On the other side of the ocean, the United States, with a thirteen-hour time difference, New York.

The heavy rain at night is always overcast and cold.

Feng Fan sheltered from the rain in a small phone booth, his hands in his pockets, leaning against the door, looking indifferently at the hazy neon outside through the glass.

Droplets of water shimmered at the ends of his hair and eventually dripped silently. The navy blue printed shirt clings to him, and the rain-soaked khaki trousers look embarrassed, but they can't hide the handsome face and the melancholy between the eyebrows.

He remembered that on the day he first arrived in the United States, he called Mingyue to report his safety, and the silence lasted almost for most of the half-hour of their conversation.

Before hanging up the phone, Mingyue said leisurely: "I really hope you can meet your happiness soon." ”

In an instant, it was as if an ice blade pierced Feng Fan's chest, and not a drop of blood was missing, because the blood was frozen by her determination.

When she left, she was so reluctant, and he was looking forward to it, Feng Fan even thought that if she gave each other more time, they might still be close.

Why did Mingyue become so indifferent in a blink of an eye?

If it weren't for the traces of her tears on his shirt, Feng Fan would really suspect that the scenes staged at the airport were just his imagination.

That day, Feng Fan closed his eyes fiercely, his mood was almost hopeless, and he forced himself to laugh in his voice, not wanting her to add to her troubles on the other side of the world: "There are still many months until April Fool's Day next year, is this a rehearsal for you?" ”

Only Mingyue's shallow breathing echoed in his heart from a long distance.

Feng Fan seemed to have selectively forgotten how they ended that phone call, and only one passage lingered in his mind all the time-

Feelings can't withstand the double devastation of distance and time, you have walked so far, to a completely unfamiliar environment, and even skin tones similar to you and me are no longer visible everywhere, how long do you think your heart can remain unchanged?

Feng Fan's self-deprecating smile was reflected on the glass, don't think for me that in a strange country, a strange face, even the night is a strange situation, I can forget my original intention!

In the dense rain curtain, the blurred figure is getting closer and closer, and in an instant it has come to the phone booth.

When the door opened, the slanting rain walked in with a tall brown-haired beauty.

Obviously she didn't expect someone here, and after a moment of surprise, she casually took the door and greeted Feng Fan generously: "Hello! Her gaze wandered restlessly at him, he was the most outstanding Oriental she had ever seen, and easily piqued her interest.

Feng Fan responded politely and consciously took half a step back.

The already narrow space was extremely crowded at this time, the girl's brown eyes were full of smiles, and the movements of her hair were full of self-righteous charm, and she chatted with Feng Fan enthusiastically, as if she didn't understand that his indifferent face represented impatience.

I have always known that girls in some countries are particularly open-minded, but when the red lips easily say "You are *y!" Feng Fan frowned unhappily;

When he saw the explicit desire in those eyes, Feng Fan felt sick uncomfortably;

When the white right hand approached his shoulder, Feng Fan reached out to block her first, and in his surprised gaze, he said, "You are bad."

Very ungentlemanly, Feng Fan pushed away the beauty who was about the same height as himself and walked out resolutely.

The eyes of the whole world are amazed, he is so disdainful, he only cares about Mingyue's thoughts alone!