nostalgic dream

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At this moment, Luo Jiaqi was in a turmoil.

I don't know what kind of mood I should have, whether I should be happy for the person I like, or should I be angry. This is the first time I heard about the girl in a year, and it turned out to be in this way.

Luo Jiaqi didn't even have the courage to click on it to listen. She closed the browser with trembling fingers, walked to the window and looked at the endless sea in the distance. She is the only one.

She thought that apart from Ruan Qianqing, she would never have the opportunity to experience the feeling of being disheartened again, it seems that she was too naive.

After standing still for a long time, Luo Jiaqi returned to the desk, opened the browser again, entered the girl's name in the search box, clicked on the girl's introduction, and scrolled down carefully, the mouse stopped on the graduate school.

Are you studying in Lyon?

Luo Jiaqi immediately booked the nearest flight to Lyon, and was stunned after paying.

Wanted to cancel, but couldn't do it for a long time.

The woman sighed, as if to see if her little friend was doing well, she was satisfied with just one glance.

Luo Jiaqi only said a word to Xiao Lu, in case the company couldn't find her for something, and explained a few words before driving home to get her passport.

When Luo Jiaqi arrived at the airport, she was alone, without any luggage in her hands. She didn't plan to stay for long, after all, she might not see Xia Zhimu at all.

This decision was made on the spur of the moment, Luo Jiaqi didn't make a strategy at all, and knew little about Lyon, so she got lost on the streets of a foreign country when she arrived the next day.

Few French people can speak English, their English level is considered poor in the whole of Europe, and very few can speak Chinese. Luo Jiaqi asked several taxis before finally finding the destination by gesturing with her hands and feet. .

When a woman thought she would have to spend a lot of effort to find or even find Xia Zhimu, life gave her a 'surprise'—

The girl who was talking and laughing with a foreign woman in front of a building in the distance and behaved intimately was the long-lost Xia Zhimu.

Luo Jiaqi's breathing stopped suddenly, her heart seemed to be cut by a sharp knife, and her heart and blood rushed out and flowed in all directions.

The thousands of reasons she had found for the girl screamed frantically in her mind as if mocking her, and slapped her loudly one after another.

Luo Jiaqi's eyes were red for a moment, and she walked in the direction of the girl with heavy steps.

She has rarely been calm about Xia Zhimu's affairs.

Thinking of this, the woman stopped again, wiped away the tears on her face, turned around and walked in the opposite direction, no matter how strange the people around her looked at her, she couldn't care less, escaped from here, escaped from this country It was the only thought in Luo Jiaqi's mind.

What is even more ironic is that she had to stay in Lyon for a week because she had no time to take care of the passing vehicles.

Later, her head was mummified.

*

Luo Jiaqi touched her cured head unconsciously, and the monstrous waves in her heart also calmed down, and it all passed.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Luo Jiaqi got up and went downstairs, and stood under a kapok tree by the road to wait for Luo Zeyang. The dense leaves thoughtfully covered the woman from the harsh sunlight.

Not long after, when a pure black Lexus stopped in front of the woman, the hour hand pointed to twelve o'clock, very punctual.

Luo Zeyang jumped over the passenger seat to open the car door for the woman, and reproached with indulgence: "Why didn't you wait for me in the company? Have you been waiting for a long time? Is it hot?" Like a nagging starling bird.

Luo Jiaqi stepped into the car, asked questions and answered: "Not long, it's not hot."

Luo Zeyang glanced at the silk shirt that his sister was sticking to her back, frowned, reached out to turn on the air-conditioning more fully, and asked, "What do you want to eat? Is Japanese food okay?"

Luo Jiaqi turned her head slightly, looked at the slowly receding building in the mirror, and said flatly, "It's up to you to decide."

Luo Zeyang entered the name of a Japanese food store in the navigation while waiting for the red light, and said, "This Japanese food store is very famous, and I have wanted to take you to try it for a long time."

Luo Jiaqi's "hmm" was a response, she didn't have high requirements for food, she was exactly the same as Xia Zhimu, she could eat whatever she was given, as long as it wasn't too bad, she could follow the good concept of "làng wasting food is shameful" After eating the food that belongs to you, it is just to satisfy the desire of the tongue for a while, there is no need to be so particular.

Luo Zeyang followed the navigation's instructions, thinking about how to talk more with his sister.

Let's be short-sighted, Luo Jiaqi doesn't like it.Let's talk about work, one is engaged in finance and the other is engaged in design. If the eight poles cannot be matched, it cannot be said that today's stocks are not bad.Let's talk about feelings... Forget it, I can't mention this.

From the corner of her eye, Luo Jiaqi caught a glimpse of Luo Zeyang who was obviously distracted, and reminded her aloud, "Drive hard."

The man's body straightened up in an instant, and he put his left hand back on the steering wheel while resting on the window sill, looking serious and serious like a novice driver's license student.

With a sullen face, Luo Jiaqi turned on the music in the car. The sound was neither loud nor low, so that she couldn't hear the car, but she couldn't hear her either. She and Luo Zeyang had nothing to talk about.

After listening to a few soothing and melodious tunes, the two arrived at the Japanese grocery store. Luo Zeyang asked for a private room, but Luo Jiaqi refused: "It's good to sit outside."

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