Turn the sun into old age

I don't know how long it has passed, the genius slowly lights up, and the golden light of the morning sun is gradually sprinkled behind the tall buildings in the distance, and the clear blue sky can be seen at a glance.

Qing Chen turned over tiredly, and when he regained consciousness a little bit, the scene of last night appeared in his mind, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips involuntarily.

But just as he touched his arm to his side, he found that there was no one beside him, and even the bed was cold.

He was froze for a moment, and his hazy consciousness finally came back.

"Huajiao?" He squinted his eyes and looked around, but felt that the room was eerily quiet.

The curtains were drawn tightly, and the fabric with good shading properties did not let in a single light source.

He sat up and opened the curtains, then looked at the closed bathroom next to him, and suddenly began to worry whether he didn't clean it up last night, so Huajia woke up early in the morning and was washing.

Qing Chen turned over and got out of bed, found a bath towel to wrap around himself/under, went to the bathroom door and knocked.

"Hey, are you in there?" His voice was still hoarse and lazy when he just woke up.

He didn't hear the sound for a long time, and he had some bad premonition in his heart, and hurriedly opened the door, but found that there was no one inside.

The feeling of uneasiness expanded, he walked quickly to the window and pulled the curtains aside, then squinted his eyes hurt by the sunlight to look at the small room.

Huajiao's clothes are gone...

Suddenly noticing the reflective items on the bedside table, he quickly walked over to grab the small pendant in his hand, and recognized that it was tied around the neck of Huajiao with his own hands last night.

He doesn't want it anymore?

Qing Chen was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt as if he had fallen from heaven into a cold abyss.

Is it because he didn't care about Hua Gentian's feelings last night that made him unhappy?

Or was Hua Gua called back by his brother?

Countless guesses swirled infinitely in his mind.

He raised his hand and glanced at the time, seven forty-five.

It's still so early, where can the genus go?

Without thinking about it, he put on last night's clothes and hurriedly left the hotel room. On the street where cars were passing by, his cell phone rang suddenly.

Qing Chen hurriedly reached out to take out the phone, and found that his hand was trembling slightly.

After finally turning on the screen, he saw that the call was from Hua Gua, and his heart sank for a moment.

After connecting, before waiting for the person over there to speak, he asked angrily, "Where are you?"

Huajiao was silent for a moment, and said in a cold voice: "Airport."

"What?" Qing Chenyi still hadn't reacted, and realized that his tone was not very good, so he quickly softened his voice and said, "Where are you doing? I didn't see you when I got up early in the morning. You know how worried I am." Is it? I'll come here now, where are you waiting for me. "

After hurriedly finishing this long series of words, he was about to reach out to the side of the road to hail a taxi, but he heard the flower genus over there suddenly speak.

"Qing Chenyi!" He yelled anxiously, and then said in a low voice, "Don't come to me, I'm going abroad, in the future... I don't want to see you again."

Qing Chen paused by raising her hand, only then did she realize that Hua Jia's tone was not as sweet and soft as usual, and even a little... cold.

"What's the matter, boy? Was I too anxious yesterday? I promise I'll listen to you from now on, okay. Don't be angry with me." He said briskly, but unconsciously clenched the cold phone with his fingers.

There was no more stalemate with him over there, and the tone was very indifferent: "Qing Chen, I'm tired of playing, this kind of boring love game is not worth mentioning to me, I planned to leave directly, but if I let you alone Waiting for me in Yicheng, it seems a little inhumane, this call is my last gift to you."

These sharp and stinging words came out of his mouth, and they didn't violate harmony at all.

Standing on the street in the city center under the warm winter sun, Qing Chen actually felt icy cold all over her body.

After a while, he finally found his voice: "Why?"

This question is so silly and scary that even the katydid over there seemed to sneer, and then said slowly: "You can't give me what I want, you only know love and love like a child, but you can't see it." to the future."

His slender fingers gripped the phone tightly, almost crushing it, but he still didn't believe it.

"Huajiao, it's impossible for you to treat me like this. It's your brother, right? He made you say that!"

He growled in a low voice, attracting the attention of pedestrians waiting at the traffic light.

But Qing Chenyi, who usually looks upright and personable, can't care about these anymore. The flower in his heart is clear and kind, just like the cleanest handful of spring water in the mountain spring.

How could he... how could he say such a thing!

The person over there seemed to have disdain to spend any more time talking with him, and slowly left a last sentence before hanging up the phone.

"You may be thinking too much. I am also a human being. Of course, I am different from the silly Baitian you imagined. There are so many rich people, not to mention that I will hang on your tree that can't see the future, and... ...The way you look now really disgusts me, like a dog that can't be driven away, it's too haunting."

The clear voice echoed in Qing Chen's ears for a long time.

When he came back to his senses, he was already in the car heading to the airport.

The airport was very deserted in the early morning, and he went around several times but still couldn't find the person he was looking for, but just when he hoped that Huajiao would not leave, he heard from someone else that two red-haired men had passed away. Boarding and leaving long messages.

"Young man, do you have anything to do with them? If you're not in a hurry, you can talk to him when he comes back." The old cleaning lady didn't know why the young man's eyes were full of emptiness and despair, so she smiled very kindly at this moment.

After hearing her words, Qing Chen had a sore nose.

He even forgot how long he hadn't cried, but now he couldn't help it.

"Thank you." Before leaving, he did not forget to thank the old man, then raised his head and held back his tears fiercely, and then returned to the original hotel in a taxi.

On the pillow by his side, there was still the unique light fragrance of Huajiao, lingering at the tip of his nose, reminding the message that the person had left all the time.

"Flower gua..."

Qing Chen gritted her teeth and buried her face in the soft pillow, wishing to drown in it, sinking into deep fantasy and never waking up to face all this again.

It was obviously a relationship that was still gluey yesterday, so emotional.

The germina's expression of joy and pain, the pitiful whimper of a kitten, the tightly fitting bodies of the two, and those lingering love words seemed to have just happened.

Every detail is deeply embedded in Qing Chenyi's mind, but the person who said those words and did those things to him disappeared in his world overnight.

When he entered the door yesterday, he also said that the room was a bit crowded, but now he felt it was bitingly cold.

It's too open, and the big one scares him.

on the plane.

"Guanjia, what you just said is very good. This is the attitude our Hua family should have." Hua Yi raised his hand and touched Huajia who had been looking at the white clouds outside the window with satisfaction in his eyes. The plane let those people evacuate from downstairs, and you don't have to worry about whether he is in danger."

Huagua is staring at the window, but the scenery that enters the eyes is blocked by the sadness and despair in it.

It wasn't until a few minutes after Hua Yi finished that sentence that he came back to his senses, stared at Hua Yi with a pair of blood-red eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice, "You have to do what you say."

"Don't worry, my brother is not someone who doesn't keep his word." Hua Yi leaned over and kissed the top of his hair, and said indifferently, "If you are afraid of me doing something wrong, the worst thing is to find someone to take a picture of Qing Chen and go home I'll show you the photos."

Huajiao no longer had any desire to speak, turned her head and slowly closed her eyes, but a crystal teardrop fell from the corner of her eyes inexplicably.