Wen Xihe stood there and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what he could say.
She always thought that time could wash away everything. So, she always told herself that as long as she was given time, she could always forget and start over.
Even one person.
However, when she saw that familiar face, Wen Xihe felt that the tension in her heart had broken.
At that moment, she even had a vague urge to control herself.
She wanted to go up and get close to the man's face, even if it was just to take a close look.
There was a kind of crazy emotion in her body, called longing. That emotion was wandering crazily in the body's limbs. She wanted to cry, but she didn't dare to make a sound. She wanted to let herself go, but she was afraid that she couldn't bear it at all.
Such consequences.
Only escape.
So, when she could still control her legs, and before the man was aware of her existence, she picked up Su Qing, who was still minding her own business, and ran away.
She couldn't answer, which aroused Su Qing's attention.
"Xihe, what's wrong with you?" She was so weird, and all her reactions were not what Wen Xihe should have on ordinary days. Su Qing was a little worried, and he couldn't help but lean over and reach out to touch her.
But when he saw Wen Xihe's face, his eyes suddenly stopped.
"Xihe?!"
Perhaps Wen Xihe couldn't control his emotions and was shocked when Su Qing found out. Against the background of the roadside lights, Su Qing clearly saw the light on Wen Xihe's face.
Wet and slightly cool.
"Why are you crying?!"
Wen Xihe raised his head sharply, and quickly recovered when he realized that he had lost his composure. He reached out and wiped away a handful of tears, and tried to smile at Su Qing, but was stopped by Su Qing. The two of them
Although we have not known each other for a long time, Su Qing is also a person with stories.
Who has never experienced such an uncontrollable emotion that even oneself cannot control?
Su Qing stretched out her hands and pressed Wen Xihe's shoulders slightly, "Okay, although I don't know what's wrong with you. But if you don't tell me, I won't embarrass you."
In fact, every period of time, Wen Xihe would have very unstable emotions.
This is not the first time.
Su Qing felt that she probably understood what it should be like if a person has someone in his heart that he can't let go of.
Wen Xihe raised the corners of her mouth and smiled softly. Although the smile was ugly, she was already used to it in front of others.
Su Qing sighed, bent down to pick up the things scattered on the ground, put away her worries, and turned back to talk to Wen Xihe.
"Let's go, dear, if we keep dragging our feet, there won't even be the last bus to town!"
Wen Xihe followed Su Qing silently and took the things Su Qing gave her in her hands.
The weight on the hand comes from a group of children's trust in themselves.
The weight in my heart comes from the panic and pain of encountering the face in my heart in a foreign country.
Wen Xihe closed her eyes and took a deep breath, but instantly felt that the pain in her heart not only did not subside, but was getting worse.
"Su Qing!" Wen Xihe stood not far behind Su Qing and shouted loudly to stop her. Su Qing seemed to be startled, and quickly stopped and turned around, complaining slightly, "
Xihe, your reaction will scare me to death sooner or later." He finally glanced at Wen Xihe and said, "My dear, what's wrong with you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Xihe walked a few steps, walked quickly to Su Qing, and gave Su Qing everything in his hand.
"Su Qing, you go first, I still have some personal things to do!" Wen Xihe paused and gritted his teeth, "You don't have to wait for me. If I can come back before then, we will leave together!"
Before Su Qing could react, Wen Xihe turned around and left, disappearing at the end of the street not long after.
"Hey, Xihe!"
Unlike other places, the VIP private room on the top floor seemed unusually quiet.
After leading He Mingjue all the way to the VIP private room, the visitor stopped, reached out and opened the door and led He Mingjue in.
"Sir, Mr. He is here!"
There is a man standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window. Because his back is turned to everyone, his face cannot be seen. Just looking at the man's tall and broad back, you can see the arrogance faintly emanating from this man.
Informal, unruly, and arrogant.
Originally, this man should be on par with He Mingjue. Such a man, most of the time, would be an opponent if he could not be a friend.
The man hummed softly in reply, and the door behind him responded.
"You're really slow here!"
As the man spoke, he finally turned around.
That face, at first glance, was already charming. However, he had a pair of narrow peach blossom eyes, which gave his originally cold aura a somewhat cynical and evil charm.
He Mingjue pursed his lips, as if he was very familiar with the man and didn't have to deal with the politeness of others. He pulled the tie around his neck tiredly, exhaled, and bent down to pour himself a cup from the coffee table.
A glass of red wine.
He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.
The man's eyes were playful and his words were full of ridicule.
"I said, you don't know how to taste wine? That's a treasure!"
He Mingjue raised his eyes to face the joke in the man's eyes, but he was not even in the mood to argue with him. The man's handsome face clearly showed anxiety after exhaustion.
"Have you found it?"
He followed the clues that the woman accidentally left and followed him all the way here. However, in such a big place, it was really not easy for him to find a woman who deliberately wanted to avoid him.
Besides, this place is not your own territory after all.
The man put away the joke on his face, turned around and walked to the sofa beside him to sit down, "I only received your video message yesterday. No matter how powerful I am, at least you have to give me a few days. If you want,
I do not want to be discovered by you to dig out a person from this place. Jue, do you think it is easy?"
Of course he knows.
Otherwise, how could He Mingjue, who has always been proud and arrogant, come to such a ghost place in person.
He remained silent.
Thinking of the heart palpitations I had outside the club just a moment ago, I still feel uneasy in my heart.
Even panicked.
He Mingjue raked his hair irritably, closed his eyes and fell into the sofa.
So, is it an illusion caused by excessive longing?
Wen Xihe, is that you?
The man on the side was very amused by the expression on He Mingjue's face at this moment. He Mingjue looked like a trapped animal. He was trapped in a cage, and even when he stretched his fists and legs, he struggled uneasily.