Ferry tickets are for tomorrow.

In the study, Qing Qian looked at him with eager and expectant eyes. Since they met, this is a look that Qingqian has never given him. On a normal day, he would be ecstatic, but at the moment, he only felt sour.

"Must go?"

Qing Qian took Bian Shaoxian's ticket and carefully collected it, and sighed lightly: "If I don't leave, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave for the rest of my life." It's just you, I'm gone, what are you going to do? ”

The table lamp is bright, and the shallow side face is weak in the light.

Bian Shaoxian's heart softened: "It doesn't matter, my brother-in-law has a very good relationship with the young marshal, and he shouldn't be very embarrassed with me." ”

Both of them had not slept all night. When the sky was slightly bright, Bian Shaoxian used the excuse that the military department was not manpowered, so he transferred all the guards in the official residence. Subsequently, Qingqian was unwell and had to be rushed to Huaijiang Hospital.

The car drove all the way out of the Huanyuan Mansion, and there was a feeling of being in a trance dream.

The driver is a very trustworthy person in Bian Shaoxian, and it is inevitable that the car will send them directly to Qingang, and the scenery on the side of the road will fly by. It was about noon, and after leaving the boundary of Jinyuan, Qingqian's heart calmed down a little.

They arrived early, and the tickets were for 4 p.m. Qingqian and Xiaoxi never got off the car, and it was not until someone boarded the boat one after another that Qingqian asked Xiaoxi to get off the bus and board the boat.

She was afraid that there would be any more troubles, and she kept heading towards the steamer.

But in the end, it can't be fulfilled.

On the open pier, there is a sea of people on one side and a solemn guard on the other. He was dressed in military uniform and stood in the safe area built by the guards.

Qing Qian's feet standing on the gangway seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. Her previous passengers had boarded the ship, and those after her were screened back to shore. There was silence on the docks, and everyone's eyes were on her. She was the only one left, standing alone on the long gangway.

He Shiyi just looked at her with a smile from afar, not blocking or leaving.

Qingqian's body trembled slightly, and his hands were clenched into fists. After a long time, he resolutely took a step towards the ship. She wondered if if she had taken a step forward, and what would have followed would be a deadly shooting.

As Qing Qian walked away, the smile on He Shiyi's face gradually faded.

When the ship was completely boarded, the expected gunfire did not ring. Passengers began to board the ship in an orderly manner one after another. Qing Qian stood on the deck, silently watching He Shiyi on the shore.

Panic, fear, calmness, and the heartache that followed. It wasn't until I watched the ship's gangway ladder be removed, the anchor was pulled up, and the boat slowly sailed to the shore, and Qingqian seemed to gradually understand the intention of He Wetsuit.

He didn't come to stop her, but to see her off.

An inexplicable sense of powerlessness surged in. What wet his cheeks, but he could only look at the shore, and the military uniform gradually blurred.

Watching the ship slowly sail away from the port, He Shiyi's body could no longer support it, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the placket.

"Qingqian, forgive me for finally fooling you again. Not later, goodbye. ”

Three years later, London, England.

Despite living in this city for nearly a year, Qing Qian still can't adapt to the city's perennial foggy weather. At first, it feels like a hazy beauty. Over time, that beauty is lost.

The clock on the wall rang, and Qing Qian put on a blanket and paced to the window. Sure enough, I saw a man and a woman, coming towards the house.

It's Qi Liangzhi and Mo Weibai.

Qing Qian stretched out his hand and greeted the two people outside the building. Qi Liangzhi looked up just in time to see it, and anxiously ordered Qingqian to leave the window quickly. A light smile agreed.

Three years ago, Qing Qian had just arrived in London, and he was not familiar with everything, but fortunately he was taken care of by these two people.

Qi Liangzhi has been successfully admitted to university for further study, while Mo Weibai has entered the circle of Chinese in London and gradually started some small businesses. His family has been in business for generations, and he has been exposed to it since he was a child, and he is quite comfortable with it. After a few businesses, the harvest is quite fruitful. These two people can be regarded as slowly settling down in London. At the end of this month, they will be married.

They said that when they got married, they would move out.

