Everything Is To Meet You

At 9 pm, Lu Zhihuan's plane finally landed in Nandu.

"Is it huochen? I'm Lu Zhihuan. I can't find Nian yingyao."

"Where are you?"

"I'm at Nandu airport."

"OK, I'll pick you up right away."

After several phone calls to Nian yingyao, Lu Zhihuan asked Enron for huochen's phone. According to Leo's previous reminder, huochen accompanied Nian yingyao back to Nandu this time.

Half an hour later, huochen arrived at Nandu airport. Lu Zhihuan had already waited outside. When she saw huochen's figure, the little woman's dim eyes finally lit up.

"Xiao Huan, this way."

Huochen waved to her. He opened the door and invited Lu Zhihuan to get on the bus.

Lu Zhihuan nodded, smiled, thanked softly and got on the bus.

The black Bentley was driving at a constant speed on the road. Huochen looked at Lu Zhihuan in the co driver's seat with a touch of embarrassment on his face. Before he could speak, Lu Zhihuan seemed to know what he was going to say and opened his mouth before him.

"Huo Chen, I know that my arrival is very difficult for you. I also know that few people in Nandu know that you came back with him this time. I know the news of his father's death. I just want to be with him at this time."

Lu Zhihuan's words fell, and huochen's original words were completely blocked and could no longer be said.

Nian yingyao didn't know about Lu Zhihuan's coming to Nandu, but this man was in a bad mood. He wasn't sure what kind of attitude Nian yingyao would have when Lu Zhihuan came.

"OK. I'll take you to the hotel first. I want to..."

Huochen still couldn't make a decision. He hesitated to send Lu Zhi to the hotel first, and then told Nian yingyao.

"Take me now, please."

Lu Zhihuan interrupted huochen again and seemed determined with a decisive attitude.

Looking at the firm and incomparable eyes of Lu Zhihuan, and the anxious little face. Huochen's eyebrows wrinkled slowly.

"All right."

He finally agreed to Lu Zhihuan's request. Then he turned the car in one direction and drove towards Nian yingyao's residence

As the night grew darker and bumpy, Lu Zhihuan finally came to Nian yingyao's residence.

As she guessed, he didn't live in Nian's old house. On the way, huochen said that tomorrow was the day Nian Shiou was buried. Even so, he still stubbornly refused to live at home. How much resistance is there.

"This is an apartment of yingyao. He lives on the top two floors. This is the access card of the gate. The password of his apartment door is 3636. If he doesn't open the door for you, you can go in by yourself."

Huochen welcomed Lu Zhi to the door of Nian yingyao's apartment, explained everything and was ready to leave.

At the moment he turned around, Lu Zhihuan suddenly stopped huochen. She smiled at him with gratitude. "Thank you, huochen."

Without Huo Chen, she might not be able to find Nian yingyao.

"Go ahead. I think he should want to see you at this time."

Huochen replied with a relaxed smile from Lu Zhihuan. He knew Nian yingyao. Even though he could detect the contradiction between him and Lu Zhihuan during this period, Lu Zhihuan was special in Nian yingyao's heart.

"Hmm!" Lu Zhihuan nodded heavily and thanked again. Then he walked towards the apartment with the access card in his hand.

She then got on the elevator and quickly came to the top floor with a ding.

When she came to the door of Nian yingyao, Lu Zhihuan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. She was inexplicably nervous.

She stood where she was and took a deep breath. Then he raised his hand to knock.

Huo Chen's words suddenly floated in his mind. Nian yingyao might not open the door. Why not give him a surprise?

Thinking, she withdrew her hand ready to knock. Press the password on the screen on the door.

With a snap, the door opened.

Lu Zhihuan carefully pushed open the door. The small head timidly first came in and first came into view. The exceptionally simple and clean living room, with black-and-white design highlighting the owner's minimalism, also slightly monotonous.

When she came in, she quickly closed the door. There was no one in the living room. She continued to walk in and conveniently put her backpack on the sofa.

"Nian yingyao."

She looked around, looking for Nian yingyao and calling him.

But there was silence in response.

Isn't he at home? With a melancholy look on her face, Lu Zhihuan wrinkled her eyebrows and simply found them one by one.

She didn't know the layout of the apartment. The apartment had five rooms, and Lu Zhihuan pushed them away in order.

First, the bedroom and bed supplies are brand-new. Obviously, no one has moved them.

Then there's another room. It's still empty.

The wardrobe room... No one.

The bathroom... Is still empty.

When she reached the door of the last room, Lu Zhihuan looked a little lost. Maybe Nian yingyao hasn't come back yet.

She came all the way, but she still couldn't see him, which made her lost and worried.

Tomorrow is the burial day of Nian Shiou. Will he hide somewhere and get drunk alone or lick an unknown wound.

With the last glimmer of hope, Lu Zhihuan opened the last door.

It's a study.

The design of this study was very strange. The first thing I saw when I opened the door was the stairs. The stairs kept going down, but Lu Zhihuan soon saw a faint light below.

No wonder Huo Chen said that the top two floors of Nian yingyao.

The man opened up the two floors and could go downstairs directly through the study.

The revolving stairs are lined with neat books on both sides. With a curious look on her face, Lu Zhihuan walked down step by step.

The light is on below, so Nian yingyao should be at home.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhihuan's originally lost mood soon recovered.

She quickened her pace. Just as she was about to go down to the bottom, she stumbled and fell down accidentally, and immediately rolled down the stairs.

"Ah --"

The girl called out conditionally. At the moment when the voice fell, she just rolled to the first floor.

There is no compartment on the first floor. It is a huge study, very much like a library, with a conference table in the middle.

At this time, four people were sitting on the conference table, staring at the uninvited guest rolling down the stairs with different eyes.

Only Nian yingyao in the main seat suddenly lit up his dark eyes when he saw Lu Zhihuan's face. Then he stood up from his seat and walked straight towards Lu Zhihuan.

"Why are you here?"

The man's voice was always cold and low. At this time, Lu Zhihuan was obviously surprised. Lu Zhihuan threw himself on the floor, rubbed his painful hip with one hand, raised his innocent water eyes and looked at Nian yingyao innocently.