Wang Chengyou walked in such a hurry that he left almost all his luggage.

He generously gifted all these luggage to Zheng Shuguang. When I opened Wang Chengyou's wardrobe, I saw that the clothes looked plain, and the labels said Armani, PRADA, TOM FORD, AND VERSACE...... Zheng Shuguang has the feeling of winning the jackpot. It turned out that I was so happy that I really wanted to cry!

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The city of my hometown.

Michel was looking forward to it.

"It's time for You'er to come back, right?"

"Husband, you said that You'er didn't sign up for the volunteer team this summer, right?"

"Why hasn't You'er come back yet!"

Three times a day, ask where is enough! Mi Zhi's three questions an hour is about the same. Looking forward to her return, she didn't even have the heart to play mahjong.

Wang Chen was asked by her and fled to the company.

"Why didn't You'er answer my phone?"

"Nothing happened to me, did you?"

"Why is my heart beating so hard?"

"No! I'm going to see him at his school! ”

Wang Chen saw that he couldn't be deceived, so he grabbed Mi Zhi's hand and took her into the study.

Mi Zhi rarely entered Wang Chen's study. It's not that she doesn't want to go, it's that Wang Chen doesn't allow her to go.

As soon as she saw that she was going to the study, which she was not usually allowed to go to, a bad premonition swept over. Mi Zhi's legs were directly weak, and she grabbed Wang Chen, with such force that her nails seemed to be embedded in Wang Chen's flesh: "You tell me honestly, my You'er...... He's still alive, right? ”

Wang Chen: "......"

Seeing that her husband was distracted, Mi Zhi suddenly burst into tears, and looked at Wang Chen blankly as if she had lost her soul. Suddenly, she slammed her head into the wall beside her. Fortunately, she usually doesn't like strength training when she works out, but Wang Chen reacted in time and caught her.

Mi Zhi made a grunting sound in his throat, low and hoarse, and it took Wang Chen a lot of effort to hear it: "I don't live anymore, go and accompany my You'er." ”

Wang Chen was angry and wanted to laugh, he took the opportunity to press Mi Zhi on the sofa: "What are you thinking!" You'er, he's alive and well! ”

Mi Zhi seemed to be pressed the pause button, instantly still, tears hanging on his face, and he couldn't wipe it: "What you said is true?" ”

"I lied to you, I'm a puppy."

Mi Zhi burst out laughing, wiped his cheeks embarrassedly, and stretched out his hand towards Wang Chen: "Take it." ”

"What?"

"I know you're going to find someone to keep an eye on him, and I'll have to see my son with my own eyes to be relieved."

Wang Chen took the tablet out of the drawer, unlocked the fingerprint, and swiped the screen to start showing Mi Zhi Wang Chen.

Mi Zhi stared greedily at the screen. This is the son of the day before yesterday, he walked in the campus, he was so upright, so chic, and there was a little girl standing next to him - Mi Zhi frowned, this girl she knew, and she was quite rude - the frown was only for a moment, and immediately turned into a happy smile, because the photo captured the moment when the son turned around, it was really handsome.

The day before yesterday, my son was wearing a classic plaid short-sleeved polo shirt from Burberry, and when she bought it for him, he was disgusted by its "publicity".

Yesterday's son...... Went to the hospital!

"Hey, hey, what did he do in the hospital? Does he look a little haggard? It can't be a recurrence of an old disease, right? ”

Wang Chen pressed his hand on Mi Zhi's shoulder: "Don't panic, don't scare yourself, he went to the hospital for a physical examination, and the physical examination was for Tibet." ”

"Go to Xizang?!"

"Yes, others are in Tibet right now."

"Where's the photo?"

"The people I sent have already boarded the plane to Tibet, and I believe that with their professional ability, they will soon find Chengyou."

Mi Zhi clasped her hands to her chest and looked at her husband with her head high: "Are you going to find him and arrest him back?" ”

Wang Chen: "No, I'm going to let people follow him quietly until he comes back by himself after his own trip." ”

Mi Zhi slowly lowered his eyes, and his tone became slow: "You two, why did you suddenly get into a fight?" ”

Wang Chen rubbed his hands: "Uh, um, ah, that ......"

Mi Zhi let out a long breath: "If you are embarrassed, you can not tell me." You just need to remember that You'er has three longs and two shorts, and I will never survive. ”

Wang Chen: "......"

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At noon on the second day after Wang Chengyou flew to Tibet, Mo Yan came again.

The dormitory manager downstairs called, and his voice was still slightly impatient: "There is a person named 'Mo Yan', who wants to find 'Wang Chengyou' in your bedroom." ”

"Get down right now."

When Mo Yan, who was waiting downstairs, found that it was Zheng Shuguang who came down today, her loss was still visible to the naked eye.

"Excuse him, haven't you come back yet?"

"Uh-" Zheng Shuguang hesitated.

"Can you give me your counselor's cell phone number?" Maybe Seungwoo's phone is broken. ”

Zheng Shuguang raised his head and stretched out the hand behind his back: "This is for you." ”

Mo Yan looked up with surprise: "You ......"

"He flew to Tibet yesterday morning."

Mo Yan's eyes instantly filled with tears: "When I came the day before yesterday, he wasn't on a business trip?" ”

Under the pressure of her gaze, Zheng Shuguang had to nod.

"He's in his bedroom, but he won't see me?"

Zheng Shuguang could only nod again.

"Why?"

Zheng Shuguang was speechless.

His eyes fell on the letter that Zheng Shuguang was holding. Mo Yan struggled, and her intuition told her that there would be no good news in the letter, but not answering it did not mean that she could turn things around. She should at least know why he did this to her.

Tears burst through his eyes and quickly slid down his chin.

Zheng Shuguang's mood of going all the way to the clouds in the past two days slowly fell at this moment, and he looked at Mo Yan's hand that couldn't help but tremble when he received the letter, doubting for the first time his belief in love and girls.

Mo Yan took the letter and tried to smile and thank him, his lips trembled so much that he couldn't say anything.

She forced her composure to turn around, held her head high, and slowly walked out of the building.

He wouldn't even see her when he left!

Did she do something wrong?

If she ignored Wang Chengyou's dissuasion to go to the Neon Country to study arithmetic, she would have nothing to say.

Tears spilled eyes, and the world shook in fragmentation.

Mo Yan relied on the stubbornness in his heart and walked out step by step.

The teeth of the road, not being seen by her, tripped her up. She had no intention of reacting and fell directly to the ground.

There were sparse pedestrians on the road, and a kind person passing by supported her, and after squatting and sitting, he pulled her again, but she refused.

At noon in early July, the hot cement road drove away the cold around her little by little.

Falls, too, have the benefit of falling.

For example, she could cry freely through the pain of a fall.

Those thoughts that are held in my heart, those who are depressed in foreign countries, and those who are wronged and can't confide...... You can all cry.

Zheng Shuguang is not Wang Chengyou, and he will not be like Wang Chengyou, even if he agrees to turn around at the same time, he will quietly turn back again, and he will look at Mo Yan's figure until he can't see it.

After Zheng Shuguang turned around, he strode upstairs, naturally he didn't have the opportunity to see Mo Yan squatting on the ground like this and crying loudly.

Mo Yan cried for a long time, crying until he was dizzy, crying until his brain was deprived of oxygen, crying until his voice was hoarse and his throat was swollen and sore, and there were still many grievances that he did not cry out.

A pair of powerful big hands supported her as she was about to faint.