Chapter 384

Night, when the villa is still empty, the living room in addition to Su Qinglian and Zhang Ma, no one else.

Under the bright light, the wrinkles of Zhang's mother's face are more and more obvious. If Su Qinglian remembers correctly, this year's Zhang's mother will be nearly 70 years old. According to her age, she should have left Shijia for a long time. But I don't know whether Shi Hanmo is out of respect or the relationship between them is too close. In short, Shi's family has dismissed many Huajia Only Zhang's mother has been working at the time home year after year.

"Xiaolian, what happened in those days is a foregone conclusion. Believe it or not, it was done by the South Jiangsu wind. The whole Liancheng people know that. You don't have to find any other excuse to excuse the southern Jiangsu wind."

Zhang Ma looked at the pendulum clock hanging on the wall, and thought that Shi Hanmo was coming back, and she was no longer willing to say more about the traffic accident that year. She only left a low sigh, tied up her apron and hurried into the kitchen.

Su Qinglian has been sitting on the sofa, motionless, until the late return, when Han Mo stepped into the living room, the woman still maintained the previous posture.

"What's the matter? Why is the family so cold today When Han Mo approached, he smelled the unusual in the air, and then saw Su Qinglian's absent-minded appearance. The man took off his coat, frowned and turned to the kitchen.

"Zhang Ma, is there something missing in my family? I always feel something is wrong in some living rooms..." When Han Mo special ground closes the glass door of the kitchen, lean against the glass door, hook the lip corner puzzled to ask.

Zhang's mother was busy cooking, and she didn't listen to the man's words carefully. She just urged the man to wash his hands and return to the table to wait patiently.

From the bathroom to see out, when the cold ink looked up at the white wall facing the living room, breathing suddenly a leak, pupil can not help but enlarge, the face is greatly shocked.

After staying for a moment, when Han Mo kicked open the glass door of the kitchen and roared angrily at Zhang Ma who was busy working in the kitchen.

"Who told you to move the painting on the wall? Why did you take that painting! Tell me why? "

"Do you know what that painting means to me?"

"Hang it up again for me."

Shi Hanmo has always been very respectful to Zhang's mother, as if to her elders. Su Qinglian has never seen Shi Hanmo get angry with Zhang's mother. On the contrary, she always speaks softly, and sometimes even acts like a child.

But now, the anger of Han Mo is about to burst out of the sky. Through the thick glass door, Su Qinglian can clearly hear the man's angry reprimand. She slowly turns her eyes to meet Zhang Ma's turbid and aggrieved eyes. She looks at herself with more and more red eyes.

When cold Mo back to her, she can't see the expression of the man, but she knows, this time the man is really angry.

The quarrel downstairs is becoming more and more fierce. Su Qinglian seems to be deaf. She is sitting on the big bed in her bedroom, folding her clothes carefully. Tomorrow, she will go abroad with Xu Ling. She will send Xu Ling to school first, and then she will sneak back to m country to look for Xu Nian's whereabouts without telling everyone else.

After finishing all this, the downstairs suddenly fell into a dead silence. Su Qinglian lay on the soft big bed, covered with quilts, closed her eyes, and tried to make herself fall asleep.

When she was half asleep, she seemed to hear the sound of the door being gently pushed open, and the sound of shallow leather shoes rubbing on the ground. The sound was getting closer and closer to her, and finally stopped in front of her bed.

The quilt was slowly opened, and she smelled a smell of wine coming from her face, as if far as near. Just as she was about to open her eyes and look at all this, the quilt was covered again, and the footsteps gradually disappeared.

That night, Su Qinglian had a lot of dreams. Her brain was in a mess. When she woke up, she sat up and patted her forehead. She couldn't remember anything.

When I went downstairs, Han Mo's car was no longer there. The whole living room was just like last night. All kinds of things were scattered all over the floor. There were still cold dishes in the kitchen. There was no one in the villa.

Su Qinglian, dressed in her home clothes, swayed back and forth in the villa. Every door could be pushed open by her. When she was confirmed that she was the only one in the villa, she collapsed on the sofa and supported her head with her hands for a long time.

At this time, the phone in the pocket rings, in exchange for Su Qinglian's thoughts.

"Sister Xiaolian, are you ready? I'm going to the airport. I'll wait for you in the waiting room. "

Xu Ling took advantage of Li Tianhou to answer the phone gap, quickly picked up the phone in the bedroom, dialed the number in the heart.

"Well, my sister will be here in a minute."

Su Qinglian hung up the phone, went back to her room and took out her suitcase. When she came out of the villa, she thought about it. She picked up the pen and left six words on the white paper.

I'm gone. Don't look for me.

Put the white paper in the most conspicuous position in the whole living room. After doing all this, Su Qinglian suddenly looked up as if she had remembered something.

The oil painting on the wall is gone, the oil painting with its own back is gone, the clean white wall with positive film has never existed.Su Qinglian is just a moment of loss, soon, she raised her head, disdained to drag up the luggage, Li head also did not return to leave the house of life for a long time.

She wants to leave when cold Mo, she wants to leave this let her sad place, had better not come back again.

When she arrived at the airport, Su Qinglian specially cut the phone card and threw it into the pool. She replaced it with a new number. Holding Xu Ling's hand, she sat quietly in the waiting room waiting for boarding.

"Sister Xiaolian, why don't you bring Shi Hanmo with you? I remember you are a road maniac, and I don't know the road. If there is no one to guide us, I'm afraid we will all get lost."

Xu Ling has been stretching his head, looking around, eager to find the shadow of cold ink.

In his memory, in any place where Su Qinglian existed, Han Mo would appear at the same time in a short time. They were like conjoined babies. They didn't want to separate anywhere. But now they are almost boarding, and Xu Ling still can't find Shi Hanmo.

"Let's go. It's boarding time."

Su Qinglian puts on her sunglasses and leads Xu Ling to the boarding gate. Her steps are very fast, as if she is afraid that she will not be able to leave after a moment of hesitation. Xu Ling follows her closely and finally fails to find the familiar face among the gradually submerged crowd behind her.

City a, after a long absence, Su Qinglian is back again.

This place left her too many bad memories. It was here that she met Zhao Bobo. She did not know whether the girl had returned to the campus to study hard. Thinking of this, Su Qinglian opened her mobile phone address book, slid her fingers, and finally found the number that she had not contacted for a long time.