After Xia Sanghuan returned to the bedroom, she almost fell asleep again as soon as her head touched the pillow.
When she woke up again, it was already the next morning.
She sat up in bed and glanced at the time.
The alarm had already gone off, but it failed to wake her up.
She flopped back onto the pillow and fished for the phone on the bedside table.
When she turned it on, the message reminder page was densely filled with messages from her father and the others.
Her previously drowsy mind instantly cleared up.
She quickly opened her phone and read all the messages they had sent.
She sorted out her thoughts. It was roughly that something had happened to her mother's family, and they needed to go back to sort out her mother's share of the family property.
Since the incident was sudden and considering that she had never had any contact with her mother's family, they didn't take her with them.
That's what they said, but the girl understood that probably they didn't want to involve her in any troubles.
After all, she had been back for so long, and her mother's family hadn't shown any concern. It was estimated that they didn't care much about her.
She replied to each of them one by one, then got out of bed to wash up and change clothes.
She simply packed the things she needed to bring, then went to Xia Anying's bedroom.
Fortunately, it was the weekend today, so she didn't have to go to school.
Otherwise, with both moving and going to school, she would really be overwhelmed.
She stood in front of Xia Anying's bedroom door and sighed helplessly.
Not long ago, she had angrily moved out of the Leng family, but now she had to move back.
Different from her troubles, Leng Chuanjin seemed to be in a good mood.
He quickly helped her move her luggage - he even changed to a car with more space to pick her up today.
Before leaving, the girl took the letters her mother had written to her.
She had read a few of them before, but due to various matters, she had put the remaining ones aside.
When they got back to the Leng family, she carried her bag in one hand and led Xia Anying with the other. She looked a bit awkwardly at Leng Wanqing standing at the door.
Leng Wanqing still looked like a young lady as before, but judging from the expression on her face, she had matured and become more reserved recently.
She took the bag from Xia Sanghuan's hand and snorted under the girl's stunned gaze.
"If it weren't for my brother asking me to help, I wouldn't care about you."
After saying that, she walked back into the house.
For some reason, seeing her like this, Xia Sanghuan suddenly felt a sense of familiarity welling up in her heart.
She smiled helplessly. It seemed that she had already gotten used to everything in the Leng family.
She looked back at Leng Chuanjin. He was directing the servants to arrange her luggage.
After settling Xia Anying, she returned to that familiar bedroom.
The servants had already tidied up the things in the bedroom for her, and even the bed sheets and quilt had been newly changed.
She took out the doll that she and Leng Chuanjin had won together from her bag and placed it in a corner of the desk.
Then she put the two dresses back in their original positions.
These were all the memories Leng Chuanjin had left for her, and she had always cherished them well.
...
She had thought that today would be an ordinary day, until she saw the woman who had "dated" Leng Chuanjin in the coffee shop yesterday.
"Sister Kong!"
Leng Wanqing jumped up from the sofa and ran to the woman's side.
"Little Wanqing, it's been a long time."
The woman had a faint smile on her face and looked at the girl in front of her gently.
"You're here."
Leng Chuanjin walked out of the study with a teacup in one hand and greeted the woman.
"Chuanjin, about what you told me last night..."
As she spoke, the woman walked around Xia Sanghuan and came to the man's side.
Xia Sanghuan was sitting on the single sofa at this time, looking through the reports of the patients sent from the hospital in the past two days.
The patient's condition was very optimistic. Coupled with the medicine she had taken from her master's medicine cabinet, his illness would soon be cured.
The girl pursed her lips and tried hard to ignore the commotion behind her.
The woman's voice was very gentle. If you listened carefully, her tone was a bit like Leng's mother's.
Every time she called "Chuanjin", the girl just wanted to block her ears.
"Sanghuan, you..."
"What?"
She replied in a bad tone.
Leng Chuanjin was stunned for a moment, then handed her a piece of cake.
"Try it?"
"I won't eat it."
The girl's tone was flat and firm, and she kept her head down looking at the report in her hand the whole time, not giving him any face at all.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the whole room became awkward.
"Chuanjin, if Sanghuan doesn't want to eat, don't force her."
The woman spoke gently.
Xia Sanghuan of course knew that the cake was made by her, so she said she wouldn't eat it.
With the woman coming out to smooth things over, the atmosphere eased a bit.
Leng Chuanjin took the cake back and put it in Leng Wanqing's hand.
Leng Wanqing couldn't help but feel a bit confused.
She looked at her elder brother, then at the girl's back, and then winked at her elder brother.
When did you anger her again?
She silently asked.
Although she had hated Xia Sanghuan before, after knowing that her elder brother really liked her, she had to restrain her thoughts.
Moreover, since Xia Sanghuan had always helped her overtly and covertly, she had now started to regard her as an elder sister.
I don't know.
The man sighed helplessly.
Knowing that she was working, the three of them simply went to the kitchen directly so as not to disturb her.
Facing the empty living room, Xia Sanghuan sat on the sofa for another five minutes, then resolutely returned to the bedroom.
She threw the data reports she had finished reading on the table, then rummaged out the letters her mother had written to her.
She first carefully examined the envelopes and found that the envelopes of eighteen of the letters were different from the others.
She picked out these eighteen letters and arranged them one by one according to the serial numbers on them.
She started reading from the first one and found that the dates when these letters were written corresponded to her birthdays.
In the letters, her mother seemed to be having a conversation with her at different ages, telling her what kind of troubles she would have at this age and how to deal with them.
The girl read slowly, and her eyes couldn't help but moisten.
Her mother's handwriting was elegant, but the motherly love contained in it was warm and profound.
It wasn't until she opened the eighteenth letter that her mother wrote in it:
"My dear Huanhuan, you are already an adult now."
"Perhaps you already have someone you like, or you have been attracted by someone."
"I wonder what kind of love my lovely daughter will have? I wonder if you are troubled by love when you read this letter?"
Reading this, the girl couldn't help but smile.
Her mother had actually guessed right by accident.
"But anyway, I hope my daughter can bravely express her feelings to that person and convey her true heart."