Chapter 248

But, it was in this very instant.

Zhao Mengmeng suddenly realized her own identity.

The person before her was Shiya's fiancé.

And she was merely a close friend to them.

That was all.

After all, unrequited love is a single person's chaos.

Everything else had nothing to do with Ning Chen.

Thinking of this, Zhao Mengmeng forced down the excitement in her heart.

"Ning Chen, you... finally, have returned?" she said, looking at Ning Chen with her eyes.

If it were not for the night.

Ning Chen would surely have seen.

At this moment, Zhao Mengmeng's eyes were already red.

In her heart, she suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

Because the Ning Chen Zhao Mengmeng saw, although under the night, yet.

She could still feel that Ning Chen had become much more haggard than before.

He was thinner than before...

His body still looked strong, but on his face, there was indeed a look of haggardness.

Zhao Mengmeng knew why he was like this.

But.

Ning Chen was merely strange.

Why did Zhao Mengmeng say this?

Could it be that he knew he had been running around outside during this time?

During these days, he had indeed been outside, driving an RV, running all over Tiannanhaibei.

Just to complete one check-in task after another.

But, he had never told anyone about this matter.

How did Zhao Mengmeng know?

But, Ning Chen did not think any further.

At this moment, for him, there were things more important than this.

"I came to find you," Ning Chen paused for a moment, at once not knowing what to say; in fact, he truly did not know why he had come to find Zhao Mengmeng, "to show you something."

As Ning Chen spoke, he raised his hand and took out a folded piece of paper.

173. (Text revised) I actually let him leave like that!

Zhao Mengmeng, inexplicably, had not yet recovered from the previous surprise and joy when she suddenly heard Ning Chen say this.

Ning Chen handed that piece of paper to Zhao Mengmeng.

Holding the paper, Zhao Mengmeng looked up at Ning Chen, "Then, shall we go up and talk?"

Ning Chen raised his eyes, glanced at the floor above, but shook his head.

"No, I still have matters. I just... want you to see what is written on this paper."

"If you have any thoughts, I want to know."

Ning Chen looked at Zhao Mengmeng.

Zhao Mengmeng nodded; she suddenly felt.

The Ning Chen before her was so cold...

The Ning Chen Zhao Mengmeng knew before was really not like this.

Before, he was very cheerful, would act quirky, and was very humorous.

But now, the person standing before her did not say a single superfluous word.

Even, after not seeing each other for so long, he had not asked about other matters.

Zhao Mengmeng looked down at the paper in her hand; suddenly, a wave of heartache.

She knew that Shiya's death had completely changed the man before her.

On the paper was a string of numbers:

【30*20*19*169】

These numbers...

Zhao Mengmeng looked, yet was instantly bewildered.

"Do you know what this means?" Ning Chen looked at Zhao Mengmeng.

He really, very much expected Zhao Mengmeng to give him an answer.

Otherwise, he would truly not know why he had come to find Zhao Mengmeng.

Otherwise, he would even suspect whether he had misunderstood the meaning of those numbers in Clue One.

But, Zhao Mengmeng raised her head.

Ning Chen saw her expression and eyes.

In Zhao Mengmeng's eyes were nothing but confusion and incomprehension.

She shook her head, "I, I don't know what this is..."

Turning, Zhao Mengmeng suddenly said, "Ning Chen, what are you doing?"

"I obtained this string of numbers. I thought you knew the meaning of this string of numbers, so I came to find you." Ning Chen spoke very directly, and very clearly.

But Zhao Mengmeng heard it, and for some reason, a sense of loss arose in her heart.

So, his sudden appearance, coming to find her, was only for this matter.

But...

The string of numbers he gave.

Zhao Mengmeng was truly at a loss.

"This looks like a rectangular box, but if the first three sets of numbers are length, width, and height, I don't understand the last one, 126," Zhao Mengmeng said, looking at the numbers on the paper.

Ning Chen said nothing.

More than ten seconds passed.

He suddenly said, "Keep it. If you think of anything, contact me."

"Your phone number..."

"Anything works," Ning Chen said. "You can also leave a message at the mailbox by the entrance of my residence; I will receive a notification."

Zhao Mengmeng opened her mouth, about to say something else, but Ning Chen had already turned around.

He was leaving.

"Ning Chen..." Behind her, Zhao Mengmeng's voice came.

Ning Chen stopped, turned his head slightly, and said, "Thank you for your trouble..."

After speaking, he strode briskly toward the exit of the residential compound.

Zhao Mengmeng stood there, staring blankly at Ning Chen.

Until she saw the black motorhome outside the compound drive away into the distance.

She still stood in the same spot.

A cold wind blew, ruffling her hair.

At that moment, she seemed to finally come to her senses.

Tonight, all of this, meeting him suddenly—was it really not a dream...

But why did everything feel so unreal?

Yet, the piece of paper in her hand told her.

He had indeed come, had come to find her.

But he left just like that.

She hadn't even had time to say another word to him.

He was gone.

Suddenly, Zhao Mengmeng woke up!