Xu Jiangtian moved to Mid-Levels, not for anything else, just to be quiet.

The breakup between him and Liu Xuanxuan is well known, he was fine when he was hospitalized a few days ago, but now he is out of the hospital, and I don't know how many people came to introduce girls to him under the banner of visiting, he really didn't have the heart to deal with it, so he had to hide.

Aunt Wang didn't expect that when she returned to Mid-Levels, it would be such a bleak scene.

She sat on the couch and looked at the wide staircase.

Sisi is gone, Liu Xuanxuan is gone, the house seems to have been hollowed out, and it is her and Xu Jiangtian all day long, sitting with big eyes and small eyes.

Xu Jiangtian can really sit still, sometimes sitting on the bed in the bedroom and looking out, sitting all day.

"Sir." She pushed the door open.

"Aunt Wang," Xu Jiangtian turned around, he blinked his sore and reddened eyes a few times, "What's the matter?" ”

"I want to take a leave of absence today and come back later. My son has his birthday today, and I want to go home to spend time with him. ”

Xu Jiangtian nodded: "Yes, you don't have to come back today." You wait for me. He got up and went to the study, took out a card from behind the desk, and handed it to Aunt Wang, "There is a little money here, not much, last time I heard you say that he likes games, you should buy him a game console." ”

"No, no, sir, I can't take this!" Xu Jiangtian gives a very high salary, and she works as a nanny here, not only to provide for her children to go to college, but also to save money to pay a down payment for her son's house, she is already very content.

Xu Jiangtian lowered his head, but his expression was a little sad: "Take it." As a parent, after a hard year, don't you want to celebrate your child's birthday happily? ”

Aunt Wang looked at him like that, and her heart was moved and unbearable. For fear that he would refuse again, and arouse Xu Jiangtian's heart, he could only quickly take the card and thank him repeatedly.

After Aunt Wang left, Xu Jiangtian was the only one left in the huge house.

He lay on the bed and watched the sun outside the window set inch by inch from the mountainside and the moon rose inch by inch from the foot of the mountain.

Since his illness, he has noticeably become more tired and chilly than before. I don't know if Liu Xuanxuan is like this, I don't know what the weather is like in the northwest now?

He pulled out his phone and swiped the screen.

The album is densely packed with thousands of photos, some smiling brightly, some frowning slightly, with different moods, but they are all the same person.

Xu Jiangtian gently rubbed his fingers over the face of the person in the painting.

The wind outside the window blew through the treetops, and the few remaining leaves were blown off a few more, occasionally falling to the ground, and the leaves were crushed by the wind, making a "click" crunch.

My son had dinner at home and went out with friends. Aunt Wang thought that Xu Jiangtian had been in a bad state recently, and he was always depressed, so she was really not at ease, afraid that he would indulge himself again and drink secretly, so she rushed back to take a look.

When he got home, Xu Jiangtian was already asleep.

He didn't cover the quilt, he lay down on the bed, lying with his clothes down, still holding his mobile phone in his hand.

Aunt Wang stuffed him into the quilt and went to pump his mobile phone again.

Xu Jiangtian seemed to be asleep, and his hand tightened: "Don't go!" Silky, don't go! His tone was heavy and urgent, revealing a bit of compulsion, and it seemed to be trying to suppress himself, and the hot sweat on his head was dripping down.

Aunt Wang let go: "Sir, it's me." ”

Xu Jiangtian was completely immersed in the dream and was unconscious.

Aunt Wang sighed a little helplessly, forget it, having a good dream is also a comfort for him. Shake your head, turn around and leave.

As soon as he was about to step out of the bedroom, he heard Xu Jiangtian's murmur faintly from the bed: "It's me...... Unworthy. ”

This sigh seemed to be crumpled and scattered in the air, making people's breaths even cool down.

Aunt Wang glanced back at the person on the bed again.

Because in the dream, the neat forehead hair in the past was wet, and a slightly messy lock hung down, covering his heroic eyebrows and eyes, the bridge of his nose was high, and a drop of water hung on the wing of his nose, which would not fall, and his thin lips moved slightly, and he listened carefully as if he was apologizing to someone.

Aunt Wang couldn't bear to listen to it anymore, and closed the door to close the white moonlight that was full of sorrow and sorrow on him.

372. Hollowed out