President uncle, don't come close

When he returned to the villa, Sheng Huaizhe felt unprecedented desolation. In addition to some cold furnishings, there was no warmth for him.

It's strange that Lin Jiayin hasn't felt empty to the bone marrow for so many years... And the little woman who brought him this feeling doesn't know where she is and what she's doing

After taking a bath, Sheng Huaizhe got into his study because it was Ling Moqin's favorite place to stay. He imitated her usual way, took a book and lay on the lazy sofa for a long time, but refused to get up... Or sat there with a book, and then peeked at him working in the living room from time to time

Memories are sometimes very hurtful. Just like at this moment, Sheng Huaizhe's heart has been broken just by thinking about these seemingly insignificant daily things in the past.

It's so painful to lose something you've been used to

Ling Moqin, where the hell is she? Does she have the heart to let him die alone with these memories?! What a cruel thing it is

Feeling that the whole study was the shadow of Ling Moqin, Sheng Huaizhe finally couldn't help coming out. However, the living room is also full of memories

She put a mask on his legs and watched TV until he fell asleep. He quietly helped her tear up the wash mask. Or she grabbed the remote control with him because she wanted to see the bubble idol drama, and he wanted to watch the football match. If he did it again, he would let her watch enough idol dramas, and then hold him crying because he was moved or sad

And the refrigerator, which is still full of ingredients. Sheng Huaizhe still goes to the supermarket once a week. The difference is that he used to go with Ling Moqin, but now he goes by himself. If the loneliness index of shopping in the supermarket is level 1, Sheng Huaizhe feels that he should choose the dishes Ling Moqin likes to eat one by one, as well as the ingredients she bought for him. This is the level 2 loneliness index

With her sharing, those seemingly boring ingredients suddenly seem to have life and mission... Otherwise, they are just a pile of useless food stacked in the refrigerator until it rots.

The moment he closed the refrigerator door, he looked at all kinds of post it notes on the refrigerator door... Sheng Huaizhe tore them off one by one with a smile and looked at them repeatedly in his hand. His little woman used to be a very considerate girlfriend

"There is breakfast for you on the second floor. Remember to eat."

"Love Bento is ready. Remember to eat it at noon, or I'll beat you!"

"If you dare to get hungry to stomach pain again, don't blame me for being rude!"

The post it notes reminded Sheng Huaizhe of the three meals that Ling Moqin carefully prepared for him every day... During that time, his stomach disease magically didn't happen again, his body seemed to get better, and he became very tired of eating out.

Now holding these post it notes and imagining Ling Moqin grinning at himself before, Sheng Huaizhe feels unprecedented loneliness and emptiness... He misses her and misses her like crazy!!

It's three o'clock in the morning, but Sheng Huaizhe still doesn't feel sleepy at all... That's why he stayed in the office these days. There are too many memories at home. He can't sleep safely all night. His mind is full of fragments about Ling Moqin

Taking out a bottle of wine and a glass, Sheng Huaizhe sat on the stall and drank the wine alone. After the first drink, the strong smell of wine made him wake up a lot. The burning feeling burned his throat. At last, he couldn't warm his cool mood.

When he drank the third cup, Sheng Huaizhe felt that his stomach began to ache... He frowned and felt that his stomach disease was about to happen again. Then he remembered that he hadn't eaten lunch and dinner today

"If you dare to starve to stomachache again, I won't be polite!"

Ling Moqin's words echoed in her ears, and Sheng Huaizhe raised her mouth slightly... Sometimes she would be overbearing and stick to her principles in some things, such as the fact that he must eat three meals a day on time.

But now... No one will supervise him to eat, no one will concentrate on adjusting his diet for his stomach disease, and no one will threaten him that he will be impolite if he doesn't eat well

Ling Moqin's intermittent insomnia doesn't seem to be cured. When she woke up, she found that it was not completely bright. She touched her mobile phone and opened it at 5 a.m.... She wanted to leave her mobile phone and continue to sleep, but the sound of didi SMS and wechat in her mobile phone seemed particularly clear in the early morning

She took her cell phone and looked through it one by one.

Qin Mingzheng's three missed calls. He is expected to be bored to death by her and said to help her find a place to move, but her current mobile phone usage makes it difficult for him to communicate with her synchronously

"I'm afraid of being beaten by this guy."

Ling Moqin yawned and decided to ignore the missed call first.

"Ling Moqin, call me back! I've arranged your place! "

It was Qin Mingzheng's short message, short and domineering, which made Ling Moqin tremble after reading... Then there were several voice messages urged by Qin Mingzheng.

Sheng Zhuwen's missed call... Zhuwen? Ling Moqin clenched her cell phone. During this time, Sheng Zhuwen didn't forget to find her. She didn't answer the phone or return a message until she slowly stopped looking for this cell phone... Probably knew that no one would respond to this cell phone?!

But why did she call this time? When Ling Moqin was thinking about whether to send a text message to Sheng Zhuwen, her mobile phone suddenly rang, which scared her to almost cry!

Who the hell is it? In the middle of the night, Ling Moqin called... Ling Moqin picked up the cell phone she had just thrown to the bedside and found that the phone had been connected.

Sheng Huaizhe!!!

Looking at the three words jumping on the mobile phone screen, Ling Moqin's heart kept beating. How could he call? Still at this time

Take it or not... Ling Moqin felt that the mobile phone was like a hot potato. She wanted to throw it away, but she was not willing to

Finally, she picked up her cell phone and put it close to her ear

"Hello?!"

A little trembling voice cut through the room because of the tranquility brought by the night sky.

"Is that you? Ling Moqin. "

The other party's real voice came through the microphone. Ling Moqin found that he really missed him... At this moment, his magnetic voice sounded in her ear, and her heart beat faster. She wanted to listen carefully to what he was saying.

"How could it be you? You won't answer my phone... You disappear, ignore me and don't let me find you."

His voice sounded a little painful and low, which made Ling Moqin cover his mouth and suffocate and colic