Calculation of thousands of cities

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This may be a good sign.

Bai Qiancheng shrugged pretending not to care, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, picked up the medicinal wine and walked towards Wen Qi.

However, just as his hand touched the white blood-stained bandage, the other party pushed Bai Qiancheng to the ground with a wave of his hand.

Bai Qiancheng was pushed down without any precautions, and the open medicinal wine spilled on the ground, splashing all over him, the wound on his leg burst open, and the bandage was immediately stained red with blood.

However, the person on the bed didn't even look directly at each other, but just glanced at the embarrassed figure on the ground coldly, and said lightly: "Get out, don't touch me."

Bai Qiancheng did not expect Wen Qi's move, he immediately frowned and looked at the indifferent handsome face.

In just a few hours, the other party's attitude towards him has undergone earth-shaking changes.

However, all of this was caused by Bai Qiancheng, of course he has no right to complain.

Bai Qiancheng stood up from the ground, picked up all the spilled medicinal wine bottles, and walked to Wen Qi's side again.

"Don't be so naive." His voice was not much better than Wen Qi's, and it was also mixed with frost.

"I am against myself, isn't it interesting?" After the words fell, Bai Qiancheng imprisoned Wen Qi forcefully, preventing the opponent from moving at all, and with a random thug, he tore off the bandage on the opponent's abdomen, revealing a terrifying expression. Wound.

The cotton soaked in medicinal wine was not considered to gently brush on the wound of the other party. After the medicine was cured, Bai Qiancheng left without stopping, and seemed to really not want to stay with Wen Qi.

But when Bai Qiancheng had just taken two steps, Wen Qi's indifferent voice came from behind.

"Bai Qiancheng."

Bai Qiancheng was taken aback when he heard the deep voice calling his name.

He turned his head away, but the other party said in an emotionless voice, "Bring the case here."

It has to be said that although Wen Qi has a childish temper, he is also a person who distinguishes between public and private. He promised Mo Yao to sign the case before, so naturally he would not go back on his word because of his break with Bai Qiancheng.

Bai Qiancheng was delighted to hear who the other party was, and decisively took the case out of the briefcase, took out a signature pen from the side of the bag, and even thoughtfully took out a thick book as a backing board.

"Give."

Wen Qi took it, put the contract on the book, and the fluent and sharp signature landed on the paper, leaving a handsome signature.

The case is signed.

In this way, the relationship between Bai Qiancheng and Wen Qi was completely severed.

"I've already called my personal physician over, you can go back to your country now, there's no need to stay here anymore."

As soon as he took the signed case, Wen Qi's faint voice floated over, causing Bai Qiancheng's hand to stop.

It turned out that the reason why Wen Qi signed the case was to drive Bai Qiancheng away from his sight.This Wen Qi probably didn't want to see Bai Qiancheng again for a second, but he did this.

But it's good, at least it means that I will no longer influence the other party's thoughts and hinder the other party's footsteps.

"Thank you, Director Wen."

So Bai Qiancheng happily accepted the other party's arrangement, picked up the briefcase beside him, and slowly left the suite.

I always felt that there was a hot gaze staring at my back closely, almost burning Bai Qiancheng's back.

Bai Qiancheng frowned, put his hand on the doorknob, and turned around quickly.

But I saw Wen Qi lying on the bed with his eyes closed, maybe he was thinking about Bai Qiancheng.

It seems... I think too much.

"...Goodbye, Director Wen."

Bai Qiancheng's heart was inexplicably filled with a faint sense of loss, and he finally said something, but of course Wen Qi didn't respond.

The door between the two was completely closed by Bai Qiancheng, and it opened with a "bang", echoing weakly in Bai Qiancheng's heart.

Let's just say goodbye... Will we meet again?

"...The case is signed, and Wen Qi asked me to come back in advance. I will be able to return to China in about two days."

After Bai Qiancheng finished speaking, he hung up the phone, and the "Mo Yao" contact person's display dimmed the moment he hung up the phone.

I don't know why, Bai Qiancheng always feels that everything around him is eclipsed in an instant, and the beautiful scenery that is usually pleasing to the eye even at a casual glance makes Bai Qiancheng restless at this moment.

