The next day, dawn.

When Xia Xingchen woke up, the shutters in front of the window had been pulled up, and the light shattered on the wooden floor, mottled all over the place. For the last few years, it was as if she had been dreaming, waking up and falling asleep, and then dreaming again, and until now she couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream.

"Brother Leng, I've brought you something, these are toiletries, I have bought them. If you have any orders, you can call someone to call me. ”

The voice downstairs was real, and Xia Xingchen recognized that it was Dongzi's voice. She got out of bed and went to the window, it was really Nantang.

She came to Nantang, and Leng Yan is also there?

As soon as he went upstairs, Leng Yan saw Xia Xingchen standing in front of the window in a daze, he coughed, his voice was flat and real, "Go and brush your teeth, come down after brushing your teeth." ”

Before Xia Xingchen could answer, he stumbled downstairs again. Xia Xingchen pulled open the sleeve of her left hand, if it weren't for the thin pink scar that still existed, reminding her that she was not mistaken, she almost thought that she had returned to the year she was sixteen years old, and a qiē was so real.

Xia Xingchen went downstairs after brushing his teeth and washing his face, Leng Yan had already put two bowls of noodles on the dining table, raised his eyelids slightly and said to her, "Come here." ”

Xia Xingchen was stunned, the pot of noodles on the stove was still steaming, this was cooked by Leng Yan himself?

Pulling out a chair and sitting at the dining table, she picked up her chopsticks and stirred the noodles in the bowl, the mist in the bowl rushed into her eyes, making the tip of her nose sour, she put down the chopsticks, looked up at Leng Yan and said, "Brother, the taste of your cooked noodles is not the same as before." ”

Hearing her voice, Leng Yan's freshly picked up noodles paused in mid-air, "Don't talk when eating." Hurry up and eat, and take you to a place when you're done. ”

Xia Xingchen reached out and pinched his face, and looked at her with a cold frown, "What are you doing?" ”

Xia Xingchen withdrew his hand majestically, took a mouthful of noodles, and muttered, "Is this true?" ”

The action of eating noodles coldly paused, Xia Xingchen's words made his eyes flash a strange light, of course this is true, he made it up by himself, how could it be fake.

After eating the noodles, Leng Yan pushed the bowl in front of her with a big push, and said in a loud voice, "Go, go wash the dishes." ”

From time to time, there was the sound of Xia Xingchen walking around, standing coldly in front of the balcony of the attic, smoking quietly, it was only seven days.

The phone rang, it was Mo Hanlai's call, he picked it up and said, "How is it?" ”

"Master Fei's situation is not very good. There is a shipment that will arrive in Vietnam in three days. Fei Sixuan seemed to be ready to pass. ”

"I know, tell sùS, let him go to Vietnam first and wait."

"Young master, Miss Fei asked you, when will you go to confirm the scene with her?"

"You leave her to handle it herself. Mo Han, these seven days, don't let anyone know where I've gone! It's only seven days. You go and find out if Faith knows about it, and if she does, then it's even harder. ”

"Good. I know. ”

Listening to the sound of footsteps on the stairs, he hung up the phone coldly, and put out the cigarette in his hand on the railing.

Xia Xingchen stood behind him, raised his chin and asked him, "Where did you say you were taking me?" ”

smiled coldly, "You'll know when you go." ”