Chapter 895: Lingering (2)

I shook my head. "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."
She put the bag down and looked around, "Is Tang Yan at home?"
The steward shook his head. "The young master is not here! I went on a business trip with Mr. Jan early this morning and said that he was going to the Sayan Desert."
Going to the desert?
"When will he come back?"
"The young master didn't say anything. He didn't say, and we dare not ask."
"……Oh."
Moan groaned for a moment, took the phone, and pressed the string of familiar numbers to go out. However, when I pressed it to my ear, I heard a mechanical sound of ‘Unreachable’.
It's cold.
She lost her phone and slowly lowered it.
The housekeeper saw her emotions at a glance. "Ms. Xun, did you call the young master?"
"……Ok."
"There was no signal in the entire area except the base of the young master over the Sayan desert. The young master used to sell arms this time. I am afraid he will not stay at the base, so it may be difficult to find him."
no signal.
I was deeper in my heart.
In the end, I put down the phone.

For the next two days, I didn't contact Tang Li.
The third day, at night.
Lying in her bedroom, when she was groggy and about to fall asleep, she heard the roar of a car outside, and she got out of bed almost immediately.
Looking at the curtains, the two intense beams of light from the car came from far and near.
Is Tang Yan coming back?
She was already rejoicing. He couldn't even put on the slippers, opened the door and went out.
Hurrying all the way to the living room, every step is very brisk, I don't even know myself, but I just missed him for a few days, and I missed it.
He was about to be summoned, but when he saw the man standing in the hall, those two words hadn't been exited, and they were stiffly closed in his throat.
Not Tang Yan ...
"Haven't slept so late?" The comer also met her and greeted her.
"... Um." I nodded, "Why are you back so late?"
It is Tang and Song.
"I'll come back and pick up something." Tang Song looked at her with a little funny, "How do I think you seem to be particularly disappointed in seeing me."
Ok?
I immediately shook her head. "No, I'm not disappointed."
"Wait for my brother, right?" Tang and Song glanced through his mind at a glance.
I felt embarrassed and wanted to deny it, but now I deny it, I feel like I have no silver here. Therefore, just standing there, no snoring, is considered the default.
"When my brother contacted me, I must convey your thoughts about him. Maybe he didn't care about anything and flew back immediately."
Looking at Tang and Song, "Your brother contacted you?"
"Well, got in touch. We're still on the phone today."
"... Oh." After a while, only a moment later, his tone faded. These days, he hasn't called back a single phone, nor even called her, she thought there was no signal in the desert.
original……
Actually it was just that he didn't want to contact.
That's it.
"Don't ... my brother didn't contact you?" Tang Song looked at him tentatively. She was disappointed, he could see clearly.
I barely smiled and shook his head.
Tang and Song were also very surprised.

Tang and Song took things and drove away. I sent him out before returning to the villa.
The lamp of the whole villa was darkened again. She stood in the darkness, only feeling empty, and even her heart was empty.
She had never felt this way before Tang Yan was at home.
So, what happened to myself?
That night, I didn't sleep well. I did n’t have any appetite for breakfast in the morning. When I put down the chopsticks, I could n’t help but asked the housekeeper,
Have you ever called back yet?

"Well, the young master may be too busy and has never heard of him."
"……Ok."
I nodded, and didn't say much, just took the bag to work.

The day.
After work, I was picked up by Tangmen's driver.
Dinner is another person.
She ate insipidly, thinking in her mind, if Tang Yan never comes back, she will move to Slang from tomorrow. Living alone in this large house is lonely, and it is very unpleasant.
As I was thinking about it, suddenly, the steward's voice rang from the outside.
"Young Master, you are back!"
Suddenly her thoughts stopped, and then, hearing the familiar footsteps, she jumped up uncontrollably, almost immediately dropping her chopsticks and going out.
"Ms. Xi has been waiting for you these days! Every day I am asking when you will be back and have you called?"
I think the housekeeper has a lot to say.
"Is she still living here these days?" Tang Yan's tone was a little excited.
"Well. You are not here, Miss Tong has been living here all the time and hasn't gone anywhere." The steward reported dutifully, "I can see that, and she is looking forward to your return every day."
then……
Tang Yan didn't speak, and He didn't know what he looked like at the moment.
but……
Her inexplicable cheeks were red, and she sighed that the housekeeper had talked a lot.
The urge to go out to meet him was forced to be forced down by himself.
Just sit there quietly and wait.
The familiar footsteps were getting closer and closer to themselves. Every time, it sounded like a drum beat to her heart. As she got closer, her heartbeat jumped inexplicably.
What happened to myself?
Obviously, I haven't seen him for only four days ...
I was thinking that someone else was already in the restaurant.
I forcibly suppressed the surging mood before raising my head.
Two people face each other, his charming eyes have a bit of affection. He smiled quietly at him, "Are you back?"
"Ok."
Tang Yan didn't say much, he just sat down silently beside him.
The servants began to make dishes, and I always lowered my head, pretending to eat seriously, but my eyes couldn't help stealing him. Being so close, he still had the good smell, but after a few days, he looked a little tired. The environment in the Sayan desert is notoriously bad, and apparently he also suffered there.
"I don't know if you're coming back, so I didn't do what you like. Today in the kitchen, all of them are like Mrs. Xie." The steward explained the dishes as they set up the dishes in person.
"It doesn't matter. I like what she likes." Tang Yan said lightly.
When he said that, he turned to look at him. He was watching him at the moment, caught by his eyes, she froze for a moment, and his heartbeat was disturbed, and his face turned away. Tang Yan, however, has always projected her gaze on her small, pure face, never moving away.