Nan Kang looked down at Zheng Yue, catching the feelings of longing between her words.

Zheng Yue's clean and soft cheeks just caught her eyes, and from this angle, you could see her eyelashes fluttering slightly, which made Nankang's heart soften.

"Okay, I'll transfer you some money, and if it's not enough, I'll talk to me." He said yes very happily.

In the end, it was through the strength of being soft-hearted to Zheng Yue.

Thinking that she was staying here alone, she didn't have any friends, and homesickness was inevitable, Nankang agreed without much thought.

Zheng Yue was a lot happier when she saw him agree, and Nankang was also happy to see her so happy.

She secretly moved by herself before, and she learned a lesson here in Nankang, so she took the initiative to ask Nankang when she planned to go back to her hometown to raise a baby this time.

She took the initiative to reach out and hug Nankang, "Okay, then I'll cook for you tonight." ”

Nan Kang softened his expression, the wrinkles at the end of his eyes were also hidden, and he hugged Zheng Yue with a smile, only thinking that she was sensible.

Nanxuan's recent life is just the opposite of his father.

He lived a mess almost every day, and he didn't know where he was, but when he came to the company, he began to be busy, and he was overwhelmed by various affairs.

In front of me was dense text, and the two big characters of the contract were about to become unrecognizable.

Nan Xuan signed with an expressionless face, and took the next one and put it in front of him, trying to use this behavior to numb his increasingly guilty heart, but he was still thinking about Murong Qiao no matter what.

The memories of the previous life still remain in his mind, reminding him of the wrong things he has done all the time.

"You take it all." Nan Xuan called the secretary.

He sat down in his chair tiredly, his neck aching as he relaxed.

The secretary responded, and when he saw Nan Xuan like this, he didn't dare to say anything, but just completed his work silently.

He remembered that there was still time after the meeting tomorrow, and Nan Xuan planned to take a plane directly to find Murong Qiao after the meeting was over.

The busyness in the company would not make him forget what he had done to Murong Qiao, but instead made those memories more and more sober, and then turned into a kind of torture.

The next day, Nan Xuan booked a ticket to Huida, and by the way, he also asked Nan Hao about Murong Qiao's movements at school.

"In addition to the dormitory, she can always find the teaching building and the library." Nan Hao gave the answer.

But after the words were spoken, Nan Hao reacted in hindsight. "Brother, why are you asking this?"

In Nan Hao's eyes, Nan Xuan had never paid attention to these, so why did he suddenly ask about something related to Murong Qiao.

"It's fine." Nan Xuan casually answered and hung up the phone.

He didn't tell anyone about coming to Murong Qiao, even the secretary who arranged the trip.

It's rare to be willful like this, he thought.

But in fact, Nan Xuan's mind was blank until he got on the plane and saw the blue sky and dense and soft clouds floating by outside the window.

He knew that Murong Qiao definitely didn't want to see him, but Nan Xuan just couldn't suppress his desire to go to her, this thought took root in his heart, no matter how he tore it off and buried it, it would only sprout and sprout again, constantly reminding him.

He just wanted to see, even if he was standing far away, and saw Murong Qiao.

Take a plane, take a taxi, ask for directions.

Nan Xuan rushed to Huida, where Murong Qiao was, almost non-stop, overnight, and followed the address given by Nan Hao to find it.

He went downstairs to the girls' dormitory early in the morning, wanting to see if he would be lucky enough to see Murong Qiao come out.

"Toot-" The phone rings tirelessly again.

But Nan Xuan didn't even look at it, his eyes fell on the door of the dormitory from beginning to end, trying to catch a familiar figure appearing.

He couldn't go up, and he really wanted to see Murong Qiao, so he stood downstairs and waited.

When the dew evaporated in the early morning, the students who came and went changed wave after wave, the sun rose in the east and set in the west, and Murong Qiao was never seen coming out of the door.

He felt as if he had become a statue, his body stiffened as if he had lost his own control, and his eyes were sore and uncomfortable.

Nan Xuan's hair was messy, his eyes were frighteningly red, and he still had stubble on his chin, and his face was full of decay.

If people see him like this, where can he still connect with the noble son of the Nan family, I am afraid that he will only think that he is a vagabond.

"Qiaoqiao, Qiaoqiao......" Nanxuan muttered the name.

He forced himself to concentrate, staring at the door, even though he was physically exhausted.

The phone had not been ringing for a long time, and he had turned it to silent because the 99+ messages and calls were very disturbing to his attention in finding someone.

But when the night sky hung high, Nanxuan didn't see Murong Qiao.

"Tick tock—"

A special bell rings, which means that there is a problem that must be solved by him, and the situation is urgent.

Nan Xuan finally moved, he picked up his phone and connected the phone. "Hey."

The voice was hoarse, and Nan Xuan, who had not entered a drop of water for a day, had an unpleasant voice at this time, which startled the assistant who called on the other end.

"Someone from the Musheng Group we worked with came to you." Fortunately, the professionalism was online, and the assistant hurriedly explained the situation.

This group is the largest part of the cooperation between the southern family, and anything about them can be regarded as the top priority, and it is not to blame the assistant for calling him.

At the same time, Nan Xuan also understood that he had to go.

He waited here all day, and after a day of willfulness, it was time to end.

Nan Xuan was silent for a moment, "I see." ”

He turned in the direction he had come, but the first step was delayed.

Nan Xuan suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the dormitory door, his eyes full of anticipation.

But I still didn't see the person I wanted in the crowd.

"Time waits for no one." He reminded himself in a low voice.

But this reminder had the opposite effect, and the steps he lifted were as heavy as a thousand catties, and Nan Xuan couldn't help but look back when he took a step, for fear that he would miss seeing Murong Qiao because he didn't see it.

The five-minute hurried walk when I came here became extraordinarily long at this moment.

Nan Xuan walked on the way back, it was the end of the evening self-study, and a group of students were walking towards the dormitory from the direction of the teaching building, and the spacious street was crowded.

Realizing that his image was not very good at the moment, and he didn't want to attract attention, Nan Xuan leaned on the side of the road and walked outside, avoiding the most crowded end.

And the person he was waiting for came, and in the middle of the road, in the middle of the road, he walked with two roommates talking and laughing.

"Intrepid is updated tonight, let's watch ...... together"

"Okay, I'll buy some snacks later."

The delicate and agile voice floated in the wind, and Murong Qiao stood beside Yang Xin, holding his arm and smiling like a flower, and the happiness of his eyebrows and eyes was written on his face.

She went back to the dormitory, Nan Xuan left, and the distance gradually narrowed at this moment.

But the noisy sound turned into a thin curtain that could not be seen or touched, and Nan Xuan's gaze kept skimming everyone's faces, so that he didn't look ahead.

"Hmm!" He collided with a girl and knocked her to the ground.

The apology blurted out, Nan Xuan wrinkled his eyebrows and lowered his head, looking at the girl in front of him, his eyes were full of apologies.

At the same time, Murong Qiao walked past Nan Xuan, talked and laughed with his roommates, and walked away.

The distance seemed infinitely close and infinitely far away at that moment.

"It's okay to go to the supermarket, I just want to go buy something."

A familiar voice sounded in his ears, and Nan Xuan suddenly turned his head to look around, but he didn't see the figure in his mind.

Is it a hallucination?

(End of chapter)