Perhaps because it was quiet and easy to sleep, she sat up, and the side of the bed beside her was cold.

She was startled, hurriedly lifted the quilt, didn't even put on shoes, got up and walked downstairs.

When passing by the balcony, Tong Ran glanced at it, and his hanging heart suddenly fell.

I don't know why, Tong Ran always feels that she has been suffering more and more recently, she always felt that Mo Nanjue would not leave her, she thought, he loves her, how could he leave?

But she gradually realized that it was really not enough to have love, and love would be crushed in the face of reality, and there would be no scum left.

It's like two lines that were originally parallel, no matter how far away they look at each other, they don't know when they will be able to wait for the day when they will intersect.

Tong Ran choked in his throat and walked over with a light step.

On the balcony, Monan Jue supported the railing with his elbows in his hands, his head hanging slightly, and his curved back was graceful and resolute.

Tong Ran pushed open the sliding door and smelled a strong smell of smoke, and she swept her eyes to see a cigarette butt full of ashtrays.

Mo Nanjue straightened up when he heard the footsteps, he pressed the cigarette in his hand, "Woke up?"

Tong Ran frowned and walked over, "Didn't you sleep all night?"

"Think about something. ”

"What's the matter?"

"What do women do when they ask so much?" Mo Nanjue reached out and put his arm around her shoulder, his eyes fell, and his face sank suddenly, "Who told you not to wear shoes?!"

Tong Ran was startled, "I thought you left first......"

"Idiot!"

With a cold face, Monan Jue leaned over to pick her up and strode back into the house.

The two did not stay in the town for long, and after breakfast, they drove towards the city.

Su Lan didn't sleep last night, she asked secretly, and the maid said that Tong Ran would not come back today, and if she wanted to come, it must be Mo Nanjue who took her out.

Su Lan didn't dare to tell Tong Minghai, it just so happened that his legs and feet were inconvenient, so he didn't go out of the room, and he didn't eat his angry dinner, so he didn't find out.

Early in the morning, Su Lan went downstairs to make breakfast, and the maids here made things with this taste, which Tong Minghai couldn't get used to.

Luo Xiao sat on the edge of the bed, always maintaining that posture, lying on the bed with his eyes closed, but he couldn't fall asleep, hearing the movement outside, he thought that Su Lan must have entered the kitchen.

Luo Xiao stood up and came to the door of the room, and the servant who was guarding stopped him, "Where are you going?"

Luo Xiao's face was pale, "I'll go to the second floor to see my uncle." ”

"No, I can't. ”

"You can go up and ask him if he told me to go up today. ”

The two servants looked at each other, "Okay, you go back first." ”

Luo Xiao nodded, turned around and walked back into the room.

In less than five minutes, the servant came downstairs, stretched out his hand and pushed open the door, "Come out." ”

Tong Minghai and Su Lan were Tong Ran's parents, so the servants treated them like guests, and they didn't dare to order, so they had to take Luo Xiao upstairs.

Luo Xiao pushed the door and walked in, Tong Minghai was sitting on the edge of the bed smoking, "Uncle." ”

"Sit. ”

Luo Xiao pulled out a stool and sat down, Tong Minghai took a hard puff of cigarette, "Did Xiao Ran come back last night?"

Luo Xiao furrowed his brows, he listened all night, and he didn't hear the sound of someone coming in the entrance, "No." ”

Tong Minghai was silent, his face was very ugly, Luo Xiao narrowed his eyes when he saw this, he knew that he must be struggling.

Luo Xiao didn't speak, Tong Minghai finished smoking a cigarette and raised his head to look at his face, in fact, what Luo Xiao said he was not completely sure was true, but no matter what, Luo Xiao was his nephew in the end, no matter how unreliable he was, he was much better than Mo Nanjue.