At night, the street that should be bustling with traffic is particularly quiet because of the dead of night, and the silence makes people lonely.

A slender figure ran barefoot on the potholed ground, the sharp stones pierced into the smooth soles of the feet and still had no loneliness, the chest rose and fell violently, and the girl's eyes looked back in a panic, as if there was nothing more painful than this.

It's so dark! There is no one! Please, even if it's just one person!

I don't want to run in this seemingly never-ending darkness anymore......

The lights of each house were turned off by the dim lights, and the roads became visible and visible, but the streets that were originally dim gradually became hollow.

I wanted to scream but couldn't scream, the two lip flaps opened and closed slightly, I don't know if it was cold sweat or running for a long time, sweat left from the forehead, and there was still a trace of bitterness at the corners of the mouth.

This scene is not terrible, I should have been used to it for a long time, the young and beautiful face is still impatient, but it is not panicked, for myself this is probably the most painful thing.

It was the front, that glimmer of light, which was supposed to be in the direction of darkness......

Ning Qiu hesitated for a moment, but still walked towards the light, the light that slowly became bigger, that was not the light, it was the real region for Ning Qiu.

The vulnerous, pale light became dispersed, floating around Ning Qiu like droplets, a few drops on the corners of the white skirt, and on the skin, but Ning Qiu felt the contact on his own skin, scorching hot, as if he was about to pierce his body.

Suddenly, the white water droplets burst one by one, like a dotted flame, burning all around, including themselves.

The black pupils became bloody, but Ning Qiu didn't feel a trace of heat, but it was a bone-chilling cold, which was cold to the bottom of his heart, making him unable to move.

Even so, the most painful thing is that I am still awake, my heart is trembling, my hair hanging down my chest is scorched by the flames, and the ashes are floating in front of my eyes, making everything quiet.

Just when it burned in front of his eyes, Ning Qiu had already felt that his eyelashes were constantly burning, and the bottom of his eyes was tingling, and he closed his eyes suddenly! When I opened it again, it was already dark.

His chest rose and fell violently, and Ning Qiu unconsciously attached his eyes with his right hand, finding that it was already wet.

With a wry smile, it doesn't seem to be all a dream, at least the bitterness at the corners of the mouth is tears.

It's been a long, long time since I've had this kind of dream, but the funny thing is that the last time I had this kind of dream, it seemed like yesterday.

After all, I won't forgive myself, or I haven't let go at all.

Ning Qiu lifted the velvet quilt on his body and opened the floor-to-ceiling curtain on the right, the sky was bright, and the lilac sky, carrying a white ribbon-like cloud, gradually drifted into the distance.

Ning Qiu was a little uncomfortable with the strong light because of the sudden bright light, blinked his eyes, turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

The woman in the mirror, her long hair is slightly curly, but it exudes luster, soft and smooth, and her fair skin can be broken by blowing, even if it is the original slightly red and swollen eyes, it is also exceptionally bright and good-looking, and the corners of her mouth are slightly dry, so that she is dyed with a hint of paleness, even so it is extremely delicate and beautiful.

Except, the expression is as dead and silent as ever, and the black pupils are unwavering, as if there is nothing to be happy about, like a vase.

Ning Qiu took a deep breath, turned on the faucet, and slapped cold water on his face without saying a word, so as to sober himself up.

The mobile phone above the bath 'ticked', Ning Qiu turned off the faucet and unlocked it smoothly, looking at the message on the page:

'Ning group, the meeting is ten o'clock, half an hour early. The hotel has been informed that the car will take you over. ’

'Got it. Ning Qiu replied quickly.

The hotel seems to be set for today, it is now seven o'clock, there is still enough time to get to the business hall, Ning Qiu silently calculated the time, and there is no room for loss.

Ning Qiu quickly used cold water to eliminate a little puffiness on his eyes, opened his duffel bag, put on his shirt, changed into a black women's suit, and painted himself a light makeup, and when everything was dealt with, it was already eight o'clock.

Looking at the woman in the full-length mirror, she has a slender and perfect look, a bright face, and a long and agile pitch blackness, and there is no trace of discomfort.

Finally confirmed, Ning Qiu picked up his light suitcase, opened the hotel door, and took the elevator to the counter downstairs to handle the formalities.

The foreign brother in overalls looked at the Chinese woman in front of him, and lost his mind for a moment, oh my God, what a beautiful woman.

Ning Qiu's face was indifferent, put the room card on the marble counter, and said fluently in authentic English: "Hello, check out." ”

The foreign brother was immediately changed to his senses by this cold voice, and his work quality calmed him down, and said: "Okay miss, this is the deposit, your special car is outside, it is the silver-white one." ”

"Hmm." Ning Qiu moved quickly, and disappeared into the hotel with his high heels.

It was not far from the hotel to the business hall, just half an hour, Ning Qiu looked at a building in front of him, which was resplendent and had its own heritage, worthy of being a representative building in France. It's intimidating.

"Ning group! Over here. ”

With a voice, Ning Qiu walked to the door of the hall, and a woman with a delicate face who was also wearing a black suit beckoned to Ning Qiu.

It was Lu Xiaoxiao, Ning Qiu walked over, saw that she was the only one, and asked, "You are alone, what about Yu Jing?" ”

"Oh, he's in there." Lu Xiaoxiao replied.

"Hmm." Ning Qiu replied briefly, and walked straight inside.

Lu Xiaoxiao was also accustomed to Ning Qiu's temperament, so she naturally followed behind her.

Ning Qiu brought the work card, the attendants on both sides stood straight, there was no obstruction, and by the stone pillar on the right, Ning Qiu had quickly found a familiar person.

A young man in a black suit, with a harmless complexion, was a little baby-faced, and saw Ning Qiu and Lu Xiaoxiao walking forward quickly.

"Well, have you found the place to speak?" Ning Qiu was not polite and asked directly.

"Ning Group, I found it, go down the stairs here to the podium." Yu Jing seemed a little restrained, and reciprocated seriously.

"Let's go, then." Ning Qiu took the document handed to him by Lu Xiaoxiao and walked forward quickly.

The exchange meeting between the first city of China and neighboring countries was held in this magnificent hall.

Ning Qiu was wearing black overalls, a royal blue shirt, and his long brown hair with slightly curly hair hung down wantonly on his chest, beating briskly with the master's fast pace.

The crisp clicks of high heels echoed through the marble-floored hall, blending in with the cacophony of the surrounding voices.