Chapter 66
Su Qianyan has been watching over Huang Tong these days.
Already, more than ten days.
In fact, Huang Tong could eat, sleep, and was surprisingly calm. If it weren't for the rapid withering of energy and energy, you wouldn't even be able to imagine that this calm and indifferent woman's child was lost.
At this time, Huang Tong was peeling a grapefruit. Huang Tong's mother was sitting opposite her, with a sad and remorseful look on her face. I lamented a few times, but couldn't say a word. Huang Tong said: "I believe Zijin will find him."
"What if I can't find it?" Huang Tong's mother looked at her sadly.
"That means death." Huang Tong's mother and Su Qianyan trembled together when they said the word death. Huang Tong's mother was very worried and helpless. Silently wiped away tears.
The hands that peeled the grapefruit began to tremble. Until I saw my mother wiping away tears, her fingertips sinking into the pulp, and the juice splashed.
Huang Tong threw the grapefruit aside. The grapefruit was peeled to pieces.
She knew one thing, Zi Jin summoned a force. She could feel the terrifying power of this force. If there is no way to know Rob's whereabouts, then it is most likely bad news.
A dead person is always harder to find than a living person, let alone a little baby.
Her heart was like a grapefruit, which had been peeled open alive, in pieces, and patched together unevenly.
If Rob had an accident, his heart would also fall into eternal hell.
As a mother, she has failed in her responsibilities, but as a woman and a wife, there is no reason for her to fail in her responsibilities again. So he handed his mother a square handkerchief and said, "I will go to the hospital with Liang Xiaoran in two days..."
When Huang Tong's mother heard this, she said hopefully, "Okay, let's relax."
Huang Tong was noncommittal.
After Huang Tong's mother left, Su Qianyan served her a bowl of soup. She took it and was about to drink it, but then put it down: "Qianqian, you have been busy these days. I am going to the hospital the day after tomorrow, do you want to go with me? "
"I won't go. I still have a sister at home who is about to take the college entrance examination and I'm waiting for her to supervise her." I don't know if Tang Yu, who has been let go, will actually go to film. If it is true, it is also my own fault. Su Qianyan thought.
"It's great to have a sister." Huang Tong drank the soup and cleaned up the juice from the grapefruit. He looked out the window and forced his eyes open: "They say sisters are connected by heart. I think we can share some of the suffering."
Su Qianyan saw Huang Tong's eyes flickering and then disappearing. When I looked again, it was already Qingming.
Liang Xiaoran's master is King Chanhua, who has profound cultivation and is called a guru by the Living Buddha. This time he actually called her and asked her to go back. What I didn't expect was that Huang Tong would also follow.
The two of them packed their luggage. Seeing that Zijin had been watching silently, Huang Tong asked, "What do you want to say?"
Zijin didn't even raise his eyelids, still looking at the pile of luggage.
Liang Xiaoran saw that Huang Tong's luggage seemed to be too much, and he suddenly understood and found an excuse to go out.
Huang Tong said: "I will go back to Beijing as soon as I come back from **. What about you, when will you go back?"
Only then did Zijin look at her, with a hint of caution in his eyes: "Have you given up?"
Seeing that "cautious" look, Huang Tong's heart felt numb, and then the sadness gathered into his throat, and he choked when he said, "Yeah."
Zijin's eyes were full of surprise.
Huang Tong packed up the last item and patted it to hide his emotions. Just after two pats, he was hugged by a soft body from behind, and his back vest was cold.
The two of them did not speak, and time flowed around the window, the color changed from bright to golden, and finally, dusk fell.
Liang Xiaoran was sitting outside the door, stretching her long legs casually. There was a cigarette in his mouth and cigarette butts on the ground. He took a deep breath, choked and coughed violently several times. Tears were forced out of his mouth. In an instant, he couldn't control it, and the tears were raging.
When the red leaves came, they saw Liang Xiaoran bending her knees and crying bitterly, with her face buried between her knees.
She hid in the corner, and the pain in her heart finally burst through. The two rows of tears accumulated more and more, and the tears finally covered her haggard makeup.
This night, it was surprisingly quiet.
Most of the group followed Huang Tong, some returned to Beijing midway, and some continued to stay in the United States.
Su Qianyan took a newspaper and waited in the waiting room. She connected with international roaming and was invited by the dean of the Beijing Dance Academy to take up the post. She thought about it and agreed. Putting away the phone, I caught a glimpse of a rather modern-dressed lady opposite who looked familiar. If I looked closer, I almost caught a glimpse of her eyes.
Liang Xinyi.
She didn't wonder why she wore white fur in a weather of more than 20 degrees. Anyway, whatever she did would be shocking. She put away the newspaper and prepared to board the plane.
"Why are you so cold?" someone asked knowingly.
Su Qianyan was not even interested in talking to her. Except for hatred, all other emotions seemed to be superfluous. Of course, he was also afraid of her giving orders to whom she should seduce. She was exhausted both physically and mentally now, but she didn't have the energy to deal with it.
Liang Xinyi coughed twice and wrapped her fur tightly: "Do you particularly hate me?"
"Yes." Su Qianyan stopped and said decisively, her eyes changing from fascination to sharpness.
"Very good, very good...cough cough cough..." Liang Xinyi coughed violently, took a breath and said vaguely: "This is just the beginning. When I say that person's name, you will hate me even more. "
Su Qianyan's heart sank and she couldn't help but ask, "Who is it?"
Liang Xinyi smiled evilly and pointed to the boarding gate: "Let's go back first." After saying that, she turned around and left. Before taking a few steps, Mi Yi was held in his arms by the bumpy road. He was afraid that she would fall: "Boss, you have a fever of 40 degrees and you dare to come out and run around. Can you see clearly? Hey? ! There is a step in front... They say you should not squat in the supermarket. The air-conditioning in the supermarket is very good..."
Su Qianyan stared blankly at the backs of the two of them, feeling that something was wrong and something was right. What's wrong is that she is increasingly confused about what Mr. Liang is thinking. That's right, she never seemed to know what she was thinking.
After all, they are two parallel people. Therefore, there is no chance to reach this point, and there is no intention to connect to this point.
