In the three days that Xiao Qingge was hospitalized, he had a good appetite every day and would eat a little food, but his mood became more and more depressed day by day.

In the ward, you either lie in bed and sleep, or curl up and lean on the edge of the bed and quietly look out the window in a daze.

In the past three days, Ye Lingchen has never stepped into this hospital for half a step, and Sister Ling said that the young master has not even returned to the villa, but Aunt Tong knows that he is uncomfortable.

The only one who came to visit Xiao Qingge in the ward was Lin Xixi, she still heard Mo Feng mention it, and hurried over the next day, the clever ghost who can usually make Xiao Qingge laugh is also powerless this time.

On the day of discharge, Aunt Tong ran up and down to go through the formalities, Xiao Qingge sat lonely on the edge of the bed and waited, that person seemed to have forgotten himself......

When it was almost noon, Uncle Zhou drove to pick them up, Xiao Qingge let Aunt Tong wrap her in layers of heavy clothes, and followed them downstairs, still with the last trace of hope in her heart, and the moment she stepped into the car, she died again.

The inside of the car was empty.

She paused, quickly went up, sat down by the window, and then put a blanket on her lap, which Aunt Tong put on.

She lifted the blanket upwards and covered her head, and the tears that she had endured for so many days finally gushed out.

The car drove smoothly into the villa, Sister Ling stood at the door and watched, waiting, the potato squatting on the ground wagged its tail excitedly, and circled on the ground, as soon as the car was parked, it rushed over, squatting in front of the car door and yelling.

Aunt Tong pushed the car door and came down first, and Xiao Qingge followed behind.

Seeing the owner who he hadn't seen for many days, the potato screamed louder, rushed over and jumped on her.

"Oh, my little ancestor, come down quickly." Aunt Tong stuffed the things she was carrying in her hand to Sister Ling, squatted on the ground, and hurriedly pulled the potatoes away from Xiao Qingge's body.

The young lady is delicate now, how can she withstand the enthusiasm of this little fellow.

The potatoes that were pulled away, looked at Xiao Qingge with pitiful eyes, full of grievances, and stretched out his claws to dig the soil on the ground.

"It's okay, Aunt Tong." Xiao Qingge opened his mouth weakly.

Then with a wave of his hand, the potato broke away and Aunt Tong ran over again.

"Well, let's go in." Xiao Qingge bent down, touched its head, and walked towards the door.

It was a lot warmer when I entered the house, but my heart was still bitterly cold.

She tried not to think of that day, his ruthlessness and cruelty, but when she stood in front of the stairs again, that scene reappeared in front of her eyes, every word he said, every expression on his face was so clear in her mind.

Xiao Qingge stood in the stairwell for a long time without moving a step.

Aunt Tong sighed, walked over and carried her upstairs.

Although the lady is recovering well, the doctor has also told her to stay in bed as much as possible.

"Miss, don't think about anything, lie down and sleep well, young master, he really ......"

"Aunt Tong, I want to sleep!" Xiao Qingge hurriedly opened his mouth to interrupt her.

“……”

"Okay, miss, you sleep, I'll be downstairs, whatever you call me." Aunt Tong carefully folded the quilt for Xiao Qingge.

Her eyelashes fluttered and she closed her eyes.

"Potato, go out and let the young lady have a good rest." When Aunt Tong withdrew, she pulled the potato king outside.

The little guy wagged his tail and lay on the head of the bed with a reluctant expression.

"Let it stay here, Aunt Tong." Xiao Qingge on the bed moved his mouth and ordered.

"Yes, miss."

Aunt Tong exited the room and gently locked the door.

Xiao Qingge's closed eyes opened.

I pulled the quilt and lay on my side, my heart hurting terribly.

Xiao Qingge was raised in bed for half a month, during this time, she didn't take a step out of this room, and Ye Lingchen still didn't step into the villa.

It's as if everything is back to square one.

But there are some things that can never be turned back.

On this day, Xiao Qingge had breakfast as usual, sitting on the bed and looking out the window in a daze, when suddenly the snow drifted down, and the first snow of this winter came as scheduled.

Xiao Qingge unconsciously lifted the quilt, walked to the window and pushed the window open, the cold wind was bitingly cold, a piece of broken snow floated in alone, she stretched out her hands to catch it steadily, the snowflakes fell to the palm of her hand, and melted immediately.

"Oh, miss, what are you doing here? It's windy outside, and the window is still open. Aunt Tong pushed open the door and saw this scene, and couldn't help but nagging and caring.

Then he trotted up to her, closed the window, and stood in front of her with his hands folded, as if he wanted to say something.

"What's wrong? Aunt Tong. Xiao Qingge sensed that something was wrong and asked.

