"Choose to come back when I'm not around, because you don't want to see me so much? Even if you have to leave, at least say hello?" His tone of voice couldn't be heard, and there was a hint of vicissitudes in his plainness.
She didn't turn around, and she didn't know how to face him, how to pretend to talk like nothing happened.
After a moment of silence, he helped her carry her luggage downstairs, which was beyond her expectation.
She thought he would stop her from leaving, limit everything about her like before, forcefully keep her by her side, and she was also afraid of that, but she didn't expect him to behave so calmly, which made her relax a little Tone, at least in this way, she can barely say a few words to him.
Following his steps to the downstairs, Wen Yan raised his hand and pulled the hair next to his ears, lowered his head slightly and said, "I only took my things, I should return them, I put them on the bed for you. Tangyuan I'll trouble you and Mama Liu to take good care of it for me. If you don't like it, just pretend you can't see it. If I come back later, can you return it to me?"
Mark Mo Tingchen nodded slightly, without saying a word, under the illusion of calm in his eyes, there were huge surging waves hidden. Apart from sending her away as if nothing had happened, he didn't know how else to get along with her and say a few words to her.
He put her luggage in the trunk of his car: "I'll see you off."
Wen Yan wanted to refuse, but he didn't refuse, so he treated it as the last time he missed his tenderness, this hard-won tenderness, the tenderness she had been looking forward to for a long time since she was a child
Mama Liu and Butler Lin stood at the gate with glutinous rice balls in their arms and watched them leave. Wen Yan's tears still fell down. She stretched her hand out of the car window on the empty section of the road. Under the autumn wind, fallen leaves fluttered from the branches. Falling, after a short flight, falling into the dust, this is very similar to a person's life.
In the end, those leaves will be turned into fertilizer to accompany the big tree through the cold winter, and new shoots will grow again in the spring of the following year.
Mark Tingchen looked at her from the rearview mirror from time to time. As he got farther and farther away from Mu's house, the nostalgia in his eyes became more and more intense. Can't make her change her mind.
He is not worthy of letting her stay like this.
He still has a lot of things to do. When he gets rid of the things that should be removed and everything returns to beauty, at that time, he will desperately let her come back to him!
Arriving at Baishuiwan villa area, Mo Tingchen helped Wen Yan take out his luggage. Wen Yan thanked him without looking up at him.
Thanks for these two words, it looks very polite, but in fact it is also very alienated. There was a slightly bitter smile on the corner of Mark Tingchen's lips: "I still have to say what I have to say. I know you have to leave. If you encounter any difficulties, call me anytime. I'm always here."
I am always here¡¡
This sentence made Wen Yan cry again, and she suddenly wanted to throw herself into his arms and cry, and ask him why he had lied to her for so many years, and why he had to burden her so much. Also ask him why he made that plane crash, why he could do it so decisively, why he let her innocent father die, made her a helpless orphan, and gave her a home in this way
In the end, she didn't do anything, just nodded, dragged the suitcase and turned around quickly, lest he see the tears in her eyes.
After entering the house and closing the door, she let out a long sigh of relief, and couldn't help but lift a corner of the curtain to peek out. Under the autumn sun, the man's figure was still so tall, just like when she was eight years old. It was the same when she first looked up at him, and she was still so handsome, which amazed her for the first half of her life.
He used to be the whole of her world, but now, she is about to abandon the world with him and run towards a new beginning. She doesn't know whether the beginning without him is considered the beginning, or if she is just passing by in embarrassment.
Following Mark Mo Tingchen's driving away, she covered her mouth and looked away, crying tightly in her throat, and the crystal clear tears left drips on the pure white dress.
On the day Wen Yan and Chen Mengyao left, three men, Mu Tingchen, Jing Shaoqing, and Lin Sa, went to the nightclub again and gathered together, but they all had a tacit understanding and didn't order a woman to accompany them.
The three diamond men with young red roots are enough to attract attention no matter where they go. The women in the nightclub are coveted, and Lin Sa sent away those who dared to strike up a conversation. When he was drunk and his eyes were blurred, Lin Sa stared at the liquid in the glass and asked, "Ting Chen should be the only one who is sad. Shaoqing, what are you doing to join in the fun? You should get up and hug each other."
Jing Shaoqing smiled: "Can't I accompany Tingchen? It's not kind to have such a good time when brothers are frustrated. We are all here to accompany you today."Don't pull on me. "
Mark Tingchen took a look at Jing Shaoqing, but he didn't expose him. One thing was clear, Jing Shaoqing, a prodigal son, was about to turn around. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com