Sorry, I can't love you

After sending all the physical features of Xia Bingqing and the news learned from the hospital, she sat on the sofa with her mobile phone in her hand.

"Miss Shi Xi, your breakfast is ready."

A thick voice brought her back to reality. She looked down at the breakfast in front of her and said, "put it down."

Housekeeper Cheng was calm, but he still didn't say a word. He put the things down as she ordered.

As time goes by, Xia Liang waits for news while teasing housekeeper Cheng.

But I didn't wait for anything all day.

It was getting dark. The evening wind blew. She was only wearing a thin coat. She sat on the sofa waiting for Tang Mo to come back. A gust of wind blew in and made her shiver.

Waving his hand, he called the housekeeper: "it's a little cold. Can you make a cup of hot tea?"

She looked up and stared at steward Cheng with clear eyes, but there was a trace of fun in her eyes.

Housekeeper Cheng, who had been instructed by her all day, was a little angry. Old Tang didn't call him like this before. It was just a woman brought back by Tang Moshi. She made him work so much a day. Even the servants covered their mouths and laughed at him.

"Miss Shi Xi, you can ask the servant to do such things. My scope of work does not include doing this for you." Although he was still kind, Xia Liang heard a trace of anger from his mouth.

"But I'm afraid they don't take good care of them. I'm very satisfied with you." She smiled and returned without shame.

"Cool summer, enough."

Suddenly, a cold, low voice sounded in the air.

Then came the sound of steady footsteps.

She looked up and saw Tang Mo coming into the house. He took off his coat and threw it to the servant.

Also stunned were housekeeper Cheng and several servants.

When they were looking at Tang Mo in amazement, they thought they had heard wrong.

"Young master, do you say... This... Xia Liang? Miss Xia? "

Housekeeper Cheng widened his eyes, and his stunned eyes stuttered back and forth between Tang Moshi and Xia Liang.

Tang Mo lowered his head and stood in front of Xia Liang staring at her.

Housekeeper Cheng also dares to tease her. It seems that she has not only changed her face in the past three years, but also gained courage.

Spitting out her tongue, she turned her head and greeted the housekeeper: "Hi, it's me, Xia Liang, long time no see."

"Well... What's going on? Young master, isn't she Miss Shi Xi? "

Housekeeper Cheng opens his mouth. He hasn't responded yet. He can't set the channel.

"She is Xia Liang."

What he got was Tang Mo's resolute answer.

For a moment, except Xia Liang and Tang Mo, all the people present were speechless with surprise and stared at the suddenly appeared "Miss Xia" in front of them.

But Xia Liang didn't care about their strange and surprised look. She hurriedly looked up and asked Tang Moshi, "how's it going? Has there been any news?"

"No."

Tang Mo shook his head and sat down next to her.

All the information received was false, and even the police were at a loss without a clue.

The eyes sank quickly, and Xia Liang leaned heavily on the sofa.

It's the fourth day. There's no news yet.

But housekeeper Cheng, who learned her identity, was even more stunned. He wondered why Xia Liang, who died, suddenly appeared again. He wondered why she changed her face, let alone why the young master's attitude towards her had changed 180 degrees compared with three years ago.

Looking at the two harmonious people in front of him, countless questions flooded into his mind.

"How are your feet?"

"It's all right, sneeze..."

A gust of wind blew and she sneezed.

Tang Mo frowned and said slowly, "it's late. Go back and have a rest. I'll continue to send someone to look for it tomorrow."

Xia Liang nodded and asked the servant to help her upstairs

The next day, Xia Liang waited at home all morning, but there was still no news.

Bored sitting on the sofa flipping through magazines, suddenly the mobile phone rang

At first glance, it was Liang Junjun. Xia Liang was busy getting through.

"Jun Jun, what's the matter? Any news?"

Before Liang Junjun spoke, she immediately asked.

"Don't worry. I just received a message that someone saw a woman on Weining Road, very much like the person you're looking for. Let someone go and have a look?"

