The days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already the cold winter of the lunar month, and the winter in Kyoto was very cold, and the sky was blank as if a heavy snow was about to fall at any time

"Brother Yuqian, can you come back early tonight?"

Today was Sunday, and when Ling Zishan woke up, she happened to see that Ning Yuqian had already dressed and was ready to go to the company

In the six months since he came to Kyoto, Ning Yuqian came back late almost every night because of his work, and seemed to have forgotten his habits when he was in S City, when he would inevitably eat at home every night, but after coming to Kyoto, I don't know when this habit gradually disappeared

"Good, go to bed early, I estimate that I will come back very late tonight, and I will have a business trip tomorrow, so you don't have to wait for me" Ning Yuqian lowered his head and imprinted a kiss on Ling Zishan's forehead, then turned around and hurriedly left, not seeing Ling Zishan behind him frowning and tears in his eyes, watching his figure disappear from her sight with a disappointed expression

Ling Zishan didn't even know what was going on, everything quietly changed with the passage of time

Ning Yuqian, who left, didn't see this scene, but Fu Lao, who came in from outside, saw it clearly, his vast eyes were full of distress, and he couldn't help complaining about Ning Yuqian.

Although Fu Lao complained about Ning Yuqian in his heart, he still walked into the room with a smile, which made his granddaughter, who was not very happy, even more unhappy

"Girl, get up for breakfast, grandpa asked someone to prepare your favorite porridge for you" Fu Lao said to Ling Zishan with a kind face, his tone was full of love and doting

"Okay, grandpa" Ling Zishan nodded obediently, lowering her eyes to hide the loneliness in her eyes

When Fu Lao saw Ling Zishan's appearance, although he felt distressed in his heart, he was helpless, emotional matters were really not something that a third person could manage, even if it was a relative

For breakfast, Ling Zishan didn't know the taste of the food, her mind was full of Ning Yuqian's figure of turning away, and the emotions in her heart grew uncontrollably, don't underestimate a woman's brain drama, he can make up a scene of life and death from a trace of your details

After returning to the room after eating breakfast, Ling Zishan thought for a long time and still felt angry, so she sent a message to Ning Yuqian, but only got a four-word reply: busy, don't make trouble

Ling Zishan's eyes flashed with tears, when did it start, she was no longer the first in his heart, his work was more important than her

In fact, it's not that Ning Yuqian doesn't care about Ling Zishan anymore, but when a man reaches a certain age, he will subconsciously put work in front, feeling that it is his responsibility, but ignoring the figure of the person behind him who has been waiting, many couples, this is how it came to an end

Ling Zishan was at home, and she didn't wait for Ning Yuqian's call all morning, so Fu Lao gave her a notice...

By the time Ning Yuqian finished thinking about Ling Zishan, it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon, and the non-stop meetings all day made him not even eat lunch, but he made a phone call to Ling Zishan as soon as he was done, and the phone call was full of expectations, but no one answered

Ning Yuqian looked at the mobile phone in his hand that automatically hung up because no one answered, and dialed the landline at home again, this time it was connected, but it was Fu Lao who answered

"Grandpa Fu, where is Shanshan?" Ning Yuqian went straight to the point and looked for Ling Zishan

"You still know what to look for Sanshan?" Fu Lao's tone was full of dissatisfaction, and he said sarcastically, "I thought that only work was left in your eyes, where is Shanshan's fiancée?"

"Grandpa, aren't I busy? It's good to wait for this period of time..."Ning Yuqian listened to Fu Lao's slightly angry words and explained helplessly