When Qiao Mu received the call, he was lying on the sofa and sleeping soundly.
Qiao house's old manager Dao Ming called the reason, he sat on the sofa silent for a long time.
Nowadays, the internal strife of the Qiao family is becoming more and more intense, and the fight between several houses for power and property is also inseparable.
He can look down on all external things, and leave the company to his assistant. Only when his grandfather is sober, he does not dare to delay.
Near the early morning of the United States, a faint light came through the window. The streets below the apartment are full of cars on both sides, and the whole country is still immersed in the quiet alternation of day and night.
He didn't want to leave, but now he was ready to return.
Qiao Mu's fingertips were burning smoke, which opened a half palm wide gap. The sharp wind came in through the window, cooling the temperature of the room and dispersing the melancholy smoke.
After smoking three cigarettes, he sighed heavily. He closed the window and looked at the door of his bedroom.
After thinking about it, he went in.
The room is still very dark, except for a dim light coming through the crack of the door, almost no visible object.
Ling Zihuan has a lot of plush toys on her bed. The light outside just shines on her face. The little girl's sleeping face is sweet, and she is holding a Pikachu in her arms.
Qiao Mu stood by the bed and looked at her. He squatted down and rubbed her face gently.
He is so weak that he is afraid to wake her up.
Qiao Mu pulled to pull a lip Cape, endure for a long time, still can't suppress the emotion of the bottom of the heart, lean body in the small wench's forehead shallow kiss.
"Well --"
Well, she's awake.
As soon as Qiao Mu sees Ling Zi Huan frowning to open his eyes, he really wants to smoke his own mouth.
Know to leave secretly, dare not let her find out, still can't shut up!
"Second uncle?" Ling Zihuan was sleeping soundly. Even if she woke up, she was like a dreamer. Her eyes were half open, and she was very confused.
Qiao Mu patted her on the shoulder, tone like coax, "good, continue to sleep."
Well, then Ling Zihuan held Pikachu, turned over and fell asleep again.
Qiao Mu's heart, soft in a mess, looks at the back of Ling Zihuan's head full of joy.
Finally, he got up and left the bedroom, closed the door, packed his luggage as fast as he could, and rushed back to Licheng overnight.
Grandfather finally sober, time does not wait.
When he left, he left a note for Ling Zihuan on the tea table: eat well, sleep on time and wait for me to come back.
Every word is his uneasy advice.
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When Ling Zihuan wakes up in the morning, she goes to the living room in her hairy pajamas and shouts for her second uncle.
Looking for a circle did not find, rubbing his eyes back to the bedroom.
She might be sleepwalking!
Every morning when the second uncle was here, he would buy her breakfast before she went to school.
The second uncle is not here today. She must be dreaming.
Ling Zihuan lay down on the bed, closed her eyes three seconds later, sat up again and stretched, "second uncle ~"
She gave a sweet cry, but no one answered.
The little girl was a little flustered. She got out of bed and didn't even wear slippers. She looked around the apartment and found that the dark blue suitcase of the second uncle was missing in the dressing room.
She stood barefoot on the floor, her eyes full of amazement. Did the second uncle leave?
I don't know how long later, when she moved back to the living room, Yu Guang swept the note, picked it up and saw that her eyes were red.
Second uncle, you cheat. You said you would not leave!
Ling Zihuan sits on the sofa and rubs her pillow in her arms. Her big eyes, which are full of water, skip every part of the room. It seems that her second uncle's figure is still there. She's shriveled, but she's wronged.
She thought, when the second uncle comes back, he must look good!
But ah, time is like water, after more than a month, she still didn't wait for Qiao Mu to come back to find he