Midnight.

It's still a tossing and turning night.

Lu Huaijing finally got up and walked to the balcony.

He hadn't changed the furnishings in this room since Nanyan jumped into the sea.

In the deep sea of memory, there are some bone-eroding and painful memories that emerge in my mind.

He was discharged from the hospital a month after losing Nanyan.

The child born to Song Yihuan has been in the incubator because he was born a month prematurely.

Even though Song Yihuan had said it many times, Lu Huaijing still hadn't taken a look.

It's just that the walking dead have returned to their once shared home.

According to Zhou's mother, she has not cleaned this room since Nanyan left.

"Because my wife said before she left that she didn't need to clean it."

Zhou's mother recalled with red eyes.

Even she didn't think that this parting would be forever.

Lu Huaijing opened the dusty door.

The bedroom room was very dry, with only fine floating dust, which made Lu Huaijing realize that he hadn't been back for half a year.

After his grandfather had a car accident, he adjusted the surveillance and found that at that time, Nanyan was still sitting in the car.

But after the incident, he never saw her again.

He went crazy and searched everywhere, but the woman seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no trace at all.

According to experts at the scene of the accident, she was taken away or she left on her own.

Lu Huaijing glanced around the room very numbly, pushed open the door of the dressing room, and there were still her high-end coutures inside.

- Except for the clothes Nanyan bought herself, she didn't take anything from him.

Sure enough, she didn't want to have anything to do with him at all.

Lu Huaijing hooked the corners of his mouth mockingly, but suddenly, his eyes were attracted by something in the trash can.

He bent down and took out the contents.

It was a report of a hospital examination, and a thin layer of dust had fallen on the A4 paper.

The slender fingers were trembling, and the moment his eyes touched the contents above, Lu Huaijing's eyes almost darkened.

Because, he clearly saw the content of the report above.

[Patient: Gu Nanyan.]

Test result: Intrauterine first trimester]

Nanyan ...... Pregnant?!

The news was like a thunderclap, making the man almost unable to stand.

He slowly fell to his knees.

His wife, pregnant.

In Lu Huaijing's heart, she has never left, but until this moment, this tall and proud man has realized for the first time what it means to have a broken family.

His broad back collapsed, and all the strength in his whole body seemed to be drained.

His big hand clutched the test sheet tightly, trembling so hard that he could barely control it.

Lu Huaijing desperately wanted to recall the scene of that day.

He didn't seem to remember what Nanyan's body shape was like at all, so, their child ......

The painful memories are like tens of millions of insects and ants, constantly gnawing at the heart that has been riddled with holes.

Lu Huaijing covered his chest and gasped for breath.

He pushed open the balcony window, walked to the edge of the terrace, and lit a cigarette with trembling fingers.

The little fire that was clearly extinguished seemed to burn a hole in the night.

Nicotine entered the lungs, and it wasn't until most of the pack of cigarettes was smoked that Lu Huaijing's mood was slightly relieved.

He had a cigarette between his fingers, and his gaze drifted into the distance, but at this moment, his ink eyes suddenly narrowed.

Because on the balcony of the villa opposite, there is also a lonely figure.

Her figure is very much like a person, and in a trance, Lu Huaijing has the illusion of a heart beating wildly.

It wasn't until he saw the cigarette in the woman's hand that he was relieved of the pain in his heart.

Alina……？

Lu Huaijing stared at the shadow.

But the woman didn't seem to notice at all, she was wearing a white oversize shirt with a fit that looked more like a man's.

Xu Shi finally felt the man's gaze, Nanyan gently dusted off the cigarette ash, and his slender fingers crushed the cigarette butt skillfully, and the moment he turned around, his slender legs loomed under his shirt.

Originally lived in this neighborhood too?

Lu Huaijing's hand shook slightly, and in the next second, a tall figure appeared behind the woman.

Against the light, he didn't see the man's appearance clearly, but the powerful arms wrapped around the woman's waist.

The posture is ambiguous.

The curtains fell, and the door to the opposite balcony closed.

It wasn't until there was a scorching pain between his fingers that Lu Huaijing dialed Ji Li's phone with a gloomy face.

Meanwhile.

in the room.

Nanyan took two steps back a little uncomfortable.

Lin Jinchi gently let go of his hand.

"I'm sorry." Nanyan's voice trembled slightly.

Although she hated that man to the core, she still resisted all men's touch.

The Qingjun man slowly withdrew his hand, smiling in a trance: "It's okay, didn't we say that we only acted in front of Lu Huaijing?" ”

"Thank you, Jin Chi ......"

Nanyan turned his head sideways, and his mood finally calmed down a little.

What's the point of just humiliating Song Yihuan? She has to let Lu Huaijing go through everything she has experienced before she can take revenge!

A layer of coldness flashed under Nanyan's eyes, and in the end, she still took a deep breath and said, "I...... I'm a little tired and I want to go and rest. ”

Lin Jinchi nodded, watching the figure leave.

Although the process will be long, however, he is willing to wait.

……

Following.

A nanny car appeared at the door of Lu Zhai.

The car door opened, Song Fei pushed Song Yihuan out of the car, and when she arrived at the door, Song Fei stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Nanyan watched all this from a distance, and a layer of coldness flashed in his eyes.

From this angle, she could see the situation outside the entire Lu Mansion clearly.

Mother Zhou opened the door and frowned the moment she saw Song Yihuan.

"Miss Song, is there anything wrong with you?"

Although he was saying honorifics, Song Yihuan was backstabbed by the words "Miss Song".

She clenched her fists hatefully, but she still had a peaceful smile on her face: "Mother Zhou, I heard that there was an accident yesterday, and I want to meet my child." ”

When Zhou's mother heard this, a layer of vigilance suddenly flashed in her eyes.

"The little young master treated in time, it's fine, Miss Song, you better go, so as not to make Mr. unhappy to see you."

After Zhou's mother finished speaking, she was about to close the door.

Seeing this, Song Fei on the side immediately rushed forward.

"What do you mean, you are just a servant, what right do you have to help the master's family?"

Song Fei's sharp questioning instantly attracted the attention of the people inside.

"What's the matter?"

The tall and proud figure appeared in front of the door, and the indifferent eyebrows and eyes and look suddenly made Song Yihuan's heart chuckle.

Ignoring her image, she hurriedly took the lead in speaking: "Ah Jing, it's me, I'm ...... Can you go and meet for a long time, I heard that he had an asthma attack last night, I prepared food for her, please, let me meet him, okay? ”