Lian Yicheng's trust made Nie Xiaotian not know what to say for a moment. He was stunned, staring at Lian Yicheng's face tightly. Lian Yicheng, who had always been cynical, had his expression that he had never felt serious before.

"Others don't understand you, but I still know you very well. It must be no joke to hear Nie Xiaotian say that, so I agree to hand over Yaya to you, just..."

Lian Yicheng's face was a little lonely. His sadness never appeared on his face, but today it was fully displayed in front of Nie Xiaotian.

"Yaya can't let go of Luo Haochen in her heart now. Although she was hurt because she was too persistent in this relationship, it still takes some time to completely let go of her feelings. After all, after all, she has been in love for so long, it is impossible to change overnight."

Nie Xiaotian nodded slightly. He understood that he was just like Lian Siya silently. No matter how many women appeared around him, even more outstanding than Lian Siya, he could not capture his heart.

No matter how unreasonable Lian Siya is, or how imperfect she is, in Nie Xiaotian's heart, she will always be a unique existence and will always be the irreplaceable Lian Siya.

"Xiaotian, I really hope you can slow down and wait for Yaya a little bit. She will always find the beautiful scenery around her. Sooner or later, it will change."

Lian Yicheng had never said such emotional words, and he would not ask others for help. But today, for the sake of Lian Siya, he completely broke his previous style.

Besides, Nie Xiaotian forced Lian Siya to get the person. Regardless of whether the cause was because of Lian Siya's willfulness, Lian Yicheng should have been angry, but it turned out to be such a situation of intimate conversation.

After all, it was just like he said, and everything was just hope that Lian Siya could live a better life and not be obsessed with Luo Haochen's relationship that did not blossom or bear fruit.

"Mr. Lian, don't worry! I will be nice to Yaya. The promise I can give you is just like this, and I don't want to say much about the rest."

Nie Xiaotian didn't say much, but Lian Yicheng was already very satisfied.

"Well, it's just that. If you say too much, I'll fist at you. Do you believe it?"

After Lian Yicheng finished speaking, the evil smile of the past was bent on the corner of his mouth. He didn't blame Nie Xiaotian, but he felt that this person was the one who could bring happiness to Lian Siya. As for whether Lian Siya knows how to cherish the people around her, it depends on her own luck.

...

A few days later

Luo Haochen walked back to the house in depressed manner, with his head hanging down, as if he was weighing a thousand pounds, as if he could fall to the ground at any time.

"Second Young Master?"

The servant looked at Luo Haochen with concern. He waved his hands weakly and signaled not to disturb him, so no one dared to say anything anymore. He was like a bomb detonating at any time. It would be better not to anger Luo Haochen at this time.

From downstairs to upstairs, Luo Haochen didn't know how long it took to get there. He stood at the door and was frightened in his heart. He really didn't dare to push open the door anymore and saw that there was no empty space inside.

After a long time, Luo Haochen took a deep breath and finally pushed the door in. The oncoming breath made him feel suffocated.

In the past few days, Luo Haochen has been using various relationships to search for information about Yun Mengxue's tracking at the entry and exit registration office, but he lost contact again after just after he was online. It seems that Yun Mengxue really doesn't plan to be found and has been traveling around.

"Yunmengxue, you are sure of me and I will regret it one day, right? That's why I torture me in this way, right?"

With a self-deprecating smile, Luo Haochen walked straight forward like a wandering soul, until he reached the top of the bookshelf in the room and had no way out, and finally stopped and looked at the bookshelf with a slanted look.

"Luo Haochen, Luo Haochen, you are the stupidest fool in the world! You have read so many books and contacted so many people, making your head full of paste, right?!"

His inner emotions were rolling like a turbulent sea. Luo Haochen finally knew what regret meant. Thinking of all the things he had always treated Yun Mengxue and his determined determination to do it, he hated himself and slapped him a few times.

"Luo Haochen! You bastard! She is right, you are really the most hateful bastard! Why are you so cruel when facing her? Why do people hurt her? Why do you suddenly become so stupid? Why... Why..."

With his emotions choked, Luo Haochen punched his head with regret, and then he leaned against the wall and slid on the ground with his head in pain.

In the face of love, he is a complete fool. This time he was completely in trouble and lost thoroughly.

"You don't know, you never know. My disguise has always been... in fact... I'm just afraid that I can't help but push you away and eventually lose you! But... the more I worry and be so scared, the more I do such a ridiculous thing, and I'm proud of myself."

The sob seemed not to belong to a man, but at this time, Luo Haochen no longer wanted to worry about maintaining his mysterious image. Without Yun Mengxue, he had completely lost his image.

Luo Haochen frowned so much that he could not frown anymore, and his heart was so painful that he turned his head and looked at the bookshelf with a frustration and entanglement. Luo Haochen's eyes suddenly stopped.

"This is……"

In this location, you can see the painting that Yun Mengxue placed in the last time. It was painted by Luo Haoning, one of which was Luo Haochen and the other one of which was herself.

