Fog clears from Hong Kong Island

Chapter 132 Don’t wait for me
He was so overindulgent that night that he didn't seem to rest much throughout the night, causing Sang Yu to sleep until midnight the next day.

Fortunately, we boarded the plane in the afternoon, otherwise we would have been delayed.

Behind her was a broad chest, with strong arms across her waist, locking her in his arms in a posture of absolute control.

Xi Jinbai always gets up before seven o'clock in the morning, but today is an exception.

The consequences of indulgence are backache, leg pain, and bone aches. Before Sang Yu opened his eyes to calm down, he leaned over and asked, "Where does it hurt?"

The voice is soft and soft, like the mist in the morning light, alluring and deep.

Sang Yu didn't answer his question and swallowed his dry throat, "Isn't it very late?"

"At ten o'clock, get up and drink some water." Xi Jinbai let go of her, reached for the thermos cup on the bedside table, and helped her sit up.

The soft velvet quilt slid down, revealing a neck covered with hickeys.

Xi Jinbai's eyes were dark.

He knew very well how many traces there were under the quilt.

I haven't had it for too long. Once I taste the sweetness, I lose control completely and want to make up for it this year.

Only the most intimate contact can make him feel that she belongs to him.

Sang Yu's mouth was dry and he drank half a glass of water in one breath, gradually waking up.

Clothes were scattered all over the floor, and there was still a different smell in the air, reflecting the madness of last night.

She didn't want to think so much, for fear of missing the afternoon flight, she found some clothes to put on, and got up to wash up.

The room was already tidied up when he came out. Xi Jinbai took off the sheets and quilt covers and threw them in the wash. The trash can was also clean.

The curtains were opened, and bright sunlight shone in, filling every corner.

The weather is exceptionally good and the temperature has picked up.

Sang Yu changed into a high-collar bottoming shirt to cover the mark on his neck, and wore a loose cardigan jacket. His hair was scattered casually, adding a touch of charm to his laziness.

The face is bare, with slightly pink cheeks, like a moistened lily with blooming buds.

Xi Jinbai's eyes fell on her face, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Sang Yu blinked unnaturally and shook his head slightly.

I took medicine at night, except for the soreness in my waist and legs, there was nothing else.

The luggage was packed yesterday. She checked it again to make sure nothing was missing before closing the suitcase.

Since I didn’t have breakfast, I had lunch in advance.

Xi Jinbai had never felt that time passed so fast. He didn't sleep all night last night, and in the blink of an eye, it was dawn.

In two hours, she will be leaving.

Before going out at one o'clock at noon, Xi Jinbai folded the dried sheets and quilt covers and put them in the cabinet.

Sang Yu finally looked around Sang Fengping's room, picked up the group photo on the bedside table, and said softly: "Mom, I'm leaving. I can't come back to see you often in the future. Please forgive me."

In the photo frame are photos taken by Sang Yu in the photo studio on Sang Fengping's birthday last year. She was specially chosen to wear mother-daughter outfits and put on light makeup. Sang Fengping was sitting on a chair, while Sang Yu was standing behind her and leaning over her. neck, smiling at the camera.

I didn't expect this would be the last photo together.

After a long time, his thoughts were withdrawn. Sang Yu put the photo frame in the drawer of the bedside table and left the room.

Xi Jinbai drove her to the airport.

Arrived at two o'clock and parked the car in the parking lot of the terminal.

There are many vehicles coming and going, some people are having a happy reunion, and some are experiencing separation.

Xi Jinbai turned off the engine and got out of the car, walked around to the trunk and picked up the suitcase.

Sang Yu held the lever, raised his eyes and said, "Xi Jinbai, you don't have to send it off. I'll go in by myself."

Xi Jinbai grabbed her wrist and said, "Wait."

Sang Yu stopped and waited for the next step.

He took out a card from his coat pocket and thrust it into her hand, "Take it." Sang Yu refused without thinking, "I don't want it."

She still has money and will make money on her own in the future.

"I know you have it. You keep this card for emergency use. The password is your birthday." Xi Jinbai said forcefully and straightforwardly: "I won't let you go until you take it."

Sang Yu knew that he meant what he said, so he could only accept it after hesitation, thinking that he would return it to him if he had the opportunity in the future.

"Okay, thank you."

Xi Jinbai retracted his arms, pulled her into his arms, and held her tightly, "Take care of yourself."

"You too." Sang Yu hugged his waist and said what he had not finished before, "Don't wait for me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the force of holding her suddenly became stronger, almost wanting to embed her into his body.

There was a deep and paranoid voice in my ears, "I told you I would wait."

He bet that one day she would open her heart again.

Sang Yu was helpless and sighed silently in his heart. He let go of his hand and took two steps back. He came out of his arms and said goodbye: "I'm leaving. Goodbye."

Xi Jinbai clasped his palms. There seemed to be a bitter taste in the air, and even his breath was bitter, "Well, goodbye."

Sang Yu pushed the suitcase and turned towards the airport hall.

Xi Jinbai stopped in place, his eyes following her leaving back until she disappeared from sight.

She never looked back and walked away neatly without any nostalgia.

The air inhaled into the lungs is like a sharp blade, cutting the lung lobes.

He wanted to smoke and needed nicotine to relieve himself, but there was no nicotine in the car. Ever since Sang Yu said that he smelled strongly of cigarettes, he rarely smoked again.

After standing there for an unknown amount of time, Xi Jinbai came to his senses after hearing noisy sounds one after another. His voice rolled out of his throat very softly, "When will you include me in your plan?"
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Sang Yu walked into the lobby, checked in, picked up tickets, checked in luggage, passed the security check smoothly, and entered the waiting hall to wait.

She didn't know that Ji Wanning and Qiao Minghui were also here.

They didn't dare to appear in front of Sang Yu, so they could only stand far away and take a sneak peek.

Ji Wanning stood outside the security checkpoint in despair, her eyes red and swollen, and her heart felt like a knife.

She didn't know if she had committed some heinous crime in her previous life, and she was going to be punished like this in this life. Even if it was her fault, please don't punish her daughter. Sang Yu was so innocent.

Qiao Minghui held her back to comfort her, "Let's go back."

Ji Wanning cried silently, trying her best to hold back her tears.

Back in the car, the driver took them back to Ji's home.

Ji Wanning leaned on her seat tiredly and fell asleep, her brows never loosening for a moment.

Qiao Minghui took time to deal with company documents.

The car stopped suddenly when it reached the door of the house.

Qiao Minghui raised his eyes and looked out the window, "What's wrong?"

The driver stepped on the brakes and replied: "Sir, it's Miss Ji."

Qiao Minghui looked indifferent and said, "Don't worry about her."

The driver was embarrassed, "But she was blocking the front..."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Mingzhu ran over and opened the car door and slapped it hard, waking Ji Wanning up.

She was disheveled and crying without caring about her image.

Ji Wanning frowned, her temples felt swollen and painful, and only impatience and boredom remained in her heart.

Qiao Minghui had no choice but to put down the documents in his hand, "I'll get out of the car and take care of it, you don't have to worry about it."

He pulled the door handle and pushed the door open.

Ji Mingzhu took a step back, then quickly stepped forward, "Dad!"

Qiao Minghui closed the car door and reprimanded in a deep voice: "I told you not to come here again."