Xu Xingshu lowered his head: "I waited for a week for her to come back, so I called her and turned off her phone. After calling her for several days, I panicked. I went to look through her things and found her private
All the documents and other documents are gone. I called the police, but so far...no news."
"She didn't go to the psychiatrist anymore, and she didn't contact her former classmates. She has no family, and I can't find her." Her tone was full of loneliness.
Hua Lai thought of the banknotes in Zhong Qianqian's wallet. She was determined to leave this person, and she didn't let herself leave any traces.
"I didn't look for her at first. I was not yet twenty-five years old at that time, and I was young and energetic. I also blamed her for being selfish, so I left the family and ran away. Later, when the child got older, I overheard
The nanny told the child that Qianqian complained that I didn't care about the family and only cared about making money, so my mother ran away... The child is so young that she doesn't even understand what 'mother' is... It's very pitiful, and that's why I wanted to find her.
When I come back, I have been traveling all over the world for these years, but there is no information about her."
"I came to her before because I wanted to give my child a complete home. Later... I realized that I missed her very much... Now that my child is in middle school, he has no idea about his mother except for photos, so these
Years ago, they relied on you and regarded you as their sister and mother. Even though they didn't say it, I knew they missed her too."
Xu Xingshu sniffed, wiped away his tears, and said with a smile: "I don't know if I will have such a fate in this life. Only now do I know that career is nothing. Without the person who has dinner with me, I can't care about life."
There are no expectations.”
Hua Lai almost said what Zhong Qianqian said in S City: "You will always meet."
Xu Xingshu smiled self-deprecatingly: "I hope, after so many years, I have grown old, and even if we meet again, I will no longer be attractive to her. She...may not want me anymore."
Hua Lai: "Nonsense, I'm only over thirty, the best time in my life."
Xu Xingshu: "I can't get involved in the matter between you and Jiang Heyu. All I can say is, try not to do anything that will make you regretful. It's getting late, go to bed quickly. Actresses can't have bags under their eyes."
Hua Lai lay on her bed, but couldn't fall asleep for a long time.
She had only sympathized with Xu Xingshu before, who had been raising children alone for so many years. But after knowing their story tonight, she sidled with Zhong Qianqian.
She thought that if she were in the same situation as Zhong Qianqian, she would probably want to escape.
She had been in contact with Zhong Qianqian twice, and she felt that she had a calm and cool temperament, and she often smiled. Her depression... must have been cured.
When she went to the company the next day, Jiang Heyu saw that her face was not very good: "What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well?"
Hua Lai couldn't help but said: "You men really don't have any good things!"
Jiang He and: "..."
He was extremely aggrieved: "I didn't offend you today..."
Hua Lai felt heavy: "What did you plan to do last night?"
Jiang Heyu: "Are you bothered by this? That day she saw the painting of Xu Xingshu's family of three. I can see that she still misses that family very much."
Hua Lai asked eagerly: "When will we arrange for them to meet?"
Jiang He asked: "Is this urgent?"
If Xu Xingshu entangles Zhong Qianqian, and Zhong Qianqian leaves to avoid him, won't her work on this project be in vain?
Seeing that Hua Lai was really worried, he said, "I'll test her attitude first, just for a few days."
Hua Lai was really worried: "Hurry up, we are going to record the show again soon."
Jiang Heyu: "Don't worry, I have a plan."
The next day Jiang Heyu brought some of Pingping's paintings to the company. It happened that Zhong Qianqian came to the company for a meeting in the afternoon, and Jiang Heyu stopped her after the meeting.
"Teacher He, do you want to take a look at my friend's paintings that I told you about the other day?"
Zhong Qianqian's heart moved and she said cheerfully: "Okay!"
She followed Jiang Heyu to the office, and Jiang Heyu took out four or five paintings: "I told her that there was an aunt who liked her paintings and she was a writer. The girl was very happy and gave me several sketches and oil paintings.
We have them all, and I told you to pick one! You’re welcome.”
The scrolls were unfolded one by one, including landscapes, scenery, and portraits.
This time Jiang He and Hun were given portraits of twins, without Xu Xingshu.
As expected, Zhong Qianqian's eyes immediately focused on it.
Although she saw Xu Xingshu talking to Jiang Heyu that day and knew that they knew each other, she was wondering whether Jiang Heyu knew about her.
But when she saw the child's portrait, she still couldn't move her eyes away and ignored the flaw in the fire.
The child was born to her in ten months of pregnancy, breastfed by her, and accompanied by her day and night. How could she not miss it at all.
She started to be depressed during pregnancy and went to see a doctor after giving birth. Because she had to breastfeed, she only received psychological intervention and did not dare to take medicine.
She was really afraid when her depression was so severe that she had the tendency to harm herself. She was afraid that one day she could not bear it any longer and would bring harm to her children.
She always couldn't wait for Xu Xingshu to come home, and when they finally met, they looked at each other coldly. She couldn't find anyone to talk to, and finally had to run away.
Later, she took medicine and continued to see doctors in another place. It took almost two years for her to slowly come out of the haze in her heart.
When she missed her children these years, all she saw were photos of them when they were babies, but she had never seen any of them when they were two, three, eight or ten years old.
That's why her eyes are so greedy now, so greedy that she forgets everything.
"Can you give me this one?" She held the oil painting carefully with both hands.
Jiang He's lips curled up: "Of course."
Zhong Qianqian carefully put away the painting: "This friend of yours..."
Jiang Heyu said: "She and I are more than just friends, we like each other very much."
Zhong Qianqian: "If I have the chance, I would like to meet her and express my gratitude in person."
Jiang Heyu smiled bitterly: "It depends on whether her mother agrees. I think you really like children."
Zhong Qianqian: "I can't tell you. Sometimes I think they are noisy and annoying."
Jiang Heyu said with a smile: "You will definitely like my friend, she is very well-behaved!"
Zhong Qianqian is in a good mood now and made a rare joke: "I'm not sure whether I like her or not, but I can see that Mr. Jiang likes her very much."
Jiang Heyu: "That's natural. I hope to tell you my story with her when I have the chance."
After Zhong Qianqian returned home, she carefully framed the painting and hung it on the wall of her house.
When the company here invited her to participate in production in S City, she instinctively resisted. She has visited many cities over the years, but has never returned to S City.
She is afraid of seeing the child.
She knew that children in their teens could already tell the difference between right and wrong, and they must blame her for abandoning their infant children.
But she also longs for the fact that perhaps God wants her to come back.
Now that the child is so close, she really wants to see it and touch it for real.
Who knew it was such a coincidence that she actually saw him the next day. This chapter has been completed!