

For a long time, he stopped laughing. His jaw line collapsed tightly. Morin's eyes swept her calm face. His voice was cold, and he almost gritted his teeth. He said, "Song Xiaoya, you are really a cruel woman!"

“……” Song Xiaoya clenches her lower lip and looks at Mu Junhao's sneer. Her heart seems to have been stabbed by something, and the pain is coming towards her.

She swallowed her throat, moved her lips, tried to say something, and finally closed her mouth.

She knew that he had misunderstood, but felt that there was no need to explain everything.

In the face of facts, the explanation is so weak!