I can copy the three thousand avenues

The closer it was to the Mid-Autumn Festival, the more eager Wen Lan was to miss her hometown.

She not only missed everything in Jiangcheng, but also Ji Minxin who was buried in Meicheng.

Perhaps because she was pregnant, her nerves became particularly sensitive, and she dreamed of Wen Yunzheng several times.

The more she missed him, the more she couldn't go back, and she had palpitations and insomnia every night.

Since the opening of the Lincheng studio, Wen Lan and all the designers have been like a spinning top that keeps running, with little time to rest.

Zhou Qiao thought that everyone was too hard, so he gave everyone a day off before the Mid-Autumn Festival, a total of three days. Some people visited relatives and friends, some went on short trips, and some went back to their hometowns. Wen Lan was the only one left in the whole TT.

Zhou Qiao was worried, so he came to the studio with a suitcase and insisted on spending the holiday with Wen Lan.

Wen Lan issued a hundred and eighty orders to expel him, and he almost wore out his lips before he drove Zhou Qiao back to Jiangcheng.

Now Zhou Qiao has both a husband and parents-in-law, so she can't selfishly let Zhou Qiao spend her hard-earned vacation on herself.

Before going to the airport, Zhou Qiao repeatedly told her to put the baby first, order local delivery for anything she needs, and order takeout instead of cooking if she feels tired.

After seeing Zhou Qiao off, Wen Lan locked the door of the studio from the inside. When she climbed to the third floor, she was already out of breath. She opened the door and fell asleep.

In fact, to put it bluntly, she closed her eyes and rested her mind, because she couldn't sleep at all.

She closed her eyes, put her hands on her lower abdomen, and felt the warm and powerful "punching and kicking".

Soon, she thought of Xie Yansheng from her daughter.

Counting, it's been nearly half a year since they last met.

In the past few months, she would follow the news from Jiangcheng on her mobile phone every now and then.

Xie Yansheng attended a certain game festival, "Feast" bought out the final copyright of a certain mobile game, and "Feast" cooperated with a certain website to launch the highest-end game competition of the year...

At first, she was also pleased with Xie Yansheng's achievements in the digital game industry, but as the due date approached, she gradually began to feel powerless and blocked the news from Jiangcheng.

Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival when the whole family reunites. She is lying alone in Lincheng, a strange city, with waves of pain in her heart.

She remembers very clearly that last year's Mid-Autumn Festival, she and Xie Yansheng had lunch at the Xie family's old house and then returned to Anyueyuan.

Because Xie Yansheng was stimulated by Xie's mother's urging at the dinner table, he pushed her to the master bedroom on the first floor and tossed her for nearly an afternoon.

All kinds of pregnancy-aiding postures and small folk remedies were used.

At that time, Xie Yansheng was very eager to have a child, but she was strongly opposed.

She was thinking, if she was pregnant with Nuannuan at that time, would she and Xie Yansheng not be like this now?

Haha, she laughed at herself again.

There is no if in this world. Since you have chosen the path you want to take, you have to keep going no matter how difficult it is!

She couldn't understand why she thought about Xie Yansheng more and more often as she was about to give birth.

She opened WeChat on her phone and looked at the chat history with Xie Yansheng. Xie Yansheng sent more than a dozen greeting messages in the past six months, but she didn't reply once.

During this period, Xie Yansheng also called her, but she rejected them all.

Because she was afraid that interacting with Xie Yansheng would cause unnecessary trouble for herself and Nuannuan.

Xie Yansheng's WeChat avatar was a silhouette of a man holding a cigarette, lonely and decadent, and his nickname was only "Xie".

She stared at it for a long time before she came to her senses and fell asleep unknowingly.

The phone, which was set to vibrate, roared for nearly half a minute before she slowly opened her eyes and saw the name "Xie Yansheng" flashing on it. She clicked the rejection button without thinking.

Xie Yansheng was very persistent and kept calling if she didn't answer.

After six or seven missed calls, she compromised and clicked the answer button.

"It's been a long time since we last met. Are you okay?" Xie Yansheng's deep voice was still as charming as ever.

She silently calculated that it had been more than five months since she last met Xie Yansheng.

Hearing this familiar voice again, she had the illusion that yesterday was reappearing.

"I'm fine." She replied weakly.

"I can tell that you're not in a good condition." Xie Yansheng's tone was rare and serious. "You haven't returned to Jiangcheng yet. Are you really planning to give birth to your child in Lincheng?"

"Don't mind my business." She didn't want to bring An Zhen's big trouble to herself again, so she said, "If there's nothing else, hang up first."

"Will you return to Jiangcheng after giving birth?" Xie Yansheng asked anxiously.

"There are too many people in Jiangcheng who don't want to see. My child and I will not return to Jiangcheng in the next few years." She said this obviously out of anger, but Xie Yansheng on the other end believed it.

Xie Yansheng immediately fell silent, and only spoke again when he heard that she was going to end the call, "I know that all TT employees are on vacation and have gone home now. You are the only one on the third floor--"

"What do you mean?" She already had a bad feeling, and slowly stood up with the help of the bedside table.

"I'm at the door of TT now, open the door immediately." Xie Yansheng's tone was strong and could not be refused.

She was very clear-headed and refused mercilessly: "Xie Yansheng, just be a good person, don't make things difficult for me! Leave now, or I will call the police."

"Then call the police, I won't leave until I see you." Xie Yansheng said firmly.

She ended the call, opened the monitoring software on her phone, found the revolving door of TT, and saw a tall and straight man smoking a cigarette, and occasionally looking at the camera above.

Through the screen, she could feel the burning gaze from Xie Yansheng.

Half a year has passed since I last saw him. His face remained the same. His thin lips were pursed with a faint smile, and his gestures were more calm and relaxed.

When she saw Xie Yansheng, Wen Lan's heart skipped a beat.

Her fingers trembled as she gently stroked Xie Yansheng on the screen.

Xie Yansheng's clothes have always been very good. This time he wore a black suit with a good texture, a light shirt, and no tie.

At this time, Xie Yansheng seemed to know that she was watching the surveillance. He blinked at the camera above and picked up the phone again.

Soon, Wen Lan's phone rang again.

She didn't answer it, and let the ringing sound again and again.

Xie Yansheng sent a voice message on WeChat: "Be good, open the door, I just want to see you."

"I swear, I'll leave when I see you, okay?"

"There's a family dinner at the old house tomorrow at noon, I have to go back to Jiangcheng in the evening, open the door quickly, okay?"

"Just open the door, I won't go upstairs and just take a look at you, okay?"

...

Every sentence was humble.

She hardened her heart and didn't make any reply.

Xie Yansheng hesitated at the door for more than an hour before leaving, and she stared at the phone screen for more than an hour.

She didn't put down her phone until Xie Yansheng's back completely disappeared from the surveillance range.