At the airport in the early hours of the morning, the night was thick and terrible, like a frame of ink painting. There was not even a moon in the sky overhead, and the heat was unpleasant.

Waiting at the airport with everyone, Lin Qingqing showed an anxious expression on his face. She didn't speak, and the others remained silent.

As if it was a tacit understanding, everyone was silent, just quietly looking at the security checkpoint, waiting for the slender figure to come out of it.

It's only been more than three months since they left, how could the person who was still standing in front of her quietly disappear so quickly?

An inexplicable emotion filled Lin Qingqing's chest, as a friend, her grief was no less than Xu Yanran's.

At that time, she clearly remembered that the survival time of AIDS patients was two to ten years, and she was still thinking that those two wayward people would not really go to Iceland to live for ten years.

However, when all the realities came one after another, Lin Qingqing realized that those so-called survival times were just a big and empty concept, and not everyone could have such good luck.

"It's out." I don't know who reminded me softly, and everyone's eyes suddenly gathered at the security checkpoint.

Sure enough, a man in a silver down jacket slowly walked out of the security checkpoint. She seemed to be carrying something in her arms, and she had no luggage in her hands.

It's June in S City, not June in Iceland. But wearing a down jacket, Xu Yanran didn't feel hot at all. She just felt like her eyes were sweating all the time, and she couldn't wipe them off no matter how much she wiped them.

Even though she was wearing a down jacket, Xu Yanran still felt that she was cold. She hugged the thing in her arms as if she wanted to rub it into her body.

Closer, closer again, Lin Qingqing watched Xu Yanran finally step out of the security checkpoint, so he went up and hugged her without saying a word.

This hug seemed to have some kind of magic, and it awakened some of the perceptions hidden in Xu Yanran's body. It was after this hug that she finally felt the heart-rending pain return to her body.

If a person accidentally falls into a cold dry well, then her first reaction should be despair. She doesn't cry, she doesn't hurt, she just wants to get out. But at this point, if someone makes a fire for her and hands her a bottle of water, she will surely collapse.

It's actually very simple, I know you can help me, but you can't save me. This warmth is only temporary, but the endless darkness and despair does come from the depths of my heart, and no one can dissolve it.

"Su Cheng, we're going home......" Leaving Lin Qingqing's arms, Xu Yanran muttered to herself holding the box in her arms.

All of a sudden, everyone fell into a great state of sorrow. Emotions are contagious, and they are like a cold virus, pervasive.

The airport in the early hours of the morning is not as lively as during the day, there are many fewer people all of a sudden, and the empty waiting hall is like a mourning hall.

The sadness quickly spreads through this small space, without asking you if you want to or not, just filling your entire chest at once.

That boulder-like emotion pressed Lin Qingqing and made her a little breathless. Life and death are really the most helpless words in the world, but no matter which one it is, she can't resolve it.

Tears finally came out, it was like a late tide, overflowing from Lin Qingqing's tear glands little by little, and then bursting the embankment.

The few people present, in addition to Ou Yuanlan and other rational people, several emotional ones such as Lin Qingqing and Jiang Nuan all burst into tears.

This is even more sad than when I said goodbye to Sioux City, at least at that time, I was just leaving, until I had a chance to see each other again in this life. But I didn't expect that when I said goodbye, it would be forever apart.

She was crying so much that she couldn't shed tears, but Xu Yanran still stubbornly refused to move a step. She hugged Sioux City's urn and sat down on the ground. "You said you were going to marry me...... You don't talk ......" She seemed to be nervous, her eyes were empty, she looked at a corner in a daze, and her mouth kept muttering to herself.

Xu is Lin Qingqing was busy grieving at the moment, she looked at Xu Yanran, and her heart was naturally distressed. But looking at Sioux City's urn again, the pain of the loss of that friend also permeates this chest. So she had no time to care about the expressions of other people at the moment, such as Su Mu and Jiang Shang.

Looking at the small sandalwood box in Xu Yanran's hand, Su Mu's expression also became sad. In fact, he shouldn't have been so sad, even if it was a sad environment.

He didn't know Su Cheng, even if he had heard of it, or met at this time, it was not as sincere as the friendship of these people. But the reason why he is so sad is that there is really another layer in the middle.

When he returned to China, he had already heard about this cousin. He knew that his cousin was excellent, and he also heard that the family company he took over was still thriving.

However, when he returned from abroad, he found that his cousin had gone to Iceland. He just listened to his family talk about going to recuperate, but he didn't know exactly what the disease was. I didn't expect to see you again now, but it was an eternal goodbye.

In addition to Su Mu, another person with an abnormal face was Jiang Shang. He was still standing on the outskirts of the crowd, never entering or leaving.

His gaze seemed to have his own positioning system, and he kept following Xu Yanran's expression changes. Standing quietly in the crowd, just looking at her, not near or far, he was satisfied.

In fact, Jiang Shang knew that he was afraid that he would not be able to forget it. Some feelings tossed and turned in his veins, surging day and night.

I thought that time would slowly wear away everything until the urge slowly subsided. However, this was just his thought that when that person appeared in front of him again, the things that were about to die down had resurfaced.

Looking at Xu Yanran's painful appearance, he gently closed his eyes. Seeing her sad, seeing her heartbreaking, he wished that the person in the urn at this moment was himself.

However, many things in this world are irreplaceable, such as death. Those who have disappeared and left are gone forever, and no matter what happens, they will never come back.

On this moonless summer night, they bid farewell to Sioux City. Despite everyone's thoughts, everyone's grief was not pretended in the slightest.

Those once splendid pasts all rose in front of their eyes with that wisp of green smoke. Then, as the green smoke slowly drifted into the sky, those memories, laughter, and pain became a thing of the past. At this point, Sioux City has become the picture with beautiful eyebrows and eyes in a black frame.