You Are My Unforgettable Love

Qiao Lian bowed her head in excitement, but bowed her head in disappointment when she saw the caller ID above.

The call came from my mother.

She took the call in despair, and heard her mother's soft voice, "Xiao Qiao, have you seen Zichuan? How about it? Shouldn't you be fooled by men? Have you forgot to give us peace!"

Qiao Lian's eyes suddenly turned red.

She choked, "Mom ..."

As soon as the sound came out, he cried.

The mother's anxious voice came from the other side, "What's the matter, Xiao Qiao? Anything to say well, tell me, what's wrong?"

But the more she cared about her, the more she wanted to cry.

She bit her lip and couldn't help crying. She didn't know whether she was crying or crying.

Mom comforted her for a long time on the phone. He just hung up, his father's phone call again, and his calm voice seemed to calm people's hearts: "Little Joe, no matter what happens, don't be afraid, you are my Qiao Dong's daughter, Tell dad, where are you? "

Then Xiao Qiao realized that her parents might have misunderstood something, and hurried to speak, choking in her voice: "I, I'm still in the cafe. Dad, he didn't come ... wow, he didn't come ..."

The other side was relieved. "Little Joe, don't cry, it's too late now, you go back to the hotel first. He may have something today, you have his mobile phone number, and I will contact him sooner or later."

Qiao Lian bit her lip and said, "Okay, I know, Dad."

Hanging up the phone, Qiao Lian wiped her tears, but her expression was firmer than ever.

If Zichuan does not come, she will not leave.

She didn't know if she was angry with him or with him. She sat there silently, staring at her cell phone.

Until the cafe waiter came over, "Miss, our cafe is going to close soon, please ..."

Qiao Lian then noticed the time, it was already over eleven o'clock in the evening.

She looked a little stunned, just then the door of the cafe was pushed open.

She looked up, and saw a majestic man standing at the door, looking at her.

Qiao Lian's eyes suddenly turned red again, "Dad!"

She jumped up and rushed directly into Dad's arms.

Dad patted her back gently, "I knew you were uncomfortable and obedient. Fortunately, you are coming to Beijing. Your mother is not at ease, so I followed .... Xiao Qiao, it's so late. Let us go back to the hotel ?"

Qiao Lian shook her head, "Dad, I don't, I'll wait here."

Dad looked at her, reached out and touched her head petulantly, and then called the waiter aside, not knowing what to say, the waiter never came to rush them.

That night, she sat by the window all night.

Because Dad's arrival calmed her mood.

Gradually she was less impatient, but she insisted more and more.

She was holding her cell phone and still called him every five minutes.

At the beginning, she was still looking forward to it, hoping that the call could be answered in the next second.

It's so late, Zichuan should go home, and the phone is charged, right?

Until the back, she circulated quietly.

The sky in Beijing gradually turned white, but she didn't sleep, her face stretched.

Then, when she didn't know the first call, the other party finally answered.