From the moment she entered the airport, he caught her figure, and of course, Song Heng's figure at the same time. Fastest update access: щщщ.79XS.сОΜ.

The weather was very cold in the morning, but at the beginning of summer, Qing Qing only wore a white 'colored' sweater that was not too thick.

Xiao Mo's brows furrowed at that time, isn't this Song Heng her boyfriend? So don't care about people?

But after a moment, he retracted his thoughts.

The coffee gradually got cold after cup, and the people in the airport left one 'wave' and one 'wave' came another, busy.

Xia Chuqing and Song Heng have been standing in a corner and talking, and the two of them are reluctant. Xia Chuqing didn't see Xiao Mo from beginning to end, but answered a few phone calls.

Xia Yongfang sent a text message to Xia Chuqing: "The fog is too big, I'm afraid I can't catch up." ”

Although Xia Chuqing was disappointed, she still replied: "It's okay, Dad, pay attention to safety." ”

"What's the matter, Uncle Xia is not coming?" Song Heng glanced at the text message.

"yes, I can't catch up." Xia Chuqing is still a little lost.

She looked up and looked around the airport again, as if none of the people she wanted to see had come.

"It's okay, don't be sad, next time I'll take your dad to France to see you. It's just that Uncle Xia is too busy, you have to be more considerate and considerate of him. Song Heng said.

"Yo, Young Master Song is so sensible, I can't see it!"

"I'm comforting you, you white-eyed wolf actually dislikes me."

Song Heng quarreled with her for a while, and he also knew that Xia Chuqing was reluctant, but there was a farewell.

"Come in, I have to go back to school, go back to catch up on sleep." Song Heng said.

"Then I'm leaving." Xia Chuqing jumped off the suitcase.

"Well, let's go, you're grinding again, don't blame me for not reminding me if you miss the plane."

"Song Heng, you praise me." Xia Chuqing suddenly looked into his eyes and said.

The corners of Song Heng's mouth 'twitched', did Xia Chuqing 'twitch' the wind?

Looking at Xia Chuqing's earnest eyes, Song Heng still praised her: "Miss Xia, you are beautiful and well-behaved, sensible, good at learning, good at organization, good 'sex' personality, and good family background......"

Just when Song Heng wanted to continue, Xia Chuqing interrupted him abruptly: "Then you say, why do some people just look down on it." ”

"He's blind!" Song Heng said.

Xia Chuqing was in a better mood, and she nodded again and again: "Yes, that's right." ”

"Alright, alright, let's go in, remember to eat something, I'm hungry."

What he just praised Xia Chuqing was actually telling the truth, Xia Chuqing is really good, otherwise, there are many suitors from childhood to adulthood, and there is no shortage of high-quality ones.

"Then I'm really in, you go back and chase the shadow, don't give up." At the beginning of summer, Qing was reluctant to give up.

"Say it again." Song Heng pushed her in.

Xia Chuqing had no choice but to wave goodbye to Song Heng, and it would be too late if she didn't go in.

Song Heng also waved to her, Xia Chuqing didn't move, but he slowly retreated.

Xia Chuqing's eyes were red, and when the distance between them was ten steps away, she turned her head ruthlessly, and tears almost flowed down.

Three-year ...... Or longer......

Time is the cruelest ......

She walked towards the ticket gate with her suitcase, never daring to look back.

Song Heng took a few more steps back, standing in the crowd, standing in a place where she couldn't be seen.

He is also 'very' sad, he has been going to school with Xia Chuqing since he was a child, and now, she is going to France.

The crowd was bustling, and Song Heng 'inserted' his hands in his 'trousers' pockets, silently watching the direction where Xia Chuqing disappeared.

However, in the same way, there are two lines of sight in the café, which keep falling on the 'girl' child who is pulling the suitcase......

He saw her eager, expectant gaze as she landed in the crowd, and he saw her red eyes and unshed tears......

As soon as his heart was touched, he pulled it up fiercely.

When I first met, I was still in the corridor of the old house in Jincheng, and the weather was 'gloomy', but she was like a blazing beam.

After Xia Chuqing entered, Song Heng didn't leave, sitting in a corner, waiting for the news of the flight taking off.

At 10:10 a.m., he glanced at his watch, and he knew that the plane had taken off.

Xiao Mo also glanced at his watch at the same time, and then picked up the mobile phone that had been resting on the table for a long time.

I made a phone call, and there was only a mechanical 'female' voice on the other end: the phone you dialed was turned off.

Xiao Mo didn't do anything, just silently put down his phone again and sent a text message: Have a good trip.

The coffee was already cold, almost a full cup, and there was no more heat wafting out. Everything in the airport felt a little cool, and it took a long time for Xiao Mo to stand up.

Song Heng also stood up, he shook his head, sighed, and walked towards his car.

Just as Song Heng was about to walk to his car, suddenly, a hand stretched out and blocked his way.

Song Heng raised his head, and in front of him was a man wearing a black 'color' windbreaker, with deep eyebrows, a calm face, and a mature charm and powerful aura all over his body.

"What a coincidence, you're here to send Chu Qing?" Song Heng was slightly stunned, but soon his face was as usual and said with a smile, "It's a pity that she has already gotten on the plane." ”

This man is exactly what Xia Chuqing told him just now.

Although Xia Chuqing didn't tell him his name, he wasn't interested in knowing either.

"Do you have time?" Xiao Mo looked at him intently and said in a deep voice.

Song Heng and Xiao Mobi are much younger, and he has no fear, nodding: "Yes, do you want to talk to me?" Or invite me to breakfast? ”

"Whatever you want."

Xiao Mo dropped two words, turned around and walked towards a black 'colored' car behind Song Heng, which was his car.

Xiao Mo started the car, and Song Heng immediately jumped into his sports car and followed.

The airport was far away from the city center, and Xiao Mo drove away, and Song Heng followed him.

When he arrived at a wide road, Song Heng even overtook Xiao Mo and drove in front of him.

Song Heng has been busy making up classes during this time, and he hasn't been racing for a long time, so he misses drag racing a little.

It's just that a man like Xiao Mo has no interest in drag racing.

Xiao Mo's car drove very steadily, and he didn't care about Song Heng.

Song Heng would sometimes open the car window, whistle and shout to him: "Handsome guy, speed up, we can compare." ”

Xiao Mo didn't even open the window, let alone say a word.

"It's not fun." Song Heng sat in the driver's seat again, "What did Xia Chuqing like about you?" But her kind of obedient 'girl' should really like you. ”

As soon as he met Xiao Mo once, Song Heng had already swept Xiao Mo from head to toe.

He's a rich man.

The car kept moving smoothly, but it was a bit far from the airport to the city center, and after about fifty minutes of driving, Xiao Mo stopped at the 'door' of a breakfast house.

Song Heng also stopped the car, and he whistled at Xiao Mo again.

In front of strangers, Song Heng has always looked like a gentleman, no big or small.

Without waiting for Xiao Mo to walk in, Song Heng walked in front of him.