Looking at this young master, sister-in-law Zhou couldn't help mentioning it.

Wenqingzhu some uncertain mouth, "Dad, I didn't quite understand."

When he said this, Wen Qingzhu's voice trembled slightly. He felt something in his heart, but he was not sure, and he was afraid that it was really like that.

Wen Qingzhu's eyes are trembling. His hand holding the mobile phone is tighter and tighter, just like his heart and tight spirit.

Listening to Wen Qingzhu's words, Mo Fu hesitated and said, "Qingzhu, you don't have to worry about Qiuxi. She's OK. She left you a letter. Come and have a look when you have time."

Wen Qingzhu's heart seems to be stuck in his throat. The tip of his heart shakes. He is a little uneasy, nervous and flustered.

He doesn't know what Qiu Xi wrote for him.

Wen Qingzhu said: "Dad, I'll be right there."

"Right now, this It's nine o'clock. Are you coming now? The weather forecast in the evening and the snow.... "

My father was a little surprised. Maybe he was worried about Wen Qingzhu!

"It's OK, Dad. I'll drive right over."

Wen Qingzhu was afraid that his father would refuse, so he hung up and put on his coat in a hurry, ready to drive to his mother's home.

There are some gifts at home. Wen Qingzhu takes them all to the car and is ready to take them to his home.

Even if he didn't go to the stranger's house, he could not sit still and sleep all night.

For the first time, Wen Qingzhu was so eager.

When Wanqing broke up with him, he didn't feel so flustered.

Today, even if it's snowing heavily, he will go to the stranger's house.

On the bus, Wen Qingzhu will speed up.

When he was a teenager, he used to be a racing driver. The passion of his youth seems to have been a long time.

That kind of heart flustered, that kind of young impulsive feeling, all emerged in this night.

When Wen Qingzhu is driving, his mobile phone rings. He glances at it. It's Qiu jingman. He doesn't answer, but his mobile phone keeps ringing.

At the traffic lights, Wen Qingzhu picked up.

He just asked what his mother had said to Qiuxi that day.

"Qingzhu, where are you now?"

"I'll go to the stranger's house."

"It's so late. Why do you go to Mojia? The weather forecast says it's snowing."

Wen Qingzhu felt very tired and tired. "Mom, I'm not a child now. I'm so old. I have the right to decide what I want to do. Can you do anything else?"

"OK, when I grow up, my wings are hard. I don't need my mother anymore..."

Wen Qing frowned and said coldly, "Mom, I ask you, what did you say to Qiu Xi that night? Didn't you say she was fine at home? Why didn't she be here on December 2829, and when she left later, you didn't tell me, mom, you lied to me! "

When Wen Qingzhu said this, his voice was bleak, and he seemed to have some helplessness and pain.

"I'm not for your own good, you say. I'll tell you. Can you go back to China at that time? Think for yourself? "

Wen Qingzhu was silent when he heard this.

When the green light came on, he was driving with his mother.

"I'll go to the stranger's house. I'll talk about it later."

"Qingzhu, mom is for you..."

"Mom, if I can't find Qiu Xi, I'll be crazy. Do you know that I asked myself that I didn't apologize to anyone but her, but mom, you treat her like that. She follows me wholeheartedly. How can you..."

Wen Qingzhu wanted to know how ugly his mother might have said.