"Don't cry!" Feng Fan wanted to comfort her, but he was so panicked that he didn't know where to put his hand, so he had to hang in the air in embarrassment, "You know best, no matter how far the two ends of the earth are, you can't reach the time, and you can sleep on the plane to ......"

Mingyue grabbed Feng Fan's shirt and shook her head fiercely, it's not like this! That's not what she wanted to say!

“…… Besides, I'm so unenterprising, I may be driven back in two days, so you just wait to pick up the dust for me. ”

The more Feng Fan giggled, the stronger Mingyue's guilt became.

Time flowed in every tear, Feng Fan looked at the electronic clock hanging high opposite, his smile was extremely bitter, from childhood to adulthood, there was no parting that made him so worried.

"Actually......" Looking at the horizon with hazy teary eyes, Mingyue determined whether this direction was the other side he was about to go to.

Today's sunset is exceptionally soft, without the strong colors of the past, and the parting is no longer thrilling.

“…… I'm not without a little bit of excitement. When she said this sentence in Feng Fan's ear, she opened her hand lightly, and it was not difficult to admit it, but it was a pity that Mingyue understood too late!

"Thank you!"

Feng Fan was sincerely grateful, and reached out to hug Mingyue as if he was encouraged, "I don't have any regrets anymore when I heard you say it in person." With his chin resting on her shoulder, Feng Fan closed his eyes, basking in belated bliss.

The time that is too beautiful is always too short, and it seems that it is only a moment when a sweet voice comes from the radio: "...... flying to New York, USA"

No matter how good the sound is, it means urging.

Feng Fan let go of Mingyue and reached out to wipe away the traces of tears on her face, "The flight I took ......"

"I know." She sobbed in reply, staring at him with burning eyes, as if she had a thousand words, but she didn't say a word.

"I know what you're trying to say!" Feng Fan stood up, and his tall figure shrouded Mingyue, "So you don't need to say anything, I will definitely come back, if it is ...... then" If you are still reluctant to me by then, even if it is against the whole world, I will take you away, without hesitation!

Mingyue also stood up and smiled, since she refused to stay, she sent him away in the best manner.

"I said that the words of the jacaranda are waiting for the ...... of love" Before leaving, Feng Fan attached to Mingyue's ear and said: "I hope that when it blooms next time, I can come back to accompany you to enjoy the flowers." ”

She continued: "It's not too late to come back to reunion, the flowers will bloom and fail, but the mood of waiting will not change." ”

In the dialogue before the farewell, no matter how beautiful the words are, they can't hide the sadness.

He was silent, his eyes lingering on her face, cherishing every second.

The announcement urging boarding became more and more urgent every time, Feng Fan took a deep breath and pulled up his luggage, and Mingyue accompanied him to the boarding gate.

"Have a nice trip." She said to him, I hope you meet beautiful love in a foreign land.

"Take care, too." He said to her, I hope you and An Yi don't enter the palace of marriage too early......

Pulling his luggage and striding towards the ticket gate, the back of the sealed sail was firm.

After checking the ticket, he couldn't help but smile and turned back, waving at Mingyue in a dashing manner.

I suddenly remembered that on the day I first saw him, he smiled brightly. Mingyue also waved her hand, not only to see off the sealed sails, but also to say goodbye to their past.

I watched him turn around heavily, and watched him go around the corner.

The flamboyant silver hair disappeared in front of his eyes, and tears filled his eyes again.

Until the end, Mingyue didn't say anything, no matter how many times she tried again, she and Feng Fan's ending would not change.

The glass window is bright and dazzling, and the bright moon stands in front of the window, and all kinds of past things come to mind.

The clouds are steaming and the clouds are beautiful, and the planes are crossing the brilliant sky.

Goodbye, Sealed Sail.

When we meet again, I will be relieved and let you no longer fall into the mud......