Meng Sheng was stunned, staring blankly at the previous sentence. Her eyes were filled with tears again without her realizing it. The wind gently brushed across her face once again.
It made her deeply feel the warmth that she had lost all night.
Her eyelashes fluttered lightly, and the crystal pearls sparkled in the morning light.
Like a flash in the pan, it crashed into the stone bricks and quickly disappeared and evaporated.
Look forward.
Don't always look back.
These two sentences were like two soft swords, piercing her heart squarely.
This was the first time she received a text message of comfort from this mysterious number.
With...emotional comfort.
The feeling was really wonderful, as if something like a branding iron was touching her heart.
It hurts a little, but it's hot.
These two sentences seem simple, but they are very difficult to do.
How much effort, courage and determination did she need to actually do this?
Her mother was buried in the past. Even for her mother, no matter how much pain she had to endure, she couldn't help but look back.
Her nostalgia, her memories.
She couldn't forget.
Meng Sheng didn't know how long she had been sitting on the stairs until the sun became very hot and made her feel dizzy, and then she came to her senses.
She tried hard to pull herself out of this extremely sad and upset mood, slowly stood up, and went to the monitoring observation room in the park.
Guining Mountain is located at the outermost part of the northern suburbs of the city. Meng Sheng called the housekeeper of the Meng family's old house and asked him to come and pick him up.
Although she, Meng Chengli and Meng Shixu did not live in the old house often, the house was still kept clean and tidy.
But the atmosphere is a little colder, not as warm as when Xu Li was here.
But home is still home, and it gives her a sense of belonging that she rarely has anywhere else.
The housekeeper was very happy to see her back and asked the kitchen to prepare several of her favorite dishes.
It was a pity that she was alone and couldn't eat so much. The housekeeper felt a little regretful.
When he knew that she was going back to the south of the city in the afternoon, he asked her to stay at his house for one night and go back tomorrow, but Meng Shengwan refused.
He didn't try to persuade her again, but immediately ordered the kitchen to make her a three-cup chicken, braised prawns, steamed pork ribs with rice flour, pigeon soup, and a few of her favorite desserts.
Meng Sheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He felt like he was back in his childhood, being chased and fed by the housekeeper and several cooks.
His originally heavy mood was relieved a lot, he felt more relaxed, his face was not so tense anymore, and his eyes were shining again.
The whole person looked alive, not as lifeless and zombie-like as he was in the cemetery.
After dinner, she went to the living room to chat with the housekeeper for a while, and then went to Xu Li's studio.
Xu Li's studio is very large and includes a collection room. In addition to her own paintings, there are also collections of paintings from all over the world.
She remembered that when she was a child she liked to come to the studio, paint with her mother, and listen to her mother tell the stories in the paintings and how to match and render the colors.
Every corner here is filled with the shadow of her childhood.
It also carries many warm memories for her and her mother.
She stayed in there for about an hour, and only came out when she had almost digested the suppressed emotions.
Then I went upstairs to my old room and took a shower. When I came down again, the housekeeper had already packed everything that needed to be packed.
She looked at the four or five thermos bags, and even the fruit salad.
Meng Sheng was dumbfounded and said with a mixture of laughter and tears, "Kang Bo, you've brought too many."
"Not much, not much. How can it be much? It's just a meal. You can heat it up and eat it when you get home in the evening."
Kang Bo smiled kindly and said, "It's rare for you to come back, so I must prepare more food for you. We were really rushed today, and many dishes can't be prepared..."
"Don't rush. This is already very rich. Thank you, Kang Bo." She smiled and went up to hug him. "Luckily, we have you and Aunt Yue in our family. Every time I come back, I never feel lonely."
Kang Bo paused, patted her on the back, and said with a smile, "Of course we have to be here, otherwise it would be so lonely when you and your brother come back. Your brother rarely comes back throughout the year, but you are in Beijing, so come back more often when you have time."
Meng Sheng's eyes reddened, "Kang Bo..."
"Okay, okay, why are you crying in the middle of this? Just come back more often in the future. No matter how long or how late you come back, we will always be waiting for you at home."
Meng Sheng sniffed and said, "Yeah, okay, I know. I will definitely come back often in the future."
Cumber probably couldn't stand the sentimental atmosphere anymore, so he comforted her with a few words and immediately had the servants carry these things into the car.
Meng Sheng originally planned to drive a car back by herself in the garage, but Kang Bo wouldn't let her and insisted that the driver take her. She had no choice but to obey.
It was already 4:30 in the afternoon when we arrived at the Left Bank Courtyard.
The car was stopped in front of the gate. Meng Sheng lowered the window and was about to communicate with the people in the security booth when a familiar black Bentley drove out.
Pei Sui held the steering wheel and didn't take the Cayenne seriously.
When the other car's window was rolled down, he just glanced at it casually, then immediately stepped on the brakes and rolled down the passenger window as well.
After Meng Sheng finished speaking, he honked the whistle to signal.
When Meng Sheng heard the horn, she turned her head and bumped into Pei Sui's deep and indifferent eyes. She was stunned for a moment, a little surprised. She hurriedly said to wait a moment to the driver in front, then pushed open the car door and got out.
She walked to the passenger door of the Bentley and asked, "Why are you home at this hour?"
"I came back to get a document." Pei Sui glanced at her and asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you send me a message?"
Meng Sheng was slightly startled. He glanced at the two file bags on the passenger seat and smiled. "I wanted to give you a surprise, but I didn't expect to run into you here."
Pei Sui's eyes darkened slightly, and the corners of his lips curled slightly, "Well, I was indeed surprised. This car is..."
Her brain froze for a second, and then she realized that she had told a lie and would have to use countless lies to cover it up.
She felt a little tired, but her face remained relaxed. "Sister Qiuyi came back after breakfast. I was still sleepy at that time, so I didn't ask her to wait for me. I also wanted to stay in my mother's studio for a while."
After a brief explanation, she changed the subject again, "This is my brother's car, but he rarely drives it. I was planning to drive it back, but the housekeeper, Comber, was worried and insisted that the driver take me."
Pei Sui glanced at her still red and swollen eyes, pursed his lips, and said, "Wait a moment, I'll turn around."
"Ah? You're not going out?"
"It's not urgent. We can go later or tomorrow."
"Okay." Meng Sheng didn't say anything else, pointing to the Cayenne beside him. "Comber also packed a lot of things for me. I'll put them in your car first. We have to register and take photos before we can get this car in. It's very troublesome, so let's not waste time."
"OK."
Pei Sui unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car. "I'll help you get it."
He walked over, nodded slightly to the driver who got out of the car in front, and moved the things in the trunk to the back seat of his car.
"Are they all food?"
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