The left bank is profound, the right bank is clear

Chapter 57 Audition Notice (1)

The silver moonlight sprinkled the earth.

A trace of brilliance penetrates the window and shines in the room, creating a beautiful and romantic scene.

Qu Qingge was leaning in front of the window, stroking the neatly folded white dress in the gift box with his hands, staring in fascination.

She wanted to give him back the gown, but he refused,

It's dirty!He let her drop.

But she couldn't bear it.

Qu Qingge covered the gift box and tied it with white lace.Put it in the closet and lock it.

She leaned against the window, reflecting the moonlight, and stayed up all night.

The first ray of sunlight at dawn shone through the glass windows of the airport.There are not many people coming and going in the airport hall.

Wang Meng and Zhao Yang went through various registration procedures early. At this time, Zhao Yang was sitting on the cold seat with his head buried in his chest and his arms around him.After a while, he looked up and looked around, then lowered his head in disappointment, his expression was very tired.

"Ready to board the plane." Wang Meng was still wearing a tight black dress, with big black sunglasses covering his palm-sized face, looking cool.

Zhao Yang got up and looked into the distance, as if expecting something.As time passed by, the flame of hope in his eyes was gradually extinguished.Finally, he sighed softly, and whispered to himself: "She didn't come after all." After speaking, he turned around.

Behind the white column, a petite figure came out slowly, stood behind him, and said indifferently and without any emotion: "Since you have decided to leave, why do you still look reluctant?"

Zhao Yang's back trembled, his blood froze into ice almost instantly, a certain belief in his heart suddenly collapsed the moment he heard her voice, his breathing was heavy, even his arms were numb, he turned around stiffly, Looking at her greedily.

Qu Qingge slowly walked in front of him, and asked calmly, "Do you have to go? In fact, Wen Qiyang——" She wanted to say, in fact, Wen Qiyang shouldn't be targeting Zhao Yang.

But Zhao Yang immediately interrupted her, with guilt: "I'm sorry."

The watery eyes were full of love and helplessness, a touch of pain slipped through the eyes, no one noticed.He reached out to touch her cheek.However, she knocked down his hand a little angrily, which hurt him a little, and the transparent pupils gradually shrank.Finally, he sighed softly: "Take care of yourself."

Qu Qingge looked away, and stopped looking at him: "It's because I take myself too seriously."

empty hall

unusually deserted

Zhao Yang watched her quietly, waiting for her to say something.

quite a while
Qu Qingge took out a golden bank card from his pocket.

"Give it back to you. I don't need it."

"Qingge—"

"It's my fault, I shouldn't trust you, I shouldn't rely on you. I know that's the most unreliable—" Qu Qingge looked up at the sky with empty eyes.Her heart hurts a little, but the corner of her mouth wants to smile. The closest person can abandon her, let alone him.

Over the past ten years, I always thought that there was a lot of tacit understanding between them, like relatives, they took root in their hearts and never left them.However, when he was about to leave, he didn't even have an explanation.

Zhao Yang's heart was suffocated and his eyes were serious: "I will come back and protect you all the time." He needs time, and when the Inoue family he took over takes revenge, he will give her the purest self.However, before that, he must not put her in danger.Therefore, he would rather choose to be misunderstood and hurt than tell her any reason for leaving.

Qu Qingge chuckled lightly: "Being excluded here, if you feel sad, you won't feel any more." She pointed to the position of her heart, and continued, "No one will make me hurt twice."

Zhao Yang was speechless, quietly looking at her in front of him.

She looked at the sky quietly.

"Passengers of flight XXX, please hurry up and board the plane." The boarding information was repeated over and over again in the radio.

Wang Meng took his hand, trying to give him some warmth and encouragement.

Finally, he turned around.

Leave behind a distant figure.

At the boarding gate, a complete ticket in Zhao Yang's hand was crumpled, with the name 'Qu Qingge' vaguely on it.

(End of this chapter)