This small cottage was purchased by my father in London earlier. She remembered that her father once said that she didn't know half a word of foreign Chinese, and she was afraid that coming here with her would drag her down. In fact, more often than not, it was he who dragged down his father.

Three years ago, before planning to go abroad, she secretly wrote to Qi Liangzhi. When the ship arrived at the port of England, it was picked up by these two men. Because she was pregnant, her time at sea was quite hard, and when she arrived here, she fell seriously ill. But fortunately, the child was saved, and after the illness was cured, after giving birth to the child, Qi Liangzhi handed over a letter written by Yan Yezheng to Qing Qian, and Qing Qian's mood gradually improved.

"Wu Erqing,

If you see this letter, Du'er has gone to a foreign country. For the life and death of the father, there is no further investigation. The life and death of the father is caused by the struggle for power, and has nothing to do with others.

Qing Keyi traveled with his father when he was a child, and met a young soldier in the Huade Boat Company. This young man is also wet. Indeed, the Father was commanded by men to take his life. The reasons for this were not formed.

When I saw this person again, I was afraid of my father, but I was afraid of hurting my son.

After a few days of watching, my father thought that He was a trustworthy person. Don't worry about your son because of your father.

Father Yan Yezheng handwritten

After reading the letter, he hurriedly asked Qi Liangzhi. However, a month after the two of them arrived in Germany, their father's letter also arrived. All this was expected by my father.

After reading the letter, my heart gradually calmed down.

For the next three years, his health was not improving, so he stayed at home to take care of Wangjin. In a flash, Wangjin is more than two years old this year.

Qingqian walked to the side of the stairs, accompanied by the sound of "bang" leather boots colliding with the wooden stairs, Qi Liangzhi's voice also followed: "Yan Qingqian, your body is just right, tell you not to blow the wind, why don't you listen to ......." ”

"My big mother Qi, I know it's wrong." Qingqian wrapped the blanket on his body and smiled at Qi Liangzhi. In the past few years of experience abroad, Qi Liangzhi has become more and more cheerful and refreshing.

"It's all mothers, why don't you know how to cherish yourself so much. What does Wangjin think of you, a mother? ……”

"Jin'er was lost to Jesse by you again!" Qing Qian was most afraid of Qi Liangzhi's broken thoughts, and saw that Wangjin did not come back with them. It is expected that Jesse must have been left behind. Jesse is one of the few foreigners he knows here. He is Liang Zhi's classmate at school, he is enthusiastic and likes children very much.

"Hmm." Qi Liangzhi's face was slightly uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?" Looking at Qi Liangzhi's face, she was slightly stunned.

"Xiao Zhi, I can hide it for a while, but I can't hide it for a lifetime. Shallow is also an understanding person, why should we lie. Mo Weibai, who had been silent next to him, suddenly spoke, and his expression even showed a little excitement: "Commander He is here." ”

Mo Weibai's sentence made Qingqian's face suddenly white.

The 'Commander He' in his mouth is shallow, and he naturally knows who it is. As early as half a year ago, Luo Rongkai was seriously ill and resigned, and He Shiyi inherited the post of commander-in-chief of Jinyuan.

"Nishiki ...... Jin'er was taken away by him? Qing asked urgently.

"Shallow...... I'm sorry. However, he promised that after half an hour, he would send Jin'er back. Qi Liangzhi hurriedly explained.

"Where are they?" Qingqian's heart was unusually flustered, and she just wanted to see Jin'er as soon as possible.

"They should be in the manor in front, I'll take you there." Qi Liangzhi saw Qing Qian's appearance, apologized in her heart, and said this and led Qing Qian downstairs.

"Zhi." Mo Weibai's reprimanding voice came.

Qi Liangzhi ignored it, and glared back fiercely with a look. He was already pulling Qingqian and preparing to go downstairs.

"You ...... If Commander He really wants to take Jin'er away, can you stop it? Mo Weibai sighed slightly: "Shallow, Xiao Zhi doesn't know Commander He, don't you even understand him?" ”

Qing Qian's footsteps on the stairs slowly stopped. Oh, yes! That person, if he really planned to take Jin'er away, would not use such a method. Qingqian paused for a while, and patted Qi Liangzhi's arm comfortingly. Turned around and turned back upstairs.

