In her smile, Yan Zhuang lowered his head. Even Ning Jinping, the leader who usually held his head high and his chest high, also lowered his head in front of her...

Guilty, right?

She laughed, but actually, there was no need to...

Who doesn’t have selfish motives? How could the precious grandson of the Ning family be willing to live outside the home? She can understand it completely! Even she herself has selfish motives. Selfishness monopolizes Ning Zhenqian’s full love...

Actually, it's pretty good now...

The family is reunited and everyone is happy, but she is the only one who is sad. This is the so-called minimum harm...

Wouldn't it be nice to use her own sadness to bring happiness and fulfillment to everyone?

So, in one sentence, it is time for her as an outsider to leave, and not to disturb other people’s family’s sweet dinner...

Ning Zhenqian's face was ashen, and even his lips were trembling. Perhaps, he had never been so scared in his life. Even in the face of a hail of bullets, he had never trembled like this...

"Nanny..." He wanted to hand the child to Ning Jinping behind him to hold, but the child hugged his neck tightly and refused to let go. His eyes were full of fear and cold, and his body was shivering.

Seeing this scene, Tao Zi felt that she had sinned more and more. If she continued like this, wouldn't she force her father and son to separate? She couldn't bear this responsibility!

So, he smiled calmly and said, "I still have friends over there, let's go first."

There was a coldness in her eyes that the Ning family had never seen before.

The peach in their eyes is always cheerful and light, and their eyes are always shining with joy, as if every day in life can bring her new surprises...

"Taotao!" "Nanny!"

Yan Zhuang and Ning Zhenqian stopped her at the same time.

She probably knows what they want to do. Explanation? Retention? I'm really sorry. She is exhausted now and has no energy to deal with the Ning family's family affairs that have nothing to do with her...

Still looking back and smiling, he said to them like he usually went to work, "Mom, please take your time and chat. I have something else to do and I really have to go."

Without looking back, she strode away. The moment she turned around, sadness surged into her heart. The world was endless and the years were finite. Now, she had to pretend to be strong in front of her brother Tangtang...

In the restaurant on the first floor, Miaomiao was still competing with Mr. Mu. She did not disturb them. Her current mood was not suitable for accompanying them. She just said something to the waiter and left alone.

She knew that the eyes of the Ning family were still on her, and she seemed to have turned into her childhood daughter again, arming herself with a hard shell in front of outsiders. She could never cry in front of them, and she could never let others see her.

joke……

However, they turned out to be outsiders too...

Her dearest Brother Tangtang, Yan Zhuang whom she once regarded as her biological mother, the Ning family whom she once loved as home...

If you never get it, there will be no pain of loss, but if you let her have warmth and affection taken away from her life after getting it, then it is called suffering, it is called pain, it is called losing like cutting...

He finally caught up with her, and after she walked out of the restaurant, he called her loudly, "Nanny——" on the street where the lights were on.

In terms of speed, she has never been able to match him, as if he was born to conquer her...

She stood in the brilliant light of the street lights and smiled mockingly.

"Let me see your hand!" He grabbed her hand and there was a circle of teeth marks on the back of it...

Love flowed from his dark eyes, "Does it hurt?"

She looked at him indifferently, her eyes no longer as lustrous as stars. She had asked him this question just now, and she thought that he should feel the same way... Compared with the pain in her heart, this shallow scar was nothing.

What?

He was confused, caressing the back of her hand, covering her eyes with his other hand, and said hoarsely, "Don't look at me like this, I'm... afraid..."

He will also be afraid sometimes...

What is she afraid of?

In the darkness, she curved the corners of her lips, just because his breath was on his fingertips...

She is not afraid of loneliness or separation. What she is afraid of is that he cannot bear his tenderness...

"I'm leaving..." She said softly, like a breeze blowing around him, bringing him sweetness for a moment, but she was about to leave in an instant.

His hand covering her eyes shook and dropped, his eyes filled with gray fear, "Where are you going?"

She still looked at him with indifferent eyes, as if silently asking: Where can I go?

Yeah...where can she go?

This sentence really knocked her down...

It seems that the world is so big, and suddenly there is no place for her to go...

Her momentary confusion was noticed by him, and he touched her hair lovingly, "Where can you go? You only have me, where else can you go? Be good, go home, I will go home with you!"

