Fang Ning didn't return.

Tang Yuan casually looked at the previous two chat records, most of which were reminders from Fang Ning.

Every morning's weather forecast, daily schedule reminder, next day's work summary

Or simple or complex.

Most of the time, his reply is just one word, good, or nothing at all.

It seems that this is the normal or tacit understanding between him and her.

Now looking at these chat records, Tang Yuan's heart is inexplicably filled with a touch of bitterness. The feeling is like fireworks. After lighting it, it expands rapidly and spreads to all parts, forcing him to dial Fang Ning's phone.

It wasn't until the beep of waiting that he realized what he was doing.

He subconsciously wants to hang up the phone, but hears Qingyue's female voice: "Hello, Mr. Tang."

"How are you doing?" Tang Yuan said

"Not bad." Fang Ning's tone is very relaxed: "the pressure of life in my hometown is not big, and there is no haze in the beautiful scenery."

Hearing her say this, Tang Yuan's heart suddenly empty: "so you plan to stay in your hometown?"

Fang ningdun: "it should be... Unless there is a reason to go back."

"What's the reason?" Asked Tang yuan.

Fang Ning murmured and said with a smile, "I don't know."

Both sides were silent, and finally Fang Ning opened his mouth: "tomorrow will be a long holiday, right? Where are you going for your holiday this year? Or Los Angeles? "

Tang Yuan's normal work schedule is very full, but he usually belongs to himself on weekends and holidays except for special emergencies.

And most of the time he went to Los Angeles.

Fang Ning thinks this year should be the same, but not necessarily. After all, Xixi has arrived at Beijing Maritime University.

Tang Yuan stopped: "send them back to Los Angeles tomorrow."

Fang Ning laughed: "yes."

There seems to be nothing to say.

After a little silence, Fang Ning said, "it's late. Let's have a rest early. It's raining in Los Angeles these days. Don't forget to bring a thick dress... "

"Good."

Hang up the phone, Tang Yuanshi feel slightly astringent.

This feeling can not be explained, but it can not be contained.

Probably because he just got through, Fang Ning didn't return to wechat. Tang yuan turned off his computer and went upstairs with his mobile phone.

……

The next morning, when Tang Yuan woke up, it was already seven o'clock. After washing, he went downstairs. Aunt Wu, the housekeeper, was arranging flowers.

"Sir, are you awake? Do you want breakfast now? "

"Yes." Tang Yuan nodded: "did Xi Xi get up with her classmates?"

"Miss Sisi has set out." Aunt Wu said with a smile, "I don't want to disturb your rest. I asked the driver to take them to the airport."

Tang Yuan frowned: "when can I leave?"

Aunt Wu looked at the time: "more than an hour, now should have been in the airport."

Tang Yuan immediately made a phone call to Xixi, and Xixi answered: "good morning, brother."

"What a fart!" Tang Yuan speechless: "didn't you agree to drive you? Why did you go to the airport again? "

"It's tiring to drive." "Besides, this year's situation is special. Abramovich and I, as well as Wang Meiyu, we are not alone by plane," Nishi said

"I told your parents I was going to Los Angeles for a holiday."

"It doesn't matter. I'll explain it to my parents." Xi Xi laughs: "I bought you a ticket to Jincheng. At 11 a.m., you can go to see sister Fang Ning."

Tang Yuan: "I'll see what she does..."

"Sister Fang Ning's hometown is in HeQiao Town, Jincheng. It's a famous ancient scenic spot in Jincheng. Help me to explore the shop first. When we have enough time in Los Angeles, we'll go there to find you. Abu and I still want to take some ancient photos!"