The hoarse and melodious voice, like the moonlight at midnight, was full of gentleness.

At this moment, Gao Wanjing's voice came into the ears of the man who called her in the car, making his slender eyes immediately full of tenderness.

However, he did not speak out.

Gao Wanjing on the other end of the phone seemed to see that the caller didn't speak, so she spoke again: "Hey? Who called? ”

Silent.

This time, Gao Wanjing didn't speak again, just hung up the phone directly.

At this moment, the beep of hanging up the phone in my ears replaced the tenderness in the man's slender eyes with bitterness.

The slender fingers once again couldn't help dialing Gao Wanjing's number, and he heard the beep between the calls from time to time.

rang for a while before Gao Wanjing answered the phone, and she said directly: "Who are you?" ”

The corners of the man's mouth moved slightly, as if he wanted to respond to Gao Wanjing out loud, but he opened his mouth and didn't say a word.

Gao Wanjing on the other end said loudly: "Your number is an unfamiliar number, I don't care if you are a salesman or you hit the wrong number, please don't call again, it will affect my rest in the middle of the night." ”

With that, she hung up the phone.

The handsome man in the white suit in the car listened to the sound of being hung up in his ear, his slender eyes with a hurt look.

He lowered his hand weakly, his eyes kept falling on the window not far away, and his eyes were full of pain.

It's just that......

The lights suddenly turned on in the room where the lights had been turned out, and he was startled.

The next moment, the closed curtain was opened, and Gao Wanjing, who was already lying in bed, was seen standing by the window.

At this time, the man in the car looked stunned, and then his eyes were ecstatic.

However, his eyes were immediately full of distress.

Just because, he saw Gao Wanjing standing by the window looking haggard, and her beautiful face was full of pain.

She was wearing a white silk nightdress, which made her slender and thin, which made him want to appear by her side immediately, hug her into his arms, and comfort her gently.

But how could he appear in front of her to appease her with such hurtful words he had said to her?

He looked at her with a knot, but he couldn't tell her.

At this moment, Gao Wanjing didn't know that downstairs in her house, there was a man in a car who was looking at her greedily in his eyes, and this man was the source of her pain - Yun Zichen.

She wanted to go to bed early, because only when she fell asleep would she forget Yun Zichen and forget all the pain.

Somehow, an unfamiliar number called her, which made her even more sleepless.

She looked up at the sky, the vast sky was full of stars, it was a beautiful night.

But it was a sleepless night for her.

In the dead of night, all the painful things of the day came into her mind more clearly, and she couldn't sleep because of the torture, which made her sad.

Thinking of Yun Zichen, she remembered the sentence he said to herself that made her liver and intestines break, and her eyes were suddenly full of pain.

Yun Zichen.

She silently read his name in her heart, and her expression was sad.

This scene fell in Yun Zichen's eyes in the car, and he looked at Gao Wanjing's eyes even more distressed.

Time passed little by little, and Gao Wanjing stood by the window with a painful expression and never left.

And Yun Zichen in the car downstairs also never left, his eyes never moved away from Gao Wanjing, he looked at her, and there was only pity and greed for her in his eyes.

The time between him and her seemed to be frozen, and no one left.

The stars are extinguished, the morning comes, fresh air floats in the air, and the light sweeps away the darkness and brings a new day.

Standing by the window in a trance, Gao Wanjing, who had been suffering for a night, finally came back to her senses, her face was as pale as paper, her eyebrows and eyes were haggard, and her whole person seemed to exude a sad atmosphere.

She looked back at the sky, reached out and closed the curtains, then turned away from the window and lay down on the bed.

One night.

In one night, she recalled all the scenes from the first meeting with Yun Zichen to yesterday, except for the pain in her heart, all the rest was missing him.

Lovesick to the bone, but he didn't know that it was also her cowardly fault.

Tired.

She was tired both physically and mentally, and when she closed her eyes, she could finally fall asleep and forget the pain for a while.

Yun Zichen in the car watched Gao Wanjing close the curtains, and after her figure disappeared, his eyes were full of loneliness and bitterness.

He knew that she was tired, she had gone to rest, and he should have left.

He stared at the window for a long time before starting the car and driving away.

One night, he looked at her without any tiredness, but the sadness in his heart made him uncomfortable.

Outside the car window, the scenery of the trees quickly faded, the knuckles of his hands holding the steering wheel turned white, his thin lips pursed into lines, and finally only a small sigh remained.

The speed of the car is very fast, there are no cars on the city roads in the early morning, and he usually drives three hours, but today he arrived home in an hour and a half.

Qiao Bing, who was wearing a silk moon white short skirt, was holding her hair in a bun, and she was wearing a pearl-inlaid hairpin on her bun, she was dressed elegantly and beautifully.

She had just arrived in the living room and happened to see her son Yun Zichen who walked into the living room.

At a glance, she saw her son Yun Zichen, who had never been alarmed, with a pale and painful face.

She was stunned.

"Zichen, you're back." Her voice was gentle and she spoke first.

Yun Zichen in a white suit heard his mother Qiao Bing's voice, and he instantly put down any look that should not be revealed, and his eyebrows and eyes were flat.

"Mom, you woke up so early today," he replied to Qiao Bing in a deep voice.

"It's not early." Qiao Bing stepped on high heels and walked in front of Yun Zichen, she looked at him with worry in her eyes, and said softly, "Is something wrong?" ”

Yun Zichen shook his head, he looked at Qiao Bing in front of him and said, "It's okay." ”

Qiao Bing: "You look at your face in the mirror yourself, haggard, pale without a trace of blood." ”

As soon as Yun Zichen heard his mother Qiao Bing's words, he reached out and rubbed his face, making his face a little more bloody, and he said softly, "I'm fine." ”

Qiao Bing looked at Yun Zichen and said, "Yesterday they went home, why didn't you tell your mother first, if you had told me earlier, I would have gone to Wanmei Villa with you." ”

Yun Zichen: "It's hot, I'm sweating all over when I go out, I don't want you to be tired, Mom, you are drawing blood for Yiyi now, your body is very weak and needs to recuperate at home." ”

"You don't want to tell your mother." Qiao Bing had helplessness in his eyes, and said, "Fortunately, I called you last night, otherwise I wouldn't have known that they would have gone home." ”

After a pause, she said again: "You went to Yiyi's house yesterday and only came back now, and your face is so ugly, is something wrong with you, or is there something wrong with Yiyi?" ”

Yun Zichen said softly: "Yiyi and I are fine, Mom, don't worry." ”

Qiao Bing's eyes stared deeply at Yun Zichen.