C18 (2/2)

After clearly seeing the person on horseback again, he actually felt a sense of relief in his heart. Why did he think of Xia Ying as Sophie? There was no saving him.

Xia Ying saw that the person in front of him was in a state of panic, and he didn't know what he was doing this for. After arriving here, all the unease and hesitation seemed to have been magnified indefinitely.

Xia Ying, who was not confident in Zhong Zhen in the first place, felt even more uneasy after seeing Zhong Zhen's expression. A woman's sixth sense was always extraordinary.

”You're here? I'm sorry to have ridden your horse. ”

Zhong Zhen got on and hugged Xia Ying. Only then did he calm down a little. He wanted to tell her about the background of this horse, but he felt that telling Xia Ying now would only make her move further away from him. Thus, he restrained himself from saying anything.

”Take you around.”

”Mary brought me to take a look.”

”Can she be the same as me?” Zhong Zhen laughed as he argued. Seeing that she was silent again, he asked, ”What do you want to eat at noon?”

”Whatever.” For some reason, Xia Ying felt that the current Zhong Zhen was especially different from before. It seemed like this place was really not an ordinary place. It was such a special place, why did she bring her to stay here?

In fact, Zhong Zhen did not understand why he would be moved after coming here. He had thought that the matter that he had let go of would actually cause him to feel so troubled. I truly regret bringing Xia Ying here.

The two of them walked around for a bit, and since it was near noon, they went back. Zhong Zhen passed the horse to Mary. Xia Ying asked him some questions about the house's design. It had been a long time, and as he recalled, he told her about the original idea.

”I think your house should be renovated.”

”Hearing you say this, my father is going to die of anger. At least, you could say that it's the Deco Design Company, or the Construction Company. ”

”The essence is the same.”

The two of them chatted idly, not mentioning what they were really thinking at the moment. Mary laid out the food on the table and the two began to eat earnestly.

”Are you done?”

”There are still some finishing tasks, what about it? Is it really that boring? ”

”Fortunately, I will probably go back first.”

”What's the hurry? We'll go back together. Give me some time. ”

Xia Ying just felt that no matter how beautiful the scenery was and how much she liked it, it would all be uncomfortable. Zhong Zhen thought that using all sorts of methods to coax her out to relax would make her a little happy, but he never thought that it would actually make her unhappy. And he really didn't know what the problem was.

The entire afternoon, Xia Ying hid inside the study room. Initially, she didn't want to be awkward with Zhong Zhen, but after looking through the books, he found many interesting books, all of which she couldn't buy before, or had been so busy that she forgot about them.

He moved a few books over and read them on the sofa with relish.

Zhong Zhen saw that she had found some fun in the study room, so he did not disturb her. Ye Zichen moved his computer to the side to handle some complicated business. The two of them were busy doing their own thing, it was very harmonious. Xia Ying raised her head, feeling that it would be better to not talk like this.

Not long after, a picture of Zhong Zhen and an Asian girl with a ponytail laughing so simple and pure appeared in an old book. They were both very young, perhaps eighteen or nineteen years old. The student seriously looked at the camera.

Xia Ying looked at the photo and then put it back. This was the person in his heart, the farm, the glazier, the field of flowers, and maybe the horse, everything here belonged to this girl. Since he couldn't forget, then he shouldn't force himself to forget it, and he shouldn't offend others again.

Xia Ying took back the books and placed all of them back into their original positions. Only the copy of ”One Hundred Years of Solitude” with the photos inside was placed on the desk in an inconspicuous position. Maybe he hadn't been able to find it for a long time. Why does it have to be a hundred years of loneliness?

He returned to his bedroom without a word. He didn't know what he was actually doing.

Zhong Zhen subconsciously looked up to where Xia Ying was sitting, only to realize that it was already empty. He did not know when she left, and the things on hand were not over, he would look for her later.

Xia Ying looked at her bag on the sofa. All her passport and documents were still there, it was just that she didn't have enough cash and the credit card wasn't there. She reckoned that they probably didn't bring them with him as she checked her jacket and wallet.

In the middle of the layer, and also the girl in the photo in the study, Xia Ying did not realize how her hands could tremble so much.

Taking the money from the ticket, he remembered that he was in the countryside and took his car keys. He silently went to the garage and drove away Zhong Zhen's car. Why run?

If they couldn't get together, then he would have to retreat in time when he could still pull away. This was Xia Ying's only thought at the moment.

After Zhong Zhen finished doing all the work, he stood up to look for Xia Ying. There were no signs of him anymore. At this time, Xia Ying was already in the airport.