She opened her eyes when the morning light was shining through the window onto the bed. *

The sun was shining, she just felt tired and didn't even want to move a finger. She stared at the arm she put on the edge of the bed. After a long time, the scenery, sound, and smell gradually came to her mind.

She turned softly, and Jia Ming was no longer with her. The sound of breakfast and the aroma coming from the kitchen came, and her gaze finally saw the small suitcase thrown on the ground. .

So I stared blankly for a long time.

Lifting off the thin blanket on her body, she just made her body up from the bed, walked to the living room without any care, patted her head, and walked back again and again, opened the cabinet and took out the underpants. Bra, until the button of the bra is fastened, looking at the clothes belonging to her in the closet, she leaned against the bed with a bit of despair, listening to the sound coming from the kitchen, not knowing what she should do.

After a while, Jia Ming came out of the kitchen holding the cooked noodles, and saw the young girl leaning against the bed with a good figure. Ling Jing's eyes moved over, and the two looked at each other for a while. Jia Ming put the noodles on the table: "After breakfast, let's go ..." Ling Jing's lips tightened and he took out a thin pink from the cabinet. Put silk trousers on your feet. When you've put on your trousers, put on a t-shirt with a Snoopy print. At this time, Jia Ming had entered the kitchen. She closed the closet door and brushed her head in front of the mirror with some rough hands. When she reached the bedroom door, she stood there again, inhaling loudly, her chest violently undulating. With.

The moment she opened her eyes, she even thought that she had returned to the past. She was lazy and peaceful, and the quilt around her was empty. The sound of cooking in the kitchen ... this is happiness. But boxes on the ground. Jia Ming's words still shattered this transient dream relentlessly.

Then tears came out.

There seemed to be something stirring in her heart. She wanted to just go to Jiaming's arms and weeping. She wanted to ask him aloud why she wanted to break up. She wanted to ask him if there was a compelling reason in her heart. She wanted to say She didn't mind or believe in Sister Yahan's affairs, and she even thought about going all the way to accept everything. Even if she let go of her dignity, as long as Jiaming doesn't leave her ... as long as everything can be restored. = Gentleman Church =

She thought about it last night, as long as Jiaming could explain, or apologize, or even say that I had no choice but to say something, I had a problem that I couldn't say, and then I could forgive him. It ’s like ... it ’s as good as a few quarrels before, she even thought that both were already eighteen years old, and she might have a child for him ...

However, all this is just her fantasy ...

She rushed into the toilet. Just flushing her cheeks under the faucet, letting the cold water restore her sanity in the early morning, and then rubbing her face with a towel, taking a deep breath, then ran back to the bedroom and lifted the suitcase. All the movements were very loud. She hoped that Jia Ming had something to say, but Jia Ming was still silent. ^^ Junzitang ^^ stood in the bedroom for a while. She walked out of the living room: "I ... I'm gone, you don't need to send me ..." Then, slammed out the door.

Running all the way down the stairs, on the road, in the morning sun, she shed tears, trying to make herself more determined. Go all the way. Finally turned around, on the balcony on the second floor. A figure stood for a long time, looking silently at this side. She stood for a while and finally turned her head around the corner of the street.

That small building, the figure, those memories, her first love and youth, finally submerged in the morning fire ...

She returned to the Wukan without breakfast, then took her luggage with her parents and went out to the airport. = 君子 堂 = There are many relatives and friends who come to see him off. The lack of Jiaming and Shasha alone further confirms the speculation of the Yes and the couple, saying nothing about her daughter's eagerness to leave.

Saying goodbye, telling each other, and then passing the boarding. At the same time, in a company building in Guangzhou, Ying Zilan and Ying Haisheng were looking at several documents. Ying Zilan's expression was anxious.

"Why did you send the news at this time, Gu Jiaming, Ye Lingjing, Liu Huaisha ... What happened to my younger brother ... I let those people watch the younger brother at any time report that they are all eating shit!" It seemed to feel this In the eyes of this incident, Ying Zilan, who has always maintained a gentle temperament, can hardly suppress his anger. "Father, you must tell the younger brother to leave immediately, and then let us be there to ensure the younger brother's safety to the greatest extent. Gu Jiaming must also To appease, he can do that kind of thing in Japan. Once he starts, the younger brother is too dangerous. ^^ 君子 堂 ^^ Ye Lingjing ’s flight is only a few minutes away, and he did not let Fang Zhitian's side depress Liu Huaisha. I guess ... he wants to send everyone away ... I must go to Jianghai right away ... "

"What panic?" He heard that his son would rush to Jianghai immediately for this matter, and Ying Haisheng frowned. "What about Japan? Now I just guess it is Japan, Japan is Japan, and here is China. After so many years, I still have n’t seen enough. His roots are in China. I forgive him that he ca n’t play any tricks. Find his contact method first, call and explain. This time, we will apologize, by the way I asked Fang Zhitian for assistance. The old side fought with me for so many years, but if I had an accident, he would not be able to support Yan Huang awakening by himself, so he would definitely mediate and rest assured ... "

"I've seen him. If Gu Jiaming was really the one who killed Yu Shoucang, he wouldn't play cards according to common sense ..."

