When Fan Xiaozhu climbed ashore, she was not angry.

But she didn't have much time to breathe, and she stumbled into the woods.

Ling Nuanqing has been waiting at her home. Half an hour passed, and an hour passed, but there was no news.

Ling Shaocheng brought someone to catch her. If she really caught Fan Xiaozhu, Ling Nuanqing would not be able to escape.

Until noon, Ling Nuanqing hid in Fan Xiaozhu's room, and she heard footsteps running up.

She had no place to hide, so she quickly got under the bed.

With one hand, Fan Xiaozhu's voice also came. "Where is the person?"

Ling Nuanqing came out from under the bed again, Fan Xiaozhu took a bowl of rice in her hand, "Are you hungry?"

She changed her clothes and her hair was dry. Ling Nuanqing got up and rushed over to hug her. "Why are you so desperate? I was so scared to death at that time, just afraid..."

"What are you afraid of? I've thrown away those people. They are searching the other side. Am I awesome?"

Ling Nuanqing was very scared, so she almost took Fan Xiaozhu's life into her.

"How did you escape?"

"What's the use of them no matter how powerful they are? I'm the most familiar with them wherever there are paths and wherever they live. How do you look at my outfit? It's stolen."

Ling Nuanqing was amused by her, "It's quite fit."

"You should have dinner quickly. I have to hide at home these days, for fear that they will shoot back. When the gust of wind passes, I will take you away again."

Fan Xiaozhu stuffed the bowl into Ling Nuanqing's hand and said, "Eat quickly."

She hasn't had a good meal these days. The food in her hand is hot, with home-cooked stir-fried vegetables and braised pork.

"Are you used to eating?"

"Yes." Ling Nuanqing almost buried her face in the bowl. Fan Xiaozhu went to the bathroom to take a shower. The two of them hid at home for a few days in fear.

Ling Shaocheng's search was fruitless again. After Fan Xiaozhu made trouble, the direction he was looking for was also deviated.

West City.

Ling Chengxian did not let any news about Mao Xi reach Ren Ran's ears, and she would not take the initiative to inquire. The two formed a tacit understanding, just like this person has never appeared in their life circle.

In the evening, Ren Ran came down from the building, and Ling Chengxian was returning home.

"Here I'm back."

Ling Chengxian's shoes didn't change, so he took action against Ren Ran. "Come here."

"What are you doing?" She took a few steps forward and was pulled to her by Ling Chengxian, "Take you to a place."

"Auntie has prepared dinner, don't go out to eat."

Ling Chengxian hugged her shoulder and walked out, "I'll be back soon."

He took Ren Ran to a place not far away, and it took only five minutes to drive. Ling Chengxian opened the car door, Ren Ran looked up and couldn't help laughing, "The Fourth Young Master has bought a house again?"

Ling Chengxian took Ren Ran's hand and gently buckled her fingers. The two of them took the elevator and went all the way to the 28th floor.

This is a well-decorated house. At first glance, there is no particularity. Ren Ran followed Ling Chengxian into the house, "What are you going to do?"

Ling Chengxian brought her to the room, "I won't go in with you."

"So mysterious?" There is no one hidden in the room, right?

The man pushed the door halfway open, put his palm behind Ren Ran, and pushed her in.

She looked into her eyes and thought she had returned to Xiabang Village. This room was exactly the same as the one at her grandma's house. From the size of the items to the smallest things on the table.

Ren Ran was so amused that Ling Chengxian loved to do such things. He used to prepare a snack house for her and named it Ren Ran's grocery store. Now he has arranged the room in his hometown.

"Come in."

"I don't."

Ling Chengxian's voice was arrogant, "I don't want to go in."

Ren Ran didn't hear the deep meaning of his words. She walked to the desk and saw a photo embedded in the photo frame. She picked it up and looked at it, and the smile on the corner of her mouth froze slightly.

It was a photo of her and Huo Yuming. At that time, both of them looked young and leaned against the peach tree in the Huo family's old house and smiled brilliantly.

Ren Ran gently stroked her fingers on the photo frame. She didn't know where Ling Chengxian found the photo, but in short, it was framed and placed here.

She was a little unstable. There was a memory about Huo Yuming. Ren Ran had never deliberately sealed it up, but he left after all.

The most tragic thing in life is separation from life and death. Two people who are alive can not love each other, forget each other, or even resent, but what if one person dies?

The regrets and losses in my heart, and I can't let go, will always jump out and torture her when she is caught off guard.

Ren Ran's eyes turned red and put the photo back on the table. She walked to the side and kicked a small stool.

She looked down at her eyes, tears almost burst out. The small stool was ugly. Huo Yuming learned skills from Huo Dad and barely made. The four legs were different high, and even the board surface was rough.

Ren Ran laughed at him at that time, saying that if anyone sat on it, his butt would have to be worn out.

Huo Yuming is also a careful person. In a blink of an eye, Huo's mother sewed a mat and tied it to it.

After so many years, all the things he left behind are still there, only his people... are gone.

Ren Ran walked to the bookcase next to her, filled with textbooks from her students. She took out a book and opened it. There were still Huo Yuming's handwriting on it. Many notes were copied by him for her, mixed in the notes, and the boy's thoughts were also added.

Ranran, I like you.

Ren Ran was heartbroken together with heartache, heartache about the Huo family's experience, heartache about Huo Yuming's premature death.

She didn't even say a final farewell between her and him. If she could give her some time at that time, wouldn't she have to regret this?

Ren Ran put the book back and touched a notebook with his finger. It was not her thing.

She held it in her hand and opened it. The handwriting inside was written by Huo Yuming, and it was written all over her.

Ling Chengxian stood outside, the door was closed, but he could still hear a low cry. He should have tried his best to endure it, but he was moved by the scene and could not hold back some of the grief.

His legs were sore, and the room was gradually swallowed by the darkness. Ling Chengxian turned on the light and continued to wait quietly.

Ren Ran's eyes were still a little red when she came out. As soon as she brought the door up, Ling Chengxian hugged her tightly from behind, "Okay, if you leave this room, it's all mine. You can't think of others anymore, you can't be sad anymore."

She was hugged tightly by him, and her body staggered forward. Ling Chengxian's chin was pressing against Ren Ran's shoulder, "If you can't put it down, just stay in this room, okay?"

Ren Ran pulled Ling Chengxian's hand away, turned around and hugged the man's neck tightly.

"Ling Chengxian, why do you do this?"

"Mao Xi said so many lies, but one sentence came to the point. You and Huo Yuming were missing a goodbye. Some things you don't have to be forcibly forgotten. They belonged to you in your youth. And I, mine, will belong to you in the future."
Chapter completed!