time finally dawns

Chapter 24 Lost Love
The snowflakes in the sky showed no signs of stopping, and a cooing sound sounded.

Jiang Yue woke up because she was hungry. She picked up the watch on the table and looked at it. No wonder she was so hungry.

It was already one o'clock in the afternoon, and she had slept for so long.

Picking up the phone to make a call, a beeping sound came from the other side.

She didn't pick up the call for a long time, and she was a little confused. Nie Danyang's phone calls had been getting busier and busier recently.

Then, she dialed Qi Xiao's number again. After a few beeps, a burst of music came from the other side.

"Sister Yue, happy Christmas Eve. Our junior high school classmates are having a reunion. It's a little noisy. I'll call you back when I'm not busy."

Before Jiang Yue could speak, the call was hung up in a hurry.

Why is this person so impatient? The page on his phone is stuck on Cheng Shen's last message.

She dialed a series of numbers skillfully and said, "The number you dialed is currently on a call. Please call again later."

Yes, no one can contact me.

He had just hung up the phone with Fu Yu, looked at the missed calls on his phone, raised the corner of his mouth, and was about to call back when the bedroom door was opened.

Cheng An walked up to him and looked up, his eyes sparkling with water and questioning, "Are you really my brother?"

At this time, he squatted down to keep his eyes level with Cheng An, stretched out a hand and waited for her response, "Hello Cheng An, this is the first time we meet. I am Cheng Shen."

The little guy said nothing and stared into Cheng Shen's eyes, as if judging whether his words were true or false.

After a while, Cheng Shen felt a soft body in his arms, and his back instantly became stiff.

Cheng An's voice rang in my ears, "I actually have a brother, so the fat man won't dare to bully me."

Because of her blood, Cheng Shen rubbed her little tiger head and showed a smile that even he didn't notice.

Outside the door, Song Si looked at this scene, slowly closed the door, folded his hands around his chest, and had a complicated look in his eyes.

There were no extra furnishings in the room except the bed and table. Cheng An went back to the room to get a puzzle and started playing with it.

He held the puzzle piece in his little hand and put it into the grid, "Brother, why don't you usually live at home?"

He put the color blocks together indifferently, "I go to school in the city, so naturally I live far away."

Cheng An had already started the first part, and a soft voice came.

"Brother, are you studying well?"

He hummed slightly.

Stars appeared in the little girl's eyes, and she looked at him with admiration, "I really envy my brother for being an adult. Unlike me, my mother always asks me to learn piano, painting, and dance. I usually don't have time to stay in class. I don’t get along very well with my classmates, and I feel like they don’t like me very much.”

At the end, the little mouth mumbled a little, which seemed to be a complaint, but it didn't seem to be.

A trace of envy flashed in Cheng Shen's eyes. The sad little person in front of him may not know that even if she doesn't study, she can easily get a lot of things.

"In this world, no one has to be liked by others. Being yourself is the best."

I don’t know if Cheng An, who is still young, can understand the whispered words.

The two stayed in the room all afternoon until dinner time, when Mrs. Zhang came and knocked on the door.

Looking at the half-finished pattern, Cheng An curled his lips and felt a little reluctant. He turned to the young man and said, "Brother, please stay tonight."

There was a lot of fun at the dinner table. The man sitting at the head table put dishes into Cheng An's bowl, reminding her not to be picky about food, and occasionally asking about her schoolwork.

Aunt Zhang stood aside and praised Cheng An's intelligence from time to time. Cheng Shen felt familiar with those words of praise.The smile on Song Si's lips never stopped. It was obvious that she was very satisfied with this kind of life.

It seems that Cheng Shen has never experienced such tenderness and scenes.

At this point, he was like an outsider.

He felt that the rice in front of him had no taste, even a little salty.

The sky outside the window is getting dark, the street lights are on one after another, and the streets are full of people. They smile and look at each other and smile with the people around them. It is quiet and beautiful.

The man looked at Cheng Shen, his eyes dim and unclear, his lips pursed tightly, he wiped his nose inadvertently, then lowered his head and looked at the book in his hand, "You really don't want to stay one night?"

Cheng Shen stopped tying his shoelaces for a moment and glanced at the intact gift next to him.

He stood up and looked at the man on the sofa. He seemed to have not aged after so many years, but he felt different from what he remembered.

Suddenly, his eyebrows stretched, he met the man's gaze, and then looked away, "No need."

Looking at the upright young man in front of him, Cheng Yuanming overlaid it with his childhood figure. The child chasing after him was still missing.

He took a deep breath and turned the page in the book. "Is your mother in good health? She will be in her senior year of high school soon. I will give her more support."

After hearing this, Cheng Shen smiled lightly and put his hand on the handle, "Mom, it's fine."

In the garden, there was a little person lying on a window on the second floor. She clenched her hands and stared at her back outside the window.

Stepping on the snow, his back was straight and he never looked back.

There was a faint sound of piano in the villa. He was not very skillful and even played a few wrong notes, but it always sounded a little sad.

"sorry."

A fluttering word in the snow, blown away by the wind.

At this time, snowflakes were floating under the street lights, and the road was quiet and deserted under the white wooden lamps.

After walking for a while, he heard the sound of a horn honking behind him. He leaned to the left and continued walking.

The car did not drive past him, but drove alongside him. The window was lowered, and the unfamiliar-looking middle-aged man waved his hand to him, "Mr. Cheng said he asked me to take you home, so get in the car."

Sitting in the back seat, he rested his elbows on the car window, raised his brows, and looked at the trees passing by. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't help but ask.

"When did he get married?"

The driver was stunned at first, but then he immediately responded, "You're talking about Mr. Cheng. When I followed him two years ago, he was already married. Miss Cheng An was already 6 years old at the time. At that time, she even held a birthday party. My son was even invited.”

Later, the driver was a little excited. He had a high status to participate in the birthday party and could lead to many connections.

The wind blew the broken hair on his forehead, and a crystal drop fell silently and stayed in the wind.

When they divorced, he was only in the second grade of junior high school.

Meanwhile, there was a commotion going on at the Green Hotel.

The brightly lit hotel lobby was in a mess. The Christmas tree fell to the ground, lanterns and bells were scattered on the ground, and as far as the eye could see, there were pieces of cups scattered around.

When Hao Shangxiong arrived, he saw such a scene. He looked around, passing everyone's faces, and finally stopped at Wen Yun, "What's going on?"

Wen Yun shook his head, looking behind him with a tired look on his brows, smiling slightly, "Si Yu is here too, I'm afraid I'm going to trouble you."

The lobby manager on the side saw this and explained the cause of the matter.

(End of this chapter)