The office was deserted, and I don't know why, but I felt like my world was a lot empty. Just now, he was still outside directing Ruoding and making arrangements for work, but as soon as he sat down at his desk, the world suddenly became quiet.

The Chinese New Year has entered the countdown stage, I don't know what about those friends? Are you okay? Do they think about each other as much as they do?

Just when Yang Qingtong was in a daze, the mobile phone suddenly rang. It was a blessing text message from Sasha: "Dear little master, I have been away for a long time, and I miss it very much. I don't know if you are still so attached to the bed in the days without me. The Spring Festival is approaching, and I am going to send you a good bed by mail, but I am afraid that you will sleep in bed A and bed B, so forget it. After thinking about it for a long time, I think I should give you the most precious gift, which is my deep kiss! You know, my kisses are usually not given easily, and this time you took advantage of it! I kiss you, I wish you happiness; I kiss again, I wish you beauty and not dusk; I kiss you three times, and I wish you a talented new year. What do you think? I'm talented! Hee-hee! ”

Seeing Sasha's WeChat, the corners of Yang Qingtong's mouth were unconsciously full of happiness. This Ka Zhusha is actually very happy at home, and it doesn't seem to be as miserable as imagined! Maybe it's because I'm too worried, as long as this guy has good food, good drink, and good hospitality, he will forget about any troubles for a while.

Yang Qingtong was just about to return to her, and then received Yu Xiao's blessing. It seems that the Spring Festival is really a time to connect with feelings, and those who often see or often do not see each other will choose to make a small connection at this time to maintain the visible and invisible emotional line.

"Little Lord, are you okay? The Spring Festival is approaching, send my sincere wishes, I wish you a happy and happy new year. I'm really sorry for my sister's affair and made you feel wronged, but now that she has left the city and promised not to hurt you again, so don't worry! Maybe it won't be long before I go back to the town to see you, and I hope you don't forget me! ”

This one...... Yang Qingtong hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to get back. In fact, she already knew about Yu Xinghuan's transfer after completing the mission from Hanyu, but now it sounds like there are still some hidden secrets. But none of this is something you can worry about.

Sometimes messages come in one after another, as if they had been promised. Hannyu also gave himself a New Year's greeting, but the short one was almost negligible. But there's also a lot of content.

"The incident with Black Moon was resolved, and I got the painting back when she was about to return to headquarters. Don't worry, they won't come back to you anymore, at most they will come to me. What's more, I also handed in the painting and completed the task, and they were helpless. Now, it's all over, and you and your town will be calm again. Cherish the people and things in front of you! There will be no time in the future! ”

Yang Qingtong's heart seemed to have been smashed hard by a dull hammer, and he lost his strength all over his body. But this feeling did not last as long as expected, and it was only a moment before she regained her vitality.

It seems that Hanyu really doesn't want to contact him anymore, maybe it's exactly what he said, it's all over. Even if it was the fate between them, it was just a dream that seemed to be real, and when they woke up, everything was over.

One of my favorite boys disappeared from life like this, sad, and only stayed for a while. Perhaps, he is not as important as he thought. No matter how beautiful the flower is, there will be a time when the song will end. But why is my heart still uncomfortable?

Outside the window, snow and cold wind. Inside the house, Qingtong, lonely chair.

Looking at the text messages or WeChat messages constantly flashing on her mobile phone, she still feels that something is missing, what is missing?