Longing and deep affection: Where can I find happiness without him
Leng Muchen looked at He Yuhao as if he had something to say in his heart but couldn't say it out.
He thought more about it, and no matter what, Nian Nian's recent behavior was indeed a bit abnormal.
"Uncle, have you made any arrangements for Nian Nian?" He Yuhao always felt something was wrong.
"Nian Nian said there is no need to arrange it, she can make it herself, and the United States is not unfamiliar to her." Leng Muchen wanted to make arrangements for her daughter, but Nien Nian refused.
He Yuhao thought for a while, "Uncle, aunt, I happen to have something to go to the United States. I think I can go and see her."
He Yuhao has given up all his career in the United States for Leng Yiannian. If he has anything to do, he would return to the United States. This is just an excuse for him.
Leng Muchen and Qin Yaying both noticed it, but they didn't say anything, they just nodded.
After He Yuhao left, Qin Yaying looked at Leng Muchen and said, "Mu Chen, tell me, Hao Hao still loves Nian Nian."
"You can see it, can I not? It's just that we don't know what Niannian is thinking right now. We should let her make her own choice in matters of love." Leng Muchen knew what Niannian was thinking.
Mo Shaoting.
"Okay, that's what you said, it was Nian Nian's own feelings." Qin Yaying smiled at Leng Muchen.
She moved closer to his arms, "Mu Chen, you said you will be happy if you miss her, right?"
Qin Yaying has always felt that this girl Leng Yinian has endured too much since she was a child, and she will definitely be happy. She can be happy.
If it weren't for Mo Shaoting's feelings for her, if it weren't for Mo Shaoting who made her love her too deeply, Leng Yinian wouldn't be so trapped in the whirlpool of feelings, unable to struggle.
"Nian Nian will make you happy." Leng Muchen said to his wife.
They have been going through this for so many years, but Nian Nian's relationship can go smoothly all the way. If not, then she will work hard to make herself happy.
"I'm still worried about her." Qin Yaying's head rested on Leng Muchen's chest.
Leng Muchen didn't say anything, he just hugged her into his arms.
Leng Yinian stayed in the hotel for a day, and she fell into a deep sleep. In her dreams, Mo Shaoting would always appear, but his appearance made her heartache entangled.
She didn't get up until the phone rang, and looked at the caller number. It was from China, "Mom."
"Nian Nian, why didn't you call home?" Qin Yaying missed her daughter so much and was worried about her, so she called her daughter.
"Mom, I'm fine, I'm just a little tired. I'm not over the jet lag, so I didn't call." Leng Yinian leaned on the bed, listening to Qin Yaying's voice on the other end of the phone, but her nose was sour.
"Okay, I know you're fine. Just sleep well and don't let yourself get tired. If you go out, you have to take good care of yourself. Be careful when you are alone outside." Qin Yaying is still her mother,
In her eyes, Leng Yi Nian is still a child.
Leng Yinian smiled and said, "Mom, don't worry, if something happens, someone will naturally help me."
She came to London, on the one hand, to relax herself, and on the other hand, she also came to see her younger brother Leng Yanxuan, who has been studying in the UK.
Qin Yaying was afraid of disturbing her daughter's rest, so she didn't disturb her too much, just to let her have a good rest.
After hanging up the phone, Leng Yinian no longer felt sleepy. She looked at the night outside the window. At this time, it would be good to go out for a walk alone.
Moreover, Christmas is coming and it is still very lively outside.
For so many years, Leng Yinian has been in China and has never had a proper Christmas.
Leng Yinian wore an off-white down coat and left the hotel, walking alone on the street.
Not far away from him was a black RV. A thick layer of snow had fallen on the car. The car had never left because it was afraid that something might happen if it got cold.
They did not dare to neglect what Mo Shaoting had explained.
Leng Yinian stood on the side of the road, looking at the people coming and going. Their faces were all happy. If, one day, she could be so happy, it would be enough.
But without Mo Shaoting, where would she find happiness?
She walked alone on the street for a long time, and even went into a restaurant and had a late-night snack. She had not eaten well since she had been here all day, and this was the best meal she had ever eaten.
After leaving the restaurant, she stood on the street. The snow fell again, and white snowflakes fell. Her heart felt cold.
If Mo Shaoting was by her side, then her heart would be warm.
Who will she miss at this time?
Leng Yinian took out the mobile phone in his bag and dialed the familiar number, but could no longer get through.
She smiled bitterly. It had been so long and he had returned to the United States. How could she still point to the number in China that she could get through to?
However, she didn't know Mo Shaoting's American number. The old one had been canceled a long time ago. It was probably because Mo Shaoting didn't want to contact her that he changed the number and didn't let her know.
Mo Shaoting was also worried about Niannian, so he called. He just wanted to hear her voice.
In the heavy snowfall in London, England, Leng Yinian stood alone on the street, listening to the silent voice on the other end of the phone, "I'm fine, the snow scene is beautiful, are you happy?"
Is Leng Yi Nian really okay? However, the tears in her eyes froze her cheeks and her heart.
Mo Shaoting just breathed heavily, feeling a headache coming over him.
He will be happy as long as Leng Yinian is happy, and Mo Shaoting also hopes to see Leng Yinian happy while he is still alive.
He must have underestimated Leng Yinian's feelings for her. He thought that as long as he left her side, as long as he had his own happiness, then Leng Yinian would also be happy with He Yuhao.
However, this girl Leng Yinian did not. She came to London alone, and she even wanted to tell everyone that she was going to the United States.
"You must be very happy." Leng Yinian felt vaguely uneasy as she listened to the unusual breathing on the other end of the phone.
"What's wrong with you? Is something wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Leng Yinian asked eagerly, even if he said one or two words to her.
And everything was beyond her expectation. The phone was hung up at that moment, and she even heard the sound of a cup or something being smashed.
Leng Yiannian wanted to call back the number, but found that the number was restricted and there was no way to call back.
Her hands hung down feebly. A person, in this night, seemed lonely, helpless, and distressed.
Mo Shaoting had a severe headache and his whole body went limp. He also knocked over the glass of water on the coffee table.