When I woke up in the morning, it was already bright.
Lu Mingxuan was no longer by my side, and the quilt had already cooled down. I touched the cold pillow and thought, it's time to leave.
When I dragged my luggage downstairs, Lu Zhenhai was sitting on the sofa in the lobby waiting for me.
Is he afraid that I won't leave when he comes at a really good time?
"The plane ticket you want!" He handed a ticket to me.
"Thank you." I took the ticket and turned to leave when he stopped me and said, "Wait a minute."
I turned around and he handed a check to me: "You forgot to take this last time."
I raised my lips and said, "I don't want your money." It's not that I forgot to take it, but I deliberately didn't take it. I don't want the money at all. I don't know why, but I just don't want to take it. After taking the money, my heart
I will be even more uneasy, and I will feel sorry for Lu Mingxuan.
He once said that he hoped that I would not leave him because of money. How could I bear to accept this money? Besides, I really didn't leave him because of money.
"You don't want it?" Lu Zhenhai seemed to find it unbelievable, and a look of surprise flashed across his majestic eyes.
"I didn't leave him for your money, so I won't accept this money." I paused and then said, "You don't have to worry that I will come back to haunt him. I promised you to leave."
, I won’t come back, no matter what, I won’t come back again…”
I said the last sentence and left without looking back.
When the gate closed behind me, my heart was broken. I closed my eyes and let tears flow down my face...
Farewell, Lu Mingxuan, we will never have the chance to meet again.
Maybe time will teach me to grow, teach me to be strong, and teach me to love. One day, I can say to you with a smile: Long time no see, but there will no longer be any waves in my heart.
Five months later…
France, Paris.
Walking alone in the bustling Chinatown, I always miss China very much. Every sight and thing here makes me emotional.
It has been five months since I came to Paris, and I don’t feel too scared in this strange environment.
The peaceful life during this period of time has also reduced the worries in my heart a lot, and the hurt heart does not hurt so much. But every time I think of Lu Mingxuan, I still have a stinging feeling.
His hand subconsciously touched his round belly, and a happy smile appeared on his lips. This child seemed to have survived.