Tang tilted her head down and thought of breaking her heart. She buried her face in the soft scarf and let her tears be absorbed by the scarf.

……

Xiao Fengting left, life needs to continue.

Although he didn't live here for a few days, he left a lot of things.

They went to the supermarket to buy a toothbrush. He picked it up and put it in the washroom. When Tang Qing went to clean it up, he was still in a daze for a long time. Until downing called her down the stairs and came up to her in person, he found that she was sitting on the toilet with the rest of the man's things crying.

Xiao Fengting's toothbrush, toothpaste and tooth cup, all the things he left behind were packed in a transparent storage box by Tang Qing. The scarf and gloves she had knitted for him were also put into it.

It's like time has been sealed up, waiting for their master to come back and open them in person.

Xiao Fengting left in a hurry. Once there was no news, Tang Qing couldn't help but want to go back to Tongcheng. But she knew that even if she went back, she couldn't get any news from Xiao Fengting.

Maybe only in this way can she realize clearly that they are not people of the same world.

Their world, in fact, is connected by Xiao Fengting unilaterally. It used to be, and it is now.

Once upon a time, she might not have thought that she would be so eager to get close to the family and get some news from Xiao Fengting.

She began to pay close attention to the domestic financial news frequently, hoping to find some clues about Xiao Fengting from the news. However, the foundation of Xiao's family for hundreds of years has been hidden in the dark place of history since ancient times. In the nearly half year since the disappearance of Xiao Fengting, the news of Xiao's group has always been calm and calm, and it is still the same today.

His identity is unlikely to be exposed to public speculation.

When she realized this, she was still a little disappointed. She had to cheer herself up and comfort herself. Sometimes there was no news, but it was the best news. At least, when Xiao Fengting was killed, it was impossible for the Xiao family not to be quiet and the news would not be so calm.

The winter in London is very long in Tang Qing's memory. It's always colder than Tongcheng. It's snowing for a long time. For ten days and a half months, the snow will not melt.

But I don't know what happened this year. This winter passed in a flash. When she realized that the trees in the yard were sprouting, she realized that it was March.

How can time pass so fast?

It has been half a year since he left her.

In the past six months, it seems that nothing has changed. Time solidifies when he leaves. Her world is stagnant because of his departure.

Sometimes Tang Qing can't help thinking whether he really can't come back.

Otherwise, how could that person refuse to give her any news, or how could he not let a word be reported?

How much longer will it take for them to meet again?

Every time I think of this problem, the heart can't help but roar up, bang bang hit her chest pain.

She's worried about him. She's worried to death.

She couldn't help but admit it.

At the beginning of March, Xu Zhiyuan found them and told them that he had a very good doctor who was willing to do corneal transplantation for Tang Qing for free.