The next day, Yunxiang Building was closed, a sign was hung at the gate, and Boss Meng was resting due to illness.

Yunxiang Building Sijin Courtyard is Meng Qingyun's residence.

Ever since Yan Xiaowei and them left yesterday, he had been lying on the bed and had never wanted to get up.

I didn't eat or drink for a day and a night.

The people in Yunxianglou were frightened and looked for doctors everywhere, but Meng Qingyun didn't see anyone, so he simply locked his room, and no one could enter.

Meng Qingyun fell asleep, constantly dreaming all kinds of dreams, all of which were Yan Yue's figure, as well as the tragic scene of the dreamer's murder, the two pains were entangled in his heart, entangled into a rich sadness, which could not be resolved.

Outside the door, someone knocked on the door, waking up the sleeping Meng Qingyun, who was so angry that he grabbed the pillow and fell over, "Get out!" Get out! ”

There was silence outside the door for a while, and a soft voice sounded, "I want to meet Boss Meng, just a few words, and leave after speaking." ”

Meng Qingyun jumped up suddenly, his head hit the bed frame, and the pain made him wake up immediately.

It's Yan Yue!

"Ah...... Please...... Please wait. Meng Qingyun covered his head and wanted to rush over to open the door, but suddenly stopped, looked down at himself, and then rushed to the dressing mirror, seeing that his face was haggard, a little stunned.

He shook around at a loss, and hurriedly said outside, "Don't invite Miss Yan to the warm pavilion for tea!" ”

Outside the door, Yan Yue's eyes lit up, she took a step back, and her subordinates led her to the warm pavilion on the left.

This room was connected to Meng Qingyun's bedroom, and the room was warm, and the setting sun passed through the wooden lattice window and fell on the blue brocade cushions.

The subordinates looked at Yan Yue differently, after all, what happened the day before was really amazing, and regardless of the identity of the Yan family, the relationship between Meng Qingyun and Yan Yue alone was enough for people to discuss it for a long time.

Yan Yue drank tea and glanced at the wall next door, her heart was like waves, as if she could see the person who was thinking about it through the wall.

After drinking several rounds of tea, a person slowly walked in outside the door.

Yan Yue was looking down to drink tea, when she saw the figure on the ground, her body stiffened, and her hands began to tremble.

To be calm, Yan Yue secretly warned herself to talk to him well.

The figure stopped at the door for a long time, Meng Qingyun stared at Yan Yue who lowered his head and pretended to drink tea, and his steps were like pouring lead, and he couldn't get out.

Yan Yue waited for a long time, but he still didn't come in, but it wasn't a problem to keep his head down.

Taking a deep breath and slowly raising his eyes, a pair of beautiful eyes were already full of tears, and all the prepared words were choked, and half of the sentences could not come out.

Meng Qingyun's face was still tight, but his eyes were bloodshot.

Both of them were shocked by each other's appearance, and after not seeing each other for a day, the other party's face lost a lot of weight.

Yan Yue put down the teacup and stood up.

"I didn't want to make a living."

One sentence made Meng Qingyun's eyes tremble, and she looked at her in a daze.

"But, our children left me alone."

"What did you say!" Meng Qingyun shouted in a low voice, stepped forward, and grabbed her arm.

Tears slowly fell from Yan Yue's eyes, "Our child ......"

Meng Qingyun looked at her in a daze, and muttered for a long time, "Child...... What now? ”

Yan Yue couldn't hold back any longer, threw herself into his arms, hugged him and cried.

"Kid...... Dead, I'm sorry, Yi Tian, I didn't protect our children......"

Meng Qingyun's body trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but raise her hand and slowly hugged her, "Yue'er...... It's better for us to see each other than to see ......"