"I already said, I have a sense of this matter, don't make a fuss!"

A snap, Ying Haisheng's palm patted on the table. Find the position on the ticket in the cabin, and put your little backpack in a quiet place. The flight to Vienna was not full. Near the time of departure, the flight attendant reminded him of the seat belt. She looked at the busy scene on the tarmac outside the window, waiting for time to pass by every minute.

Almost every second. The urge to run back seemed to be turbulent in his heart. She leaned her head against the window, gritted her teeth, and trembled slightly.

"Miss, airsick?"

The middle-aged man sitting next to her looked at her for a while and asked.

She shook her head slightly.

The middle-aged man smiled: "This is the first time I took an airplane, but depending on your appearance, I guess ... is a student abroad ..."

Lingjing didn't want to answer. The man said, "Sorry." He stopped asking.

The radio sounded. Then the plane moved.

As if suddenly reacting, he quietly turned his gaze. As the plane moved, he almost searched for and absorbed everything in the rivers and seas in his eyes. The plane took off steadily. The familiar streets, high-rises, distant mountains, The river clearly zoomed in and gradually moved away. = 君子 堂 = Memories are like flooding. She grasped the armrests on both sides of the seat until her fingers were green. If the plane was parked at this time, she would run back desperately

The plane took her and flew into the sky.

The middle-aged man next to him looked at the girl's side face, then turned her gaze indifferently. Looking at the beautiful stewardesses, they swept over a few people in the rear seats, and then gestured at several companions.

The plane has not yet entered the clouds, and the quiet broadcast suddenly sounded: "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to this flight from Jianghai to Vienna. The plane is one of the most special means of transportation, and we will go to A distant distance from the past, or just a small episode in your life journey. = Gentleman hall = or will start a new life from this, away from the memories of the past, I wish you a pleasant journey, all the way to the wind, in the future The challenges of life can be smooth sailing, I hope you will always be beautiful, happy, healthy and cheerful. I hope you will smile every day. Keep away from those unhappy things, remember unhappy. No longer hurt, even if you encounter a small setback , Can also be used as a test of goodwill from heaven, because your wisdom and strength will eventually overwhelm all of them. Here, I will give you a week of Hua Jian's song ... "Wind and Rain" ... "

This kind of nondescript broadcast caused many people in the cabin to talk about it. Most of the stewardess even froze with a stiff expression, thinking that they had encountered a hijacking or something, and only sat quietly and suddenly lifted by the window. Started, even though the standard female voice was on the radio, but at that moment, she seemed to feel a certain atmosphere of Jia Ming. On the side of the radio, it seemed that the familiar figure was looking at her and smiling. Talk to her.

Then the melody sounded ...

Until the plane flew out of the reach of the naked eye, Jia Ming, who was leaning on a small car by the side of the road surrounding the airport, slowly retracted his gaze.

Pulling the car door, he sat in the driver's seat for a while, then moved the car, the car steadily increased into the fork road in front of www.novelmtl.com, and then with high mixed traffic.

The phone rang, and he connected the headset, and there was a voice there.

"Hello, Jiaming, this is Ying Zilan. I don't know what you are doing now, but I want to apologize for my brother's affairs, this time ..."

He explained as calmly as possible on the phone, and Jia Ming listened so quietly. This explanation lasted for three or four minutes: "For specific things, I will come to Jianghai as soon as possible. I hope you ... can give him a opportunity……"

Quiet, Jia Ming didn't speak. About half a minute later, there was a change of voice over there: "Hey, I'm Ying Haisheng, Gu Jiaming. I know you are very good about Japan, but Ying Zi Feng is my son. If something goes wrong, I assure you that I will go to Jianghai myself ... "

Ying Haisheng didn't finish his words, and the family said lightly.

"When you come to Jianghai, I will send you a family portrait."

Then, the call ends.

Not much to say, I need a monthly pass, if there are more monthly passes, I will add more ^^