Shi Jingran stubbornly pulled her wrist, her face was cold and hard, like a silent mountain in the dark.

His voice was also very low: "Impossible. ”

"Shi Jingran, are you still finished? You are now a person with a wife, you don't care about reputation, Qiqi still cares! ”

When Si Jingcheng saw Shi Jingran rushing into the airport, he was immediately angry. He rushed up and tore Shi Jingran's arm away, and his handsome eyebrows seemed to be about to burst into flames.

"Qiqi, you go with me!"

Shi Jingran pulled Fu Qiqi and was about to leave.

"Shi Jingran, I said, we're really finished." Fu Qiqi pushed Fu Qiqi away vigorously, turned around and walked into the security checkpoint, without looking back.

Shi Jingran stared at Fu Qiqi's back, her eyes became deeper and deeper, and no one could see what she was thinking.

Tears suddenly appeared in Fu Jingxin's eyes, and she stared blankly in the direction of the security checkpoint. I don't know if I'm looking at Fu Qiqi or Shi Jingran.

Fu Feng let out a long sigh, he closed his eyes tightly, and his face was full of gloom.

Si Jingcheng glared at Shi Jingran fiercely and left with Fu Jingxin.

At the end, Fu Qiqi couldn't help but glance back, and when she saw Shi Jingran's lonely figure, she suddenly burst into tears.

"Sir, you can't get through the security check, if you can't, please leave."

It wasn't until the staff reminded him that Shi Jingran reacted, and Fu Qiqi had already disappeared.

The uneasiness that Fu Qiqi would leave forever was once again clear in his heart.

Shi Jingran didn't know how he got out of the airport, whether he was walking in the bustling crowd or walking in the empty corridor, he felt that he was alone.

The lamp that warmed his heart seemed to be extinguished.

In the evening, Shi Jingran returned home drunk, constantly muttering Fu Qiqi's name in his mouth, and his eyes were sloppy.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Lan Qianruo wore lace slim pajamas and walked out to greet her.

"Brother Jingran." Her voice is charming, like the spring water of March.

Shi Jingran was stunned for a moment, let out a sneer, and stumbled to sit on the sofa.

Lan Qianruo's face turned cold, and after she found that Shi Jingran had drunk, a softer smile rose between her red lips, and she came to Shi Jingran's side lightly.

The hand that was coated with the scorching Kodan was placed on Shi Jingran's neck with a teasing, and it slid to the neckline in a circle, and Lan Qianruo's voice became more coquettish.

She lowered her head slightly, her sexy red lips pressed against Shi Jingran's ear, and she exhaled like an orchid: "Brother Jingran, why have you drunk so much wine?" ”

Shi Jingran's slender eyebrows raised unhappily, and he reached out to stop Lan Qianruo's restless hand, his dark eyes squinting.

"Brother Jingran, you have drunk so much wine, can I help you go to your room to sleep?"

Lan Qianruo smiled lightly, her voice as ambiguous as the dim light.

Shi Jingran's handsome brows furrowed fiercely, he pushed Lan Qianruo's head away vigorously, raised his hand and swayed to wipe his ears.

His dark eyes were full of boredom, and he said impatiently, "Don't move me." ”

After speaking, Shi Jingran didn't even look at Lan Qianruo, and staggered towards the second floor.

Lan Qianruo looked at Shi Jingran's swaying back with a look of disbelief.

She bit her lower lip hard, abandoned all her self-esteem and face, and quickly chased after her, hugging Shi Jingran's waist tightly.

"Brother Jingran, we've been married for so long, and you haven't ...... Even if you're angry with me, you should be angry now, right? ”

Her voice was pitiful and distressing, as if any man's heart would melt into a pool of spring water when he heard it.

After speaking, Lan Qianruo buried his face on Shi Jingran's back again, and his fingers continued to tease his waist.

Shi Jingran's slender fingers pinched Lan Qianruo's chin, raised it gently, the two looked at each other, he quickly lowered his head, but when Lan Qianruo thought he was going to kiss him, he stopped with a sneer.

"Are you bothered? If you calculated it at the beginning, you should have taken it into account today. ”

Lan Qianruo's cheeks swelled with a hot current, she opened her eyes suddenly, and was about to take the initiative to kiss Shi Jingran's thin lips, but when she saw the look in his dark eyes, she paused there.

Shi Jingran's ink-like eyes were full of shame, mockery, and indifference.

All of this, like an ice pick, pierced her heart, making Lan Qianruo feel that her self-esteem had been trampled on again.

"Shi Jingran! Don't go too far, I'm so good to you, why can't you forgive me?! That's because I love you, too! ”

Lan Qianruo clasped her hands, and her beautiful, star-bright eyes were full of tears. Through the refraction of the light, there was a shining brilliance, but this brilliance was filled with deep sadness.

Shi Jingran sneered and continued to walk towards the study without looking back.

"Shi Jingran, don't think I don't know that you went to find Fu Qiqi today. Since she doesn't love you, why are you still struggling? ”

Lan Qianruo wiped the tears from her cheeks, raised her head and questioned Shi Jingran, heartbreaking.

Shi Jingran's long body suddenly paused there, and he turned around slightly.

Looking from Lan Qianruo's direction, I happened to see his resolute chin and high nose bridge. There seemed to be a faint aroma of wine in the air, and realizing that this was Shi Jingran's smell, Lan Qianruo's heart began to beat faster.

She was a little annoyed with herself, obviously angry, but when she saw him, all principles became unprincipled.

