The garden-style community where Han Jiaren lives is a relatively high-end residential community in this area, and this independent villa is one of the best, not only the location is better, but the building type is even more exquisite.

When you open the door and enter, you will see a large clean and tidy living room, with several cute bear pillows neatly stacked on the light blue sofa, making it impossible to feel that the owner has been missing for more than a week.

"I'll sit here for a while, and you can find out if there's anything you find," Lin Jianyue explained, "because you didn't come, and I didn't let people come in and search." ”

Hee-sung nodded, looked around in the living room, and then went upstairs to Han Jiaren's bedroom.

This place Hee Sung has been here.

It's just that they haven't had any intimate behavior with Han Jiaren here, they usually go to the hotel to spend the night, and now that I think about it, it seems that Han Jiaren hates the encroachment of his private space.

However, maybe this is just Hee Cheng's own speculation, because he now sees a photo of himself and Han Jiaren, framed in a photo frame, and placed on the bedside table.

Picking up the photo frame, Hee Cheng was surprised to find that there was a letterhead pressed under the photo frame.

The orange cover, with only a few soft handwriting, was indeed a letter to himself.

The truth is about to be opened, but Hee-sung is not so anxious.

He looked at Han Jiaren's handwriting blankly for a while, imagining the scene of Yiren sitting sideways at the head of the bed, half-lying on the bedside table and writing, that is, the long hair on his shoulders must have hung down from the side of his delicate and fair neck, and was changed by his white ears, revealing a delicate and transparent little face.

Han Jiaren's hands are very beautiful, the palms are slender, especially the fingers, which are slender and smooth......

The picture is too beautiful, compare it to the scene that is now missing. I really don't dare to look at it.

The letterhead was not glued and was not intended to be mailed in itself.

Hee-sung pulled out the letter paper that exuded the scent of orchids, and finally saw Han Jiaren's message.

In this era of extremely developed communications, it is this special situation that such a thing as letterhead can be seen.

……

Before I knew it, it had been a year and a half in Hong Kong. It's a very good city, I learned to speak Chinese, I can write some Chinese characters, I can cook Chinese food, and I have some Chinese friends, but ah. I always feel like I'm a passer-by.

Sometimes I think that the streets of Hong Kong are too narrow, the culture of Hong Kong is too complicated, and the people of Hong Kong are too hurried......

It's just that I haven't made up my mind to leave.

I always felt like I was waiting for something, waiting for a boy who would make my heart tickle. Not any of the people I knew before, Ms. Lim Po Yin said. Waiting is a sweet and sour bliss. It's a pity that now she and Mr. Lin have broken up.

So Miss Lin Baoxian is very envious of the two of us, we can watch each other.

I thought this was the best way for us to get along, but then I realized that I was wrong.

……

Now, I've found a new way of sustenance and I'm ready to live a different way.

By the time you read this letter, I was probably thousands of miles away. Hee Sung, I didn't think about breaking up with you, you're the best lover I've ever seen, and I don't plan to change another one.

It's just that there are some things to deal with. Maybe I'll be in front of you after a while, so don't be too surprised.

This is a very long letter, in addition to explaining his departure, mainly talking about some trivial things about coming to Hong Kong and living here, and there are not many places to mention Xicheng and his feelings.

From these gentle and gentle sketches, Xicheng saw a lonely heart.

It is conceivable that after work, she sat alone on the sofa in the living room, watching TV aimlessly, in a daze until she felt tired, and then went to sleep late.

The next day after opening my eyes, it was a dull repetition.

Because of the "protection" of Xicheng and Lin Jianyue, Han Jiaren's social circle is very thin, only a few women mainly Lin Jianyue's girlfriend Lin Baoxian, they still have their own lives, and only occasionally come out to have a tea together.

She has basically faded out of the entertainment industry, with only a few advertisements.

Xi Cheng looked at the letter in a daze, over and over again, until Lin Jianyue knocked on the bedroom door.

"Any clues?" Lin Jianyue raised his mobile phone and said: "There is news from Singapore, Miss Han Jiaren flew from Singapore to the United Kingdom five days ago, and her destination is Birmingham ......."

"Thank you, Mr. Lin," Hee Sung folded the letter in his hand carefully and stuffed it back into the envelope, "She shouldn't be fine, she just doesn't like life in Hong Kong anymore." ”

"I see," Lin Jianyue let out a sigh of relief, he thought that there was something wrong with the relationship between Xicheng and Han Jiaren, could it be that Han Jiaren wanted to be famous?

As a notorious playboy, Lin Jianyue is no stranger to this kind of thing, so he enthusiastically persuaded him: "Women are like this, it is estimated that they will return to you soon, don't indulge them too much......"

"Mr. Lin, thank you for your help, leave the rest to me," Xicheng interrupted him, feeling that his words were a bit harsh, but there was no need to be too angry, after all, Lin Jianyue didn't know the truth.

"There's really nothing I can do over there in Birmingham," Lin Jianyue rubbed his hands awkwardly, "In short, I didn't do a good job in this matter, I will continue to investigate in Hong Kong and Southeast Asia, and I will notify you in time if there is any news." ”

"I can understand that you have done your best," Hee Cheng patted Lin Jianyue's arm, admiring his attitude.

"My brother came to Hong Kong this time, because he was in a hurry and couldn't entertain him, so it's better to ......"

"Forget it," Hee Cheng smiled reluctantly, "I haven't slept at night, I want to rest first, you can go back first, and I'll invite my friends here in Hong Kong to dinner in the afternoon." ”

"How can this work," Lin Jianyue finally put his mind at ease, and said boldly: "When you arrive in Hong Kong, how can I let you worry about it, I will arrange everything and send a car to pick you up in the afternoon." ”

In fact, compared to their respective statuses, South Korea's Hee Sung is not as good as Hong Kong's Lin Jianyue, but Lin Jianyue has a desire to make friends with others and is willing to surrender his identity to make friends.

People give face, Xicheng can't be unreasonable, not to mention that Han Jiaren's departure from Hong Kong really has nothing to do with Lin Jianyue, if Lin Jianyue, a playboy, really controls Han Jiaren's every move, Xicheng will be unhappy.

Therefore, in this matter, Xicheng and Lin Jianyue did not have any mustard.

After sending Lin Jianyue away, Xicheng returned to Han Jiaren's apartment.

He lay on his back on Han Jiaren's bed and took a deep breath, and there seemed to be a fragrance that belonged to that woman in the air.

Hee Sung was carefully pondering Han Jiaren's letter.

It's not a breakup letter.,There's no angry love xù.,At most, it's a little tired of the lonely life.,Other than that, there are only some trivial things.,Not only do you not see sadness when you read it.,There's even some faint warmth.。

What exactly does she mean?

Women, why is it always so difficult to understand? (To be continued......)