Chapter 235 cold

   Across the hazy teary eyes, Sang Qianqian raised her head and looked into a pair of dark, calm, calm eyes.

   There is no emotion, no temperature, no reason, making people feel the coldness of alienation.

  Sang Qianqian was a little dazed, is the person in front of her really Shen Hanyu?

   How could he look at her with such a cold look.

  How could she be so indifferent when she hugged him and cried so sadly.

   As if to prove something, her fingers gently stroked his handsome and determined face.

   She murmured blankly: “Are you Shen Hanyu?”

  Shen Hanyu closed his eyes and instinctively wanted to hold her in his arms.

  But in the end, he just grabbed her wrist and stopped her movement.

Before    came to see her, thinking that long pain is worse than short pain, cut the mess with a quick knife.

   But her pale face and her eyes were red, so he couldn’t bear to speak, and he was afraid that her body could not bear it.

   Today may not be a suitable day, after all, she has just been discharged from the hospital.

   “I don’t think I need to answer this question.”

   He gently pushed Sang Qianqian away, and in a tone that made Sang Qianqian feel extraordinarily unfamiliar, he said lightly, “Why, even I don’t even recognize the courtyard where I have lived for so long?”

  Sang Qianqian looked at him, and for a moment, many thoughts ran through his mind.

   She even thought, did Shen Hanyu, like her brother, have short-term amnesia and don’t remember her?

   “Han Yu, what’s wrong with you? Did something happen?”

   The girl’s voice was very soft and soft, her eyes were gentle, and she contained indescribable concern.

  Shen Han kept his throat stagnant, forcing himself to look away, “There’s nothing, don’t think about it.”

   He turned around and opened the car door, “Let’s go, I’ll take you back.”

  Sang Qianqian hesitated for a few seconds before getting into the car.

   She actually has too many things to say to Shen Hanyu.

  The nightmare that has plagued her for years, the yin and yang ties in the previous life, the fateful encounter and love in this life.

   She wanted to tell Shen Hanyu one by one.

   She owes him too much, and now she just wants to love him well, be nice to him as much as possible, and make up for what she owes in two lifetimes.

   However, Shen Hanyu was too silent, and the air in the car seemed to be stagnant.

   She didn’t know where to start.

   The words that I wanted to say, the thoughts I wanted to talk about, slowly sank, in a messy, suffocating mass, stuck in my heart.

  When the car arrived at Dongshan Villa Courtyard.

  Sang Qianqian got out of the car and turned around, only to find that Shen Hanyu had no intention of getting out of the car.

   The two looked at each other, and he said calmly, “I still have something to do, I have to go to Zhen’s house.”

  Sang Qianqian was stunned, “Then, when will you come back?”

  He was silent for a moment, “I don’t know.”

  Sang Qianqian tried her best to smile: “It’s okay, just go home when you’re done.”

   For her, this small courtyard was her and Shen Hanyu’s home in the capital. She said the word monk very naturally at the moment, and she didn’t think there was anything wrong.

  Shen Hanyu looked at her deeply, with an indescribable meaning in his eyes.

   He didn’t speak any more, started the car and left.

  Sang Qianqian stood on the side of the road, watched the car disappear into the traffic, stood silently for a long time, and then returned to the house.

   “Just back? So soon?”

  Sang Minglang looked behind Sang Qianqian, slightly surprised, “Where’s Shen Hanyu? Didn’t you come?”

  Sang Qianqian pretended to say lightly, “He has something to do, he has to go to Zhen’s house.”

   “So, he didn’t explain to you, why didn’t he come to see you before?”

   “No need to explain.”

  Sang Qianqian said vaguely, “Didn’t Uncle Shen say everything, he’s busy with Zhen’s family and can’t get away at all.”

  Sang Minglang’s face darkened slightly, and he found that he couldn’t understand Shen Hanyu a little.

   If it is said that Shen Hanyu really has some hidden secrets that cannot be told to outsiders, he can’t hide it from Qianqian, right?

   As long as Shen Hanyu still wants to be with Qianqian, this should not be the case today.

   So what does he mean?

  Sang Minglang was about to speak when he caught a glimpse of Sang Pengcheng coming downstairs and changed the subject: “Let’s go to dinner first.”

   At the dinner table, the family ate quietly.

  Sang Pengcheng didn’t ask about Shen Hanyu, but said gently, “You guys will pack up later, and we’ll go back to Yuecheng early tomorrow morning.”

  Sang Minglang and Sang Qianqian were both stunned, “Tomorrow morning?”

   “The capital is not our home after all, you have been delayed for so long, it is time to go back.”

Sang Pengcheng said slowly, “Since you came to the capital, how many things have happened. Minglang disappeared and Qianqian had an accident. I was forced to leave and go to Europe to find you Uncle Zhong. I don’t dare to think about those things until now. Okay. In God’s mercy, let our family be reunited.”

   He looked at his two children lovingly, “In this life, apart from life and death, everything else is trivial and not important. Dad has no other expectations in the future. He just hopes that our family can be together in peace.”

   “I don’t care, I can go back anytime.”

  Sang Minglang glanced at his sister, “Qianqian, she’s afraid she won’t be able to leave.”

   In all fairness, Sang Qianqian certainly didn’t want to leave at this moment.

   But she couldn’t say no.

   Over the past six months, perhaps because of the pain of “bereavement of a son” and “bereavement of a daughter”, Sang Pengcheng has aged a lot.

  Sang Qianqian remembered that when her brother disappeared, her father only had gray temples, but she woke up yesterday and found that her father’s hair was all white, and she felt really sour and uncomfortable.

   is just to accompany her dad back home.

  Although she really wanted to see Shen Hanyu again, she was not in a hurry for a day or two.

   “It’s okay, I can go too.”

  Sang Qianqian made up her mind, “I haven’t been back for so long, it’s time to go back and have a look. It’s the same when I go back to the capital.”

   “What are you doing back in the capital? Looking for Shen Hanyu?”

  Sang Pengcheng frowned displeasedly, “If he has a heart for you, he can come to Yuecheng to find you.”

  Sang Qianqian felt a little uncomfortable, “Dad, you know, Han Yu is very busy right now.”

   “There are too many busy people in the world, and your dad used to be too busy. But if you really want to see someone, you can always find time. No matter how bad it is, you can make a phone call.”

  Sang Pengcheng has also lived most of his life, so there is nothing he can’t understand.

  Daughter was in a coma and lay in the hospital for so long, Shen Hanyu never showed up, let alone made a phone call.

   He was discharged from the hospital today, but he was late, and he didn’t even enter the door when he got outside the small courtyard.

   What does this mean? It can only mean that Shen Hanyu is not interested in Qianqian at all.

   Although Sang Pengcheng had never said anything to Shen Shaofeng before, how could he really not care in his heart.

  Daughter has always been his favorite treasure. He can’t accept Shen Hanyu’s shallow treatment, and he can’t see his daughter being wronged at all.

   “Qianqian, don’t blame dad for talking too much. Shen Hanyu really didn’t say anything to you before. But now he is a member of the Zhen family, his identity has changed, his vision and heart will change either actively or passively.”

  Sang Pengcheng didn’t want to hit his daughter, but as a father, he had to say something, “If people change their minds, it’s useless to force them, it’s just asking for trouble.”

   He looked at Sang Qianqian with a rare serious tone: “If Shen Hanyu doesn’t go to Yuecheng to find you, you don’t have to go back to this capital in the future.”