"Brother Mo, thank you."

Outside the window, distant mountains and trees shrouded in this confused mist. Sitting in front of the window for a long time, it seems that he is in a villa on Shao Mi Mountain in Jinyuan. I remember that I offended the Cao Gang that year and injured my wrist. Her father arranged for her to rest on Shao Mi Mountain. Despite the rainy weather, her father would come up to visit her from time to time. Several times she sat in front of the window and saw her father coming from the mist.

Now, she sits here, quietly looking out the window. It's as if it's the old time when I was waiting for my father to come again.

Time passed little by little, and the clock on the wall "tick, tick" swayed slowly. In the mist, two figures, one large and one small, came slowly. Jin'er was carried on her shoulders by He Shiyi, dancing with her hands. It was a little far away, and I couldn't see He Wet's expression clearly. He wore a suit and hadn't seen him for three years, and the years didn't seem to have left any mark on him.

He Shiyi handed Wangjin to Qi Liangzhi, who was already waiting outside the door, and when he raised his head, he happened to meet Shangqing's shallow gaze.

The bay window is a moulle lace in a red color. The light and dark color will give you a faint roughness when you put it on your hand.

"You took good care of Jin'er." Since entering the room, He Shiyi's gaze has never left Qingqian.

"What are you doing here?" When the voice came out, even Qingqian was surprised how he could be so calm.

"Don't think about it, I'm just coming to see you. Never do anything you don't like again. He Shiyi always stood by the door, never entered the room, maybe he didn't dare.

Listening to He Shiyi's words. The shallow heart seems to be relaxed, but it seems to be sour again.

"I'm going abroad this time, and I'm going back to China tomorrow...... Let's talk for a while. He Shiyi's voice was slightly hoarse.

"What do you want to say?" Qingqian's hand holding the lace tightened, and finally turned to look at He Wet.

"It's good to say anything...... such a gesture as Qingqian, He Shiyi became at a loss. If she was hysterical, or a little tougher, he would have thought of a way to deal with it, but he didn't expect her to be so calm. It seems that the love-hate entanglement between them has gone through the passage of time without a trace.

"I don't hate you anymore." Qingqian pursed her dry lips, she was telling the truth. Since reading the letters left by her father, her resentment towards He Shiyi has faded day by day.

"...... you" He Shiyi's face turned pale, and he didn't hate? If you don't love, you don't hate. Is that so?

"I see. Next year, I'll come again. Qing Qian looked at He Shiyi's sudden face, and his heart was shocked, and he understood that he must have misunderstood, and was about to open his mouth to explain something, when He Shiyi's voice came again.

"Foreign countries are not as far as Jinyuan, you have to take good care of yourself. I will go back first, so as not to annoy you. He Shiyi smiled self-deprecatingly, and immediately walked out of the room and gently buttoned the door.

Qing Qian's body stiffened, and he stood in front of the window in a daze, only staring at the door that was slowly closing, but he couldn't do anything.

After a while, Qingqian turned his head to look out the window, and He Shiyi's figure was clearly visible. Smiled and beckoned to her, turned away, and faded into the mist.

came so suddenly, and went so suddenly.

Qingqian sat quietly in front of the window, and Qi Liangzhi played with Wangjin.

"Hey, what is this?" Qi Liangzhi took out a photo from Wangjin's small schoolbag.

"It's Mommy, Mommy." Xiao Wangjin said in a milky voice, and took the photo from the stunned Qi Liangzhi as he spoke. Swayed to the front of Qing Qian, and handed the photo to Qing Qian.

On the slightly yellowed photo, Qing Qian three years ago stood in front of the main gate of the Normal University. On the small declination angle of the photo, a figure in uniform is faintly visible. Qingqian knows who that person is. Tears unconsciously dripped onto the photo.

Xiao Wangjin next to him didn't know why, and anxiously shouted, "Mom, Mom." In his shallow mind, the words that the man said when he was leaving sounded repeatedly: "Next year, I will come again." ”

Next year, how long will you have to wait?

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