No one answered He Mingjue. In the empty corridor, there was only He Mingjue's own voice. Because of the huge space, he could faintly hear his own echo.
The woman didn't give him any response.
Wen Miaoxin followed He Mingjue from beginning to end, watching this man running around in every room like crazy.
Her lover told her that Sister Wen's man no longer loved her. Therefore, Sister Wen, who loved the beautiful uncle in front of her the most, decided not to want this beautiful uncle either.
Sister Wen also said that she wanted to leave the man she loved so much and she wanted to be free.
At a young age, Wen Miaoxin didn't understand. Even when it came to love, she was still in a state of ignorance. But looking at the beautiful uncle in front of her, he was walking up and down the corridor as if he was sleepwalking, shouting "Wen Xihe" because he couldn't find Sister Wen.
"The name, the look of being lost.
Back then, Wen Miaoxin experienced her first understanding of love.
Two people who are in love with each other, if one of them disappears one day, the other will definitely be very sad.
If one of the mandarin ducks is missing, how can we still call it a mandarin duck?
So, looking at the beautiful uncle in front of him who seemed to have lost his heart, Wen Miaoxin decided to tell this man something while maintaining her sense.
She followed He Mingjue and watched him knocking open every door. She watched the beautiful uncle's face become lost because he couldn't see Wen Xihe in every empty room. She looked at the man who looked like
He lost his favorite toy and called Wen Xihe over and over again.
Until the end, Wen Miaoxin looked at He Mingjue, who was completely exhausted and weak, leaning against the cold wall.
self-mumbling.
Wen Miaoxin, who was so young, naturally didn't feel sorry for anyone, so she walked up to He Mingjue. She blinked and saw that it was her beautiful uncle who was living in poverty.
"Pretty uncle, Sister Xi was indeed here last night!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a man who had been standing in the corner, with a gloomy face and his hands in his trouser pockets, slowly walked out from where he had been hiding.
When Wen Miaoxin raised her head, she saw the gloomy look on Lan Lingzhou's face. She opened her mouth and raised her hand to scratch her hair under Lan Lingzhou's cold gaze.
"But early this morning, her people ran away to nowhere!" After a pause, Wen Miaoxin looked at He Mingjue cautiously, even her voice was cautious.
"Sister Wen said she was tired and didn't want to continue!"
He Mingjue raised his head sharply, and Wen Miaoxin's words suddenly made He Mingjue's expression gloomy to the extreme.
It turned out that she still didn't have 100% trust in him.
It turns out that she still cares about Ye Yuwei.
With a gloomy face, He Mingjue opened his mouth to ask something else, but in the end he said nothing.
Who can he blame?
It is to blame that things have developed to this day. All the responsibilities do not lie with Wen Xihe at all.
No matter it was a year ago or today one year later, he did not give his most beloved woman enough sense of security.
What qualifications does he have to ask the woman he loves to give him enough trust?
With a sigh, He Mingjue stood up. The man took one last look around the rooms he had knocked open, and looked at Lan Lingzhou opposite, "Sorry!"
At this point, both men were equally attracted to Wen Xihe. Lan Lingzhou didn't say anything, but looked gloomy.
Nodding slightly, there was no more friction between the two people.
He Mingjue passed by Lan Lingzhou and spoke. Lan Lingzhou turned sideways and glanced at He Mingjue lightly.
"Even if she is here today and she doesn't nod, I won't let you take her away!"
He Mingjue frowned, but Lan Lingzhou spoke again.
"You haven't even solved another woman, so why do you think you can give her enough security and happiness?"
He Mingjue was displeased, but did not refute.
Lan Lingzhou watched the tall man walk through the courtyard and finally disappeared behind the door of the villa.
He had been standing facing the door of the villa. Looking from there, he could clearly see the people coming in and out.
Including He Mingjue.
The structure of the Lan family villa has another place besides where he currently stands.
Next to her, Wen Miaoxin pulled Lan Lingzhou's sleeve. Although the teenage Wen Miaoxin usually liked to cause trouble and was even willful, she could still clearly distinguish between the seriousness of the matter and the matter itself.
Seeing Lan Lingzhou's ugly face, Wen Miaoxin looked very worried.
"Big Bingshan, what should Sister Wen do?" Looking at the handsome profile of the man in front of her, Wen Miaoxin frowned, "She will be sad when her beautiful uncle is gone?"
Lan Lingzhou was silent. During the silence, he took Wen Miaoxin's hand, looked up at the stairs, and whispered.
"Walk!"
The door of a room at the end of the third floor was slightly open. Through the ajar door, from a distance, Wen Miaoxin saw the woman standing next to her with her back to them.
"Sister Wen!"
As soon as Wen Miaoxin finished speaking, Lan Lingzhou and Wen Miaoxin walked in one after the other.
The second place in the Lan family where you can see the scenery outside the villa is the window where Wen Xihe is standing at this time.
There, she could see the tall but lonely back of a man. She could see a man bending down to get into the car, and she could see the car slowly leaving her sight with a man.
Lan Lingzhou knew he couldn't understand that feeling, but he knew the painful struggle in his heart when he watched his lover leave.
After Wen Miaoxin shouted, she was already aware of the unusual atmosphere at this moment. She opened her mouth to liven up the atmosphere, but gave up after seeing the depressed Wen Xihe.
Lan Lingzhou and Wen Xihe stood side by side at the window. Wen Miao had nothing to do, so she carefully looked at the wall in front of her.
That's no ordinary wall.
Behind the snow-white wall, there is a hidden mechanism. Behind the wall, touch the mechanism to open it, and a dark room the size of a room will appear behind it.
The reason why He Mingjue searched through the Lan family but could not find Wen Xihe was because Wen Xihe was hiding in the darkroom at that time.
Across a wall, Wen Xihe could even hear the sound of the door being kicked open by a man, and He Mingjue's voice calling his name one after another outside.
Xixi.
Xixi.
Xixi, Xixi...
She could hear it over and over again.
Wen Xihe could even imagine the man sitting by the bed, looking at the folds on the big bed, stroking them over and over again.
That is the face I am most familiar with and the voice I am most familiar with.