She just got close, he left again

  His mind was on the verge of becoming a mess.

  Irritable, restless, weak.

  Half a day has passed, and Yan Mu Yao's phone is still unreachable...

  Different from 'nobody answers' to 'busy'.

  That is to say, he didn't forget his phone at home, nor did he fail to hear it ringing. He simply didn't want to answer her call, nothing else.

  The fact is chilling.

  Those self-deceptive consolations of hers were ultimately reduced to dust by time, scattering with just one blow, making it hard for her to understand. Yan Mu Yao had abandoned her, no, he never planned to be with her from the start.

  Not even worth mentioning!

  What she called good feelings were just absurd fantasies in her heart.

  It's absurd and ironic beyond words.

  Knock knock——

  Someone knocked on the door of the house.

  She snuggled under the quilt and weakly responded with a "yeah", just as her mother, Rong Ma, came in carrying a tray, "Shang Shang, get up and have dinner."

  When I woke up, I was indeed very hungry, but now there is no appetite left at all.

  Shang Shang again drilled into the quilt, perfunctorily saying, "Rong Ma, put down your things, I'll eat later."

  "Alright..." Rong's mother didn't force the issue either, putting the food on a low cabinet by the wall. As she was about to leave, she added, "Mr. Nian brought your phone back for you, I'll put it here with this."

  Mr. Nian...

  The quilt quickly reacted to the meaning of this sentence, subconsciously got up and asked her, unable to hold back a joyful face, "Has Little Uncle returned?"

  Rong's mother has already walked to the door.

  Upon hearing this, he turned around and said, "He did come back, but only to deliver something to you. He had just left when I went upstairs."

  Just came back and left again!

  The merchant didn't know how he had digested the information, only to wait until she came back to her senses, both feet already stepping on the ground, and not even noticing that the wound on her foot was showing signs of healing.

  The wound is torn apart, and the pain pierces the heart.

  It hurts, but if I want to see him, I can only endure it!

  "Oh no, Miss Shang, little ancestor, you can't run like this!"

  Rong's mother tried to stop him but Rong rushed out of the room without caring, and his mother's cry of surprise was left far behind.

  The elevator arrived just in time, and when Mother Rong rushed over, Shang had already closed the door.

  The elevator keeps going down.

  The merchant stood inside, his face flustered with anxiety.

  She could only keep calling him, trying to get him to wait for her, but how was that possible?

  Even if he agrees, it's not necessarily going to make him listen to her...

  Never felt this elevator ride was so long.

  It was unclear whether it was the pain from the wound on her foot or the anxiety in her heart, but beads of fine sweat broke out on her forehead, and the water in her body surged outward together. Her eyes were scorching hot, but just for a moment, everything had already become blurry.

  Ding——

  The elevator finally arrived at the parking lot.

  The merchant wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes and rushed out without thinking.

  At this time, the parking lot was constantly entering and exiting cars. She was frantic and reckless, but in an instant, the sound of brakes filled the air one after another. Several times she was almost hit by a car body, swaying and staggering, almost falling down.

  "Neurosis!"

  "Madman!"

  "Are you looking for death?!"

  Abusive voices rose around her ears, but she seemed not to have heard them, her expression was numb, and her footsteps couldn't stop.

  The parking lot was very large and she had no idea where Yan Mu Yao's car was.

  Perhaps he has already left, and her search is destined to be in vain.

  Dazed for a moment, his feet stumbled and his body tilted precariously, almost falling over.

  But also because of this, his line of sight unexpectedly collided with that cold back figure in the corner, and his heart was filled with a burst of wild joy.

  Nian Mu Yao had his back to her as he opened the car door and was about to get in.

  "Little uncle!"

  Not far away, she subconsciously called out to him.

  On the other side, Yan Mu Yao had already stepped into the carriage with one foot. As if hearing a sound, he froze and subconsciously turned his head back.

  But he just gave her a cold glance, as if he hadn't seen her at all, and then continued with his action of getting on the bus.

  Suddenly, he accidentally ran into his cold eyes, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and his footsteps slowed down.

  Bang!

  The car door closed, and the vehicle moved slowly at first, then accelerated.

  Throughout the whole process, Shang saw it clearly with a calm gaze, suddenly felt a bit powerless, and then chased after the black car which had already sped away quickly, until it completely left her line of sight.

  The driver looked at the rearview mirror and cautiously opened his mouth to probe, "Mr. Nian, it seems that Miss Shang has fallen..."

  In the back seat, Yan Mu Yao leaned against the chair with his eyes slightly closed, resting his mind.

  From the moment he was called "young uncle", the driver sensed that something was off about him...

  He was secretly hiding something, torturing Shang and even more so himself!

  He didn't respond and lost interest himself. At this time, he carefully responded, talking too much would only lose such a good job opportunity.

  I thought he wouldn't answer.

  The car drove out of the Ri, and the person behind suddenly opened their eyes. Their voice was even colder than the silence in front, "Since Aunt Rong can't take good care of her, then let someone else come over."