The desire to revisit France has also dissipated, and Bai Qiancheng now only thinks that this is a place full of bad memories, and he can hide as much as he can.

After boarding the plane, Wen Qi was no longer beside him, but two unknown Westerners were sitting next to them, spitting and talking loudly, shaking the back of the chair violently and laughing wildly when excited, and Bai Qiancheng also Forced to heave as the back of the chair swayed, the feeling of nausea flooded my heart in an instant.

Not wanting to cause trouble for himself, Bai Qiancheng suppressed the discomfort in his heart with a frown, and didn't make any comments to the other party, but turned his head and looked out the window.

It would have been nice if the person sitting next to him at this time was Wen Qi.

France, Wen Qi.

The memories of this trip will definitely make him unforgettable, even if the bad ones take up most of it.

After a long while, the plane started to move slowly, and after moving to the runway, it gradually accelerated to the sky, leaving behind a bright arc formed by white air.

The distance from Wen Qi is getting farther and farther, and the disparity in identity with Wen Qi is getting farther and farther as the plane goes away.

When Bai Qiancheng returned home, he found that Wen Yu had disappeared.

The things he bought for Wen Yu's daily life were almost untouched, even the sofa in the bedroom was returned to its original place by the other party, and everything in the apartment was exactly the same as when he was the only one living there, and no one else had touched it at all. Mark of.If it weren't for the big bags of daily necessities that reminded Bai Qiancheng, he would almost think that Wen Yu's borrowing to live in his home was nothing more than Shinan Ke Yimeng.

But since Wen Yu chose to leave, and there was no news of Wen Yu's arrest from the outside world, it is estimated that the other party had made full preparations before leaving.

As for where Wen Yu went, Bai Qiancheng had no way to interfere, nor was he interested.

Everyone has their own life trajectory, Wen Qi is like this, Wen Yu is like this, and so is myself.

Although it is not a dream, but getting along with these two is indeed similar to a dream.

How long does it come like a spring dream, and go like a cloud without a place to look for.

Dreamed without trace.

Only clear, heart-wrenching memories.

After the non-parallel lines intersect, they can only be endlessly extended, and then the distance becomes farther and farther apart.

The intersecting line between Wen Qi and Wen Yu has already crossed the intersection point with Bai Qiancheng's, so they both took different paths and trajectories as a matter of course, and it has nothing to do with Bai Qiancheng's life.

And Bai Qiancheng also returned to the normal track of his life.

He was in very good condition, the seven-hour time difference was adjusted by Bai Qiancheng in just one day, and without any delay, Bai Qiancheng returned to Yaoqi to work.

Winning this case was considered a great achievement, Bai Qiancheng received a lot of bonuses, and was then encouraged to hold a celebration banquet, where the whole company was invited to dinner.

The money spent on holding the celebration banquet was nothing compared to the bonus Bai Qiancheng received. Of course, Bai Qiancheng readily agreed, simply chose a high-end hotel, and set the time for the next day night.

And that night, Bai Qiancheng and Mo Yao went to the bar.

To Bai Qiancheng, Mo Yao is indeed a very considerate boss, and he would accompany him to places like bars. In Bai Qiancheng's eyes, Mo Yao is not only a person who can't let go of his figure to come to bars, but also No alcohol.

Of course, both are true.

With Mo Yao as the driver, Bai Qiancheng didn't have to worry about drinking and driving, so that night, he didn't restrain himself, he just kept drinking, and at the end he couldn't even count how many glasses he drank.

Bai Qiancheng ordered a glass of almost all the wines on the wine list in the bar, but no matter how bright the color of the cocktail or fruit wine, it was unbearably pungent and bitter after drinking it.

Bai Qiancheng frowned from the bitterness, and complained: "Why is the wine in this bar so bitter, it's really unpalatable..."

Mo Yao looked at the handsome face flushed from boredom, picked up the other's wine glass, and drank the wine in it.

Unexpectedly, a touch of sweetness filled the mouth, not the bitterness that Bai Qiancheng said.

"Bai Qiancheng, you are quite drunk."

Mo Yao calmly gave a definition for the other party.

So drunk that even the sense of taste has disappeared.