In the bustling airport, the airtight glass on all sides opened up a corner of tranquility, and the man stood anxiously outside the door of the VIP waiting room, until he saw the shadow slowly coming, and his hanging heart finally landed.

He ran forward anxiously and grabbed Jiang Miaomiao's hand, "I knew you would come, let's go now, to a place where no one knows us, I am willing to give up everything for you!"

Jiang Miaomiao was a little embarrassed, she had been on a blind date five times before this, and she was not afraid of one more time today.

"You misunderstood, my family bought the ticket, not to elope with you. Jiang Miaomiao slowly pushed Ai Ze away, and took out a ripped denim jacket from her handbag, the style was very old, but she held it in her hand like a baby, "I don't have a boyfriend, it's not because I like women, I'll tell you a story?"

Aize had a flash of inspiration, pointed to the clothes and said, "Your ex-boyfriend sent it?"

Jiang Miao couldn't help nodding and reciting the small composition, "My ex-boyfriend, he unfortunately passed away-"

"Don't worry, I will love you in his place!" Ai Ze knocked on his chest as if he had sworn an oath, and suddenly opened his arms to hug Jiang Miaomiao, Jiang Miaomiao's eyes widened and retreated, and suddenly a pair of big hands grabbed Ai Ze's collar from behind, and with a little force, he carried Ai Ze aside.

Jiang Miao looked up and saw that he was instantly petrified there.

Yan Sheng was wearing a black coat and said to the two of them with an ice cube face: "Let me borrow it." ”

After speaking, he walked into the lounge with his long legs open, and sat on the sofa facing Jiang Miao impartially.

Even through the glass, he could feel the burning gaze on him, Jiang Miaomiao beat a drum in his heart, and quietly hid his clothes behind him.

"Miao, I really love you-"

"My ex-boyfriend passed away, but I haven't been able to let go of him, and I won't like anyone else in the future. Jiang Miao lowered her voice and quickly said to Ai Ze, "You don't have to go to great lengths to harass my friends, just be a widow, just treat me as if I like women, let's go, let's go to Chile to dig coal!"

But as everyone knows, Yan Sheng can read lips, and her words are understood by Yan Sheng word for word.

"Miao, listen to me-"

"If you keep talking, believe it or not, I'll call my dad and tell you to stay in Chile and dig the mines and never come back?"

Ai Ze's face turned pale with shock, and at this time, Jiang Miao's afterglow caught a glimpse of Yan Sheng getting up, she was so nervous that her heart was pounding, and she pushed Ai Ze again and again, maybe the words were heavier, Ai Ze actually cried out with a "whoosh" voice, pinched the ticket and ran away, so that Jiang Miaomiao was so embarrassed that she didn't know where to put it.

In this stunned second, Yan Sheng had already walked behind her.

"Listen to you say everywhere that I'm dead?"

Jiang Miaomiao's body trembled, secretly clutched his clothes and ran away, Yan Sheng quickly grabbed one of the sleeves of his clothes, and with more force, Jiang Miaomiao was pulled back and almost crashed into his arms.

Jiang Miaomiao bounced away as if she had been electrocuted, and lowered her head and refused to look at him, "I can explain this." ”

She admits that she can't let go of her last relationship, but it's too shameless to say it frankly, so the death of her ex-boyfriend or something is a last resort!

"Where's your ticket?" Yan Sheng looked down at her, but she buried her face deep in the collar of her sweater, revealing a pair of eyes, and most of them were covered by her hair, which made Yan Sheng sigh lightly, took out a ticket from his arms and handed it over, "Let's see, is it a mistake?"

Jiang Miao was stunned for a moment, then found the ticket from her handbag, and rubbed it with her hand, it turned out to be two, one was written Yan Sheng, and the other was written Su Jiaoqian, but there was no her name.

"Yes, I got it wrong in the bathroom!" "Just thinking about how to refuse Aize, she was uneasy to get the wrong ticket.

Yan Sheng checked the intranet for a long time, and with a glimmer of hope, he rushed to the lounge to meet this person with the same name and surname, and it was indeed her.

"I took the wrong one, I didn't expect it to be on the same flight, I took the wrong one. Jiang Miaomiao decisively handed over the ticket, but her right hand did not control the strength well, and the denim jacket was torn into two pieces from the torn left shoulder, the sleeves were in Yan Sheng's hand, and the clothes were in her hand.

The atmosphere was a little awkward at that moment.

"Do you still have this dress?"

Jiang Miaomiao frowned, how to answer? People have already walked out in style, and she is still trapped in this relationship and can't extricate herself?

Jiang Miao plucked up the courage to look up at him, "Isn't it just a parting gift? It's mine that gave me, and it's better to tear it into a rag and wipe the floor than to throw it away, why should I waste things?"

Yan Sheng was stunned for a moment, and wanted to explain, but in the end he didn't say anything, and handed the half sleeve in his hand to Jiang Miaomiao, "Take it, don't waste it." ”

Jiang Miaomiao's head was full of black lines, and she was about to pick it up, when she heard Yan Sheng say again, "I can read lips, your words can't escape my eyes, don't talk nonsense next time." ”

After saying that, he put the ticket in his arms, turned around and left.

Jiang Miaomiao bit her lower lip, followed him a few steps and asked him from behind: "I see that Su Jiaoqian's name is written on the ticket, are you still together, are you married, how are you doing?"

The man stopped suddenly, and Jiang Miao almost hit his back.

"Colleague, not married, ordinary friend. A cold voice came from overhead, and Jiang Miao was stunned for a moment.

When Yan Sheng came back to her senses, Yan Sheng had already walked away, Jiang Miaomiao carefully recalled the meaning of his words, and when she lost her mind, the denim jacket in her hand fell to the ground, she squatted down to pick it up, and found that there was a line of small characters written in the broken half of the sleeve, which was where she had not paid attention before.

Jiang Miaomiao's heart trembled, and her hands hurriedly opened her sleeves, and the words written with a paint pen were blurry and incomplete, but the content was vaguely recognizable: I will wait for you in the future.

In an instant, her eyes trembled violently, and countless shocks and memories flooded into her heart.