Flight tickets are booked early.

But two or three hours.

Dawn.

The news finally came out, not in a regular news report, but in a video posted by residents of southern USA.

Hear chaotic shootouts, and the sounds of passers-by accustomed to discussing the two expatriates who have just died.

He's dead.

Foreign.

I have to say that it is a foreigner.

Foreign...

It was the first time that Shen Jing saw the video of these scenes so directly, trying to find clues, but the video was deleted by the blogger, and with a shake of his hand, he silently closed the door and went back to the room.

Sun Qiyan didn't let her go out, so he almost didn't cut off the Internet for her, staring at her in case she paid for a bodyguard to sneak to Chicago.

Even, the luggage for returning home has been packed, the pick-up has been arranged to the door, and I will go to the airport in a while.

This was Sun Qiyan's decision without asking her, she didn't have the heart to listen to anything.

At this moment, Sun Qiyan just wanted to take her away.

If something really happened to Zhou Lushen, he didn't want her to stay here.

He thought.

Just, that day.

Mingming took her to the airport waiting hall, boarded the plane, turned around, and she disappeared like this.

In fact, knowing that she turned back, Sun Qiyan gave up calling her back.

She secretly tricked him into returning to China and stayed in New York alone.

Sun Qiyan told the flight attendant, "We have changed our booking and will not board the plane for the time being." ”

….

At the headquarters of the Bank as usual, employees commute to and from work as usual.

How tall it is, how shocking and majestic, Shen Jing is not in the mood to watch it.

I just feel that standing at the gate of the headquarters, she is so small.

Just standing at the gate, watching the executives in suits and leather shoes come and go, watching the tightly guarded organization.

The only person who knows Shen Jing is the female secretary general next to Zhou Lushen, the one who has taken care of Zhou Lushen who is sick.

Secretary Song could recognize Shen Jing, but he gave her a word before entering the building.

"We have sent people to Chicago, we have been going since last night, the rest, Miss Shen doesn't need to know too much, this doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, please leave, stay for a long time, the security will send you to the bureau as a bad guy."

Secretary Song's words were dignified and indifferent, and he didn't even look at Shen Jing, stepped on high heels and entered the building to work.

Now.

Secretary Song was no longer willing to talk to her, and Shen Jing clearly sensed that the other party was also in a solemn mood.

It seems that something has happened to him.

Whether the two foreigners in the video are Zhou Lushen or not, even Secretary Song doesn't know.

Shen Jing turned around and sat in the rental car, but at this moment, she didn't know where to go.

Zhou Lushen's home, Zhou Lushen's group, she can't enter.

She seemed to be excluded from everything about him, no one cared who she was, no one thought she existed.

Shen Jing looked back at the downtown building of Lower Manhattan outside the back glass of the taxi.

The hundred-storey Lianxing Building, with all the lights on during the day, is one layer after another, towering into the clouds.

The cloudy sky is overcast, and the dark clouds above the whole city of Manhattan are swallowed up.

She even made plans for the worst in her mind, which made her scared, afraid... A living person is suddenly gone.

His hands trembled and he hugged his knees, covered his face and wept.

"I don't know if the south is chaotic, why do you have to go, and you don't answer the phone, and you don't let people know your news, and the wreath is not expensive, when the time comes, I will send three wreaths to your grave, and you are satisfied."

"Every year during Qingming, I want to take my husband and children to your grave to see you, that is, I live better than you, happier than you, longer than you, and happier than you."

"Zhou Lushen, you are a pervert, why do you have to be good to me, why do you let me come here, the night before yesterday, didn't you still come and smash my door, and didn't you smash it, if you smash it, it will be rotten, I can't change it."

The driver is an uncle with black skin and white teeth, listen to her venting, listen to her crying.

In the crying voice, every word is concerned and anxious, and her emotions are obvious in the places where Zhou Lushen can't see.

It's not over.

Finally, the driver said quite kindly: "Miss, I can understand Chinese, you tell me that it's useless, you have to go to him in person and tell him, he knows your worries, right?" ”

Looking at the white teeth in the mirror, Shen Jing wiped her tears while laughing.

"Your boyfriend?" The driver asked.

Her eyes were blurry, and Shen Jing smiled, "He is a very good man who is bad to the bone." ”

The driver smiled: "I can hear it, you are him in your heart." ”

"How is that possible?" Shen Jing didn't believe it.

The driver didn't refute and asked, "So, where are we going, do you want to cry all the way in my car, it's very expensive." ”

She didn't hesitate, "I'm going to Chicago." ”

The driver just took the money to do things, and she had a lot of dollars, so she handed it over.

She just has a lot of dollars. The driver repeatedly confirmed that she still said South Chicago.

"Which local tyrant's cutie was released, and at this time she went to Chicago, okay, meet you."

When the driver is on the gas pedal.

When she made up her mind.

In just two or three seconds, her phone finally rang.

Wiping away tears, he looked at the extremely familiar number on the screen.

As the phone vibrate, it sucked away her concentration little by little, and her vision became more and more blurry.

It was quiet for a long time, and the driver was still speeding on the accelerator, very happy.

Unconscious.

The fingers numb pressed the answer button, and Shen Jing put it to her ear.

There was the sound of rain over there.

I heard the driver mention that it was raining heavily in Chicago.

It was clear that it was Zhou Lushen's breathing, and his voice, which passed through the earpiece in a low and hoarse voice, "Crying?" ”

The two words came out, just waiting for her to reply meaningfully, and in an instant, the bottom line of defense in her heart collapsed like a dam bursting, and she cried.

But in her, it was like a child who was robbed of her beloved toy, and she was whimpering because she was greatly wronged.

This made Zhou Lu silent and speechless.

It seemed to sense her concern through silence, and it seemed to remind her that he was okay.

Her tears, one by one, dripped on the back of her hand.

How good Zhou Lushen was to her in the past, how indulgent she was when she lingered and had no bottom line, how shallow and frivolous she was when she smiled at her, how uncomfortable she was crying now.

Even if he desperately told himself that he didn't love him anymore, it was impossible, and he was so ruthless when he broke up, he couldn't stop the worried sequelae of not being able to find him.

She's just scared...

In the future, when she meets someone like Wang Dafu, who will help her silently behind her back.

In the future, if she wants to change the lights, she will go to someone's house to dismantle them.

In the future, if you go to Long Island Manor as a guest when you can't think of it, who should you meet?

In the future, my sister will not have him, who would be willing to build a golden jade cage to keep such a delicate thing in captivity...

Not much.

Hearing Zhou Lu ask indifferently, "Do you love me so much?" ”

She cried hesitantly, "Can you not be so sure of yourself, if you are gone, whose money will I spend." ”

After speaking, she didn't dare to wait for Zhou Lushen to speak, she quickly hung up the phone and wiped away her tears, "Go to the airport, I want to return to China." ”

The driver braked sharply.

Can be capricious.

If no one is used to her and she does whatever she wants, the driver won't believe it.

One will be east, and the other will be west.

"Do you want to refund dollars?"

(End of chapter)