The moment she opened the door, it turned out to be Chen Weiwei, she was like a fortune-telling witch who was in such a hurry, carrying a large bag of food and drink in her hand.

"I'm passing by here, aren't you going to Shanghai? I bought a lot of food and brought it to you."

Chen Weiwei handed Zixi all the things in her hands and jumped into the house.

"Please! Can you have a smile? Don't keep crying, it's not good."

Chen Weiwei put her hand on Zixi's face and gently rubbed it back and forth.

Chen Weiwei looked at Zixi standing in front of her, and the expression on her face began to dissipate, so she took out the suitcase with Zixi and packed her things.

"How are you going to get to the airport then? Or I'll send you."

"I'd better take a taxi alone."

Zixi looked at Chen Weiwei's somewhat lonely response.

"I'll send you anyway, anyway, my best friend is going away, I have to drive you to the airport in person, you must fulfill my wish"

Listening to this tone, it seems that Chen Weiwei is not reluctant, but hopes that Zixi will leave Beijing.

"Okay, don't act like thunder when you come by car, I don't want Min Ho to know, you must keep this secret for me"

"You didn't tell Sù Minhao that you were going to Shanghai to work!"

Chen Weiwei's loud voice can penetrate every wall of the room, maybe the villa she lives in is too big, and it takes a lot of effort to speak to exercise such a loudspeaker.

"Can you be quieter, I'm not deaf, I didn't tell him that I didn't want to see him sad"

"Yo Yo Yo, I also said that he was a spare tire, I think you have been in love for a long time, and I have betrayed you long ago by looking at your appearance"

"Anyway, you have to help me keep it a secret, I'll sue you, if Minho shows up at the airport that day, I'll not be done with you"

Zixi was obviously making an ultimatum to Chen Weiwei in a stern tone.

Zixi really can't bear and doesn't want Min Ho to sink and be sad because of his departure, and he doesn't want Min Ho to make sacrifices in his career for his job transfer.

She clearly knew that Min Hao could really give up photography and live in Shanghai in order for herself, although she had always thought that he was a man who loved cooking at home and was a man without any interest.

[After 5 days]

The morning sun had not yet woken up the earth, Zixi had not fallen asleep all night, lying on the bed looking at the photos of a beautiful memory of Beijing on the ipad and burst into tears, she felt like she was about to dry up all the tears of her life in these short days.

"Zixi, I'm here, I'm waiting for you downstairs"

Picking up the phone and seeing the text message sent by Chen Weiwei, Zixi sat up and rubbed to the edge of the bed, and kicked it aside as soon as her two feet touched the slippers, this kind of clog-like flip-flops was also bought and worn after two steps and two wound infections, she had always been used to stepping on the floor barefoot, such slippers were for cats, and she could also step on the sound of high heels on the floor, and she didn't want to wake up Min Hao, she went directly to the ground barefoot.

She walked gently to the door of Min Hao's room, pushed the door open a crack, and looked at him sleeping on the bed so quietly, feeling that after standing for a long time, she quietly got dressed and took her luggage downstairs under the urging of Chen Weiwei's text message.

She was wearing black stockings and carrying high heels in her hands until she walked out of the house until she entered the elevator, afraid that the echo would reach Minho's very sensitive ears in the corridor that was too quiet in the early morning.

Zixi sat on the car, looking at the increasingly blurred apartment community behind him, quietly closed his eyes and leaned on the passenger seat and didn't want to say anything, but there was already a sadness and loneliness mixed with sadness and loneliness in his heart.

In the brightly lit T3 terminal of the Capital Airport, Chen Weiwei helped Zixi pull the heavy suitcase all the way and walked side by side with her, and the sound of clattering high heels hitting the ground on the empty ground echoed in the endless waiting hall.

The heavy suitcase took away the items that could hold the next qiē, but the only thing that could not be taken away was the heavy memories that still remained in place.

The two of them walked towards the boarding gate without saying a word, Zixi looked at the time calculated by the ticket so that he would not see Min Ho chasing after him because he had waited too long.

"Zixi! Zixi! Zixi! ”

Zixi and Chen Weiwei both heard the voice behind them, and Zixi continued to walk forward and speed up his pace, telling him not to look back.

When he was about to walk to the boarding gate, Yan Qing took out the speed of participating in the sports meeting when he was in school and ran in front of Zixi, blocking the way.

Zixi didn't dare to look up, just paced left and right, looking for a breakthrough to leave, but no matter what, he was blocked back.

Yan Qing grabbed Zixi's arm and made her stop.

"I came in a hurry today, I thought I almost couldn't catch up, this is for you as a souvenir, you will remember me when you see him"

Yan Qing put an octagonal music box into Zixi's palm.

Looking at the music box in his hand, Zixi could no longer control himself, and fell into Yan Qing's arms and cried like tears, which was not inferior to Meng Jiangnu's sadness of crying down the Great Wall.

She desperately clenched her fist with her right hand that was not holding the music box and beat Yan Qing's back, and then helplessly let go with tears and tightly grabbed the clothes on his back, and Chen Weiwei, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but cry.

Yan Qing stroked Zixi's hair with both hands, she couldn't say anything, but she felt very uncomfortable in her heart, there were no tears in her eyes but she was crying in her heart, not for love, but more heart-rending sadness than saying goodbye to love.

Zixi said to herself that there would be no tears before coming, but in the end she broke her promise on what she said, just like Zixi, who was angry at the beginning, swore that only **** would give Yan Qing another chance, and when she faced Yan Qing again, she would rather cry like **** than say goodbye with a smile.

The waiting hall kept broadcasting the news of the check-in and boarding of the flight that Zixi was taking.

Yan Qing and Chen Weiwei comforted Zixi and calmed down Zixi's excitement, handed over the suitcase to her, and watched Zixi cross the boarding gate and get on the plane.

The plane taxied and took off on the runway, getting farther and farther away from the ground, looking at the altitude of 10,000 feet above the ground is the place where there is no going back, through the plane window under the qiē gradually disappeared from sight, she sat on the seat and took out the octagonal music box to play familiar songs.

Seeing that Zixi's flight had taken off, both of them walked out of the airport terminal.

Chen Weiwei, who was walking in front, deliberately quickened her pace and walked towards her Ferrari, Yan Qing quickly caught up and grabbed Chen Weiwei's hand from behind, but she was unable to keep Chen Weiwei, but she broke free and got into the car and left without looking back.

Before Zixi left, he left a note for Min Ho on the coffee table at home.

Min Ho

I'm going to work in the field, and I'll be away for a few days, and I'll come back later

I don't know, take care of yourself and don't worry about me, I can take care of myself

Zixi

This note was not noticed by Min Ho when he went out in the morning, and he only saw it when he sat on the sofa after returning home from work in the afternoon.

After he saw the note, he went crazy and rushed downstairs, ran to the street, looked at the bustling night but couldn't find Zixi's figure and the mark he left, standing on the crowded street and looking at the busy and lively as at the beginning, I don't know where to find Zixi.

He leaned against a dimly lit corner, holding the note in his hand that no longer meant anything.

In the days since Zixi left Beijing, God has never been able to muster up the courage to wipe away his tears of sorrow, the whole city is shrouded in rain, the zipper of the sky has never been opened, and the window that wakes up and can't tell whether it is day or evening has always maintained a melancholy depth.

The rain is falling from the sky continuously, the whole city of Beijing is immersed in a kind of sadness that can't go out, this kind of weather just wants people to keep hiding in the house and sleeping with their heads covered, the rain seems to wash away the previous memories of the past, in every corner of the city where it falls from the sky and rows through every corner of the city is so clean, without leaving a trace to be traced.