It was already afternoon, and it was not until evening that he did not come back during dinner.
Leng Ran sat on his chair, looked at the empty seat left for Mo Fei, and looked out the door worriedly several times.
Luo Jun called and asked if he just said he would come back later.
After dinner, he didn't come back.
Until late at night, he still didn't come back.
Leng Ran returned to his room, refused the help of the servant, and insisted on taking a shower by himself.
The servant had no choice but to find Leng Zimo and Luo Xiaoqian.
"I'll go take a look." Luo Xiaoqian stood up and walked over.
Leng Zimo considered Shen Yizhou's suggestion and took her arm, "This child must be strong. Helping her deliberately will only make her feel more uncomfortable!"
Luo Xiaoqian sighed distressedly and waved her hand to the servant, "Just let her be."
However, after saying this, the mother still felt uneasy. After several hesitations, she still stood up.
"I'll go take a look quietly."
Leng Zimo also knew that she was worried about her daughter, so he hugged her and patted her back comfortingly.
"Don't worry, she can definitely handle it."
"Yes." Luo Xiaoqian nodded, walked out, walked downstairs quietly, came to the cold door on the third floor, listened quietly, and then gently opened the door.
Just in case, she had told Leng Ran before not to close the door.
The door was unscrewed, and she carefully pushed it open a crack.
Through the crack in the door, Leng Ran was seen standing on the ground, leaning on the table, drying his hair.
After blow-drying her hair, she pulled her uncontrollable right foot with a cloth strap, jumped to the bedside, moved her disobedient legs onto the bed and lay down on it. She took a book and read it.
Seeing her daughter's strong look, Luo Xiaoqian's nose felt sour, and her tears finally fell.
After trying hard to control her emotions, she gently helped Leng Ran close the door and left quietly.
Leng Ran leaned on the bedside and looked through the book in her hand. She didn't read what was written in the book.
Although she has always been very optimistic, this blow is really huge for an eighteen-year-old girl.
Growing up, Leng Ran had almost no setbacks in his life.
At home, her parents doted on her, and her brother doted on her. Later, she grew up with Mo Fei in the Mo family. Not only did Mo Bei and Jiao Yang dote on her, Mo Fei also let her dote on her everywhere.
Although it was difficult to set up the team, with Mo Fei and her facing it together, it was still smooth.
She learned to drive, took the driver's license test, and participated in competitions all the way... and she went more smoothly than most people.
She originally thought that her life should continue in racing cars, but now... the most important thing is that her right foot is disabled. What will she do in the future? What will she do in the future?
Putting the book on the table, he turned off the light calmly, lay down in the darkness, and fell into deep thought.
The manor gradually became quiet, but Leng Ran didn't sleep.
It wasn't until dawn that she couldn't bear the mental exhaustion and fell asleep.
In her sleep, she drove the racing car again. Her right foot was also good. She drove the car very fast, and her whole body felt like she was going to fly.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of the car. She screamed and braked, but the brakes seemed to have lost their effect. She was about to hit the person...
"Xiao Xiao!"
Someone called her name, and she woke up with a start and saw Mo Fei sitting beside her bed, shaking her shoulders.
