Warm turned to sister Amin and smiled politely: "I'll go back first. Sister Amin, thank you for your care!"
"Young grandma, this is your home. Where are you going?" sister Amin frowned and said anxiously*
"It's not here. Once, I thought it was, but..." Nuan said calmly, looking up at the room. "No matter how hard I try to integrate into his life, in the end, I'm just an outsider! Sister Amin, once a person's heart is tired for too long, once his heart is gray for too long, he will die!"
After saying this, wennuan had no time to change his clothes, so he opened his clothes and went out. When sister Amin saw her, she hurried forward, "young grandma, do you mean to give up on the young master?"
Wennuan didn't speak, but went downstairs expressionless.
When they came to the second floor, Yihao just came up from downstairs. They looked at each other, but no one spoke.
Wennuan walked past him with her head down. There was no expression, no hesitation or pause. She went downstairs directly, walked through the hall, and finally went out of the door.
It is not difficult to see that they have completely changed from familiar people to strangers.
No, they can't even compare with strangers.
Strangers can smile at each other when they meet, and they completely treat each other as air.
But it's good. At least you don't have to worry about anything, let alone have any worries, let alone have the slightest mercy because of her.
Yihao; With a cold smile, he went upstairs directly.
Sister Amin stood in the same place and looked at the two people who loved and hated vigorously. Now they were strangers. She hooked her lips and smiled. Of course, this is a kind of irony to those who vowed but couldn't keep their promises.
Wennuan didn't know where she was driving. When she recovered, she had arrived at Leng's house.
She took a deep breath, pushed open the door and went straight out.
The bodyguard at the door immediately came forward to pick it up, respectfully took the key in her hand, drove the car to the parking lot and strolled in Lengjia's courtyard.
Unknowingly, she went to a big banyan tree in the remote part of Leng's house.
Warm looked at the old swing that fell under the banyan tree, and her eyes flashed.
She walked over and sat on it. She shook gently.
She remembered that after Yihao came to Leng's house, she asked lengkui to find someone to help her build the swing.
She remembered clearly that at that time, the swing was very new and covered with flowers and vines. When Yihao pushed her, she felt that her toes could kick the white clouds floating in the sky.
At that time, she smiled happily, happily and carefree.
Now, I can't find my naive self again.
Sitting on the sofa, looking at the heavy white clouds in the sky, her eyes flashed.
That day, she sat on the swing for a long time, so long that she forgot how long it was.
When night fell, she calmed down, and the pictures in her mind that only existed in the past were finally fixed and blocked by her.
Keeping that love that won't blossom and bear fruit will only increase her sadness and heartache. She doesn't want to go on like this.
If she once indulged in all the dreams compiled by Yihao for her, the dream was broken by him. Should she also wake up?
After waking up, I found that love fans are only "love fans" after all.
Love is a kind of overpowering drug. If you indulge in it, you will be dizzy and can't find any direction. However, when the love is gone, the fog on the top of your head will dissipate.
The smoke dissipated and nothing remained, except for the hard hit heart
Unconsciously, I spent two days. These two days, warm always felt that everything around me was too calm. It was so calm that people trembled in their hearts. I always felt that something important would happen.
After all, the real storm is brewing under the wind and waves.
These two days, she doesn't want to do anything. She locks herself in her room when she has nothing to do. She likes to sit on the balcony and bask in the sun and blow the wind.
It was just dark this day. I had a warm dinner and blew a cool wind on the balcony. I planned to go to lengkui's room to discuss some things with him, but the door was pushed open by lengkui.
"Daddy..." wennuan came forward and moved Leng Kui to the sofa, while she sat next to him and buried her little face in his arms.
Leng Kui hasn't felt the feeling that she is spoiled in her arms for a long time. This warm feeling of long absence is really... Very good.
Leng Kui smiled knowingly: "what's the matter?"
"Daddy, I don't want to go. Otherwise, you can go with me tomorrow!!" wennuan whispered.
Leng Kui smiled, raised his hand and patted her head gently. Some said solemnly: "some things can't be avoided. What should come will always come!"
Warm did not speak, but closed his eyes and quietly felt the air containing his father's breath.
In one's life, who doesn't make mistakes?
Even if Leng Kui has done the most heinous wrong, he is still his father and loves his father. How can he change the fact.
After two days of meditation, she seemed to understand why Leng Kui was so opposed to her being with Yihao.
So far, he is absolutely right.
Perhaps, he knew that there would be such a day. If this day came, the most sad and sad thing was not him and Yihao, but her
No matter from which angle, Leng Kui loves himself.
Warm, take a deep breath and hold Leng Kui's hand around his neck.
"Daddy, did Uncle Hongde find it?" wennuan asked casually. Hongde disappeared three days ago, and she came to him to find out if lengkui had really done those things.
After Leng Kui listened, his eyes flashed, and there was only a moment. He immediately recovered his previous expression and sighed faintly. Yi Hao whispered, "I don't know where ad is now. The people sent out haven't heard anything yet. Don't have anything!"