Even, she would rather bear some pain on her own than see him unhappy.

Just as he pushed her away and responded to the crisis of the Qiao Group alone, she flew back from Chicago without even going to school and wanted to accompany him.

During the Qingming Festival, rain is everywhere.

Time seemed to have come to an abrupt end, but there was no more cheerful figure in the empty house.

He knew what he wanted to see most when he came back, but the more he wanted, the more he couldn't do it.

Why would she still wait for him at Qiao's house

There have been countless times when he pushed open the living room door, and even though he saw her sitting on the sofa in the living room waiting for him, waiting tirelessly, sometimes curling up, sometimes napping, and sometimes watching TV.

But without exception, as long as she comes back, she will be happy, jump off the sofa, help him with slippers and coats attentively, and smile, "I'm waiting for you."

Now, she is not waiting for him.

She waited for him long enough, but she didn't warm up his heart.

She won't wait for her anymore.

After spending all those days together, his bones and blood had already melted into his blood. Now that she left him, he was at a loss.

Qiao Sinian took a sip of cigarette and looked silently at the rain outside the window.

Qiao's house is still the same, but because no one has taken care of for a long time, the trees in the garden have grown taller, lush branches and leaves, and a lot of weeds have grown.

Qingming is still the same Qingming Festival, as if time has not gone far away.

He even remembered the scene of going to the cemetery early that morning. He passed by before dawn. If he hadn't been so self-righteous at the beginning, but had he woken her up with him, everything would not have happened later.

He almost passed by her.

She didn't move the things in the secret compartment of the study, and there was a layer of dust on it, and no one cleaned it for a long time.

There is nothing else in the secret, that is, Qiao Chengfan’s paternity test and their marriage certificate, they are all from several years ago.

He didn't ask her about the marriage certificate, so he went to get it without telling it.

She still doesn't know her married identity.

A self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of Qiao Sinian's lips. He arranged everything with a self-righteous manner, but he had never asked her if she wanted it.

The rain outside the window hit the window, and the water flowed down the glass, blurring his vision.

In his vision, there were only flowers, plants, trees, no one, and no one he wanted to see.

The sky is filled with fog and there is no end to see.

After smoking a cigarette, he did not continue and walked out of the study.

Several newly hired servants were cleaning Qiao's house. When they saw him, they would stop their work and bent down and bow: "Sir."

A young servant was holding a bouquet of forget-me-nots in a vase that had long been withered and ready to throw it away.

He frowned: "Wait."

Qiao Sinian walked over and reached out to grab the bouquet in the vase.

The flowers have long been drying poorly and withered and declined.

He smiled awkwardly and it turned out that two years had passed invisibly.

He let go of his hand and threw the flowers in the bottle: "Take them away and buy a few roses in two days to put them on."

"Okay, sir, what kind of rose do you want?"

"random."

The weather was not cold, so Qiao Sinian walked to the steps outside the living room and looked into the distance.

After Qiao Zhai mortgaged it, it was obvious that Ye Jiaqi did not intend to take it back. The mortgage date had passed long ago. He spent three times the money to redeem it and used the amount of money frozen in the bank.
Chapter completed!