The day Leng Shaoheng came back, it was also such a night.

In the dark sky, Leng Shaoheng stands at the gate of the small garden. The white flower basket is hanging high on the narrow door. The small European door makes Leng Shaoheng lower his head to enter.

Lengyanmo has formed the habit of watching the night sky alone at night. The cold stars in the night sky are always like mother's eyes. In the evening, lengyanmo still holds the puppet cat Abu and sits on the steps. When he looked down, he met Leng Shaoheng's cold eyes.

Surprised, happy and excited, lengyanmo forgot that there was a cat in his arms. He got up and ran to lengyanmo. The cat was frightened, jumped down, squatted on the steps and looked at the cold stranger.

"Dad! dad! You're back at last. Mo Mo missed you so much Leng Yanmo's body pours into Leng Shaoheng's arms. Leng Shaoheng holds Leng Yanmo symbolically, and the expression on his face is dark and unclear.

Leng Yanmo wondered why Leng Shaoheng didn't speak.

"Dad? What's the matter with you? " Asked Mo coldly.

A moment of silence, and then a deep voice with a sense of hoarseness, in his head sounded: "nothing, I'm tired, I went in."

He walked forward a few steps, the pace is heavy, not as resolute as before.

"Dad? What's the matter? " Leng Yanmo is left in the same place by Leng Shaoheng, and has no intention of embracing him.

In the past, this is absolutely impossible, even if Leng Shaoheng did not smile, even if he was silent, his indifference in the gentle, cold words can still feel, but now, there is No. Lengyanmo stood in the same place, at a loss, and didn't know what he had done wrong.

The puppet cat came slowly and rubbed the legs of her trousers. The comfortable feeling made the puppet cat purr.

The night sky is very cold, the earth is very cold, only the kitten is warm.

Lengyanmo picked up the kitten, smelled the fragrance of the kitten, reluctantly said with a smile: "Abu, it's OK. Dad must be too tired. He has been living in the hospital for such a long time and just came back. Let's go and pour dad a cup of tea and let him have a rest. "

Lengyanmo's self consolation is always very effective. No, he takes a brisk step to make tea for Leng Shaoheng.

Leng Shaoheng entered the house, and all the servants saluted along the way.

Even the aunt who was sweeping the floor also stopped and said, "good young master."

But Leng Shaoheng didn't answer. He is like a walking iceberg, where silent, cold to the bone.

Leng Shaoheng arrives at the gate. Villa lights, the whole warm color system with a warm feeling, want to get drunk.

But the appearance of Leng Shaoheng makes the people in the room feel something wrong.

Leng Shaoyun doesn't look over her head. She sees Leng Shaoheng in black. Her eyes are icy and she scans the people in the hall coldly: Charlotte doesn't know who she's chatting with. She laughs exaggeratively. The orchid fingers are pinched in place, which is still uncomfortable. Leng Shaoyun is looking at Zazhi, which is not a good magazine. She can see the spring scene from the side.

Two people see Leng Shaoheng have different expressions. One has expectations in his eyes, the other is disappointed and impatient.

Leng Shaoheng is not willing to talk to them.

Charlotte is still that tone, said: "less constant, you come back."

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