The sun sets in the West and rises in the East, and the sky changes from black to white.

Qiaoqiao took a coat on her arm and hurried to the racecourse in the morning mist.

Mo Jue didn't go back all night. She also asked Ning Jiwei to know that he might have come here.

It was still a little gray. Qiao Qiao saw a figure in front of the tombstone from a distance.

Her hurried steps stopped slowly. The dew at her feet wet her trouser legs and pasted them coolly on her ankles, but she seemed not to feel it at all.

That's Mo Jue's back.

In recent years, she took care of his daily life. Every time she sent him away, she always looked at his back.

The outline had already been printed into her memory. Even if it was so far away and through heavy fog, she would not admit her mistake.

In the fog, Mo Jue knelt on the ground and hugged the unknown tombstone like a lover.

He held this position all night.

I don't seem to feel tired or stiff limbs.

Dew drops dropped layers of water vapor on his hair room and clothes. If he didn't feel it, he only tried to protect the silent tombstone.

As if afraid of it cold.

The proud man still has a straight back at this time, but Qiao Qiao sees boundless loneliness and... Pity from his back.

She held her coat and stood where she was, clenching and loosening her hands.

Two big tears suddenly hit the coat in her hand, and then a string of tears couldn't stop sliding across her cheek.

There was a faint trace on the coat.

I don't know how long it took. Qiaoqiao looked down and saw the marks on her coat. She seemed to react that she was crying. She quickly wiped her eyes with her sleeve and hurried to wipe the marks on her clothes.

But when the trace falls, it falls, and it can be wiped off with a gentle wipe.

She moved her feet, wanted to come forward and put on a coat for the figure, and wanted to tell him that she would catch a cold.

Just hesitated for a moment, her steps did not advance but retreated.

She just looked at the man's back and gradually regressed until the back was integrated with the mist, or blurred by the tears in her eyes.

Then turn around and leave.

As quiet as when she came, she left quietly without disturbing the gathering of the two.

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Morning.

When Jian Haixi planned to meet Jiang Rumo, as Ning Jiwei expected, the other party took the lead in throwing an olive branch at her.

Seeing the strange call on her mobile phone, Jane Haixi narrowed her eyes slightly.

She tapped the screen with her finger and connected the phone. When she heard the voice of a strange woman from the receiver.

"Is that Miss Jane?"

"I am. Who are you?"

"Jiang Rumo."

Jiang Rumo's voice came out of the receiver, as if he knew his name too well, which would shock the other party. After reporting his name, he deliberately stopped, smiled and stopped talking, giving the other party enough time to respond.

Jian Haixi's eyes sank and paused for a moment. His plain voice could not hear the ups and downs of his emotions: "it's Miss Jiang's family. I've heard of her name for a long time."

"Hehe, really? Miss Jane has heard of me? Where did you hear it? Didn't Ji Wei say it?" Jiang Rumo joked with a smile.

She called Jian Haixi "Miss Jane", but not Mrs. Ning or Mrs. Ning. Her name was Ning Jiwei "Ji Wei".

The meaning, needless to say, is enough to make Jian Haixi feel gloomy.

She pursed her lips slightly, but didn't get angry with her on the phone. She just asked calmly, "what's the matter with Miss Jiang calling me?"

A generous attitude hides both happiness and anger.

Jiang Rumo's hand holding the mobile phone paused slightly, and the smile on the corner of his lips was more profound.

Ning Jiwei's wife is really a smart man.

Jiang Rumo stood in front of the window and looked at the new flowers on the windowsill. The neatly trimmed manicure gently crossed the newly opened powder petals, leaving traces of different depths on it.

Looking at the flower slowly withering in her own hands, the smile on her face became more and more brilliant.

Whether it's flowers or people, the more painful they are, the happier she will be.

"It's really something." her voice was gentle and soft, and she smiled in a low voice. "I don't know if Miss Jane has time? I really want to talk to Miss Jane."

Jian Haixi narrowed her eyes slightly. As expected, it was the same as what Ning Jiwei said. She didn't have to come to the door in person. The other party also came to her.

"No problem, just as I have something to say to Miss Jiang." Jian Haixi said with a cold look in her eyes.

"Really? Then we really have a tacit understanding." Jiang Rumo said.

Jian Haixi didn't want to talk to her. After agreeing on the time and place of the meeting, he hung up the phone.

Looking at the end of the call displayed on the screen, she didn't look back for a long time.

Finally, her daughter's voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Mommy..."

The door of the study was slowly pushed open, and Jian Haixi looked at the door.

Jian Rui poked her head in from the door, tilted her head, blinked her big eyes and asked in a crisp voice, "Mommy, are you going out?"

"You know that?" Jane Haixi smiled, looked at her daughter's unhappy face and waved her in. "Why are you unhappy early in the morning? What can I do for you?"

"There's something wrong." Jian Rui tooted her lips, went to Jian Haixi, took her hand, shook her hand and asked, "Mommy, is uncle Yunling still in the hospital?"

Jian Haixi raised her eyelids slightly, as if she had insight into the purpose of her daughter's coming here. She smiled and said, "your uncle Yunling has looked back at home."

At this time, Gu Chenyi can't let Yunling live in the hospital all the time. After all, there are many people in the hospital, and it's the safest in his own home.

"What's the matter? Baby, what do you want to do?" Jane Haixi gently rubbed her daughter's hair and asked.

Jian Rui looked at the smile in Jian Haixi's eyes and hummed, "Mommy, you must have guessed so smart and asked clearly. Uncle Yunling was injured and I wasn't in good shape that day. Of course I have to visit him now."

"Hmm ~ that's why our lazy baby got up so early today. I'm afraid I didn't call you when I left?" Jian Haixi asked with a smile.

"Of course." Jian Rui nodded and looked up at her little face. "Mommy, my eldest brother and I want to visit uncle Yunling. Will you take us there? Gu Ruan is not here. We have to take good care of Uncle Yunling for him."

Because Gu Chenyi told Gu Xiaomian not to tell him about it, Jian Rui and Mo Tong didn't disclose it at all.

But these two days I called my friends in Xiangcheng. Every time I saw Gu Xiaomian in the video, they always felt sorry for him, so they wanted to take care of Yunling for him.

Jian Haixi knew what the two children were thinking. After thinking about it, she nodded and said, "OK, Mommy will take you together later."

"Really?" as soon as she heard Jian Haixi's promise, Jian Rui's eyes brightened, her head suddenly lifted from Jian Haixi's arms and almost knocked Jian Haixi's chin.

"Be careful." Jian Haixi smiled, rubbed her head and asked, "where's your brother?"

"Brother Tong is chatting with his brother and a Jin. It seems that he is discussing how to check the address." Jian Rui said.