Tyrant’s Tough Love - Chapter 510

Driving alone through the familiar streets, she didn’t drive the navigation, but she didn’t worry about getting lost. No matter how she walked, she was familiar with the scenery and buildings, and every place had different memories.

Looking at the familiar scenery on the street, this kind of down-to-earth feeling made her mouth rise. It turned out that for the first time, she found that her memory was so good. Three years after she left the city did not affect her good memory.

It’s good to be home.

There were fewer and fewer vehicles on the road, and the neon lights on the street gradually went out. Cang Ling looked at the three members of the family walking home with a smile on their face. She looked at the smiling friends and intimate lovers. No matter where they went, they all went in the same direction and went home.

Home.

This familiar and strange word made her heart tremble.

Everyone in the street has gone home.

What about her!

Nanshi is the place where she was born. She used to live in cangjia villa, and later Mu Yu’s Nanwan villa. Her mother left her a small apartment. These places were special in her heart for a period of time, and she regarded them as a family that could give her warmth and support all her life.

But she was disappointed again and again. She was driven out of the Cang villa and separated from her father, who had supported her for more than 20 years. She moved out of Mu Yu’s Nanwan villa and watched the man give the place she had taken as her home to other women. The happy marriage ended and the children she was looking forward to were gone.

Nothing.

Where is her home?

Cangling sat in the car, driving slowly through the familiar streets, but there was no place for her to stop and live in peace.

This familiar city seems to have no place to take her as a vagrant.

She casually hit the steering wheel, aimless wandering in the south city.

Suddenly, a familiar neighborhood appeared in front of her.

Looking at the familiar apartment building, Cang Ling’s hand on the steering wheel trembled. The warm street lights pricked her eyes. In the rearview mirror, she saw a layer of crystal light in the corner of her eyes.

Cang Ling took a deep breath and parked in the familiar parking space under the apartment.

This is her only fixed private space in Nanshi. Her mother left her apartment early, which is her only “home” in this familiar city.

Go home.

There is a voice in Cangling’s heart telling her over and over again that this is your home. Come back.

This is the last shelter left to her by her mother. It is the place where she can hide and breathe when she is scarred and tired. She can unload her disguise and regroup when she is in the most embarrassing situation.

But when I think of the short happy time I had with Mu Yu in this small apartment, when I think of her crying for the man to come back in the corridor, and when I think of Mu Yu’s indifferent back, Cangling’s hand on the door is taken back.

For three years, she once thought that the scar on her heart had been scabbed and cured, but when she saw Mu Yu today, the deep wound was torn open again with blood.

It hurts!

Her shoulders trembled, and she didn’t know whether she could experience it again. She didn’t know what kind of posture she should use to go back to her scarred home.

In a trance, Cang Ling saw a tall figure walking into the parking lot from the elevator entrance. The man’s face was covered with black tooling, black cap and mask of the same color.

This figure is so familiar!

He couldn’t see the black man’s face, even his hair, but Cang Ling thought his figure was familiar without reason.

From the figure to the posture of walking are very familiar, temperament and style are also familiar.

A former friend? But she doesn’t remember a friend living in this apartment.

Her puzzled eyes followed the tall figure all the time. The man walked very fast and even had the feeling of running away.

Only when Cangling saw him open the door of a black SUV did her brain “buzz!” The sound of a sudden jump out of a blow up of her dizzy name.

Mu Yu.

The figure just now is 89% similar to Mu Yu.

From height to figure, from the posture of walking to the temperament of the whole body, especially the sharp force of opening the door and getting on the car, he was carved out of the same mold with Mu Yu everywhere.

Mou Yu bought an apartment in this building?

As soon as this ridiculous idea came out, she put it out in her head. Mou Yu is still a child and has lost her memory. She can’t buy a house here. According to the care of Mou’s family, she can’t let him drive around in the middle of the night.

Thinking of this, Cang Ling laughs at herself. It seems that she is really shocked. Now Mu Yu can’t even swim. How can she drive.

She closed her eyes and rubbed her face. After waking up, she could not help but open the door, walked into the elevator and pressed the familiar floor.Even though she knows that the person she just met can’t be mu Yu, she still holds one in ten million hopes and fantasies and wants to go to the “home” where they once lived together. Even she doesn’t know what she can see after going up.

When the elevator door opened, she went to the door of the apartment and pressed a string of numbers on the password lock.

“Ding!” The door opened.

She gently pushed, inside a dark, like a cold cave, without the slightest warmth.

Step into the heavy two steps, press the door next to the switch.

The light is on.

Cang Ling narrowed her eyes slightly and was surprised to find that everything in the living room was as usual. There was no thick dust, and there was no sense of desolation that no one lived in all the year round.

There was something strange in her heart. She always felt that something was wrong.

Entering the living room, sitting on the soft and clean sofa, Cang Ling touched the tea table in front of her and raised her hand to see that it was clean without any dust.

Did Bai Zhi arrange someone to clean the apartment after she knew she wanted to come back?

Cang Ling thinks it’s possible that he is absolutely competent as an assistant in recent years. He handles both public and private affairs very well.

Exclamation Bai Zhi this assistant’s all-round at the same time, Cangling’s heart inexplicably some lose, she leaned on the sofa, self mocking smile.

Silly. What is she expecting? Do you expect a child with amnesia to remember her.

With a long sigh, she suddenly saw something on the small table on the balcony. When she came closer, she was frozen in place.

How can there be men’s lighter on the balcony, and even she can vaguely smell a cigarette smell that has not completely dissipated.

She took a close look at the two rattan stools on the balcony. Sure enough, the pillows on the two stools were placed differently. There were traces of pressure on the pillows next to the lighters.

Finally, I know what’s wrong. The house is not only very quiet, but also obviously decorated. I can feel that someone has stayed here in more than one place.

Who lived here?

Or she can’t help coming here to have a look.