Not long after Lu Weiwei and Lin Chen left, a new guest came to Cheng Ji's basement.

The man in the suit was polite, "Mr. Cheng, the car is ready, do you need us to help you carry these boxes into the car?" ”

Cheng Ji sighed, "Do you want your old man to be so anxious?" He also sent someone to see me off. ”

The man was silent for a moment and replied, "Mr. Cheng, it's Mrs. who asked us to see you off." ”

Cheng Ji: "......"

He scratched a messy hair and smiled bitterly: "She deliberately wanted to anger me." ”

"Mr. Cheng, these boxes ......"

"Let's move." Cheng Ji glanced at the messy basement, "Let's move out." ”

He doesn't have any luggage, only three or five pieces of laundry, most of the toiletries are disposable, only paint materials occupy most of the space, and also occupy most of his life.

Everything was loaded into the car, and what couldn't be packed was packed and sent away in advance, Cheng Ji sat in the car and exhaled.

- It's going to be on the road again.

He seems to be on the road all the time.

This time I stayed in Qingjiang for half a year, which is the longest time.

For half a year, the woman refused to see him.

In fact, what he said to Lu Weiwei was true, he just wanted to see her, nothing else.

But even so, the woman refused to see him.

He had a bad temper, got into a fight with her, made a lot of nonsense on the Internet, said all kinds of cruel things, and did not hesitate to go to court, like a clown who used all his strength just to win the attention of the audience.

It doesn't matter whether the lawsuit can be won or not.

He doesn't care how much the compensation is.

As long as he saw her, he had achieved his goal.

In this life, there will always be some obsessions, and his obsession is to see her - to see her eyebrows and eyes, to remember her expression, along with the breath, feelings, and emotional fluctuations in an instant, all imprinted in the bottom of his heart.

……

The night scene is prosperous, and the lights on both sides of the Qingjiang River are brilliant.

The car passed by the Qingjiang Bridge, Cheng Ji slowly parked the car on the side of the road, then got out of the car and lit a cigarette.

The vehicle that sent him also stopped, "Mr. Cheng?" ”

Cheng Ji waved his hand at the other party, "Don't worry, wait until I finish smoking this cigarette." ”

After saying that, she wanted to laugh again, and the woman specially arranged for these people to send him off, and she didn't know what to worry about.

Is she eager to kick him out of Qingjiang, or is she afraid that her menopausal husband will do irrational things again?

…… It doesn't matter anymore.

Anyway, it's all over.

Cheng Ji looked at the magnificent bridge and remembered the first time he saw her.

She was crying desperately.

When he rushed over to tear his paintings, he was very fierce.

Later, the two were ridiculous in the car, and she endured the pain, crying and scolding: "Since he wants it so much, I will destroy it!" I'll ruin it! ”

She was so ambitious that she gave her first time to a wandering painter on the side of the road.

Such a green body, such bitter tears......

Maybe it was the pleasure that stimulated the brain, or maybe the night was too blurry, Cheng Ji felt that this dream was extremely enchanting and erotic after feeling her despair, fierceness, and vulnerability.

…… When she woke up from the dream and the sun shone into the car, she raised her upper body sleepily and looked out the window.

This picture was frozen in Cheng Ji's mind.

His gaze, inch by inch over her, observed, and pondered her reaction.

Is it remorse, or is it a breakdown? Or run into the bridge fence again and try to kill yourself?

None of the results were available.

She looked at him confusedly, and her voice was soft—

"Hey, take me away."