While Su Qianqing was thinking wildly, the mobile phone rang again.

Su Qianqing picked up the phone in annoyance, hung up without looking.

But I didn't expect that as soon as I hung up, the phone came in again.

Looking at the unfamiliar call, Su Qianqing frowned, distraught, and connected the phone.

"Hello, may I ask who you are?"

Su Qianqing waited for a long time, but found that the other side did not speak, and repeated the words just now, but the other party still did not speak. I was about to hang up the phone, but a familiar word came from my ear.

"Qin'er, are you okay?"

Hearing these familiar words, it almost made Su Qianqing cry.

"You don't deserve to call me Qin'er." Su Qianqing took a deep breath and forcibly held back his crying, putting himself in an absolutely sane state.

"I haven't been in touch for seven years, but now you dare to contact me."

"Do you still hate me for not saying goodbye to me seven years ago?" There was a lot of silence before he asked, but his tone was somewhat mixed with a hint of helplessness.

"How dare I hate you, Zhu Ziyi, do you have the qualifications to make me hate?" Su Qianqing sneered, but his eyes turned red.

"Qin'er, do you still love me?"

"I don't love it."

"You lie, if you don't love it, why do you still keep this mobile phone number!"

“······” Su Qianqing was speechless by this question.

"This mobile phone number used to be personally selected by me for you, if you don't love it, why don't you change it." Zhu Ziyi held the lever of the suitcase, and because of these words, he stopped, and there was a trace of anger on his face.

"Zhu Ziyi, don't be so narcissistic, okay? Please, a mobile phone number is a mobile phone number, you know, I've always hated trouble, why should I change my phone number and reorganize these contacts? ”

Su Qianqing frowned and pressed his temples, and patiently explained, "Also, I'm afraid you have made a mistake about one thing." ”

"What?"

"I, Su Qianqing, don't like you for a long time, I have a boyfriend now, please don't bother us and live your life well, okay?"

Su Qianqing's brows were almost wrinkled together, "In addition, you should call Gu Mengyi, not me." Hung up. ”

As soon as the words fell, Su Qianqing didn't give Zhu Ziyi a chance to react, and hung up the phone directly.

Zhu Ziyi looked at his phone in a daze, and his heart was very lost.

Did he wait for seven years in vain? Does she dislike him? Does she already have a boyfriend?

She obviously likes him, she once said that the person she likes is him. But why, did she change her mind?

Su Qianqing, Su Qianqing, you are really you, no matter what you say, you will always be my heart.

"Ziyi, you're back." A middle-aged woman in a cheongsam was already waiting at the airport, looking for her son, and almost burst into tears when her eyes touched her son.

"Mom, why are you here?" After Zhu Ziyi saw his mother, he temporarily put those thoughts behind him, and hurriedly walked to his mother with his suitcase.

"You're really ruthless, seven years, you're finally willing to come back." The middle-aged woman had tears in her eyes, opened her hands, hugged her, and hugged her son tightly.

"You, you're finally letting go of her." The woman's face was relieved.

"Mom······ I came back, not only for you, but also for her. ”

Even though he knew that his mother was happy, he still said this. He was reluctant to deceive his mother, because he still missed her.

For seven years, he thought that he would be able to forget her if he was in a foreign land.

But thinking wildly, how could he forget.