The Runaway Wife of the Godfather of the Republic of China

Chapter 85 Seeing off (2)
Su Yihai smiled and nodded, "Thank you for coming to see Su Wen off."

Ye Qingran walked to the exit, but still couldn't help turning her head.

Su Wen was staring at her, she forced a smile, "Bon voyage!"

Su Wen ran to her side and held her tightly in his arms.

"No, they're all watching—" She was a little embarrassed.

"Don't move, just one minute!" Su Wen hugged him even tighter.

The bodies full of youthful warmth are intertwined, lingering, and parting is helpless.The autumn wind blows in the evening, and a trace of coolness passes through the heart of the passionate young man. He has a premonition of saying goodbye to her, as if this is a forever farewell. He wants time to freeze at this moment and leave a quiet time with her. In this fleeting time, it turns white in an instant.

"Woooo—" the train whistle sounded.

Su Wen let go, his eyes were like pools, reflecting her delicate figure.

Ye Qingran stood on tiptoe and kissed his forehead suddenly, before Su Wen could react, she had already hurried out of the platform.

Su Wen waited until her figure had completely disappeared before going to his relatives to say goodbye to them.

The long train roared away, Ye Qingran looked at the fast-moving train not far away under the bright moonlight, slowly shaking his right hand, saying "goodbye" to Su Wen over and over again in his heart.Although she knew that he would not hear, she just couldn't control herself.

I don't know when, tears have filled my eyes.

"Love has hurt parting since ancient times, and it's so cold that Qingqiu Festival! Where can I wake up tonight? Willow bank, dawn wind and waning moon. This year, it should be a good time for a good time. Even if there are thousands of styles, who can I tell anyone?" She whispered Liu Yong's words.

As the Mid-Autumn Festival approached, he still went to a foreign country, and countless lovesickness and reluctance were temporarily buried in the dust.

Three years, that is, three Mid-Autumn Festivals, he came back.

She wiped the tears from her face as she walked.

"Well, even if there are thousands of styles, who would you tell them to?" A familiar voice sounded in the ear, "Long time no see, Ms. Ye!"

There is an evil smile on his handsome face, whenever he sees him he always looks like a fool, he often chatters at her sideways, the man who always works hand in hand with Tang Chengxun, Zong Yuan.

She ignored it and continued walking.

"Cheng Xun has been on the front line for more than ten days, so you are not worried at all?" He followed her closely and inadvertently saw the extra diamond ring on her right ring finger, feeling a little aching in his heart.

"Don't mention him, I have nothing to do with him." She gave Zong Yuan a cold look.

"You don't miss him, but he misses you all the time. Here, he sent it!" Zong Yuan handed her a thick envelope.

She kept moving forward with a cold face.

Zong Yuan strode up to her and stuffed it into her hand, "Miss Ye, Cheng Xun talks to me on the phone and sends telegrams every day. You are the one I can't forget, so you can't give him back because of his deep love for you." A letter, even a few gossips, he will be too excited to sleep."

"Mr. Zong found the wrong person.!" She stuffed the envelope into Zong Yuan.

"You and the person you like are on the platform, and you are inseparable. Have you considered his feelings! In order to have a higher position in the National Government, to put it bluntly, he is just to give you a better status. Thousands of brothers from Yanlongtang went to the front line personally, do you have a conscience?" He gritted his teeth, and put the letter back into her hand, "Could it be possible to stain your eyes just by looking at it?"

(End of this chapter)