time-limited addiction

Book your flight tickets in advance.

Only two or three hours.

dawn.

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

Hear chaotic gun battles and the familiar sounds of passers-by discussing the deaths of two foreigners.

died.

Foreign.

Even more so, he is a foreigner.

Foreign…

It was the first time that Shen Jing saw the video of these scenes so directly, trying to find any clues. The video was deleted by the blogger, her hand shook, she closed the door silently and went back to the room.

Sun Qiyan didn't let her go out, so he almost disconnected her from the Internet and kept an eye on her to prevent her from paying for bodyguards to secretly go to Chicago.

In fact, the luggage for returning home has been packed, and the pick-up person has already arrived at the door. I will go to the airport in a while. I have a ticket in the early morning, add in the jet lag, and calculate the flight distance. It is just right to arrive in Kyoto.

This was Sun Qiyan's decision without asking her, and she had no intention of listening to anything.

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

If something happens to Zhou Luchen, he doesn't want her to stay here.

he thinks.

Just, that day.

He obviously took her to the airport departure hall, boarded the plane, turned around, and she just disappeared.

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

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

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

....
The headquarters of Lianhe Bank is business as usual, and employees are commuting to and from get off work normally.

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

She just felt so small standing at the gate of the headquarters.

Just standing at the gate, watching executives in suits and ties coming and going, looking at the tightly secured organization.

The only person who knew Shen Jing was the female secretary-general beside Zhou Lüchen, who had taken care of Zhou Lüchen who was sick.

Secretary Song could recognize Shen Jing and only said a few words to her before entering the building.

"We have sent people to Chicago, starting last night. Miss Shen doesn't need to know too much about the rest. It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you. Please leave. If you stay too long, the security will treat you as a bad guy and send you to the bureau. .”

Secretary Song's words were dignified and indifferent. He didn't even look at Shen Jing as he 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 felt that the other party was also in a solemn mood.

It seemed that something had happened to him.

Even Secretary Song didn't know whether the two foreigners involved in the accident were Zhou Lüchen.

Shen Jing turned around and got into the rental car. At this moment, she didn't know where she was going.

She couldn't enter Zhou Lüchen's home or his group.

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

Shen Jing turned around and looked at the Lower Manhattan Center Building outside the rear glass of the taxi.

The hundred-story Lianxing Building, with all its lanterns turned on during the day, towers into the clouds one floor after another.

It was a cloudy day, and the dark clouds above enveloped the entire city of Manhattan, swallowing it down.

She even made the worst plan in her mind, which made her feel scared. She was afraid that... a living person would suddenly disappear.

He hugged his knees with trembling hands, covered his face and sobbed.

"Don't you know there is chaos in the south? Why do you have to go and not answer the phone or let anyone know your news? The wreaths are not expensive. I will send three wreaths to your grave. Are you satisfied or not?"

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

"Zhou Luchen, you are a pervert. Why do you have to be nice to me? Why do you let me come here? Didn't you come and smash my door the night before? It's not like I won't smash it for you. If you smash it, it will be broken. I will change it. Isn’t one enough?”

The driver, a dark-skinned man with white teeth, listened to her vent and cry.

Every word in her crying voice was concern and anxiety. Her emotions were obvious in places where Zhou Lüchen couldn't see.

It's nothing.Finally, the driver said in a friendly manner: "Miss, I understand Chinese. It's useless for you to tell me. You have to go to him in person and tell him so that he knows your worries, right?"

Looking at White Teeth in the mirror, Shen Jing smiled and wiped away tears.

"Your boyfriend?" the driver asked.

With blurry eyes, Shen Jing smiled and said, "He is a very good man who is also bad to the core."

The driver smiled: "I can tell it's him in your heart."

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

The driver didn't object and asked, "So, where are we going? Do you want to ride in my car and cry all the way? It's very expensive."

Without hesitation, she said, "I'm going to Chicago."

The driver only used money to do things. She had many dollars, so she just handed them over.

She just has a lot of dollars.The driver checked again and again and she still said South Chicago.

"Which tycoon's cutie are you from? You're being released. Now you're going to Chicago like a spoiled brat. Okay, I'll satisfy you."

When the driver hits the gas pedal.

When she made up her mind.

Within two or three seconds, her cell phone finally rang.

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

As her phone vibrated, her focus was sucked away bit by bit, and her vision became increasingly blurry.

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

Unconscious.

Pressing the answer button with numb fingers, Shen Jing put it to her ear.

There is the sound of rain over there.

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

It was clearly Zhou Lu's deep breathing and his voice, low and hoarse, that came through the receiver, "Are you crying?"

After saying these two words, he waited meaningfully for her reply. In an instant, the defense line in his heart collapsed like a dam, and he cried out.

But in her case, she was like a child who had her beloved toy taken away and was whimpering in great grievance.

This made Zhou Lu Shen silent and speechless.

He seemed to be sensing her worries through the silence, and seemed to be reminding her that he was fine.

Her tears fell one by one on the back of her hands.

How good Zhou Lüchen was to her in the past, how indulgent and bottomless he was when he was lingering, how shallow and frivolous he was when he smiled at her, how uncomfortable it was for her to cry now.

Even if you desperately tell yourself that you don't love him anymore, it's impossible, and he was so heartless when they broke up, you can't stop the worry of not being able to find him.

She is just afraid...

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

In the future, if she wanted to change the lights, she would go to someone's house to have them removed.

In the future, if I go to the Long Island Manor as a guest when I can't think about it, who should I meet.

From now on, if his sister is gone, who will be willing to build a golden and jade cage to keep such a delicate thing...

Soon.

I heard Zhou Luchen ask lightly, "Do you love me so much?"

She hesitantly cried, "Can you please stop being so sure of yourself? If you are gone, whose money will I spend?"

After saying that, she didn't dare wait for Zhou Lüchen to speak. She quickly hung up the phone and wiped away her tears, "Go to the airport, I want to go back to China."

The driver slammed on the brakes.

Can be capricious.

The driver wouldn't believe it if no one would coddle her and let her do whatever she wanted.

Sometimes it goes east, sometimes it goes west.

"Do you want a dollar refund?"

(End of this chapter)