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Suman left.

Qiuyang didn't know when she had the idea, and when she knew, Suman had already handed over all the wealth he had saved over the years to the old bustard for ransom, so he couldn't persuade her anymore.

"I know you're angry with me..." Suman gently put his hand on the back of her hand, and she avoided it sideways. The hand was awkwardly frozen in the air and shrank back timidly.

Qiuyang turned around and looked at her desolately, with red eyes: "The relationship between our sisters for many years is not worth your telling the truth?"

Su Man bowed his head and did not speak. After a long time, a faint bitter smile appeared on his bland lips without rouge: "I have to go. If I told you in advance, I'm afraid I won't be able to come."

Qiuyang pulled her towards him, choked up and asked, "When did you have this thought?"

"In the past few days," Suman stared at her quietly, "You know that I don't have any long-term plans, I just take one step at a time."

"Then why must we go?"

Suman smiled lightly, with helplessness written in his eyes: "Look, I said I'm leaving, but you must ask me why."

Qiuyang's hand on her shoulders slowly loosened, and he pulled it back feebly, and asked softly, "Where are you going? If there is a chance, we can also go and see you."

"I haven't thought about it yet." Suman held the window frame and turned around, looking at the busy traffic downstairs, the rain as fine as a cow's hair lingered down, and the flow of the street accelerated.She stretched out her hand to catch the almost invisible rain, but she couldn't see anything when she retracted it. She only felt a touch of moistness in her palm, which quickly dissipated in the air. It was like those fates that ended without a disease, without leaving any traces of color gone forever.She continued in a tone that sounded cheerful: "I plan to use the remaining money to travel around and settle down in places I like. If I'm sure, I'll definitely write to you." Her clothes and hair were gradually removed. The strong wind blows the air, as if it will turn into a butterfly and leave at any time.

Suman distributed the jewelry that had not been exchanged for silver to her close sisters. What she gave to Qiuyang was her favorite pair of mutton fat jade bracelets, which were crystal clear and pure white without any blemishes.She put it on Qiuyang herself, and said with a smile, "From now on, you can use it to see things and think about others." She bid farewell to the people who came to see them off one by one, her bright and clear eyes lingered on Qiuyang for a moment, and then she smiled sweetly. With a smile, Ping Ting walked into the rain with an umbrella, and the scarlet figure was quickly cut off intermittently by people and cars coming and going until she could no longer be seen.

On the contrary, her graceful departure weakened the sadness of parting. When her figure faded out of sight, something imprisoned in Qiuyang's heart finally broke free. She didn't even have time to perceive what it was, and the sense of relief filled her. filled that vacancy.

Wen Shisan's reaction after learning about this was surprisingly indifferent. He played with the flowers in the beauty's goblet, and said flatly: "There is no banquet that lasts forever——she wants to leave, so why don't you force her to stay?"

Qiuyang wanted to retort subconsciously: "Are you always so calm every time we leave?"

Wen Shisan said nothing, turned around and smiled indifferently: "I have never owned it before, so I can't talk about separation." .

Her heart was suddenly flustered, and her stiff tongue clumsily tried to comfort the other party: "No, at least you...you still have..." Knowing what she would say next, Wen Shisan raised his index finger in front of his lips, With a soft "shush", he said clearly and in a low voice: "I know...you don't need to say...you don't need to say..." There was a secret tremor in his voice.

Her intense concern gradually calmed down, and her throat was hoarse with painful thoughts: "If you have to leave someday, what will you do?"

"I..." The wind outside suddenly became violent, he turned around and closed the window with a "slap", leaned against his back, slightly trembled the brows, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and then said expressionlessly, "No How to do it."