Thinking of this, Ling Che unexpectedly dialed Xiang Ke's phone.

When she found out what she had done and was embarrassed to hang up, Xiang Ke's voice had already come in through the earpiece: "Lingling, is it you?" ”

Lingche held the earpiece, she was a little overwhelmed, she tried to restrain her emotions, and said softly: "Xiaoqing, is she okay?" ”

Xiang Ke smiled slightly and handed the phone to his daughter beside him.

"Mom, we're at the playground!" Xiaoqing exclaimed excitedly.

Even though he knew that Xiang Ke would take good care of his daughter, Lingche's tears still poured out: "Have fun." She struggled to make her tone calmer.

"Lingling, are you crying?" There was a hint of anxiety in Xiang Ke's voice: "I heard that you are sick, are you feeling better now?" Xiaoqing and I are very worried about you. ”

Ling Che gritted his teeth and said, "I'm fine. With that, he hung up the phone.

She was afraid that she would not be able to control her emotions and burst into tears.

Wouldn't that be too embarrassing?

Thinking about it, she couldn't help crying.

The crying became louder and louder, even alarming Shen Ling, who lived opposite her.

Shen Ling slapped the door panel vigorously, but Lingche didn't want to pay attention to him.

It was a long time before she opened the door, but her eyes were already red and swollen like rabbits.

Shen Ling looked at her lightly: "Isn't it just a loss of love, are you so unproductive?" ”

Lingche turned his head and wiped his nose with a tissue.

"I'll move out tomorrow." Shen Ling smiled slightly, looked at Ling Che and said, "You're right, I shouldn't leave Xiao Yi at home alone." ”

"That's good." Ling Che said softly: "If you have time, accompany Xiao Yi more and tell him about his mother." ”

"I will." Shen Ling hesitated for a moment before he said, "Su Lingche, you, are you okay?" ”

Ling Che turned his head and smiled at him: "It's not bad." ”

Shen Ling smiled helplessly: "Take good care of yourself, find someone who knows cold and hot to love you well." ”

Lingche looked at him gratefully and smiled, "I will, and so will you." ”

As if he had made a lot of determination, Shen Ling said: "If, I mean, one day I return to China, can we try to get to know each other again?" ”

Ling Che looked at him suspiciously, he hadn't decided to return to China yet, could it be that he had not yet known where he was going.

Shen Ling continued: "It's like we've never known each other before, without Xiaomin, and without your grandfather, let's get to know each other again and be friends again, okay?" ”

Can this really be the case?

If only it could have been that none of these things had happened!

Lingche nodded: "Of course." ”

Shen Ling smiled with relief: "Ask Xiaoqing for me." ”

After completing such a ceremony, Shen Ling did as he said, and left the apartment with Xiao Yi early in the morning, without even saying hello to Ling Che, as if they had never known each other.

Only workers come in and out, silently sorting their bags, and soon, new tenants will move in.

Let's take a chance to get acquainted again?

Thinking of Shen Ling's proposal in his heart, Ling Che couldn't help but smile slightly, such an assumption is also quite beautiful.

She stretched her waist and looked at the blue sky outside the window, not worrying about whether Xiaoqing was naughty or not, and she didn't have to worry about trivial matters at work, for the first time in the past few years since she came to the United States, she was so idle, and she was a little at a loss.

So I started tidying up the room, tidying up and putting the necessary clothes and documents into the box one by one.

It's like completing a ritual, and I just feel that only in this way will the heart not be empty.

Alone for lunch at the tea restaurant across the street, this small shop is owned by a Chinese couple and serves decent Chinese food.

The proprietress greeted her warmly, and Lingche ordered Xiaoqing's favorite water chestnut cake, and the familiar taste came to her nose, as if to remind her that this life should be over.

Yes, the job is gone, the daughter is gone, even Shen Ling thinks she should leave, what is she still doing here?

Xie Junping hadn't contacted her for many days, and she didn't seem to want to take the initiative to contact him.

She always felt that it would be awkward to meet again, and she didn't even know what kind of identity to use to define their upcoming meeting.

Eldest brother? Boyfriend? A fiancé who lost his engagement ring?

None of them seemed quite right, she didn't know what was going on with herself, and for the third time she managed to turn the man who proposed to her into an ex.

Even though it wasn't what she wanted, it happened.

In the midst of her reverie, a well-dressed woman led an old Chinese lady and sat opposite her.

Ling Che was slightly surprised, although the phenomenon of sharing tables often occurs when there are many people in the tea restaurant on weekdays, but today's time is obviously not a peak, not to mention that there are several empty tables around.

I saw that the woman beckoned to the waiter, and said politely: "The note of the young lady on the other side is on my account." ”

The waiter smiled and nodded yes.

Now Ling Che was even more surprised, there was no free lunch in the world, she tried to search for the impression of the two people in front of her from her memory, but unfortunately, she failed.

After hesitating for a moment, Ling Che said, "I'm sorry, you recognized the wrong person, right?" ”

"Of course not." The old Chinese lady sitting opposite looked at Lingche and said, "Sure enough, it's the eighteenth change of the female university, Lingche, you are more beautiful than when you were a child." ”

"Who are you?" Lingche was even more surprised that in this foreign country, someone actually talked about her childhood.

"You have been in the United States for so many years, and Junping has not taken you to see me, so I came by myself." The old woman's face had a faint expression, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

At the mention of Xie Junping's name, Lingche's mind flashed, and memories were churning, and she finally found the graceful and elegant temperament of Xie Junping's mother Wen Xin in her childhood memories from the old woman's face.

"Aunt Wen, it turned out to be you." Ling Che was slightly embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry, I haven't had time to see you yet." ”

"It's okay." Wen Xin took a sip of tea, with a faint smile on her face, but what she said shocked Ling Che: "It's not just you, even Junping, I haven't seen it for many years. ”

Seeing the surprise flashing in Ling Che's eyes, Wen Xin was calm, she sighed slightly, and continued: "Junping probably didn't tell you that when he divorced, I strongly opposed it, so over the years, our relationship has not been very good. ”