Jing Mian paused.

This time I came back to my senses, and the roots of my ears burned all at once.

His fingertips hung in the air for a long time, and he stumbled back with a nodding expression, and put down his phone again.

After calming down.

Everything is ready to go.

Jing Mian walked along the street and saw several movie theaters and restaurants, and he silently wrote down that maybe he and Mr. Ren finished talking, if the men were not busy, they could choose one near here and book a small box separately.

When night slowly falls on Yancheng, the whole city has gradually transformed from the initial ordinary to the night scene of the beach that is drunk and golden.

The light is shining and the air is slightly cool.

When Jing Mian came to the square again, he was completely dumbfounded.

At this time, the giant screen has begun to change continuously, with bright and delicate texts, different colors, with light and shadow posters, spectacular and shocking.

And each of them ...... It's all about letting you sleep.

There is not much other content interspersed, and occasionally there will be a few marriage proposal words on the screen, but it is quickly overwhelmed by the large team that follows.

Even the fireworks that accompany the giant screen can be transformed into the name of Ren Congmian, the English abbreviation, and the graphic of love...... Even the vague silhouette of Mr.

Every second and every frame seems to burn money.

“……”

Jing Mian's palms trembled slightly, and his pupils shook.

It turns out that Mr. Ren's fans are richer than him.

In such a comparison, his is no longer eye-catching, and the unique pomp and romance in his mind are obviously much inferior.

But in any case, it is not the form that is important, but the words that he is about to say.

Jing Mian sat on a bench on the side of the street, wearing a scarf, and his coat was not too thin, so that he would not be unable to sit still, and even have time to be in a daze.

When the pointer reached five o'clock, Jing Mian couldn't help but stand up.

According to the agreement, Mr.'s car will arrive at Yantan in about ten minutes.

Not long ago, Chen Ke also talked to him on the phone, saying that everything was going according to plan, it was going very smoothly, and Brother Ren was already in the car.

Jing Mian was carrying a backpack, and his knuckles were cold.

The heart is drumming.

He began to keep an eye out for every car coming from a distance, passing by, on the opposite side, and on the side of the road.

But none of them were Mr. Ren's cars.

Jing Mian called Chen Ke and heard that he couldn't be connected for the time being.

It's almost there.

Jing Mian waited obediently in place for a long time, still staring intently at the road, like a child waiting for a late parent.

It's just that when Jing Mian inadvertently turned his gaze sideways, he found that the appearance on the giant screen had gradually changed.

- The words that I had agreed on in advance had already appeared in the most striking squares of the city.

All the way to distant beaches and bustling street corners.

Whether it's a traveler blowing the wind on the beach or a passer-by hurrying on the street, as long as you look up, you can see it.

Along with it, there was the sound of the sky next to the giant screen bursting.

A huge firework exploded.

People couldn't help but pick up their mobile phones to take pictures, sighing that it was so beautiful, and today's fans of Teacher Ren dominated the screen.

…

…

Five minutes went by in a flash.

Jing Mian stood in place at a loss, watching the last of the fireworks disappear on the Yan Beach.

Jing Mian's mobile phone screen lit up.

He looked down and saw that the time was exactly 5:20.

The boy's lips trembled.

It turned out that it was not meant to be.

They missed it.

Jing Mian sat back on the bench, staring at his shoes and the gray brick platform on the ground at his feet. Somehow, I suddenly lost my confidence.

The birthday surprise was in the soup.

From Mr. Ren's point of view, all that is left is probably the lover who ran over from Lincheng inexplicably, and the sudden words that made him scratch his head.

Jing Mianxiang,

Does such a sign also indicate that he has made a wrong decision?

The sound of fireworks was far behind, and the light shone on the metal of the streetlights, jumping and changing, shining brightly.

Until a pair of leather shoes came into view.

In front of Jingmian, slowly stop.

Jing Mian was stunned.

He subconsciously looked up.

An unfamiliar face appeared in his eyes, and when the young man was stunned, as if confirmed, he asked, "Mr. Jing?" ”

Jing Mian was slightly stunned, and opened his lips blankly: "It's me." ”

The other party gasped, as if he was running over, and introduced himself: "I am the newly hired driver of Brother Chen Ke. ”

"Brother Chen asked me to take over Mr."

"He sent me the address, and the place, this shade ......"

The driver flipped through his mobile phone in a panic and explained: "But I went to the event site first, and there was no one in the backstage and parking lot, and the field attendant told me that Mr. Ren had left...... I went to the hotel where Mr. Ren was located again, but the front desk told me that the room had been vacated. ”

"But the time is coming soon, and no one is received...... I thought I was late. The driver was young and didn't seem to have much experience, and his explanation in the panic was a little jerky, sweating profusely: "I rushed here quickly and didn't dare to tell Brother Chen." ”

"Has Mr. Ren been here already?"

Jing Mian's eyes were filled with surprise, and he shook his head: "He hasn't been here." ”

The driver was really panicked: "It's over." ”

Jing Mian stood up, his heart anxious and boiling.

But he calmed down, patted the driver's shoulder, and comforted him: "Don't worry, I can explain to Brother Chen Ke." ”

The man nodded, and then he relaxed a little: "Thank you, Mr. Jing." ”

Just then, the driver's cell phone rang.

The man picked it up, was stunned for a moment, and then nodded: "I'm here with Mr. Jing." ”

"Okay."

"I see."

……

"Okay, I'll talk to him."

Jing Mian had an inexplicable intuition that the news that the driver was about to bring was probably related to Mr. Ren.

The young man's Adam's apple moved slightly and asked, "What about Mr. Ren?" ”

The driver looked up at Jing Mian: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid I'm not in Yancheng anymore." ”

At this moment, Jing Mian didn't even react: "? ”

"Mr. Ren..."

"It looks like I'm back in the city."

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The driver sent Jingmian to the train station.

There are still 20 minutes before the train departs, and he needs to queue up within 10 minutes to swipe his ID card, check his luggage, and go to the ticket gate on the second floor.

At this time, the station was full of people, not only queuing, but even walking through the crowd, and when everything was over, Jingmian found that the F16 ticket gate was about to close.

Jing Mian entered the ticket gate at the last minute and took the escalator that was already empty to go downstairs, the train was about to run, and there were only a few conductors left in the waiting area.

The boy got on the train first.

Then I found the car I was in and sat down with my backpack.

The nearest flight is tomorrow, and Jingmian can no longer take the plane back as he did when he came, and the latest high-speed train will depart in 40 minutes.

What started as a two-hour flight turned into a five-hour journey.

The female voice of the machine reminded that the train had departed, and the passengers were requested to abide by the order of the railway, and the precautions were repeated in English.

After a while, Jing Mian's hand reached into his coat pocket and took out the string of small stars.

When held in the hand, it is lightweight, but at the moment it is inexplicably heavy.

Jing Mian's eyes gradually turned red.

I didn't know what expression to make for a while.

How dramatic is this?

It's not just a miss.

Without each other's knowledge, they went to each other's cities.