Chen Yuan saw that Xia Yiyi was so miserable that he couldn''t extricate himself. All the other questions he wanted to ask were swallowed back. At this time, we can only choose some gentle words to comfort: "don''t worry too much, young lady. Young master will be fine. The master and his wife sent a plane to let you return home as soon as possible. "


    "I''m not going." Xia Yiyi curled up in the hospital bed, rarely insisted: "I''ll wait here!"


    Chen Yuanwen exhorted: "the little grandmother is pregnant now, so she''d better go back home and have a rest. We can do the rest..."


    Xia Yiyi''s insistence on her face was unmoved. Chen Yuan sighed: "young granny, you''d better think about it. I''m not familiar with the land in country A. in case something happens..." He said and raised his eyelids to see Xia Yiyi, but she didn''t have too much reaction except that she was still stunned.


    Chen Yuan had no choice but to take all the people out of the ward. After going out, he nodded at a doctor and said to him, "get ready. Today you will take your little grandmother to the country. I''ll stay and continue to deal with the following things."


    In the afternoon, a private plane took off from country a.


    When Xia Yiyi woke up again, she was already in Ouyang''s big villa.


    "Young granny, you wake up..." Xia Yiyi opened her eyes to see the first person is the old maid Li Ma who has served in Ouyang''s home for many years. She is very anxious to stay by her bed.


    Xia Yiyi covers her head and sits up. Li Ma puts a soft pillow behind her to make her lean comfortably.


    "Why am I here..." Xia Yiyi looks around and makes sure that she is already in China, or the villa of Ouyang family, not the hospital of a country!


    "Mr. Chen sent you back all night. You have been sleeping." Li Ma said carefully.


    Xia Yidun wanted to understand, and then the doctor came in and said to her what to do nutrition injection to protect the fetus, maybe the medicine was mixed with the ingredients of stability, so that she would fall asleep.


    "Why Why do you do this to me... " Xia Yiyi grasped his hair in pain and kept beating his head.


    "Young granny, don''t do that!" Li Ma distressed to dissuade, rough hands over and over again stroked her long hair, let her heart gradually calm down.


    Xia Yiyi became a tearful person and said, "Mom Li, have you found the Mo now? Is he all right? "


    Li Ma looked at her like this, Wen Yan said: "young master has no news, you pay attention to your body."


    No news Xia Yiyi Leng for a moment, suddenly grinned: "no news is not to prove that Mo may still be alive? Then I must wait for him at home! Mom Li, I''m hungry. Can you make me some rice? "


    Li Ma didn''t expect Xia Yiyi to cooperate so much. She was willing to take the initiative to eat. She was also very excited and said, "well, little grandma, wait a minute. I''ll cook for you."


    Watching Li Ma leave, Xia Yiyi sits on the bed with her knees bent. Her face is wet and her mouth is inexplicably bitter. She cried. She didn''t know when she began to cry, but tears were like spring water that couldn''t be stopped, surging out and rolling down.


    When Li Ma came in with the meal, she saw Xia Yiyi crying in bed and her clothes were all wet. She knows that the relationship between the young grandmother and the young master is better than those ordinary couples. Now the young master is missing, leaving her alone. I really don''t know how she should live.


    No matter how much persuasion, some pain can only be borne silently. Li Ma quietly put the rice on the table, took the door and went out.


    Xia Yiyi doesn''t know the time, day and night, leaning on the head of the bed, legs and feet have some numbness, just staggered up.


    Walking in the familiar villa, Xia Yiyi has a feeling of being separated from others. Everything in the villa did not change at all. It was still the way she left at that time, but the people who lived in it no longer had the people she loved and cared about in her heart.


    That''s what we say.


    Xia Yiyi''s hand glides over every furnishing furniture. At that time, when she bought it, she did it all by herself. She didn''t let her worry more.


    Continue to walk, bedside placed a very delicate table lamp, gently open, dim yellow light mottled projected on the table, shallow halo cast down, so soft let xiayiyi''s hand tremble towering rub again. Heart pain, seems to be more serious, in the past, whenever she was not happy sitting at the head of the bed, Mo would come, but now


    Xia Yiyi shakes her head vigorously, unwilling to think about the result that scares her most.


    Looking up at a picture hanging above the head of the bed is a group photo of her and Ouyang Mo, which was taken when they got married. Xia Yiyi is wearing a long white dress, a high bun, and a precious blue agate stone around her neck. She is gently holding Ouyang Mo, a tall and handsome man on her side. Ouyang Mo was dressed in a tailored rock grey suit with a white shirt made of Egyptian long staple cotton, which further set off his tall and slender figure. It also adds elite temperament.


    Xia Yiyi looked up at the group photo, tears unconsciously flow down, no cry, just let the tears continue to flow down, strong feelings such as Taishan like to hit her head.While crying, Xia Yiyi walked out of the room, empty outside, not a bit popular. Sitting in the past, the house was decorated with a soft yellow tone. In fact, she had never observed the villa as carefully as she did now. Seeing these things again now made her feel strange as never before.


    The bedroom of Xia Yiyi and Ouyang Mo is on the second floor. Go ahead and open the study door. There are all kinds of books in it. There are four treasures of the study on the desk. The Zihao pen is hung on the bookshelf. The paint is as black as that night.


    Xia Yiyi knows that when Ouyang Mo is free, she likes to write a few words to calm her heart, but she stands beside the table grinding black ink like she used to, and says, "Mo, how about my ink?" Looking at the empty mahogany chair, she showed a very beautiful smile, but now no one holds her hand as gently as before, and her warm fingertips make her feel at ease.


    It turns out that some things are really different.


    Xia Yiyi lost his soul and went downstairs. The downstairs is a very spacious living room.


    On one wall of the living room is a picture of peony. The peony is different from the common peony. Its sidelines are outlined with gold pen to show the richness and magnificence. At the same time, the picture is not monotonous. Instead, it is lined with birds and plants to make the whole picture look lively.


    Ouyang Mo specially asked famous painters to paint this painting, which has always been Xia Yiyi''s favorite painting. In fact, she doesn''t know how to appreciate flowers, but Ouyang Mo is a little familiar with it. Every time she sees something powerful, she can comment on it.


    But now, only one person at a loss looking at the painting, helpless flow almost dry tears.


    Xia Yiyi quietly sat on the rocking chair by the window, looking at some dazzling sunshine outside, and narrowed her eyes slightly. No matter how brilliant the sunshine was, it could not penetrate into her heart, and was firmly blocked a few steps away. She gently shook the couch, crying too long, sleepiness gradually diffuse to the top of her head.


    Don''t know how long to sleep, Xia Yiyi actually has been sleeping uneasily, suddenly feel someone put on a quilt for himself, suddenly wake up, firmly hold the hand of the bearer, looking forward to open his eyes to see the person, blurted out: "Mo, you''re back..."