"Don't..."

Liao Meixing suddenly woke up from her dream and sat by the bed, panting.

Her forehead was covered with sweat and she looked like she had a nightmare.

Si Chenyi beside him also woke up at this time. Seeing her appearance, he quickly held her in his arms and comforted him: "what's the matter? Had a nightmare? "

Liao Meixing took a deep breath and nodded helplessly.

Even if things have passed for a long time, she will still think of Liao Xinci in her dream, remember that person's resentment towards her and the sadness of leaving. These childhood shadows are always with her, even if Liao Meixing has completely got rid of Liao Xinci's control, it can not be solved.

But she did not want to let Si Chenyi worry, so she said: "it's OK. Now it's over. Go to sleep. Aren't you going on a business trip tomorrow?"

Speaking of this, Liao Meixing showed a reluctant look: "how can I go out for such a long time this time? Can you put me in your suitcase and take it with you

Si Chenyi smelled the speech, with a faint smile, and raised her hand to Liao Meixing's hair: "I don't want to go out either, but you are going to hold a painting exhibition there. I need to arrange everything in advance. As for the suitcase, I can't bear you to get into such a small place. "

"Will you miss me Liao Meixing looked up at him and asked.

Si Chenyi stroked her eyebrows and eyes, kissing on the corner of her eyes: "of course I will miss you. So take care of yourself. When I'm away, have a good meal and have a normal work and rest, you know? "

Liao Meixing laughed: "OK, I'm sure I can. How can I look like a child in your mouth?"

"Isn't it?" Si Chenyi hugged Liao Meixing in her arms and whispered, "go to sleep, good night."

This embrace is too familiar, and Liao Meixing falls asleep slowly in this secure embrace.

The next day, Liao Meixing sent Si Chenyi to the airport and said goodbye.

Looking at Si Chenyi's back, she is a little uneasy, more is not willing to give up. Since the two people together, although Si Chenyi does often travel in various cities, but has never needed to travel for five days like now. Moreover, Pei Qingle is now in China, and even his grandfather has gone back with him.

It happened that he Quantao and Gao Zhenzhong finished their trip and returned to Paris recently.

Liao Meixing always feels unnatural when facing them, especially Gao Zhenzhong. After all, the past is still spinning in my mind, she really can't completely as nothing happened. However, Liao Meixing had to admit that she longed for the love of her family from the bottom of her heart. She also wanted to take advantage of this time to go back to celebrate her family.

But she didn't know how to open her mouth. At this time, her mobile phone rang and took it out to see that it was he Quantao's phone.

Liao Meixing hesitated for a few seconds and then picked it up.

"Mei Xing, have you not left yet? We are waiting for you at the airport exit. Come here and pick you up. "

He Quantao's voice was still as gentle as before. Liao Meixing was surprised to agree to come down. After hanging up the phone, he saw their car at the exit.

After getting on the bus, Liao Meixing was surprised and asked, "do you work here too?"

He Quantao laughed and raised his hand to brush Liao Meixing's hair behind his ear: "your father calculated that you would come to see Chen Yi away today. He also knew that you were not familiar here and it was inconvenient to go home, so he specially planned a time to pick you up. It's hot recently, you see, but after a while, you sweat so much. "

He Quantao took out a paper towel and wiped it gently on Liao Meixing's forehead.

Liao Meixing's mouth is up. She doesn't reject he Quantao's care. On the contrary, she enjoys the feeling of being spoiled.

After all, she didn't receive much care from her childhood, what's more, he Quantao was her own mother.

Gao Zhenzhong drove in front of him without saying a word. He Quantao took the opportunity to ask Liao Meixing how his daily life was. Listening, he always showed a warm smile.

Back at he's home, he Quantao said, "you sit down and wait. I'll go to the kitchen to make some food for you."

"I'll do it." Gao Zhenzhong immediately stood up and said in a deep voice, "you and Meixing are sitting together. I'm going to be busy."

After he Quantao looked at him, he did not refute, and nodded his head and agreed to come down.

Two people sitting on the sofa, he Quantao took Liao Meixing's hand, chuckled and said, "mom has something to ask you, can you?"

"You don't have to be so polite to me." Liao Meixing scratched her hair.

He Quantao took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "how about staying with us at home these days? Your father has learned a lot of home cooking for you, but he has never had a chance to show it to you. Today is a chance for you to try it. "

She added, "actually, he didn't ask you to forgive him. He also knew that forgiveness is not so simple. But we can't ask him for a chance. You are our daughter, but you are also an independent individual. If you are not comfortable, you can have this meal with us, OK? "Liao Meixing was silent for a long time, raised his head and looked at he Quantao deeply: "I originally planned to come here to live in these days, mom, I actually... Also want to accompany you."

"Really?" He Quantao was even more happy than before, holding Liao Meixing's hand tightly,

GAO Zhenzhong was busy in the kitchen. Liao Meixing and he Quantao talked about the art world in the living room. Although the latter had announced his withdrawal, he Quantao also paid close attention to it all the time. After all, his two daughters are now in the development stage.

After that, eat the dishes in a low voice

He Quantao took Liao Meixing's hand and sat down at the table: "we both asked Zhang Ma what you like to eat. Today is your father's cooking. You can have a taste and see if the mother's cooking is better tomorrow. Come on, eat this. In order to make this fish, your father destroyed a pot before

Liao Meixing picked up chopsticks and ate a bite of fish under the gaze of two people. She looked up and slowly showed a smile: "delicious."

Gao Zhenzhong suddenly showed a sigh of relief. He was silent all the time, listening to Liao Meixing and he Quantao talking without saying a word. Only when Liao Meixing's dishes were about to be finished, he quickly picked up the dishes, and as if afraid of refusing, he did not dare to look up. Liao Meixing said thank you softly and ate it one mouthful at a time.

She looked at the two people who were watching her mood all the time. She took a deep breath and gave a faint smile when she bowed her head to eat.