At this moment, Shi Jingran's thin lips opened slowly, and the words he spit out made Lan Qianruo's throbbing heart begin to slowly cool down.

I saw him say, "Qianruo, I don't love you, why do you still pester me?" ”

Shi Jingran didn't seem to want Lan Qianruo to answer, and when he saw her stiff face, he sneered, took off his suit and walked towards the study.

After so many days of marriage, although he and Lan Qianruo lived in a villa, they had never shared a room.

He returned late at night, slept in his study for the night, and set out early.

Lan Qianruo's body went limp, and she sat on the ground along the railing, bursting into tears.

The thin-lipped man was affectionate, and Lan Qianruo suddenly remembered this sentence.

The servants in the villa had long been accustomed to arguing with Lan Qianruo, and when they saw Lan Qianruo sitting on the ground, they still couldn't bear it, so they stepped forward to help Lan Qianruo up.

The servant sighed and said, "Miss, don't cry, I'll help you in and rest." ”

Lan Qianruo's eyes were hazy with tears, she turned her head to look at the servant, and opened her mouth lightly: "The thin-lipped man is thin, is it because he gave all his love to a woman, so he is thin?" ”

The servant was very puzzled, and did not say a word for a long time.

The evening breeze blew, the light and shadow on the carpet swayed, and the whole villa suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

Lan Qianruo's eyes drooped with tears, but his eyes were firm: "As long as I work hard, he will definitely find my goodness and fall in love with me." ”

As long as there is no her, he will definitely choose himself.

Lan Qianruo silently recited this sentence in her heart, and in an instant, a thousand calculations seemed to flash in her heart.

Shi Jingran in the study, his fingers moved unconsciously, and with his movements, the photos of Fu Qiqi in the computer changed one by one.

He was full of drunkenness, and if he looked closely, he would find that his gaze at Fu Qiqi's photo was clear and firm.

After a long time, Shi Jingran opened Fu Qiqi's stage play again.

Seeing Fu Qiqi's sad but courageous smile when he committed suicide, Shi Jingran's eyes suddenly turned red.

I don't know how long it took, Shi Jingran fell asleep leaning on the back of the chair, but the dance drama in the computer was repeated over and over again.

His fingers darkened slightly, and the entire study quickly fell into darkness. But Fu Qiqi's vivid dancing posture was still repeated over and over again in his mind.

The wind at night in China is full of heat and dryness, which makes people panic. But Australia, which has a two-hour time difference with China, is a holy world of ice and snow.

When Fu Qiqi got off the plane, it was already evening, and the cold wind was blowing, and she couldn't help but wrap herself in a down jacket. After straightening the line hat on her head and exhaling, she pulled her suitcase and walked out.

In the future, she will live here, a country with a two-hour time difference between winter and China, a three-hour time difference between summer and China, and a summer and winter just the opposite.

Maybe it's the difference in the environment, Fu Qiqi feels that what is happening in China seems to be much farther away, and there is a feeling of being separated from the world.

She looked up at the dark sky, and her big black eyes suddenly moistened.

After arriving at the apartment, the first thing Fu Qiqi did was to call Fu Jingxin.

The phone rang and was picked up: "Qiqi, since you have gotten there, you have to live a good life, don't let my sister and father worry." ”

Fu Qiqi sniffed lightly and nodded vigorously.

It took her a long time to find out that she was talking to Fu Jingxin on the phone, and Fu Jingxin couldn't see her nodding.

This discovery made Fu Qiqi's heart suddenly sour, and he choked up and said, "Sister, Dad, I will take care of myself." ”

Fu Feng next to the phone sighed and said, "Qiqi, don't blame Dad for sending you so far away, Dad is for your own good......"

Fu Feng's words with deep love made Fu Qiqi no longer able to control himself, and let his face wet with tears.

She hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand, for fear that her voice would leak out a little and make Fu Feng and Fu Jingxin worried.

Maybe this is her best choice. There are no acquaintances, and there are no sad memories of the past.

A week later, Fu Qiqi sighed again, walking on the streets, admiring the scenery of Australia that is different from that of China.

Ever since she came here, she didn't like to be in the house.

Every day after class, she walked outside and stayed until late before returning home. Sometimes I read a book in a coffee shop, and sometimes I walked aimlessly down the street like I do today.

Only then did she feel that she was not alone. I wouldn't be in a room where she was alone, remembering some memories I didn't want to remember.

As she walked slowly to the bus stop, her mobile phone rang suddenly.

When she saw that the phone showed an unfamiliar international call, her heart suddenly beat rapidly.

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but hook up a wry smile, and she had to admit that since she came to Australia, every time her phone rang, she wished that Shi Jingran's familiar and mellow voice could be heard on the other side of the phone.

Every time, she couldn't help but blame herself for not being productive, and kept warning herself in her heart that she couldn't have such thoughts again.

But next time, she still couldn't help but think like this and look forward to it.

Although she knew it was impossible, she still couldn't bear that he could do this, and went to investigate her phone number as domineering as before, and then called her.

The phone rang several times, and Fu Qiqi hooked up his wandering thoughts, and picked up the phone with apologies and hope.

"Qiqi, how are you doing?"

Shen Zhongyi said while drinking tea, his voice low and magnetic.

Fu Qiqi was stunned, she never thought that it would be Shen Zhongyi's phone. After a while, he said a little sneeringly: "Shen Tuan ......"

Shen Zhongyi seemed to see Fu Qiqi's stunned expression, and actually laughed.