Chapter 1713

The next day, Luo Xiaoying didn't contact her. Fang Jiamei knew that she must have found another place to live, or she was not in the city at all, so she moved back to Mo Yiheng's apartment.

Mo Yiheng is not at home, the family seems to be cold and quiet, people feel uncomfortable.

After dinner, I ordered a takeout, took a bath, sat on the sofa and watched TV, surrounded the whole room, quietly.

It turns out that this apartment is quite big, but it's just one person less, so it feels empty.

I don't know if he's here now. If he flies to Xinshi, he probably hasn't arrived yet.

Will you call her when you arrive?

Seeing more than nine o'clock, Fang Jiamei hesitated and didn't call Mo Yiheng. She was worried that he would turn off all the lights and go to bed during the flight.

Just the moment she lifted the quilt, she stopped.

Under the quilt, there is a new cello.

Breathing slightly, Fang Jiamei slowly reached for it, her eyes with a trace of surprise.

The cello is made of good wood. She has never seen the strings, but she can see that the material is also very good. It's smaller and lighter than the one Zicong gave her. It's reddish brown and has a natural luster.

Picked up the piano rod to pull, the sound is particularly good.

Fang Jiamei bent her lips. She saw a note in the box and reached for it.

It's for you. Stop crying. It's ugly. 】

a short sentence, with powerful handwriting, seems to be full of dislike, but it still makes Fang Jiamei's eyes hot.

For a long time, no one cared about her.

She had been back for hours, but she didn't find a cello hidden in the quilt.

After holding in her arms for a while, Fang Jiamei carefully put it into the piano box, closed it and put it on the wall. She could just see it after lying down.

Turn off the light, shrink in the quilt, hesitated for a while, Fang Jiamei took out the mobile phone, the light shining on her face, some tangled.

What should I do?

Fang Jiamei bit her lower lip and thought. She typed a string of words and deleted them. She repeated them several times before she summoned up the courage to send them.

Well He got off the plane and should be able to see it.

Turning off her cell phone, Fang Jiamei sleeps contentedly with the quilt.

……

New city airport.

Mo Yiheng got off the plane, and Mrs. Mo came to meet him personally, with several bodyguards, for fear that people would not know that she was coming to meet him.

"Son! Son When Mrs. Mo saw that his tears were about to fall, she ran up to him and hugged him. She scolded him and patted him, "you smelly boy! What are you going to do if you don't go home for two years! I really miss my mother... "

Since Mo Yiheng decided to go out to study, he hasn't been home for the past two years. It's Mrs. Mo who flew to see him twice, but because of his appearance, she hasn't been there since.

Mo Yiheng hugged her and patted her on the shoulder, "OK, everyone is watching."

"What's the matter? Who hasn't got a son yet Mrs. Mo looked at him angrily, took his arm and walked out, let the bodyguard take the luggage, "your father said you married the miss of Fang family? Why didn't you come back together? "

Thinking of Fang Jiamei, Mo Yiheng bent his lips. In the twinkling of an eye, they had been separated for more than half an hour.

"She's still at school." Mo Yiheng gave a short answer.

Just in the morning after returning to Mo's home, Mo Congtian was exercising in the yard. When he saw him humming coldly, "I know I'm going home."

Mo Yiheng looked at him lightly, "what can you do if you don't go home?"