When Luo Haochen opened the scroll and saw the content inside, he seemed to hear the sound of his heart splitting. He stood up and stumbled out of the door with the painting in his hand.

When he arrived at the foyer, Luo Haochen saw Luo Haoning from afar. He was drawing sketches in the garden at this moment. He walked quickly towards the garden.

"Luo Haoning! What's going on?!"

Hearing Luo Haochen's voice, Luo Haoning put down his pen and turned around. Luo Haochen rushed over with two paintings in his hand. He immediately understood what Luo Haochen was going to say.

"It's nothing more than a foolish and stupid woman who is trapped in emotional entanglement. She wants to use these two paintings to convey the unpopular feelings in her heart."

With a sarcastic response, Luo Haochen felt like he was thundering! What else should he doubt now? These two paintings are the best explanation.

"Yunmengxue...Yunmengxue..."

My heart seemed to be bleeding, my eyes were filled with pain. Luo Haochen's heart was filled with heartbreaking calls, but he could no longer summon the woman who had once been deeply in love with him.

The painting fell to the ground with a "swish" and Luo Haochen stepped backwards, his eyes becoming empty. No matter what he said, he could not express the sadness in his heart.

Seeing Luo Haochen like this, Luo Haoning felt unbearable. He turned his wheelchair and leaned over to pick up the painting that was about to be sealed and blown away on the ground, then looked up at Luo Haochen.

"Now, saying 'If I had known today, why should I have been there?' is really too cruel for you, so I'd better not say anything, you know what you think."

“There are…numbers?”

Luo Haochen felt a blank mind, and he sneered and shook his head.

"Luo Haoning, what sarcastic words are you talking about?"

Luo Haoning sighed slightly and shook his head, expressing helplessness and sympathy for Luo Haochen, who is now in a mess.

"Her 'freedom' is given by you. Since you can't catch it, don't pursue it hard anymore. Give Mengxue the freedom and life she should have."

These words undoubtedly sentenced Luo Haochen to death.

"Give her 'freedom'? What you mean is... let me let go completely and stop looking for her again, right?"

This time, it was Luo Haoning's sneer.

"Didn't you let go long ago? After all, you forced me to leave. What else do you have to say? What else can you do?"

Luo Haochen was stunned, and his words left him speechless.

Luo Haoning turned around and continued to paint. Luo Haochen was stunned and crazy now. It would be useless to talk to him more. Let him leave some blank time to think about it carefully.

...

The streets are bleak in the autumn wind, and the fallen leaves are swirling by the wind.

Luo Haochen was like a lonely ghost, dragging his body that seemed to be almost unable to hold up, slowly floating on the street.

I don’t know whose store it was, but suddenly a song "Underrush" was played according to the situation, which made people feel extremely sad...

"Listen to my footsteps follow your back, and you will stumble as soon as you get close! Look at your hair darker than the sky, and you will turn into ashes as you caress. It's like falling leaves taking off just because they have withered, saying goodbye is so like a date."

"It's like kissing me is not my own tears, but I think! Because it's so important, I seem meaningless. The more I want the relationship you don't dare to give it. There is nothing cute, there is nothing sad. The more perfect the rose, the closer it is to haggard."

"Are you not like who I have loved? Destiny doesn't need to be reincarnated again! Wait for the ambiguous clouds to burst into tears until it's dark, so dark that they don't have to face it! Wait for the ambiguous clouds to fall into flowing water, and you won't be afraid to face it if you don't meet again!"

Luo Haochen clenched his fists tightly and covered his heart with force. This song seemed to be singing about him and Yun Mengxue, which well interpreted the love between them. He was entangled with one step forward and one step backward, and he could never be connected to a node.

In late autumn, the withered yellow leaves fall down in the north wind, mixed with dust and blew in circles, forming miniature tornadoes of all sizes on the roadside.

The common sandy weather in the north in spring and autumn dyed the sky with a layer of haze, like a chaotic dark yellow fog, which could not be dispelled no matter what, just like Luo Haochen's depressed mood at this time.

He shook his body slightly, leaning on the roadside with one hand on the dead tree trunks with almost the same leaves, looking up at the sky in pain, wondering if it was going to be a dirty rain mixed with dust or the first snow started to fall in advance because of the cooling?

In the dim sky, Yun Mengxue's beautiful and lovely face suddenly appeared. Luo Haochen's blood-filled eyes lit up slightly. Although he knew it was an hallucination, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, wanting to touch the person he had been thinking about day and night.

However, just half of his hand was stretched out, Yun Mengxue's figure was ruthlessly dissipated by a cold wind blowing from it. Luo Haochen felt so disappointed that he had a sound of falling to the ground.

The stretched out hand bent slightly, and Luo Haochen slowly withdrew his hand back with a lonely expression, clenched it tightly! Clench it tightly again!

"Yun... Mengxue, where are you? Where are you? I...I was wrong, I knew I was wrong! I really... I miss you so much! I really want to see you!"
Chapter completed!