Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Pei Qiqi stood there, feeling a little tired.

Those wounds that she thought healed, with Pei Huan's arrival, all of a sudden tore open, bleeding invisibly.

However, life still needs to be lived.

Follow Lao Kan to appear on the scene, collect scenes, film, retouch...every day passed.

Occasionally, when she passes by the ‘Meet’, she will also go in for a small drink, and then when she passes by the four-star hotel, she will stand at the door for a long time.

Some men think she is a street girl, on the one hand amazed by her beauty, on the other hand eager to try to ask the price.

Pei Qiqi's gaze slowly fell on the face of the middle-aged man beside him, his face was a little red because of excitement...

how much is it?

Pei Qiqi's lips moved slightly, "One hundred million."

The man's face looked like he had eaten stool, and he dropped a cruel sentence: "Insane, crazy!"

Pei Qiqi was still standing there, looking at the splendor in the entrance of the hotel, feeling a hissing pain in his heart.

Was it him that night?

She can check the surveillance, but she doesn't.

Pei Qiqi walked in the bustling night, walking slowly along the shadow of the tree...

She said to herself, so be it, whether it was him or not, forget it.

He did not show up, and it proved that maybe... he didn't want to show up in front of him either.

It's just a drunken confusion.

She slowly walked far...

Where she was standing, Tang Yu stood there, standing straight under the street lamp with her slender body, her hands in her pockets and looking in the direction of Pei Qiqi, her eyes deep.

Then he smiled faintly, his Qiqi is so smart, he should have guessed that the man that night was him.

She doesn't want to admit it!

Thinking of this, he felt bitter again...

After all, she was not going to see him again.

Seventy-seven, when you thought I was my brother and we spent the night like this again, do you hate me more and despise me more?

Tang Yu even felt humble in his heart. Over the years, he seldom had this kind of emotion, but for Pei Qiqi, he couldn't control it.

For more than a year, he could only look at her from a distance, not daring to approach her.

Only that night, he really touched her soft skin again, even though he was distracted, he still felt her thin.

The woman who gave birth should have been plump, but his seventy-seven did not.

Except for a scar on her lower abdomen, she was thinner than before, and she did not look like she had given birth to a child.

God knows, that night he hugged her and wanted to bring her back to City B, even to the United States to let her see their little Tang Tang...

Seventy-seven, our child is more than one year old and can walk. Although he can't walk steadily, he will always leave.

She will call her mother, she will call her father...

Tang Yu's eyes were cold under the street lamp, like a faint candle in the dark night, faintly burning.

After a long time, he walked towards the front, following the path Pei Qiqi had walked, slowly towards the front...

He went downstairs to her, stood there, and watched her lights go on.

Lights up and goes out.

She is asleep.

Tomorrow, she will wake up in this humid city and rush to work...

Tang Yu looked up, then leaned against the wall with a cigarette in one hand, and took a mobile phone in the other to see her and Xiaoxin's photos...

Cao Xin's hair is quite long, but not much, with two small horns tied, and her small face is round.