Aunt Tong's face was still very entangled, and she was silent for a while before she slowly spoke: "Miss, the young master will come back later......"

Xiao Qingge's hand hanging in the air suddenly froze, and it took a while before it clenched into a fist and withdrew.

Then he dragged his steps to bed, as if he hadn't heard Aunt Tong's words.

She looked at Xiao Qingge, who was lying on the bed with a stuffy quilt, sighed helplessly, closed the door, and withdrew.

Is he finally coming back?

On the nineteenth day since she lost her child, he never showed up, not even a word of apology or comfort......

She and her children were so insignificant in his heart, and her newly hatched emotions were once again slapped back to reality.

Not long after Aunt Tong went out, the car horn in the yard sounded, Xiao Qingge's hand tightly grabbed the corner of the quilt, and her body wrapped in the warm bed was cold.

She raised her hands to cover her ears tightly, closed her eyes, and tried not to listen or think.

"Young Master, you're finally back." Aunt Tong trembled and greeted her, thinking of Xiao Qingge upstairs, her eyes were red.

Ye Lingchen nodded, raised his legs and stepped into the gate of the villa, a few snowflakes on his hair melted.

Aunt Tong took his heavy coat, and he went inside.

Habitually looking up at the table, the empty dining room was only steaming with hot food.

Sister Ling came out with the last dish, put it on the table, and went upstairs to call Xiao Qingge to come down for dinner.

The young lady has been dining upstairs for half a month, and when the young master comes back today, I'm afraid I'm going to come down to eat.

The potato, who had always been docile, also ran over and jumped up around his legs, as if to welcome him.

Ye Lingchen glanced down at the small thing under his feet, frowned, and walked quickly to the dining table and sat down.

But he didn't pick up the chopsticks to eat, and raised his eyes again to look at the empty position on the opposite side, as if he was waiting for her to join him.

Ye Lingchen didn't come back for more than half a month, he didn't know how to face Xiao Qingge, what happened that day was an accident, but he clearly heard what she said in person and lingered in his ears.

There was no way for him to calm down.

"Aunt Tong......" Sister Ling, who came down the stairs, hesitated to call out.

Then he continued: "The young lady said that she was not hungry and did not want to eat yet. ”

When Ye Lingchen heard the sound, her eyes retracted, her brows tightened, was she angry with herself?

Aunt Tong noticed Ye Lingchen's strange appearance, and trotted over to Sister Ling and said, "It's okay, I'll go up and take a look." ”

"Bang bang bang......" Aunt Tong raised her hand and knocked on Xiao Qingge's door, and before she could speak, she heard a voice coming from inside.

"I really don't want to eat, I have a terrible headache, let me sleep for a while."

Aunt Tong's mouth opened and closed again, and she went downstairs without saying anything more.

Sister Ling was still standing at the top of the stairs waiting, and Aunt Tong looked at her and shook her head in frustration.

"Young master, you use it first, Miss has a headache, rest on it." Aunt Tong walked to Ye Lingchen's side, lowered her head and said.

Ye Lingchen's eyes sank a little, picked up the chopsticks and took the food and sent it to his mouth, no matter how delicious the dishes were, they were tasteless.

I blame myself and I am angry.

He was impulsive that day, but what she did was inexcusable in the first place.

She is hiding from herself now, is she blaming him?

The more Ye Lingchen thought about it, the more angry he became, so he went upstairs after eating a few bites, locked himself in the study, and stayed for most of the day.

The authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear.

Aunt Tong saw the relationship between the two most clearly, and now watching them tormenting each other, she was about to go crazy.

The days passed day by day, the heavy snow fell for several days, and the courtyard was piled with thick snow, and Aunt Tong and Sister Ling spent a morning cleaning it up every day.

The next time seemed to return to normal, and Ye Lingchen would go home every day to rest and eat.

Xiao Qingge still avoided him, as long as Ye Lingchen entered the door of the villa, she locked herself in the room and did not take a step.

And when he went to the company, Xiao Qingge would go downstairs and walk around the yard to enjoy the winter snow.

After a long time, Ye Lingchen became more irritable, and when he went home, he didn't have a good face for anyone.

Xiao Qingge is even more depressed, even more depressed than when he was just discharged from the hospital, and his attitude towards Aunt Tong and Sister Ling has also become cold.

Aunt Tong was helpless, so she called Lin Xixi to come over to accompany Miss, she happened to have something to do these days and went abroad.

Aunt Tong and the others could only be in a hurry, but they couldn't think of a way, so they had to indulge the potatoes and follow Xiao Qingge anytime and anywhere.

Because only when potatoes accompany her, she occasionally shows a smile, otherwise they really have to worry that Xiao Qingge will get sick sooner or later.