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She opened her eyes as the morning light shone through the window onto the bed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The sun was shining, she only felt tired of her body, she didn't even want to move a finger, her eyes looked at her bare arm on the edge of the bed, and after a long time, the sights, sounds, and smells gradually came into her mind.

Flipped around softly, Jiaming was no longer around, the sound of breakfast and the accompanying aroma came from the kitchen, and her eyes finally saw the small suitcase thrown on the ground.

So I stared blankly for a long time.

Lifting the thin blanket on her body, she got up from the bed naked, walked to the living room naked and swaying, patted her head, and then walked back slowly, opened the cabinet, took out her underwear and bra, and waited until the bra was buttoned, looking at the clothes that belonged to her in the closet, she leaned on the side of the bed in a little frustration, listening to the sound coming from the kitchen, and didn't know what she should do.

After a while, Jiaming came out of the kitchen with boiled noodles, and saw a beautiful girl leaning on the edge of the bed. Ling Jing's gaze shifted, the two looked at each other for a moment, Jia Ming put the noodles on the table: "Let's go after breakfast......" Ling Jing's lips tightened, took out a pair of pink thin silk pants from the cabinet and put them on her feet, and when she was done wearing the trousers, she put on a T-shirt with a Snoopy pattern. At this time, Jiaming had already entered the kitchen, she closed the door of the wardrobe, combed her hair in front of the mirror with her hands a little roughly, and when she walked to the bedroom door, she stood there again, inhaling heavily, her chest rising and falling violently.

The moment she opened her eyes, she even thought she was back in the past, she was lazy and peaceful, the bedding around her was empty, and the sound of cooking breakfast came from the kitchen...... This is happiness. However, the box on the ground, Jia Ming's words, still ruthlessly broke this ephemeral dream.

Then, tears flowed.

There seemed to be something stirring in her heart, she wanted to run into Jia Ming's arms and cry like this, wanted to ask him loudly why he broke up, wanted to ask him if he had a last resort in his heart, wanted to say that she didn't mind or believe in Sister Yahan's affairs, she even thought about accepting everything like this, even if she let go of her dignity, as long as Jia Ming didn't leave her...... As long as everything can be recovered.

She thought about it last night, as long as Jiaming can explain, or apologize, or even say that I have no choice, I have a bitterness that I can't say, and then I can forgive him, just like ...... It was like getting back together after a few quarrels before, and she even thought that she might be able to have a child for him when they both turned eighteen...... However, all this is just her fantasy......

She rushed into the toilet, rinsed her cheeks under the faucet, let the cold water bring her back to her senses in the early morning, then wiped her face with a towel, took a deep breath, and then ran back to the bedroom, picked up the suitcase, all this movement made a big move, she hoped that Jiaming still had something to say, but Jiaming was always silent. After standing in the bedroom for a while, she walked out of the living room: "I...... I'm leaving, you don't have to send me ......" Then he slammed out the door.

Ran all the way downstairs, on the road, in the morning sun, she wiped away her tears, tried to make herself go more decisively, walked far away, and finally turned around, on the balcony on the second floor, a figure stood for a long time, looking at this side silently. She stood for a moment, then finally turned around the corner corner.

The small building, the figure, those memories, her first love and youth, were finally drowned in the morning light like fire......

Find the place on the ticket in the cabin, put her small backpack quietly, the flight to Vienna is not full, close to the take-off time, the flight attendant one seat by seat reminds the seat belt, she looks out the window on the tarmac busy scene, waiting for the time to pass minute by second.

Almost every second, the urge to run back was surging in his heart like a drum, and she leaned her head against the window, gritting her teeth and trembling slightly.

"Miss, motion sickness?"

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

She shook her head slightly.

The middle-aged man smiled: "It's like this for the first time on a plane, but look at your appearance, I guess...... It's a student who goes abroad......"

Ling Jing didn't want to answer, but the man said, "I'm sorry." And he didn't ask any more.

The radio sounded, and then the plane moved.

As if suddenly reacting, Ling Jing turned his gaze, and as the plane moved, he almost greedily searched and absorbed everything in his eyes, and the plane rose smoothly, and the familiar streets, tall buildings, mountains and rivers in the distance in his memory were clearly enlarged and gradually moved away. Memories flooded like a raging tide, and she clutched the armrests on either side of her seat until her fingers were blue. If the plane was parked at this time, she would desperately run back to the plane and take her to the sky.

The middle-aged man next to him looked at the girl's side face, and then turned his gaze silently, and when he looked at the beautiful flight attendants, he swept over a few people in the seats behind him, and then gestured to several companions.

Before the plane entered the clouds, the already silent radio suddenly sounded: "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to take this flight from Jianghai to Vienna, the plane is the most special means of transportation, we will go to a completely different place than before, or just a small episode in your life journey, or will also start to welcome a new life, away from the memories of the past, I wish you all a happy journey, a smooth journey, in the future challenges of life, can be smooth sailing, I hope you will always be beautiful, Happy, healthy, cheerful, I hope you have a smile every day, stay away from those unhappy things, unhappy memories, no longer hurt, even if you encounter a small setback, it can also be used as a test of God's goodwill, because your wisdom and strength will eventually collapse all this, here, I give you a song by Zhou Huajian...... "Wind or Rain" ......"

Such a nondescript broadcast made everyone in the cabin can't help but talk about it, most of the stewardesses even stiffened their expressions there, and thought that they had encountered something like a hijacking, only Ling Jing, who was sitting by the window, raised her head suddenly, even though the radio was a standard female voice, but at that moment, she seemed to feel a certain breath of Jiaming, on the other side of the broadcast, it seemed that the familiar figure was looking at her, smiling and talking to her.

Then, the melody sounded......

It wasn't until the plane flew out of the range of the naked eye and the side of the road around the airport that Jia Ming, who was leaning on a small car, slowly withdrew his gaze.

Pulling the car door, he sat in the driver's seat for a moment, then started the car, and the car accelerated smoothly into the fork in front of him, and then plunged into the mixed traffic at high speed.

The phone rang, he plugged in the headphones, and a voice came from there.

"Hey, hello, Jiaming, I'm Ying Zilan, I don't know what you're doing now, but I want to apologize for my brother's matter, this time it's ......"

He tried to explain as calmly as possible on the phone, and Jiaming listened quietly like that, and this explanation lasted for three or four minutes: "For specific things, I will come to Jianghai as soon as possible, I hope you ...... To be able to give him a chance......"

Quietly, Jiaming didn't speak, and after about half a minute, the voice over there changed: "Hey, I'm Ying Haisheng, Gu Jiaming, about the matter of Yueben, I know that you are very powerful, but Ying Zifeng is my son, if something happens to him, I promise you, I will go to Jianghai in person......"

Ying Haisheng's words were not finished, and Jia Ming opened his mouth lightly.

"You come to Jianghai, I'll give you a family photo."

Then, the call ends.

(To be continued)