I go north, you go south

At about eleven o'clock in the noon, Ren Qin came to pick up Ling Bei and went to the airport.

Because Fang Jiaming would send someone to pick Nan Zishu up for shopping later, she just sent Ling Bei downstairs.

After watching the car go away, Nan Zishu went upstairs again step by step.

Entering the familiar password to open the door lock, the sudden silence in the room made her really uncomfortable for a while.

Although she would occasionally wait for Ling Bei alone at home, there was a clear difference between that mood full of anticipation and the inexplicable loss at the moment.

The most important thing is that for some reason, Nan Zishu always has a little restlessness that keeps disturbing her.She couldn't say exactly what it was like, but she always felt that something bad was about to happen.

In fact, this strange intuition has been vaguely felt since this morning, but Nan Zishu still didn't tell Ling Bei in the end.

He was very clingy to her early in the morning, and if she transferred this unreasonable trouble to him again, he would be even more uneasy to leave.

"Oh, well, stop thinking about it."

Nan Zishu felt that he was getting more and more entangled, and even a little too "worried".

"Didn't he just go out for two or three days? What could happen. Bah, bah, how could he curse his fiancé like that?"

She couldn't help scratching her hair irritably, and lay on her back on the sofa.

It turned out that it was only a few days since I hadn't seen each other, and I would miss it like this...

But when he thought about the two hours before Ling Bei left, he would cling to her almost everywhere: he would pull her while making breakfast;

Even at breakfast, she was quite "seeking trouble for nothing", even if Fang Jiaming invited her to eat out, no matter how delicious the dishes in the restaurant were, he must leave the position of "best chef" in his heart to him.

Nan Zishu couldn't help but raise his forehead: I don't know if it's a good thing or a not-so-good thing to have a husband whose IQ is beyond the charts outside and whose heart is smaller than the eye of a needle at home.

Well, although it is a bit troublesome, it shouldn't be a bad thing anyway.

She thought so, but couldn't restrain the corners of her lips that rose higher and higher.And the loss and uneasiness that had been lingering in Nan Zishu's heart for a long time was gradually ironed out in a faint expectation.

Just when Nan Zishu was thinking about what to do next, the cell phone beside him rang in a timely manner.

When she saw that the note on the call was "Mom" which she had just changed yesterday, she picked it up almost immediately.

"Hey, Mom."

Nan Zishu's voice involuntarily became very sweet.

And Fang Jiaming, who was on the opposite side, seemed to subconsciously become very happy when he heard this voice: "Shu Shu, are you up yet?"

Nan Zishu was taken aback by this question.She couldn't help but look up at the wall clock on the wall, the pointer on it had already passed eleven o'clock at noon.Then she couldn't help thinking of the reason why Fang Jiaming didn't want to stay overnight that Ling Bei told her last night.

... Nan Zishu's face turned red in an instant.

"Mom, what time is it, how can I still lie on the bed..."

Nan Zishu covered his face, half-jokingly trying to relieve the ambiguous atmosphere: "If I'm so lazy, you probably don't want me as a daughter-in-law, right?"

"Who said that?"

"As long as it is you, I will admit it." (End of this chapter)