Chapter 2157

That night, Ling Wanxing returned to the empty Lingjia manor.

The servants passing by said hello to him one after another, but no one could talk to him.

Ling Wanxing came to the study in a disorderly pace. The cold gray decoration style was the same as his mood at this time. Except for depression, there was no color at all!

He took out his cell phone and once again stubbornly dialed Su Wantong's phone number.

The result is the same as usual, is still empty!

Lit a cigarette, the smoke around a few circles, disappeared in the air without a trace.

Sometimes, the more I miss someone, the less I feel relieved.

How many times do you remind yourself not to fall into the prison of thoughts, but if people can control it, how can there be so many regrets?

That night, Ling Wanxing sat in front of the boss and fell asleep.

In his dream, he seemed to return to the day when he met Su Wantong.

She was wearing a simple high collar Qipao, a pair of beautiful eyes fell in his eyes, more charming than spring!

I still remember that year, she was still with a girl's green and shy.

And the high collar cheongsam shows her conservative and reserved character.

How much should I love him, so that I can go back to Licheng with him regardless of worldly vision?

The picture in the dream is bitter and sorrowful. Ling Wanxing wakes up in a trance. His eyes are moist. Under the dim light, he vaguely sees a familiar figure and puts on a coat for him!

Ling Wanxing sat up fiercely, and the suit coat on his shoulder fell to the ground.

He looked at the coat on the floor with shortness of breath, and hurriedly got up and went out. He was still whispering, "Wan Tong, Wan Tong --"

The door of the study opened, and uncle Ling, who was still in the corridor, looked back at him in amazement. "Sir, did I wake you up?"

Oh, it was Uncle Ling who put on his coat!

Under the soft light in the corridor, Ling Wanxing wiped his face, shook his head silently, said nothing and turned back.

From that day on, it was hard to see any joyful look on his handsome and mature cheek.

Even at Han Yunting's wedding a week later, he was always absent-minded and looked at something.

Han Yunting and Leng Shutong's wedding was at the racecourse when they proposed.

This is the place where he proposed, bearing his deepest friendship for Leng Shutong.

All the guests who came to the wedding praised the wedding!

For a long time, the scene of the wedding ceremony was almost the same.

Only Han Leng's marriage is full of meticulous details and striking craftsman details.

After all, no one has seen the wedding ring. It's not the flower boy or the best man or Bridesmaid group. Instead, it's a black and shiny thoroughbred horse with a basket in its mouth. In the warm sun, it's a love ceremony for the couple.

At this time, wearing a dark blue suit, Ling Wanxing sat in the nearest position to the stage, looking at Leng Shutong with tears streaming down her face, with mixed feelings.

He is thinking, if changed to Wan Tong, she also can cry so moving?

Soon, Ling Wanxing was hit on the shoulder.

He looked sideways and saw the worried Mo Liangyu.

"Brother, why have you lost so much weight recently? How are you doing? "

Even Mo Liangyu, a dandy, can see his decadence, which shows how bad Ling Wanxing's life is!

Looking at his brother's concerned eyes, Ling Wanxing spread his eyebrows and whispered, "it's very good. Maybe it's hot. I don't have a good appetite!"