Although he has no scheming, He Jianing's mind is actually very delicate.

The change in her daughter's mood has long been seen in her eyes, but she didn't say it.

"Yaoyao, but in the past few days, my mother is really worried about seeing you so sad......" He Jianing stretched out his hand and patted Meng Yao's back, and said gently: "When you are sad, I am also sad......"

Although He Jianing is very thin, her arms are not big enough and not warm enough.

However, at this moment, being held by her and comforted by her, Meng Yao felt like a lonely boat wandering, staying in her safe and warm haven.

Slowly, Meng Yao's stiff body relaxed and softened, and finally, her eyes turned red again.

She wanted to cry......

He Jianing seemed to see Meng Yao's mood, and said gently: "If you want to cry, cry, there is no need to hold it in front of your mother, it will be more comfortable to cry." ”

As soon as she said this, Meng Yao couldn't hold it back anymore, and with a wow, tears couldn't stop falling......

Meng Yao cried for a long time.

And from beginning to end, He Jianing didn't interrupt her, but let her cry freely!

She knows that some emotions are just to be vented!

He Jianing didn't ask her what was going on, just kept patting her on the back, and got up and brought her a pack of tissues.

Because she vented some of her grievances and pain, Meng Yao felt much more relaxed in her heart, and when she cried to the back, her crying became quieter, turning into intermittent sobbing.

Seeing that she seemed to be better, He Jianing said softly: "There are still a few days of vacation, tomorrow my mother will accompany you out for a walk and relax?" ”

Meng Yao thought for a moment and said, "I still want to go out alone." ”

He Jianing smiled: "It's okay." ”

……

Next.

Meng Yao went out for a walk.

When she went out, Meng Haochen's eyes flashed, and he picked up his phone and sent a message.

Meng Yao took the bus for a walk, and after getting off the bus, he walked aimlessly.

When she reacted, she had come to the edge of the lake at some point.

The surface of the lake is as horizontal as a mirror, like a piece of fine jasper, and the sun shines on the surface of the lake, rippling like brocade.

It's beautiful.

Meng Yao couldn't help but recall the last time she came here with He Zheng.

Xihu is still the same Xihu, but there is no longer him by her side.

It was only a few days ago, why does it seem so far away and so long as centuries have passed?

Meng Yao sighed sullenly, and couldn't help but think of the one he had drawn in the Lingying Temple before.

Could it really be fate determined by heaven, she and He Zheng are destined to be inseparable......

There was a wooden bridge on the lake, and Meng Yao walked up it.

Just as she walked to the middle of the bridge, suddenly the footsteps were approaching, and she subconsciously turned her head, but she was slightly stunned.

He Zheng was walking towards her.

How did he get here?

Meng Yao was stunned in her heart, but she couldn't take her eyes off.

I haven't seen him for a few days, he is still handsome and straight, his eyebrows and eyes are calm, but he seems to be haggard and has lost a lot of weight.

He Zheng got closer and closer, and suddenly, Meng Yao came back to his senses, frowned and asked, "Why did you come?" ”

He Zheng's dark eyes looked at her for a moment: "Xiao Chen told me that you went out......

"So you're following me?" Meng Yao was annoyed.

He Zheng pursed his lips and was silent.

He...... Really wanted to see her.

In the past few days, she has occupied all of his thinking ability, as if it has invaded the bone marrow and cannot be expelled.

Although he still couldn't answer her question, the lingering thoughts of the past few days let him know that he was by no means a substitute for anyone.