Earlier, when she learned from her son that he and the Bei family had reunited, as well as the illness of Bei's mother, Song's mother had been worried, looking forward to one day when she had time to see them, and this time she was naturally excited to know that Bei Xiaorou would come together. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Outside, it was rainy with gusts of autumn wind, but in the living room of the Song family, it was warm.

The Nanmu coffee table is placed with a gift specially prepared by the mother-of-pearl, and Song Weize on the side is holding the teapot to brew hot tea, with the steaming heat, the quiet tea fragrance wafts in the air.

On the other side, Mother Song eagerly took Bei Xiaorou's hand, chattering and constantly asking about Mother Bei's current situation, and couldn't help but settle down when she learned that her body was gradually recovering. Then the loving eyes looked up and down at the soft, smiling, quiet and elegant child in front of him, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

In the face of Song's mother's inquiry, Bei Xiaorou, who always answered with a light smile and answered one by one, seemed to have forgotten her troubles. It's just that her face is still a little pale, and it hasn't improved even under the smoke of hot tea, which makes Song Weize, who has been quietly observing her, more and more worried.

It was getting darker and darker, and the rain had stopped all day. Father Song, who had been busy in the kitchen, put the last dish on the table, with a kind smile on his face, and called a few people to eat.

The warm light poured down, reflecting the happy atmosphere on the dining table, and Song's father and mother sandwiched vegetables into Bei Xiaorou's bowl from time to time, and the cordial attitude was like a family, which made her warm.

After the meal, they briefly talked about family routines, and after Song's father reminded them that they had just come back and needed to rest early, Song's mother reluctantly stopped talking.

The cool evening breeze conveys the smell of some dampness due to the rain into the nose, and the dark night sky is vast and deep, bringing a kind of loneliness that cannot be seen.

Dressed in thin pajamas, Bei Xiaorou, who had never been able to sleep, stood on the balcony, the night breeze blowing her hair and the corners of her clothes gently stirring, bringing a burst of coldness, but she seemed to be unconscious, and her empty eyes looked into the distance without focus.

A sound of gentle footsteps sounded behind her, and a wide coat suddenly covered her shoulders, she turned her head to look at Song Weize, who walked to the side, staring at him with worries, and then pulled her lips and showed a grateful smile at him, and reached out to pull the coat.

Song Weize, who got up to drink water at night because of thirst, unexpectedly saw Pei Xiaorou in thin clothes on the balcony, with an air of loneliness and despair, and was distressed at the moment.

His hands were quietly clenched, and he suddenly reached out to hold her shoulders, looked at her slightly stunned eyes, and pursed his lips: "Auntie has already told me everything." If you're sad, cry out loud, don't suppress yourself anymore, you're worrying me like this, you know? ”

Bei Xiaorou looked at him stunned, a layer of mist gradually appeared at the bottom of her distracted eyes, she bit her lip tightly and shook her head gently, "I don't want to do this, I should forget him as soon as possible!" But why does my heart hurt so much?! ”

She covered her aching heart, and a teardrop slid down her cheeks, reflecting the deep pain in her eyes, which made Song Weize's heart throb for a while, his brows were furrowed, and the distress under his eyes almost flooded out.

The big hand took her in his arms, let her tear-soaked face lean against her chest, and gently patted her back with one hand, giving her some warm comfort, but unlike the gentle movements of his hands, a wave of anger gradually welled up in his eyes.

Seeing that she was so sad, there was an urge in her heart to beat Lei Ziqian.

And Bei Xiaorou, who didn't know what he was thinking, just leaned quietly on his chest, and the suppressed sobs slowly turned into sad sobs under his warm embrace, echoing sadly on the silent balcony in the dark night, just like her broken heart.

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The Bentley drove down the highway and blended into the traffic, and in the back seat, Assistant Yu finished reporting the next trip and quietly glanced at the boss, but saw him looking at the mobile phone in his hand with a tense face.

He couldn't help but wonder, the boss has always been like this these days, is it waiting for some important call?

There was a suffocating silence in the carriage, Lei Ziqian's big hand holding the mobile phone slowly tightened, and a touch of anxiety quietly floated under his angry black eyes, he pursed his lips, and the breath on his body became more and more cold.

"Stop!" Suddenly, he raised his eyes, looked at the driver, and said coldly.

The car slowly pulled over, and under the puzzled gaze of the driver and Assistant Yu, he opened the door and walked to the driver's seat, staring at the driver who was stunned in the seat with dark eyes, squinting lightly.

The driver shuddered suddenly, then woke up and hurriedly got out of the car, Lei Ziqian immediately sat in, and the car immediately drove forward like an arrow, leaving the assistant and the driver to look at each other on the ground, full of puzzlement.

The warm sun shone down, the Bentley stopped steadily on the side of the road, the man held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, looked through the window at the cake shop with the door closed, and his cold face stiffened suddenly.

He hurriedly opened the car door, strode to the front of the cake shop, squinted lightly, and looked at the vacation notice posted in front of the door, his face was gloomy for a moment.

The man's cold haze made the passers-by look away and leave quickly.

He pursed his lips tightly, and without much hesitation, he took out his mobile phone to dial the number, and when the cold female voice on the mobile phone prompted that the message to turn off the phone sounded, his heart sank suddenly.

Staring at his phone, a hint of uneasiness appeared on his handsome face, and when he frowned and was about to dial the number again, a slightly familiar conversation came from not far away, making him turn his head suddenly.

Yang Anan and Bei Minghui, who came back from buying vegetables from the supermarket, both paused when they saw the man standing in front of the store, and they were stunned at the same time.

Lei Ziqian put away his mobile phone, pursed his lips and approached them, and shot directly at Pei Minghui with an anxious and cold gaze, "What about Xiaorou?" ”

Seeing him, the doubts that Pei Minghui had been pressing in his heart could no longer be restrained, and he didn't answer his question, but asked, "Brother Lei, why did you break up with my sister?" ”

Yang Anan glared at him hatefully, grabbed his arm fiercely, pulled him away, and then walked in from the door of the store, ignoring Lei Ziqian's existence the whole time.

Lei Ziqian, who was slightly stunned by Pei Minghui's words, turned around and walked into the cake shop with his eyebrows condensed, looking at the two of them with cold eyes, "Who said we broke up?" ”

Bei Minghui, who was still complaining about Yang An'an's rude behavior, opened his mouth blankly with a puzzled face.

And Yang Anan put the things in his hand on the table heavily, and looked up at him angrily, "You have a new love, are you still waiting to be humiliated by you if you don't break up?" ”

Lei Ziqian's face was as gloomy as a storm in an instant, his sharp black eyes were like arrows, and he glared coldly at Yang An'an with a sharp chill, "What new love?" Make it clear! ”

Yang An'an's body trembled slightly, but seeing that he still wanted to deny it, the burning anger immediately suppressed the fear, and she crossed her hands on her waist and said, "I saw it all in the office that day!" The two of you are so close, what is it that she is not your new love?! ”