Liang Jiao was originally going to send a message to Xiao An, but when he saw so many missed calls, he couldn't help but be a little moved, so he dialed the phone back.

It's almost a second.

Xiao An's trembling and surprised voice rang in his ears, and Liang Jiao remembered that his mother had also answered his phone like this for no reason.

"I'm sorry, Ann. It happened suddenly, and I didn't have time to tell you that I'm at home now. In Xiao An's series of crying "Are you okay, are you okay", Liang Jiao explained calmly.

Xiao An paused obviously: "Are you coming back at night?" ”

"It's not very clear right now."

“……”

"Mom is calling me, I have to get over."

“……”

Liang Jiao hung up the phone. If there is a loss in the heart. But he quickly gathered his spirits and returned to his parents.

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Xiao An held the phone, his expression was like a mystery, his body was like a sculpture, and he didn't move.

The inside is the polar opposite of the outward.

She was like a boiling cauldron of emotions, she was hit by the bubbles of sorrow for a while, and she was deeply hesitant about her uncertain future in love; After a while, the bubbles of joy exploded, and both body and mind were happy that Liang Jiao's long-cherished wish was fulfilled...... Hysteria generally cried, laughed and laughed for a while, and then remembered that Assistant Liu said that he couldn't let his eyes be too tired.

When I think about my eyes, my eyes become more and more sore, and painful.

I didn't eat much at lunch, I didn't eat dinner at all, I was busy worrying about Liang Jiao's safety, and then I was worried that I would eventually become strangers to Liang Jiao. Even though Xiao An was hungry, he didn't have the slightest heart to get up and cook small wontons.

I don't know how long it took to freeze, as if the sculpture collapsed, and Xiao An fell to the ground.

Somehow, it hurts so much in the lower abdomen!

It was obviously winter, but beads of sweat gradually oozed from Xiao An's forehead. It took a lot of effort to get up from the ground with difficulty, hold on to the corner of the table and the wall, and it took a lot of effort to touch the side of the bed.

The bedroom was pitch black, and Xiao An couldn't turn on the lights.

On the bed in the dim room, smelling the familiar smell of mint, vanilla and Liang Jiao's body, he was obviously tired and sleepy, and his eyes were in unbearable pain, but he refused to close his eyes.

This night, Xiao An slept very unsteadily. Several times I was asleep and confused, and as soon as my thoughts turned to "There seems to be a voice, shouldn't Liang Jiao be back", the person instantly woke up.

finally got through until dawn, and Xiao An finally gave up: Liang Jiao didn't return overnight, and there was no text message all night.

I don't want to get up at all. Xiao An touched his underwear, and it was all wet. It turned out that last night, I sweated. After changing into dry clothes, Xiao An rested on the bed for a while.

By the time she opened her eyes again, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon. She was woken up by Tao Mu's phone call.

Tao Mu on the phone was very excited, chattering that he had removed the gauze, the scar had already knotted, and she could almost imagine the beautiful appearance, Wakaka.

After laughing for a while, he found that Xiao An on the other end of the phone seemed to be too quiet.

"What's wrong with you?" Tao Mu asked.

"I had a fever last night, and today the fever has subsided, and I am weak." Xiao An replied weakly.

"Does it matter? Shall I accompany you to the doctor's appointment? ”

Xiao An's heart warmed, but he still refused: "I have a number." It's okay. ”

In Tao Mu's various admonitions, Xiao An hung up the phone.

I couldn't hold back, she sent a message to Liang Jiao: "Are you coming back today?" ”

After almost an hour, Liang Jiao briefly replied with two words: "No." ”

When he received the news, he was forced by hunger to cook and eat. At a glance, her legs were so weak that she almost wilted off the stove.

The water is rolling, and the small wontons spread their thin crusts and dance in the boiling water.

Xiao An supported the wall with one hand and the stove with the other. I don't know how long it took to turn off the heat and serve the wontons.

Sitting at the dining table, a person silently eats small ravioli. When the hot food is in the stomach, the mood climbs out of the trough.

Xiao An got up and tore the gauze in the mirror, and the eyes in the mirror were swollen like big peaches. The thin line of scars looks hideous because they are about to crack.

After looking in the mirror for a while, Xiao An suddenly made a 180-degree turn, afraid of Liang Jiao coming back!

She doesn't want to! I don't want Liang Jiao to see her like this!

After having such thoughts, thinking about Liang Jiao's two days of not returning, I suddenly felt very easy to accept - he was just accepted by his family because of his recent good performance! It's not to find 200,000 fiancées! It's not like breaking up with her!

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At night, Liang Jiao lies on the high-end, comfortable, and moderately soft and hard King Size bed, as far as the eye can see, all of them are high-grade boutiques, and even the air is filtered negative ion air.

This used to be the bedroom he was most familiar with, but now that it was lost, he couldn't help but feel a lot when he lay down here.

Following last night's family dinner, his parents went to rest, and the eldest brother Liang Cheng grabbed his shoulders and called him to go to a boxing fight. When my mother heard this, she smiled and told her not to play for too long and to rest and go to bed early. Liang Jiao deliberately noticed that his father's demeanor did not change in the slightest when he heard this. This means that he is really allowed to go home, not just home for a meal.

At that moment, Liang Jiao was overly arrogant and refused. But it only existed for two or three seconds, and was immediately extinguished by another self.

The next morning, after breakfast, his mother excitedly pulled him to the clothing brand store they used to go to to buy shopping. The red sweater given by Xiao An was thrown into the trash can in the store by his mother, but he had the heart to pick it up.

At noon, I went to the private restaurant I used to frequent, cut my hair in the afternoon, and had dinner with the directors of the group with my family in the evening. Things are one by one, and he is so busy that he doesn't have time to play with his mobile phone.

At the high-rise dinner, the guests and hosts were happy. He was among them, like a passerby, but he was warmly praised by one person, and every word was a pertinent affirmation of his past six months.

He got up and listened, and the bigwigs around him all looked at him and raised their glasses to him.

At that moment, he was undoubtedly moved.

In his life, he has never heard praise like this time!

The grievances and resentments of the past have been exceeded in the praise of everyone, and the rest is only fear and gratitude.

He was afraid that in the darkness of despair, he did not fall into the abyss, but fought along the tightrope-like path to the opposite bank.

He was grateful—genuinely glad that he had escaped a new self from the chaos of cynicism and allowed him to comprehend another state of life.

On this day, especially this night, his heart was churning with emotion, and his eyes were moist several times. The hardships of the past surfaced one by one, and they parted with him one by one, precipitating to their hearts.

In this way, reviewing, reminiscing, and summarizing his day, Liang Jiao couldn't be more satisfied. In the familiar and unfamiliar bedroom, he closed his eyes with satisfaction, and fell asleep with a full and happy mood with the fatigue of a busy day.

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Downstairs, Liang's father's bedroom.

Liang's mother covered her mouth and yawned, and asked her husband again before going to bed: "Jiao'er has no sweet words, you won't be dissatisfied, right?" ”

Father Liang patted her: "I've asked several times, don't worry, I prefer him who is calm and silent now, and he looks much more down-to-earth than before." ”

Liang's mother laughed with satisfaction.

laughed for a while, and then looked quite disgusted: "You are one more calm and down-to-earth child, but I have one less sweet-mouthed and naughty son." ”

"It's always going to grow up, it's always being a child! If you're not satisfied, let them give you a few more grandchildren! ”

Liang Mufu smiled with satisfaction again.