Zhang Tianyue lightly knocked on the door twice, without using the secret code between her and Meng Yuting. Yuting's personality needed to change, so let's start with the simplest knock on the door and normalize it.

"Yuting, it's me, can you let me in?"

There was a rustling sound in the house, and after a while, the door opened a crack.

Zhang Tianyue held the doorknob and smiled. This was the easiest time for her to enter Yuting's house after returning to China.

Zhang Tianyue entered the room and closed the door, and the door to Meng Zhicheng's room across the street opened immediately. Meng Zhicheng stood at the door with a look of regret on his face, followed by Meng Jiarui who was holding on to him.

"I want to go take a look." Meng Zhicheng begged his brother pitifully.

Meng Jiarui put his arms around his eldest brother's neck: "Don't force me to call mom. Ms. Tian can raise a kitchen knife if she gets mad."

"How about we go to the door together and eavesdrop, just like you and Tianyue eavesdropping on your parents..."

Before Meng Zhicheng could finish speaking, Meng Jiarui pushed his elder brother away: "You really pretended to be asleep?!"

Thank you for not agreeing to the bet with Zhang Tianyue. The bet was made by Meng Jiarui himself!

"Meng Zhicheng, do you know that I was almost harmed by you... Why are you pretending to be asleep?"

Meng Jiarui suddenly felt betrayed by his elder brother, as if he was pretending to sleep because he had discussed it with Zhang Tianyue, and the two of them worked together to dig a hole for him to jump into.

"Listen to me Meng Zhicheng, don't mention Zhang Tianyue in front of me in the future, otherwise I will fall out with you!"

Meng Jiarui dropped the cruel words and fell back on the bed. Meng Zhicheng blinked, quietly raised his hands, shook his fingers on his brother's pillow, and silently recited a spell in his heart like a magician casting spells on a crystal ball.

"If you like Zhang Tianyue, let Tianzi accept Tianyue, accept it, like it..."

Meng Yuting hid under the quilt, lifting a corner from time to time to get some air. Zhang Tianyue hilariously took out her phone and looked through it.

"The temperature has suddenly risen today. It is 10 degrees higher than yesterday. Don't you consider coming out for some fresh air?"

After a moment, the quilt stood up, and Meng Yuting wrapped herself in the quilt and sat up, with only her two big eyes exposed.

"Are you happy?" Based on Zhang Tianyue's understanding of her, if she is willing to reveal any corner of her face, it is a sign that she is letting go of her guard, not to mention that her eyes are the window to the soul.

"I always thought that the person you missed was Meng Tianzi, but I didn't expect that this is where you are thinking. I'm sorry, if I had figured it out earlier, I wouldn't have gone in such a big circle."

Zhang Tianyue picked up the mobile phone on the table and handed it to Yu Ting, waiting for her answer.

Yuting took the phone but did not send a message. She just shook her head and buried her face between her knees.

"What are you worried about? I think everyone here treats you well, especially your aunt." Zhang Tianyue sat next to her.

Meng Yuting raised her head, with tears already filling her eyes.

"Even if you don't believe in yourself, you should believe in me. You know, I am different from you. You are used to retreating, but I only look forward."

Zhang Tianyue stroked Yuting's back with one hand, as if comforting a child: "Tell me what you think, and I'll help you."

Meng Yuting hesitated for a moment, then finally picked up her phone and typed two words: I'm afraid.

Zhang Tianyue pursed her lips, gently pulled down a section of the quilt, and exposed her head: "How are you? Do you feel that your breathing is a little easier?"

Xu Ting lowered her head and remained motionless, but she did not object.

"I've brought all your luggage. Stay here for two days. If you really can't adapt, you can live with me from now on..."

Xu Ting shook her head repeatedly.

"Okay, okay, don't live with me. If you don't like it here, I will send you back to the hotel."

Xu Ting lowered her head again. Zhang Tianyue stretched out his hand to gently trim her hair, revealing her pale and beautiful face.

Xu Ting immediately retreated in fear, and Zhang Tianyue grabbed her shoulders: "Don't retreat anymore, Xu Ting, you are already here. If you retreat again, you will have nowhere to go. Do you really want to force yourself to death? Is there such a thing?

Courage is worse than surviving!”

Meng Yuting finally raised her head, her big eyes looked at Zhang Tianyue for a moment, and tears flowed down her face.

Zhang Tianyue smiled: "Stop being cute and don't trick me into wiping your tears."

Meng Yuting lowered her head and nodded after a long while.

Zhang Tianyue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his smile became genuine: "That's right."

Tian Yawen pushed open the door of his eldest son's room and smiled happily: "Quickly, make room for your sister. Yuting agreed to stay."

Meng Jiarui immediately sat up from the bed: "Where is she?"

Tian Yawen: "I said I was sleepy, so I went to sleep in my room first. The child hasn't had a peaceful sleep for who knows how long. Don't wait, the room must be tidied for her before she wakes up."

"Where is Tianyue?" Meng Zhicheng approached his mother.

"I'm waiting in Jiarui's room. She will help me organize Yuting's room later."

In fact, Tian Yawen couldn't explain his feelings clearly.

After talking to Zhang Tianyue, she was very sad, so sad that she had to take quick-acting heart-saving pills to keep from falling;

But when she thought about being able to see Yuting every day in the future, she felt that she could do it all over again;

But everything was different from before. The so-called do-over was not feasible. In short, she was both happy and sad.

The mother and son walked out of Meng Zhicheng's room and saw Meng Qiang carrying a square object upstairs, which looked like a painting from the outside. Meng Jiarui recognized that it was brought by Yuting.

"I was so busy yesterday that I almost forgot this. It belongs to Yuting, but Tianzi's name is written on it." Meng Qiang looked at his wife: "Should I put it in Yuting's room or their brother's room?"

Meng Jiarui took the thing from his father's hand. He had wanted to see this painting for a long time, but he did not dare to open it without Yuting's approval.

Zhang Tianyue came out of the room opposite. Meng Jiarui ignored his grievances with her and asked: "Can this be opened?"

"Okay. This is what Yuting prepared for you."

Meng Jiarui eagerly opened the outer paper packaging, and the Meng family members stepped forward together.

It was a portrait of Meng Jiarui, composed of countless portraits of Meng Jiarui.

Meng Jiarui looked at each small painting carefully. They were various promotional posters, posters, stills, etc. that he had published. She should have found them on the Internet.

Meng Zhicheng was a little envious: "Is it just you? Why doesn't she draw me?"

Tian Yawen's eyes were moist: "When I was pregnant with my son, Yu Ting said that when my little brother is born, I will draw a lot of paintings for him."

Zhang Tianyue was startled and looked at Meng Jiarui. Meng Jiarui seemed to feel her gaze and raised his head to meet her eyes.

"I know why she hugged this painting twice when she committed suicide." Zhang Tianyue suddenly choked up: "She hasn't given the painting to you yet. This may be the only unfulfilled wish she had before she died."

Tian Yawen burst into tears. This was the first time she heard about Yuting's suicide. How could a mother accept such a fact? She sat down on the ground and beat her chest and feet.

Meng Qiang wiped away his tears, squatted down and covered his wife's mouth: "Don't wake the child..."

Tian Yawen pushed her husband down: "It's all your fault! It was you who sold your daughter to Xiao Chuan! I don't want Yunding Villa, you give me your daughter back!"

"I..." Meng Qiang sat on the ground, with tears streaming down his face.
Chapter completed!