"OK, thank you, Junjun, for inviting you to dinner next time!" With one breath, she immediately hung up the phone.

Hurriedly pressed the familiar number and called, but no one answered.

When he called Tang Mo again and again, there was still a cold manual prompt at that end.

"Why don't you answer the phone!"

Frowning, Xia Liang whispered with his mobile phone.

He raised his head and glanced at the hall again. He wanted to find someone to go over for himself to see if Xia Bingqing was really there, but he found that none of them could be trusted.

Looking at the already better feet, gritting his teeth and making up his mind.

She wants to see it herself.

Leaning on his crutch, he stood up and walked straight to the door, but before he reached the door, he was stopped by housekeeper Cheng: "Miss Xia, the young master told you not to go out at will."

She looked up, smiled at steward Cheng, and said, "I'm so bored that I'm flustered. Go out and walk in the yard. Don't worry. Where can I run like this?"

Then he glanced at his feet.

Housekeeper Cheng hesitated for a few seconds and finally agreed.

But someone followed her out.

Xia Liang walked slowly into the yard, sat down on the bench and watched the servant standing not far away staring at her.

What can I do?

After thinking for a few seconds, she waved her hand and greeted the servant. Leng Buding said to her, "I'm a little thirsty. Pour me a glass of water."

Then he stroked his throat and coughed a few times.

Without the slightest doubt, the servant did as instructed.

Xia Liang sneaked out of the yard on crutches as soon as the servant left.

Limping to the road, he reached out to stop a taxi and reported it to Weining Road. The car drove away on the road.

Before long, the car stopped at Weining Road, paid the money, and Xia Liang got off the car with a crutch.

There was no one on the road. The scattered passers-by hurried by. She tiptoed and walked carefully from the street to the end of the street. She didn't let go of every corner.

But the road has gone more than half, but I still don't see Xia Bingqing.

Don't mention Xia Bingqing, not even a woman like Xia Bingqing.

A cool wind swept the fallen leaves on the ground

She walked forward tremblingly until she came to the end. When she wanted to give up and turn back, she suddenly saw a figure in an alley

The black figure curled up in the corner. His messy hair was stained with several dead leaves. His clothes were wrinkled and covered with stains. It looked like he had picked them up from the garbage.

The man trembled with a few paper sheets. Xia Liang couldn't see the man's face clearly.

But in my heart, I feel inexplicably familiar with this person.

She hesitated and said tentatively, "Mom?"

The man raised his head in panic when he heard the voice, and his dirty face came into sight.

Even though the man's face was yellow, with dirt, and her messy hair covered half of her face, Xia Liang recognized it at a glance. This is Xia Bingqing.

Her mind suddenly trembled and her nose was sour. She walked towards Xia Bingqing.

But Xia Bingqing couldn't recognize her. She looked frightened and saw Xia Liang suddenly get up from the ground. "Sila" threw away her newspaper and stepped back with a weak step.

"Don't... don't catch me, don't..."

Seeing Xia Bingqing's panic, Xia Liang burst into tears.

She stopped and whispered to Xia Bingqing, "Mom, it's me. I'm Xia Liang, your daughter."

Hearing this, Xia Bingqing stopped. She tilted her head and looked at Xia Liang in front of her, whispering: "Xia Liang? Daughter? "

"Yes, I'm your daughter."

Wiped her tears, she looked at Xia Bingqing with red eyes.

Xia Bingqing was silent for a few seconds, stared at her with a pair of eyes, suddenly bit her finger and said to her, "daughter?"

Thinking she remembered something, Xia Liang pointed to his chest and nodded hurriedly: "yes!"

But Xia Bingqing then said something that made her laugh and cry.

"What is it? Can I eat? "

She suddenly took a step forward and shouted at Xia Liang in a daze.

As if poured by a basin of cold water, Xia Liang's tears fell like beads with broken lines.

Wiping away her tears, she smiled and said, "do you want to eat? I have here. Come here and I'll take you to eat delicious food. "

She stood on tiptoe, stretched out a hand to Xia Bingqing and motioned her to come over.