He Haowei drove to Leng Yunhan's apartment according to the address given by He Zhixi. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This is a villa located halfway up the mountain, and there are no other houses around, just this one.

The apartment was surrounded by bright street lights, as if afraid that someone would not find a home.

He Haowei parked the car not far away, because he saw two bodyguards standing outside the villa, it seems that this Leng Hanmo's identity is really unusual, even carrying this bodyguard with him, at home is no exception.

He Haowei tried his best to slowly approach the villa with the smallest sound, fortunately, he had been practicing martial arts since he was a child, so when he was already leaning against the outer wall of the villa, the bodyguards did not notice him.

He Haoyan walked along the wall, and when he looked up, he found that he was actually under Leng Yunhan's room.

Because he saw the wind chimes on the balcony, and the balcony was brightly lit, he could clearly hear the faint crunch and see the familiar outline.

The wind chimes are so memorable.

He can't forget.

It was ten years ago, and the day before he left, he gave her a wind chime.

It was his mother Zhongli who gave his father He Yusheng's wind chimes, he stole them from his parents' bedroom, that day, quietly gave them to Leng Yunhan, and when he went home, he was beaten by He Yusheng, and in the end he still didn't say the whereabouts of the wind chimes, and the next day, he left Haicheng, and this matter was over.

It's been ten years.

What does it mean that she still has it?

Is it love?

Or hate?

He Haowei leaned against the wall, took a deep breath, but the sourness that was suppressed in his heart could not be dissipated for a long time, he touched his pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes from it, put it in his mouth, and did not light it.

He Haoyan was worried that his location would be discovered, so he put the cigarette in his mouth back in his pocket and stood under Leng Yunhan's room.

Leng Yunhan was on the balcony, lying on a chaise longue, and the crisp sound of the wind chimes blowing in the breeze was like a lullaby, making her sleepy.

She didn't sleep well, with beads of sweat on her forehead, her brow furrowed, her eyelids quivering, and her eyes rolling underneath, and it could be seen that she must have dreamed of something in her sleep.

Maybe it's because He Haowei mentioned her mother's memorial day today, or maybe her mother really wants her to be an unfilial daughter, so she came back to take a look.

Leng Yunhan dreamed of the person she was most sorry for, wanted to see the most, but was the most afraid to see.

Ten years ago, her mother died of gas poisoning.

In dreams.

Leng Yunhan stood in the dark, it was dark all around, she was scared and wanted to find an exit, this was a glimmer of light in front of her, and a woman stood in the middle of the light, slowly walking towards her.

The light slowly approached her, Leng Yunhan stopped, looking at the woman in the middle of the light, she could be sure that it was her mother.

Her mother was the same as ten years ago, the same face, dressed ten years ago when she left home, her hair was also the same as ten years ago, black and shiny, without any white silk, she slowly smiled elegantly towards Leng Yunhan.

Leng Yunhan stood there, unable to move a step, as if he had been clicked on the acupoint, motionless, his eyes had not blinked, but his eyes were already wet.

Her mother didn't change anything, even the smiling expression, the kind eyes, and the tone of her voice were exactly the same.

She stroked Leng Yunhan's hair with her gentle hand, just like when she was a child, as if she was comforting, as if she was pampering, like an angel.

Leng Yunhan choked up, and tears came out of her eyes.

"Yunhan ......" Leng Yunhan was this Han before, since she was six years old, after her father left, her mother changed her to this Han, I just hope that she will not be weak without the protection of her father.

The simple two of them had already made Leng Yunhan burst into tears, blurred his eyes, and his heart hurt.

Leng Yunhan's face was still in that gentle tone, "Do you miss your mother?"

Mother.

Just this one word, she couldn't say anything, she could only open her mouth and shout hard, but there was no sound.

Leng Yunhan's mother didn't seem to mind very much, she smiled gently, "Mom knows that you miss your mother, Mom misses you very much, I miss you very much, I ......miss you very much" She also choked up, her voice trembled, "I really want to come back to see my child, you must be hating Mom! I hate Mom for leaving you so early, I hate Mom for not taking care of you, it's Mom's fault." ”

Leng Yunhan couldn't cry anymore, the tears couldn't stop flowing, she couldn't say a word, couldn't make a sound, she could only shake her head vigorously.

Shout in your heart.

No.

That's not true.

It's all my fault, it's all my fault, if I hadn't left ten years ago, it wouldn't be like this now, my mom wouldn't have been gassed, it's all my fault.

Leng Yunhan threw herself into her mother's arms and shouted hysterically in her heart.

What to do?

Mom, I miss you so much!

I want to say I'm sorry to you! I want to throw myself into your arms, I want to call you Mom, I want you to stay with me, but what to do? I can't tell.

Suddenly, Leng Yunhan's heart felt a strong tingling sensation, like the feeling of being stabbed on it.

Leng Yunhan's place holding her heart slowly fell, and her mother had begun to rise slowly, like Chang'e running to the moon.

Leng Yunhan could only shake his head endlessly, tears wet his eyes, and the pain in his heart became more intense, but he couldn't do anything.