I had heard similar words before, in that small shop in Yunnan. At that time, she was so moved that she fell into his arms, because of his words, you only have me...

That's because at that time, he only had her...

But, what now? She subconsciously looked up at the glass on the second floor of the restaurant. In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling glass window, a small shadow stared closely at her and him, with a pair of cold and deep eyes, like a ghost...

She shuddered again.

I accidentally remembered something, gently pulled out my hand, and smiled softly, "I just want to ask you, is that child yours? Please... don't lie to me again..."

The child named Mo Wang, the child called his father, doesn't seem to be eight years old?

There was a lot of confusion and hesitation on his dark face. Finally, he nodded slowly, and then, fearing that she would leave again, he held her hand tightly like he did in the restaurant before.

The last glimmer of hope in my heart is gone...

She felt so weak that she didn't even have the strength to talk to him...

He just said to the cold eyes in front of the window on the second floor, "Your child is waiting for you. He owes you eight years of fatherly love. You should be a good father."

"Nanny... there are... too many changes in this. Can we go back and talk about it? Or find a place where we can sit down and talk?" There was too much helplessness and pleading in his eyes.

It is true that he is in pain, but the change he wants to talk about is nothing more than his and Qianqi's affairs. Does it have anything to do with her? She smiled, "Ning Zhenqian, are you overestimating me or not?"

Yourself? What happened to you and Qianqi, or what happened to your Ning family has nothing to do with me. How many joys and sorrows are your own business? Don’t involve me. And between you and me, it’s just the two of us.

Don't involve others in this matter. Now, the simple thing is, I don't want to have anything to do with your Ning family anymore, it's that simple, so let me go and reunite your family of five."

She called him Ning Zhenqian, just like a stranger calling his name...

He felt a pain in his heart again and was extremely disgusted with this title.

"Nanny! You are angry!" How could he not see her pretending to be indifferent and strong? He knew how much she loved him. If such a change happened suddenly, her heart would have been broken...

Tao Zi found it funny. Should she praise him? He was finally no longer so obvious. He could actually tell that she was angry?

No...she is no longer angry...she no longer has the energy to be angry...

"You are my family!" Seeing that she didn't speak, he shouted loudly, telling her as well as himself.

Tao Zi smiled weakly at him...

Does it mean that even he himself feels that such rhetoric is feeble?

"I told you not to look at me like this! Don't smile at me like this!" He got angry and grabbed her arm, "Let's go! Let's go home! I'll accompany you home!"

"That's not my home..." She sighed faintly, "Ning Zhenqian, why don't you understand? Okay, I admit, it pains me to see your Qianqi and your child, and now I

Just seeing you will remind me of them, which makes me even more painful, so if you are really good for me, don't let me see you again... okay?"

He was shocked, turned around, his eyes were blood red, "What do you mean?"

"Ning Zhenqian, we..."

"The tenth rule for a military wife is no divorce! Remember this!" He seemed to have guessed, or maybe he was afraid of what she was going to say, so he blocked her with the ten no-nos. 13acv.

Not sure, but finally complete...

But at a time like this...

She stared down at his hand, feeling bleak in her heart, and her tone was even more indifferent, "Ning Zhenqian, you are too selfish. Please think about it from my perspective and let me go... Your past is really

It has nothing to do with me..."

He was stunned.

She lowered her head and smiled bitterly, and struggled to free her arm. This time, he did not insist and broke away easily...

As soon as my hands loosened, my heart felt even heavier...

She turned around, silently, and gradually walked away. Behind her, his hoarse and trembling voice sounded, "Where will you go?"

Where will it go? There were echoes in her heart...

I took a taxi and drove around the city aimlessly. When I saw a busy intersection, I asked the driver to stop.

However, the more lively it was, the lonelier she felt in her heart. There were so many people coming and going, but no one she knew...

This was the first time she had so carefully appreciated the night view of Beijing, which was brilliant and prosperous. However, it was also the first time she discovered that the city she had lived in for nearly ten years was as stiff and cold as when she first got married.

He is elusive and hard to get close to...

Or, she has never really integrated into this city, just like she has never really entered the Ning family...

Warmth and prosperity are all appearances.

In fact, if you think about it more deeply, the world is all the same to her.
To be continued...