Her Eternal Mr.Right

Usually at this time, she must still have a reaction, but today

The more this kind of time, Ann's mother couldn't understand what she thought of quiet. She hesitated for a long time, but she was still restless.

However, the heart, still firmly believe that quiet will never abandon them.

One side of the Song Chen see cloud house fog, they are exactly what situation.

It's mom's, isn't it?

Isn't it my sister's?

Then why does it look like an enemy.

"Quiet, you can't be so heartless. You want to leave us here, don't you?" Ann's mother suddenly stormed away, as if to rush out and beat her up.

But, no matter what you say, quiet from beginning to end is still so flat, as if a stone into the water in general calm.

Time went by little by little. She didn't speak. After a while, she took out a card from her pocket and put it on the table. Then, she turned around without saying anything.

Stunned, Ann picked up the card, looked at the quiet figure and asked, "what does that mean?"

"Pay back the money." Just drop two words, quiet closed the door.

Song Chen called out quietly

Quiet always did not look back, behind the handover does not need to use her.

Now, she just wants to go home.

It's a haven for my own recuperation.

Go straight out of the door and ignore anyone.

In fact, quiet heard Song Chen calling her, but quiet did not want to pay attention.

It's already eleven o'clock at night. In the wet night, the dew is more deep, and the cold will soon sweep through the whole body.

Quietly holding his arm, looked up at the bus stop, and again lowered his head.

At the moment when Song Chen caught up with him, the car came and quietly got on.

At the moment of closing the door, silence finally looked back, but it didn't stop.

I got out of the car, looked at the scenery around me, quietly finally took out my mobile phone, found Song Chen's number, and the editor said: I'm ok, I just don't want to talk to anyone, help me take three days off, unless that business, otherwise, don't look for me.

When it's over, turn off the phone.

At home, quiet directly packed up their own things, wash, go to bed directly.

The next day, early in the morning, quiet on the car.

Where is she going?

Go back to a place where you can have peace of mind.

Walking along the broad road, the road is getting narrower and narrower, quietly looking at the changes of my hometown.

In fact, in addition to the renovation of the house, the other is nothing, or still the willow green flowers, blue wave green stage.

This is her hometown, a place she hasn't been to for a long time.

From the village along with their own memory to go inside, every step, and childhood memory vaguely overlap.

Not far away from the children fighting together, see quiet, open curious eyes, a brave little boy came over, asked: "sister, who are you looking for?"

Quiet from the bag out of a lollipop, said with a smile: "sister home."

The little boy's eyes were bright, and he looked at the quiet with vigilance. He seemed to keep thinking whether he had seen it or not.

Behind several children have come over, a few small guys a chirp do not know what to say.

Finally, or the previous little boy said: "sister, mother said can't want strangers sugar, are bad."

Then he frowned and said, "but you don't look like a bad person, so you can take us to see your house together, so you are not a bad person!"

What is the logic of silence?

However, still promised: "good."

A string of dolls followed behind attracted a lot of villagers to look at them.

Quiet remember, her home is not far away, when I was a child, every holiday will come to clean.

I didn't know what happened when I came back to high school last time.

Standing at the door, looking at the memory of the two-story building, quiet eyes moist.

The corner was mottled and the door rusted.

After that, a few sugar eaters said, "my sister is really from our village."

"Yes," he quietly touched the key and opened the door. He thought it was musty, but he didn't think it was.

It's clean. It looks like someone's living.

Behind a five or six-year-old girl pulled a quiet corner, crisp way: "sister, my grandmother often come to clean, it is your home."

"Your grandmother?" Quiet special and frown and asked, "village head home?"

The little girl nodded, "that's my grandfather."

Quiet remember, she did give the key, did not expectThis cleaning, but so many years, even if Over the years, she has invested a lot in it, but it is still a drop in the bucket.

It was at this moment that I heard the sound of footsteps outside. When the old man and the little girl saw it, they ran over and called out, "grandfather."

Quietly looked up at the past, Leng Leng, or: "village head grandfather."

"Quiet?" The village head's grandfather didn't seem to have a good look in his eyes. He looked closer and looked at it carefully. His whole face was full of happiness. "You're back. Go home with your grandfather and ask your grandmother to make delicious food for you."

"Good." Quiet smile with him, holding the little girl's hand.

Before we arrived, the village head's grandfather called out in a loud voice: "old woman, come back quietly, make more food at noon."

"What, quiet back!" The village head's grandmother came out with a big kitchen knife and scared the little girl into the back of the quiet.

The village head's grandmother looked at the silence, put down the kitchen knife awkwardly, and said, "I didn't pay attention, I didn't pay attention."

He said: "Qiao, take your sister in."

Coincidentally, it's the little girl whose full name is an Qiaoyun.

"Well, good." Then he went in quietly.

However, quiet is to pass the backpack to an Qiaoyun, and then said: "I want to go to my parents there to have a look, come over later."

The village head's grandfather immediately nodded and sighed: "I know you're busy. It's not easy to come back. Of course, I have to go and have a look."

Quiet suddenly felt ashamed, nodded and went out.

After a few steps, I heard the village head's grandfather ask, "do you know the way?"

"Should Let's meet. " Quiet thought, nodded.

In fact, she knows that she is not sure. She hasn't come back for so many years.

The village head's grandfather immediately said, "I'll take you there. The village has changed a lot. Don't go the wrong way."

Then he went into the room to change his shoes. Even if he wanted to refuse quietly, he didn't have a chance.

When he came out, he yelled at the door again: "old lady, I'll take you to the cemetery."

"Well, let's go." There's a voice coming back.

Said, he narrowed his eyes, looking for a direction, is: "go, grandfather take you past."