Chapter 272: Jiang Qingluo is missing
"Gu Shao, Miss Jiang's ID card has not been registered at the station or airport, so she shouldn't have left here yet."
"Gu Shao, Miss Jiang's bank card is not dynamic, and there is no way to get her whereabouts through this method."
"Gu Shao, the last video recording is that Miss Jiang came out of the rented house, she got on a bus but couldn't find out where she got off......"
Xiao Hai watched his master get into the car and comforted: "Master, don't worry too much, Miss Jiang has always been very strong, she was able to survive so many things that happened before, and it will be the same this time, wait, there will be news to save her soon." ”
He knew that he just wanted to find her as soon as possible, and he didn't want her to continue to be sad alone. Gu Shaoyang wiped his face: "Let's drive." ”
Xiao Hai said while driving the car: "Brother Sanhuo has called, everything on the Senny family's side has been completed, and everything has been completed as planned." ”
"Hmm."
"Master, you better rest for a while, it's almost dawn."
"You drive your car." Gu Shaoyang turned his eyes to look at the unfamiliar night scene outside the car window, Jiang Qingluo are you there again at this moment, "Jiang Qingluo's phone has been repaired?" ”
"Oh, blow dry and turn it on." Xiao Hai handed her the phone, "Lu Yingdong called just now, and he didn't find Miss Jiang over there." ”
"When I find the green basket, Lao Tzu will turn around and pick his skin." Gu Shaoyang took Jiang Qingluo's phone, and he didn't feel good in his heart. Her phone had a password, he pressed her birthday, then pressed his birthday, and the phone was unlocked.
His eyes suddenly became hot, and his heart was even more uncomfortable, and the girl even set his mobile phone password for his birthday.
Jiang Qingluo, where the hell are you?
At this moment, in a small train transfer station, in the waiting room that is open 24 hours a day, Jiang Qingluo is wearing a gray T-shirt and black cropped pants, a plaid shirt, and a peaked cap on his head, lying on the bench in the waiting room.
Originally, I wanted to take the train, no matter where I went, but there were no tickets for sale at this small station, so I had to wait until the next day.
So she stayed overnight with some lonely outsiders in the old station.
The sadness in her heart was indescribable, and the moment she was rejected by him felt more sad than death, she cried fiercely, she was sad fiercely, and the courage to run to him without hesitation at that time turned into an impulse to flee this place in a hurry.
So without hesitation, I quit the room, dragged a big suitcase, got on the bus, and sat numbly on one route after another.
After changing buses a few times, I didn't know where I was, but I finally got on another one, and the terminal was this small train station, and then the bus was also suspended, and the tickets for the train station were sold out.
suddenly felt that everything in her life had come to an end, and she had nothing in love, career, and family. Sitting in the waiting room in a trance, the crowd slowly dispersed, and finally a few travelers were trapped here with her.
One backpacker said he didn't mind where it was, that he never traveled purposefully, but that he would get on and off the bus as he pleased, walk over the mountains and mountains, and end in life with nothing but death.
He looked at the strangers and told them in different languages. Suddenly, I thought of my former self, and thought of the years when she was free and easy to trek through mountains and rivers many years ago. Once upon a time she lost herself because of love? Once upon a time, she left her original self behind.
Earlier, she often had insomnia because of Gu Shaoyang and Lu Yingyan's affairs, but tonight she fell asleep in this strange station. I used to think that it hurt my self-esteem to show my heart to him, but now I think that at least she has tried, so even if she is rejected, she is more open than before.
We can never sway other people's hearts, but we just need to have a clear conscience. People will always find a new exit when they are desperate and set off again, walking and walking until the end of life.
Jiang Qingluo followed the backpackers and walked for a week at the very edge of Provence, sleeping in the open air, climbing mountains and wading through rivers, and she did not part with them until they left for Italy.
Life is like this, separation is for reunion, reunion is bound to separate. Jiang Qingluo carried an empty bag, and his body and mind were much more relaxed at this time.
She borrowed a phone from a stranger and turned on Moka: "Moka, I'm Qingluo, thank you for giving me the courage to confess myself, maybe I still haven't forgotten the past, but I can walk the road I will take in the future without regrets, I'm very frank Moka now." ”
Moka said with a smile: "In fact, each stage of life will have a different experience, no matter what you have experienced, it is the scenery of life, it has been cherished, and you have lost your frank goodbye, but it should belong to you, and you must cherish it." ”
"I know, I feel that after this time, I have really grown up a lot, and I can finally let go of the things that I used to be worried about."
"Then what if I told you that gentleman named Gu Shaoyang has come to you many times?"
"......" Qingluo's calm heart flickered slightly, and after a long time, she smiled and said, "I keep my heart, and let the rest be." ”
After saying goodbye to Moka, she continued walking. I came to the ancient town of Arvence in South Provence.
Arles is known for its warm and bright Mediterranean sunshine and stylish art nouveau style. The streets, the houses, the bars, are full of art. Every year in July, an international photography festival is held here. Although it is already August, there are still many photographers in the stone alleys and small squares.
Jiang Qingluo was eating on the street wearing a T-shirt and jeans and a big backpack, when suddenly a blonde woman in her early thirties wearing a denim shirt walked up to her, she carried several cameras on her back, and asked politely:
"Hi there, excuse me, my name is Tina, I'm a photographer in a new photography studio, we're taking promotional photos right now, but our heroine sprained her foot......"
She pointed to a parasol, where a girl was applying ice to her ankles and shrugged helplessly. Jiang Qingluo asked, "And then?" ”
"Then we think you're very beautiful, can we ask you to be our model and continue the shoot below, and of course we will pay you accordingly. May I? ”
"Of course, of course."
Jiang Qingluo took over the photography work of this photography studio, and the first day row of flat personal photos, indoor and outdoor scenes. The second day started to take couple photos, and the third day was wedding photos. During this period, another micro-video will be taken. The remuneration given is almost a month's salary of the average local salaryman.
Why not do such a thing, anyway, she is short of money now.
The man who took couple and wedding photos with her is called Gerald, a very tall and handsome Frenchman, and now the new favorite of graphic models in the American impurity industry, very handsome and fluent in English. Because he and Tina are cousins, he flew back from the United States to help.
is one year younger than Jiang Qingluo, twenty-three this year. But very sweet gentleman. Jiang Qingluo has no photography experience, but because he has been training on the catwalk for a period of time before, he has a very good sense of lens. With Gerald's help, the work went very smoothly.
At this moment, in the villa of the Ye's vineyard, Xiao Hai rushed into the house: "Master, master......"