After eating a hot pot happily, Yu Mumu stood in front of the window with a water cup, staring at the moon gradually rising..... This gift, I don't know if Ozawa will be happy after receiving it, so he took a sip of warm water and continued to look at the moonlight.

And it's not just one person staring at the moon.

In the courtyard of the Leng family's house, a thin figure stood in the courtyard, full of melancholy.

Leng Qianyun tiptoed to his side and put the gown on his shoulder: "Brother Wen Yuan, what are you thinking here?" ”

Wen Yuan's fingers lifted the gown, and she continued to stare at the moonlight, her face showing a bit of sadness, "I didn't think about anything." Then he placed his gown on the table beside him.

Leng Qianyun's eyes only understood his indifferent words and distance, "Brother Wen, if you want to leave the Leng family, I will go to the eldest brother to say something." ”

"There's no need to be so troublesome, besides, I'm leaving the Leng family now, and I have nowhere to go." After Wen Yuan finished speaking, he took out a small box from his pocket and lit one and put it to his lips.

Leng Qianyun looked at his unfamiliar actions, but she was a little anxious in her heart: "Brother Wen Yuan, don't you never?" ”

Wen Yuan was 100% alienated: "I can't learn." Yu Guang looked at her and continued, "Miss Qianyun, but you have something to do with me?" ”

Leng Qianyun walked to the table and picked up the gown, and said lonely: "It's okay, it's cold at night, you better put on this gown." Hold up the gown and hand it to him.

Wen Yuan looked at her coldly, glanced at her gown, and spit out a mouthful of mist: "Don't be so troublesome, please take it back to Miss Qianyun." ”

Leng Qianyun naturally thought that he would definitely reject himself in various ways, so without saying a word, he folded his coat neatly and put it on the table, turned around, and walked back to the house.

Wen Yuan looked at her back and disappeared in front of her eyes, snuffed out the tobacco in her hand, buckled it against the gown, and for a while, a wisp of mist surrounding the faint smell of tobacco gradually disappeared on the gown.

The sharp eyes raised again, staring at the Leng family's mansion, breaking his knuckles, and making a crisp sound.

And his people are like the moon, cold and not allowing anyone to approach, and this chill is heart-wrenching.

And Leng Qianyun, who was sitting in the living room, the light in the depths of his eyes was still haunting him, obsessed, but he didn't dare to be bold.

Although I knew for a long time that Brother Wen was a person without any feelings, he was such a person, even though he was tepid, he also wanted to give him warmth by his side.

As the personal doctor of the Leng family, he has excellent medical skills, and even is one of the best talents in the medical field, but after graduating from university, he voluntarily applied to work in the Leng family.

Maybe it's the tacit understanding of his family, but to this day he never knew that the true identity of the Leng family was actually the blood clan.

After coming to Leng's house for seven years, I have never heard that he has a girlfriend, and there is not even any news that he will go on a date.

Leng Qianyun smiled, she hates me so much now, if she learns that I am a blood clan, I am afraid that she will be extremely disgusted...

The figure in the courtyard was silent for a moment, picked up the gown and walked outside the gate, threw the gown into the trash can like a parabola, and when his fingers slapped his clothes, he took out the alcohol spray from his pocket and sprayed it on his clothes.

There was a flash of disgust in his cold eyes, and the spray was sprayed on his clothes again, and after a while, he simply threw the alcohol spray on top of his coat and turned away.

Moonlight is often the coldest, and it often adds a touch of sorrow and unspeakable thoughts.

At this moment, Leng Qianyun had already walked back to his room, learning from the way he had just looked at the moonlight, standing above the terrace on the third floor, and looking at the moon.

... It's the moon, is it any different? Leng Qianyun thought carefully.