After saying goodbye to Sun Hai, Han Xiyun was ready to stay in the hotel.

Mandarin Oriental Hotel

Mandarin Oriental in the Knightsbridge area of London is ideally located for those who want to explore the Knightsbridge area and the boutiques along Sloane Street.

It's home to some of London's most famous Harros boutiques and Harvey Nix fashion stores.

Han Xiyun searched for this Mandarin Oriental Hotel early on, which is one of the best hotels in the UK.

Han Xiyun can not only stay in a comfortable hotel, but also visit the store.

Visiting a store is an irresistible thing for every woman.

Han Xiyun got on a British bus and enjoyed the British scenery.

Han Xiyun is like this, she has a calm mentality, and she completely forgets her life experience.

Everything is a floating cloud, and Han Xiyun is looking for inspiration for design while appreciating the British landscape.

Han Xiyun's bus is now on just passing by the London Eye.

Han Xiyun didn't want to miss this famous British building.

Han Xiyun got off the bus and looked at the London Eye quietly.

Han Xiyun then followed the other tourists to the London Eye.

The London Eye is seen as a crazy feat for London. A large turntable with a height of 450 feet (135 meters) and a diameter of 120 meters.

There are a total of 32 cabins, and 32 is said to represent the 32 boroughs and towns of London. But the number of the sightseeing cabin is 1-33, and there is no number 13 because of the taboo of Westerners.

The interior and exterior of the cabin are made of tempered glass, so there is an air-conditioning system. But the cockpit is equipped with solar cells that provide power for ventilation, lighting and communication systems.

Each cabin can carry about 25 passengers. The rotation speed is about 0.26 meters per second, which means that one lap takes 30 minutes.

The wheel-shaped design of the London Eye is a metaphor for the end of the twentieth century and the new millennium.

Han Xiyun has already learned about the London Eye on the Internet, and now she looks down on London on the London Eye, which is not a pleasure.

Leaving the London Eye, Han Xiyun took a bus to the Oriental Mandarin Hotel.

European-style architecture, with Western-style style, is pleasing to the eye.

Han Xiyun came to the front desk of the hotel and successfully got the room card.

Falling on the bed, Han Xiyun buried her head deep in the quilt, she always remembered the past when she was lonely.

Now, her mind is in a mess, and the things of the past are connected to her current life experience.

Han Xiyun couldn't help but have a headache, "Unconsciously walked to this street again, and the past came back to life

If we happen to meet again, we will fulfill our longing......"

Han Xiyun touched her phone, "Who." ”

"Xiyun, your father's birthday is here, will you come back this year?" a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

"Your dad misses you," the voice on the other side of the phone grew lower and lower.

Han Xiyun was stunned, this is her mother's voice.

"I didn't react immediately," Han Xiyun knocked on the door of her head with self-reproach.

Han Xiyun's father, it should be said that his adoptive father is from Beijing, but his mother was originally from Shudi.

In his later years, Han Xiyun's father followed Han Xiyun's mother to Sichuan.

Han Xiyun has been working hard in the capital all year round, and during the Chinese New Year, it was only a few days.

Not to mention her parents' birthdays, she only remembers now that she hasn't been home to see her parents for more than half a year.

She also forgot her parents' birthdays, and she always thought that she was a filial child.

"Mom, I'll go back tomorrow," Han Xiyun immediately agreed to her mother's request.

"Okay, okay, I'll wait for you at home with your father, and I'll make you your favorite braised pork, mapo tofu, and cherry balls......"

When Han Xiyun heard this, her tears could no longer be suppressed, and she flowed down.

"Xiyun, Xiyun, what's wrong with you, why are you crying, are you wronged by something, tell your mother," the mother on the other end of the phone obviously heard Han Xiyun's crying and became anxious.

Han Xiyun hurriedly wiped her tears, "Mom, I was washing my hands just now, everything is fine in the capital, am I not the chief designer now?"

"No one bullied me, don't worry, I'll be back tomorrow, remember to prepare something for me to eat," Han Xiyun cried with joy.

"I'll tell you when I come back tomorrow," Han Xiyun's mother hung up the phone and sat in front of the window to watch the sunset.

"The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk. ”

Han Xiyun muttered to herself, Han Xiyun's parents were actually adoptive parents, but they regarded themselves as their own.

Han Xiyun has not lacked love since she was a child, and her home will always be her safe haven.

Han Xiyun didn't know how to express her gratitude to her parents, and her parents supported her in whatever she did.

She did something wrong, and her parents couldn't even bear to beat her, just scolded a few words.

She also resented her parents because of this, and now that she thinks about it, she really regrets not being at the beginning.

Han Xiyun booked the night shift in the early hours of tonight, prepared a plane to the capital, and then transferred directly to Sichuan in the capital tomorrow morning.

Although she didn't complete her planned trip to London this time, she did something more important.

It's that she understands the meaning of her life, so what's the matter with her life experience?

Even if he is really not He Tianping's biological daughter, what is it, he has always been his father.

This doesn't change in any way because it's not his own.

I am me, I am Han Xiyun.

Han Xiyun was finally relieved, slumped on the bed and fell asleep.

She had a sweet dream, and since she was a child, she frolicked and played with her parents on the grass.

She spent her youth with Chu Tiannan and had pure friendship with her friends.

The next day, Han Xiyun opened her eyes dimly, "Hey, why is it night?"

Han Xiyun wanted to lie down and sleep again, and suddenly instinctively turned over, isn't there a flight today?

How did I fall asleep.

Han Xiyun looked at the time, ten o'clock in the evening, and there were still two hours before the early morning.

After calculating the time slightly, it was just right, Han Xiyun carried her suitcase, checked out, and embarked on the road back home.