In mid-October, there were several autumn rains in quick succession, and the weather turned cooler.

Mrs. Zhao didn't come to the café again, and Xue Qiandai sent her messages twice, but she didn't reply.

At noon on the 20th, Zhao Jiening and Shi Shiran came to Lan Shan for dinner together, and Xue Qiandai requisitioned Miss Zhao. "Blue Mountain, please help order a takeaway from the three-point fire group, I'll treat you, and your girlfriend will borrow it for me."

As she spoke, Xue Qiandai stuffed people into the booth.

Zhao Jiening shook her terraced hair, very resistant, "I don't want to eat takeout." Xue Qianjin, you must have the attitude of begging for people, I want to eat a big meal. ”

Xue Qiandai pressed her shoulders and didn't let her get up, "Miss Zhao, it's noon, how can you have so much time for a big meal?" For business people, time is life, efficiency is money, so, takeaway. ”

Zhao Jiening stood up and was pressed down by Xue Qiandai again. "Isn't it romantic to eat takeout with your loved ones? I'll just ask you a few questions, and you'll be free to eat takeout for nothing! ”

Zhao Jiening muttered, who is rare?

Lan Shan came over with two cups of coffee and put them on the table, "Jiening, you can help Dai Dai, she has been sighing for several days." ”

Blue Mountain is a careful person, and there is always something to be found in the clues. "For my boyfriend's sake," Zhao Jiening reluctantly agreed, "Say it." ”

"Miss Zhao, your stepmother...... What have you been up to lately? I sent her messages and didn't reply. ”

Zhao Jiening chuckled, "I can't see that you and my stepmother are in love, my father took her on a trip." I should be back in two days. ”

This is good news, Xue Qiandai was a little relieved, "That, Miss Zhao, can you take me to meet Aunt Zhao?" ”

Zhao Jiening looked embarrassed, "I heard my housekeeper say that my stepmother wants to go back to the nursing home, which is not very convenient. ”

Mrs. Zhao once said that she did not like nursing homes and did not want to see a psychiatrist.

"Isn't the sanatorium allowed to be visited?"

Zhao Jiening rolled her eyes, "The people who live there are either rich or expensive, or ...... Leader, privacy is still very good. ”

Xue Qiandai was very frustrated, and the coffee spoon kept stirring.

Zhao Jiening suddenly showed a sly look, "I'll give you an idea, you let my brother take you in, he must have a way." ”

She didn't forget to create opportunities for her brother to pull the trick!

Xue Qiandai thought for a while and sneezed, damn the weather, she had faint signs of a cold.

Everything has to be considered in the long run.

*

Xue Qiandai is still sick in the end.

Huo Meiren learned about it and took her to Yosemite's villa and took care of her personally. It's just that she's still sick.

At night, Xue Qiandai slept very early and was groggy. In the middle of the night, she had a dream in which she fell into the abyss, and her mother reached out to pull her, but the gravity was too strong to pull her.

The mother's face was blurry and invisible, only a pair of eyes with slightly drooping eyes, shining with tears. Then that face became Mrs. Zhao's.

"Mom!" Xue Qiandai sat up suddenly, panting for breath, her forehead covered with sweat.

Huo Yunchao was awakened by her, turned on the light, and saw the frightened girl like a fawn. He was used to her wanton appearance, and such a helpless appearance at this time made him feel so distressed.

"Dai, have a nightmare?"

Xue Qiandai grabbed his arm, her nails embedded in his skin, frightened, she pretended to be calm: "Beauty, I... I'm fine. Go to sleep. ”

Huo Yunchao touched her head, fortunately it wasn't hot, but her face was flushed. So he took her and lay down in his arms.

In the dark, Xue Qiandai opened her eyes to the ceiling and counted the sheep. Until she heard even breathing beside her, she stepped lightly into bed, put on a dress, and entered the study in the next room. I turned on the light, took paper and pen from the drawer, and began to draw.

The pictures she usually draws are cartoon-like, and she wants to draw her mother's appearance, according to the photos provided by Li Shen. However, as he painted, the face overlapped with Mrs. Zhao's.

She pinched her eyebrows, thinking that after all, she was a sister, and there was always something similar. When she was done, she took it in her hand and looked at it carefully.

It's two o'clock in the morning. But she couldn't bear her heart, picked up her mobile phone, and dialed Zhao Jiequn's number.

Zhao Jiequn's roar came from the other end of the phone. "f**k, what about Lao Tzu sleeping in the middle of the night? Who disturbed Lao Tzu's dream with such a lack of virtue? ”

It turned out that Zhao Gongzi's tantrum was like this.

Xue Qiandai covered her ears and held her mobile phone far away. "It's me."

She is sick, her voice is different, and she is very textured.

Zhao Jiequn realized something and asked, "Dai... Dai Dai? What's up? ”

"I want to see your stepmother."

Can you match?

There was silence for a while, "Okay, wrap it up on me." ”

Xue Qiandai hooked her lips, and the corners of her mouth finally raised a beautiful arc.

However, the smile froze at the corner of his mouth. She saw Huo Meiren leaning against the door, like a spring peony blooming lazily.

She suddenly threw the paintings on the table into a ball and threw them in the trash.

Then she stretched her hands forward and, usually, sleepwalked like a zombie bride to the bedroom.

Huo Yunchao approached her and hugged her. "Good Dai, have a good rest."

Xue Qiandai didn't dare to say anything and let him go. Because of Zhao Jiequn's promise, she was in a good mood, and then slept well.

The next day, Huo Yunchao got up early, went to the study, and picked up the only lump of paper from the clean trash can. When he saw the person on the paper, he was thoughtful.

Turning on the computer on the desk, Huo Yunchao immediately indexed Mrs. Zhao's relevant information. However, all the keywords were searched, including Zhao Sheng's original wife, and there were only a few words on the Internet.

This is almost unimaginable in the era of big data.

Mrs. Zhao's information was concealed by whom. Thinking of Zhao Sheng's birthday when she was born, Mrs. Zhao's difference to Dai Dai, Huo Yunchao realized that maybe this person was the origin of all Dai Dai's thoughts.

*

Under the guidance of Zhao Jiequn, Xue Qiandai went to Mrs. Zhao's sanatorium.

The sanatorium is located in Tangquan Mountain, north of the imperial capital, with natural geothermal hot springs, and was the location of the royal palace during the Ming and Qing dynasties.

In modern times, many small villas of different styles have been built here, including British, French, Italian and Western. In autumn, the mountains are all over the wilderness, the forests are dyed, and all kinds of frost are free.

Xue Qiandai saw Mrs. Zhao in the garden of a villa, and there was a well-trained housekeeper next to her.

She is like a noble lady in an oil painting, twisting flowers and sad autumn, and her eyes are dull and lose her grace.

"Auntie?" Xue Qiandai called.

Mrs. Zhao suddenly saw Xue Qiandai, and tears were condensed in her eyes, like a flood unloading the floodgates, "Daidai! ”

The housekeeper was very alert and stood in front of Mrs. Zhao, "Who are you?" ”

Zhao Jiequn walked out, "I brought the Snow Maiden to see Auntie, you go and get busy with you first, let them talk." ”

The housekeeper didn't dare to go against Zhao Gongzi's wishes, and turned around to leave the scene three times in one step, but she didn't go far.

Xue Qiandai and Mrs. Zhao walked and chatted in the sanatorium.

"Auntie, I've gone to see my dad, he's very good, and he will be able to reunite with me soon." Xue Qiandai can't wait to share her experience.

"Your dad? Didn't live with you? Mrs. Zhao's face was full of doubts, obviously ignorant of Xue Jingnian's case.