why continue

The sunshine in winter is just like a person's mood. It changes as soon as it is said, and it is as warm as spring just now.

After sending the person back to the room, the travel-worn Chu Ting was just about to go back to the room when he was stopped for the first time.

"Mr. Chu..."

Mo Zhen stood beside the crib, but calling him to stop seemed to make him use up all his courage. When he heard Chu Xuan stop, he was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to speak.

Chu Ting's patience has always been good, he stopped leaving and stood where he was waiting for the boy to speak. After waiting for a long time, he saw that he wanted to open his mouth several times but didn't say anything, so he asked, "Is there anything else?"

Don't hesitate to grab the railing of the crib quietly with his backhand, clear his throat, "Mr. Chu, may I ask... when will you return to China?"

"Undecided yet." Hearing what he said, Chu Wei frowned slightly, "Are you going back to China?"

He thought that he was more satisfied with the current quiet and simple environment, that he could have a quiet environment to raise his children, and he could also have a quiet environment, and he didn't have to bother to face those things that made him sad and people who were difficult to face.

The man started the conversation for him, and it didn't seem so difficult to speak, "I...I'm not, but I have an elder who can't be contacted. It's been so long, I'm afraid he's worried..."

"Is there no contact information?"

Mo Zhen shook his head, "I lost it."

Seeing that he left in a hurry, didn't bring anything, and didn't have time to inform him, the series of events that happened immediately after that put him in a completely chaotic situation. When he calmed down and wanted to contact him, he realized that He has no way to contact him, lost his mobile phone, and can't remember the number. In this unfamiliar country, he can't make up a domestic number, and this matter has been delayed until now.

Before he left, I heard from him that he was going to train for a period of time, and he must be very anxious when he couldn't contact him after the training.

Chu Wei didn't ask too much about his elder, but said, "What's his name? Do you remember where he lives? Provide some basic information, and I'll arrange someone to contact you."

"...to trouble you."

He didn't intend to cause trouble for him, but Ah Zheng should be very anxious since he has been away for so long.Ah Zheng couldn't find him, so he should go directly to Huo Yuanyang. The quarrel between them was already very tense. This time, I'm afraid they will do it if they can't say a few words. Huo Yuanyang is not a good person to get along with. People, he was afraid that Ah Zheng would suffer.

"It's ok."

"Thank you."

Except for his mother, Mr. Chu should be the one who said this sentence to him the most.

This man, who obviously didn't look gentle or even had a sense of distance, saved him, gave him shelter, and didn't blame the child for anything. Although he hasn't mentioned the right to belong to the child until now, he Nor did he deprive him of his current parenting rights.

Perhaps apart from the child, they don't have more ties and intersections, but this is the first person who didn't let him experience "loss" after they had an intersection with him, at least not now.

He seems to have been losing for the rest of his life, he is too afraid of "losing", but people are so strange, the more you are afraid, the more it will happen, whether you want it or not.

"Anything else?"

"No, thank you, Mr. Chu."

"Well, then you can rest." Chu Xuan nodded, and closed the door for him when he left.

As a businessman, Chu Ting's efficiency has always been very fast. Early the next morning, when Mo Gan just woke up, the housekeeper knocked on his door and told him that the person he was looking for had been found.

Before Wei Yuanzheng received this cross-border call, he had already used all available connections and found all the people he could find, and he almost asked for help from his family who had lost contact. He had all the phones in his hand. When he received this call from a distant country, he was so tense that he almost let go of his broken string, and he almost lost his composure to the point of collapsing into the phone and crying bitterly.

When he dialed the number with trembling hands, he was told that Mr. Mo, who was not in good health, had already fallen asleep, so he sat by the phone all night because of jet lag, not daring to leave.

When the phone finally rang, his reaction was half a beat slow, and his stiff neck creaked when he turned. He looked at the string of international long-distance numbers displayed on the phone, and carefully pressed the answer button. "Hello……"

"Ah Zheng, it's me."

Wei Yuanzheng lowered his body slightly, put his arms and elbows on his knees, held the phone next to his ear with one hand, and put his other hand against his nose, "Momo..." He had worked hard, but his voice was still hoarse.

"Well, I'm here." Hearing that the voice on the other end of the phone was not right, he couldn't think that the words that came to his mouth became the phrase "I'm here."

The hand pressing on the nose wing slid up to the root of the nose and pressed it. He didn't suppress the soreness. He took down the phone held next to his ear, rubbed his face vigorously, cleared his throat, and forced the choking in his throat. Pressed it down, "You brat, why did you run away without saying hello? Don't you know that I will be worried? It will affect my game. Do you want to drink northwest wind?" He wanted to pretend It was easy, but at the end I still couldn't hold back, "...you brat, I dreamed that your aunt chased me down with a knife last night, do you know?"