Since her mother passed away, her father, who had treated her extremely well and tenderly, has also disappeared.
After Jiang Miao walked out of Jiang's house, he didn't immediately take a taxi back to Lantingyuan. Instead, he pushed his suitcase and walked forward aimlessly with red eyes.
The tears in his eyes fell uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes like rain.
Night has arrived, and the neon lights on the streets are lighting up.
At this moment, Jiang Miao was like a homeless orphan, and his thin back made people feel distressed.
The cell phone in the bag kept ringing. Jiang Miao wiped her tears and stopped.
"where?"
A familiar voice penetrated Jiang Miao's ears.
Jiang Miao pursed her lips and looked around, took a deep breath and quickly calmed down her emotions before responding to him.
"at home."
Her voice was low and hoarse, which made Fu Yanci's heart tighten.
"Jiang Miao."
This time the voice was very close, and Jiang Miao was in a daze for a moment, not knowing whether it was reality or the voice coming from the mobile phone, until she turned around in confusion.
The man standing not far away was wearing a black coat. His tall and well-proportioned figure was like a clothes rack. A pair of gold wire-rimmed glasses gave him a more elegant and scum-like feeling.
Jiang Miao looked at the man striding towards him in astonishment.
"you……"
Jiang Miao blinked her eyes and was about to ask him, but before she could ask, she was pulled into a warm embrace.
A faint scent of sandalwood entered Jiang Miao's nose. Jiang Miao stiffened instantly and blinked his red eyes in confusion.
Jiang Miao was stunned and said: "Fu Yanci? What are you..."
After a moment, Fu Yanci let go of her and said gently, "Let's go home."
go home?
Jiang Miao couldn't help but feel her heart tremble when she heard these two words, and raised her crystal eyes to look at the man beside her.
When the cold hand touched a hint of warmth, Jiang Miao froze.
"When did you come back?"
Fu Yanci looked at her with a smile in his eyes, fastened her seat belt and answered truthfully: "An hour ago."
Jiang Miao responded in a low voice without saying anything, and then the car fell into silence.
Jiang Miao leaned against the car window and looked out the window quietly, her curled eyelashes blinking from time to time, and her red cheeks still stung a little.
After a while, the car stopped in front of a pharmacy.
As soon as Jiang Miao came to his senses, the man next to him had already got out of the car.
Jiang Miao looked at his back through the car window as he strode into the drugstore and frowned.
A few minutes later, Fu Yanci walked out of the pharmacy carrying a bag.
The man returned to the car with a chill, took out the ice pack he just bought and said softly: "Here, apply it to reduce the swelling."
Jiang Miao raised her eyes to look at him, tugged at the corner of her mouth and thanked him softly, then lowered her hand ready to receive the ice pack as the cell phone rang beside her.
Jiang Miao looked slightly startled when he saw the caller clearly, and glanced at Fu Yanci beside him with some evasive eyes. The man seemed to have noticed something: "I'm going to get out of the car and get some fresh air."
Jiang Miao glanced at Fu Yanci's tall back outside the car window, and then answered the phone.
"Miao Miao?" Jiang Miao's familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.
Jiang Miao subconsciously pinched the corner of his clothes and responded in a low voice: "Brother."
"What's going on recently? I didn't even know I called your brother. But before..."
Before Jiang Che could finish his words, Jiang Miao took the lead and interrupted him: "I've been a little busy with performances recently."
"Okay, by the way, I heard from mom that you... are married?"
Jiang Miao took a breath, looked up at the back outside the car window, and asked, "What else did she say to you?"
Jiang Che on the other end of the phone was silent for half a second: "I didn't say anything else. I just said you were married. But I haven't heard you say you have someone you like before?"
For a moment, Jiang Miao felt as if his throat was uncomfortably tight as if something was blocked.
Before Jiang Miao could speak, a woman's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Jiang Che! Why can't I find my clothes?"
"I'll help you find it later. I'm on the phone with my sister!"
"Yu Yan? Or the sister who is not related to you by blood?"
Hearing this, Jiang Miao was startled, and the hand holding the phone tightened slightly.
"Miaomiao, wait..."
"Brother, please do your business first. I have something else to do." After saying that, he hung up the phone.
