Qiao Yue started the car, and when she drove out, she turned her head again, looked in the direction of her mother's tombstone in the cemetery, forcibly endured the sadness in her heart, and stepped on the accelerator and left the cemetery.

Back in the city, it was completely dark.

Qiao Yue returned to the valley villa, and as soon as she drove to the door, she saw the light coming from the villa, and she knew that Su Mingyuan had returned.

She parked the car at the door of the villa, but did not get out of the car immediately, but sat quietly in the car, turned her head, and looked at the warm light of the room, but she could not feel the slightest temperature.

I don't know what's going on, she suddenly feels so tired, the feeling of physical and mental exhaustion, she really wants to sleep like this in the car, without having to go back to face Su Mingyuan, who makes her love and hate.

I don't know how long it took, Qiao Yue really closed her eyes in a daze, as if she was asleep, but her eyebrows were still wrinkled together, and there seemed to be a melancholy in her heart.

In the haze, Qiao Yue's mind flashed her father's sad eyes, and those words that were extremely disappointed in her, as well as her mother's gentle gaze, and the reluctance in her eyes, and then jumped in front of her eyes.

Luo Ting's words kept echoing in her mind: You killed your mother, all because of you.

A knocking sound sounded outside the car window, pulling Qiao Yue out of her nightmare.

When she opened her eyes, Qiao Yue realized that everything just now was a dream.

She raised her hand and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, only then did she realize that someone was knocking on the window.

Qiao Yue put down the car door and saw Su Mingyuan standing outside with a big black umbrella, looking at her with a worried expression.

In fact, as soon as Qiao Yue came back, Su Mingyuan heard it, because he had been sitting on the sofa in the living room downstairs waiting for her. Love Book House

He was in the company in the afternoon, and when he learned from Fang Yang's mouth that Qiao Yue asked for leave to go home, he planned to come back early to accompany her, for fear that she would not feel well.

But when she returned to the villa, she found that Qiao Yue had not returned.

He made several phone calls and sent several messages, but all of them went unanswered.

Su Mingyuan had been sitting downstairs waiting for Qiao Yue, and when he heard the sound of a car outside, he stood up from the sofa as soon as possible.

But he stood at the door and waited for a long time, but he didn't see Qiao Yue coming in from outside, only to see a car parked at the door, but the door never opened.

Su Mingyuan finally couldn't hold it back, he held an umbrella and walked out of the house.

Walking to the front of the car, by the light of the street lamp, he saw Qiao Yue leaning on the back of the chair, with her eyes closed, looking very tired.

Half of the anger in his heart that had been waiting for it disappeared in an instant, and it was replaced by distress.

He didn't want to disturb her rest, but he didn't disturb her and just nestled in the car, resting so uncomfortably, so he hesitated, but still raised his hand and knocked on the window.

When the car window was lowered and Qiao Yue's tired and pale little face appeared in front of his eyes, the remaining half of the blame and displeasure in his heart had completely disappeared without a trace.

In the past half a day, where did she go and what she went through, so that she would come back with the tired and pale appearance she is now.

"Go home and sleep." Su Mingyuan said four words to Qiao Yue, who was sitting in the car.

Qiao Yue listened to his words, her expression was stunned, and her heart suddenly became mixed.