Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a little cold on his forehead.

Xia Ko subconsciously looked up.

White snow fell from the dark clouds without warning.

Like a small white feather, or like a falling pear petal, scattered and scattered, hanging between the two.

It's snowing.

"There is less snow in Paris."

He said something without a wave, and she looked at him, and saw that his brow and eyes were already stained with frost.

The black business car slowly drove towards the two of them.

Without saying a word, he put her in the back driver's seat, and went around to the other side to get into the car.

The heating in the car is very smoky, and the seat cushions are also automatically heated, even if the car is hot, but Xia Ko feels cold for no reason.

Seeing the person on the other side sit down, she subconsciously shrunk her dirty little feet into the corner.

But before she could hide it, the next moment, her cold soles suddenly fell into warmth.

Shang Qi reached out and held the pair of feet, let them against his palm, and carefully wiped them with a tissue.

She snorted, and the snow that fell on her eyelashes was almost melting at the moment, making her big eyes look watery, "One person does things and one person is responsible, don't worry, if he finds trouble in the future, I will be responsible to the end." ”

Hearing this, the hand wiping the dirty foot paused.

In a trance, she saw the fluttering of his eyelashes, with a trace of unknown complex emotions in his eyes, drawing out a strange indifference to her.

"No, I don't."

He lowered his legs, which were clean and warm again, and gave the driver something in French.

The car turned around and drove towards the bustling city.

"Why not? This bad idea is mine, and the person is also tied up by me, I called, and when his mobile phone returns to normal tomorrow, he will definitely seek revenge from me after making a distress call, and you can just stay out of it when the time comes......"

"I said, I don't need you."

Shang Qi interrupted her coldly.

The eager look on the girl's face froze, and the sluggish stunned look fell into his eyes, bringing a few ripples of water, but quickly.

All she could find in his eyes was an endless indifference.

"When you return home tomorrow, you will follow your steps." He explained calmly, putting aside the last bit of light that fell on her face, and continued to add, "You don't have to worry about the rest. ”

Xia Ko wanted to refute, but the unfamiliar cold frost on the man's eyebrows and eyes made her inexplicably unable to speak.

It's weird.

Why did it feel like he had changed after coming down the mountain?

It's awkward, but I can't tell what's wrong.

Xu is the appearance of He Liangjun, which reminds him of many bad childhood memories.

She took the initiative to make excuses for him in her heart.

The two of them were silent all the way to the hotel.

He escorted her to the door of the suite and stopped.

"Why don't you go in and sit?" She turned on the lights in her suite and invited her as usual.

The man who stopped outside the door was surrounded by darkness, and he looked extremely cold.

"No, tomorrow morning at eight o'clock in the air, I will ask the assistant to take you to the airport and rest early."

She paused, noticing that something was wrong, "Aren't you going together?" ”

"I still have some things, you go back first." After he finished speaking, he turned to leave.

Xia Ko grabbed the door frame, lifted her toes, and felt a little eagerness in her heart that she hadn't noticed, "I can wait for you to finish handling things and leave together!" ”

His steps to leave paused, and the warm light behind him was close at hand, but he seemed to be unable to turn back.

"No, you go back first."

With that, the long and desolate figure disappeared straight into the dim corridor.

It wasn't until the back was completely gone that she slowly came back to her senses.

The bottom of my heart is sour, but this sourness is indescribable.

Strange, what are you rushing for?

She looked down inexplicably at her eager feet on tiptoe.

I guess it's because I can't get on a private jet, so I'm a little reluctant?

Well, it must be.

She found a reason to prevaricate the sourness in her heart, turned around and closed the door in a chic manner.

The wind and snow outside the window are not heard, and the light gauze rubs like a small sound by the window.

The street lamps at night illuminate the snow on the ground, illuminate the bustling capital that dyes white, and the city is full of prosperity and scenery, but he is so lonely and standing.

Standing in the darkness of the hotel corridor, standing in the darkness that is within reach of the outside light, but out of reach, I secretly lose my mind.

I've been deceiving myself for too long, and now it's time to wake up.

Shang Qi came to his senses and realized that he was so selfish.

For the possessiveness and delusion in his heart, he pursued her so blatantly, and stood beside her so brightly, side by side with her.

How can he be compared?

The moment he saw He Liangjun, he woke up from this self-deceptive dream.

He should have remembered that he was not Shang Qi, not the heir of the high world, and not the person she could entrust her with for the rest of her life.

It's just a nameless orphan, a puppet who is carried by someone's lifeline.

He would be delusional about joining hands with her for the rest of his life, how selfish he must have been to put her in such a dangerous situation.

The road to go in the future is extremely dangerous, and it is difficult to say even if he lost his life, but he pulled her tightly for the sake of the touching feelings, and asked her to go to the sea of swords and fire with him.

Crazy, really crazy.

The man standing in the shadows hung his head and laughed self-deprecatingly.

That little light should never belong to those who were born dark.

It's his delusional and foolish dreams.

The fingertips that were red from the wind and snow slowly lifted, as if to touch the snow outside the window.

But through the cold window, he couldn't reach anything, he smiled and let go, and slowly retreated back into the darkness.

It snowed all night in Paris, and it didn't stop until Charcove got on the plane.

There were many people in the airport, but there was no one she was waiting for.

"Miss Xia, it's time to board, let's go in." The female assistant looked at the time and urged.

She looked at the airport gate again, but he was still not seen in the bustling crowd.

is obviously a person who is thoughtful to her in everything, and will explain even a little thing to her face.

I didn't come to see her off today.

Somehow, she always felt that if she didn't see her today, she would never see her again when she returned home.

"Is he busy?" She looked at the interface of the message on her phone that he hadn't replied to, and then looked at the door.

The female assistant followed her line of sight, as if she understood, "Mr. Shang is entangled in affairs, I hope Miss Xia will understand." ”

"Okay." She was stunned, picked up her phone and sent him another message.

The phone in her hand vibrates, and her message pops up.

[Xia Ko: Mr. Shang, we'll see you in Fengyue~]

The man's eyelashes trembled, and the fingertips of his mobile phone were white.

Before boarding, Xia Ko finally received his message.

[Shang Qi: Good]

Although it was only one word, she inexplicably felt more relieved.

"Goodbye little assistant~!" She let go of her mood and smiled, and the suitcase in the female assistant's hand was closed.

The female assistant was slightly stunned and greeted her, "I wish Miss Xia a smooth journey." ”

Xia Ko: I don't want to chase my mother, do you? Okay, change the old lady to chase you!