Is this still her lover? Is this still the man she wants to rely on for the rest of her life?
Why has he changed? So fast? So fast that people are caught off guard?
The thin figure walked on the bustling street, with a sense of sadness all over his body.
How could her Rin look like this?
He has never spoken so coldly to himself, but now he seems to be a different person.
Tears streaming down my face.
Pedestrians passing by Ning Xiaotong looked at Ning Xiaotong with strange eyes, but Ning Xiaotong didn't care at all.
When we returned to the mountainside villa, it was already dark.
Mother Zhao stood at the gate with a worried look on her face. She saw Ning Xiaotong's figure in the distance and quickly walked a few steps to meet her.
Ning Xiaotong reluctantly twitched the corners of her lips, gave Zhao Ma a weak smile, and walked straight in. Zhao Ma followed helplessly. As she walked, she saw that she was about to bump into someone.
On the glass, Zhao Ma quickly grabbed her arm.
"Xiao Tong, what's wrong with you?"
With a pale smile, Ning Xiaotong turned aside and entered the door.
When they arrived at the house, Mother Zhao discovered that Ning Xiaotong's entire face was as white as white paper, pale and without any blood at all. Her face was in a trance, just like a wandering spirit without a soul. Her eyes
It was red, and it was obvious that he had just cried, and the faint traces of wet tears on his face could still be seen.
"Xiaotong, I'll ask my servant to heat up the food for you. Eat some while it's hot."
Ning Xiaotong shook her head and walked straight to the stairs.
Zhao Ma, who was standing behind her, looked at Ning Xiaotong's back disappearing into the room with an inexplicable worry.
I returned to my room and lay on my bed. The scenes that happened during the day passed through my mind one by one like slow motion in a movie. I couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
His throat trembled, and finally a faint whimpering sound came out, which sounded particularly desolate in the silent night.
Nannan, who was sleeping next to her, woke up at some point. When she saw Ning Xiaotong, who was crying and crying beside her, her big black eyes flashed, she let out a cry, and started crying too.
Ning Xiaotong was startled. She quickly turned around and held the crying Nannan in her arms. While shaking her gently, she murmured, "Nanny, why did your father become like that?"
Nannan can only speak a few simple words now, crying and shouting, "Daddy, daddy."
Hearing that sound made Ning Xiaotong even more sad.
Once upon a time, the beautiful and joyful memories of their family of three still existed in the depths of their minds. Ning Xiaotong silently said to Nannan, who was blinking her big eyes in her arms, "Nanny, you don't believe that dad would abandon us and fall in love with someone else."
A woman, right?”
"Nanny, you must not like anyone other than your mother to take care of you, right?"
Obsidian-like eyes blinked, and Nannan seemed to understand what Ning Xiaotong said, stopped crying, and nodded seriously.
Ning Xiaotong burst into tears again, "Nanny, mom knows that you will definitely stand on mom's side."
The chubby little hands touched Ning Xiaotong's face, seeming to be silently comforting her.
…
As soon as Huangfu Yao entered the door of the villa, the room was deserted and cold, and he couldn't feel the slightest bit of popularity, so he was a little surprised.
I happened to see Zhao's mother coming out of the kitchen with a sad face. When she saw it was Huangfu Yao, she quickly put on a smile and said, "Miss Yao."