Although the location of the port city is not remote, it is not a developed transportation hub because it is located close to the sea. The number of people coming and going in a day is not particularly huge, and of course it is not small. After all, the new city attracts more attention than other cities.
A city without vitality
At the exit of Gangcheng International Airport, Qian Mo was different from others who held up signs to pick people up. He couldn't do those actions. Qian Mo just leaned against the fence next to him and smoked quietly, with expressions on his face that didn't match his character from time to time.
Hesitation and helplessness
Qian Mo, thinking about everything that just happened
If a drunk person falls asleep directly, it will be a good result for the people around him, but if he gets a little drunk, the people around him will be at a loss.
I carried Liu Yiyu into the Beetle from the 'Look Back' restaurant. The passers-by I met along the way looked at Qian Mo in a strange way, with a faint feeling of disdain. It was really the world that was going downhill, and it wasn't until night that this man became impatient.
It's too late to use such despicable methods to humiliate girls...
It's a pity that there are many people who feel contempt in their hearts, and at the same time, there are too many people who choose to be wise and protect themselves.
According to the memory of the last time I went to Liu Yiyu's house, the Beetle started slowly. While Qian Mo was holding the steering wheel with both hands, he also had to pay attention to Liu Yiyu's condition. Seeing that she was still unsteady after being drunk, there was nothing she could do.
Yiyu was not so dizzy that she lay down with her eyes closed. Instead, she looked left and right like a curious little girl. She picked up the decorations in the car and smashed them around. It was annoying and ridiculous.
"Liu Yiyu, be quiet." Everything was fine at first, but Liu Yiyu suddenly grabbed Qian Mo's hand holding the steering wheel, causing Qian Mo to almost accidentally steer the car in the wrong direction.
As if she didn't hear him, the girl tilted her head silly and played with Qian Mo's arms. She was very cute when she was drunk. Although getting drunk solved all her worries, the headache the next morning would make the girl regret the drink she drank tonight.
"Are you really a piece of wood?" Liu Yiyu shook her head, a little drunk: "Let me pinch it and see... Hey, why is it so hard? It's not as fun as my little bear."
The little bear in the girl's mouth was only a rag doll, a rag doll with soft fur. Naturally, Qian Mo didn't know about it. She just pinched it a few times and was completely speechless.
"Sit down, Liu Yiyu" stretched out his hand to help her up. Qianmo's driving skills are of course nothing to say, but accidents will always happen in everything, let alone this is an urban area.
Liu Yiyu, who had been sobbing just now, now had her dimples exposed, and her drunken attitude was clearly revealed. She smiled foolishly and nodded Qian Mo's face. The girl's big eyes blinked again and again.
"It seems like you are really a piece of wood, hehe, why are you here?" Completely forgetting that she had asked this question just now, Liu Yiyu tilted her head and looked at Qian Mo intently, smelling of alcohol.
"Quiet, Liu Yiyu." Qian Mo grabbed a handful of his itchy hair. The girl's big, fixed eyes were so beautiful that he couldn't concentrate on driving. It was rare to see Qian Mo.
"No, no, no." The drunk Liu Yiyu didn't hold back her temper like she usually did when in front of Qian Mo. She shook her head coquettishly, but still looked at him: "Mu Mu, I seem to be number one.
This is the first time I’ve looked at you like this. You used to be so fierce and I didn’t even dare to look at you..."
Are you so fierce? Qian Mo was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that he still had such an image in this girl's mind. However, he was stern and taciturn at best. The word "so fierce" should be Liu Yiyu's
She uses the people around her as a reference
"Don't make trouble." He patted Liu Yiyu's little head twice with a headache. Qian Mo could only coax him: "Stop playing, sit quietly."
"I don't want it." Liu Yiyu curled her lips and rolled her two big eyes cutely: "Mumu doesn't pay attention to me, I will look at him like this, I will look at him."
With a hint of anger, and even expressed in the third person, the girl's head is still a little confused, and fantasy and reality switch back and forth, mostly the former.
"Woooo..."
It was sunny and rainy. Liu Yiyu, whose dimples were exposed just now, had tears in her big eyes at the next moment. Looking at Qianmo, she suddenly burst into tears.
It’s true that men don’t shed tears easily, but girls are mostly made of water. They burst into tears when they touch it, and their eyes become moist without any warning, which made Qian Mo feel dizzy.
When Qian Mo had the courage to ask her what was wrong, Liu Yiyu wrinkled her nose in grievance, raised her two slender hands and hit Qian Mo, the force was not strong, and she muttered something in her mouth.
"Humph, stupid idiot, stupid idiot, I'll beat you, why do you always bully me..."
It's back again! What Qian Mo heard when he was in the restaurant is now heard again. He really doesn't understand what the eldest lady is playing, but seeing the slight wrinkle on her nose, Qian Mo can only
Let her hit you
When Liu Yiyu's fist fell on Qian Mo, it was like slapping him with a pillow. Not only did it not hurt, but it felt soft and comfortable. Qian Mo could only tolerate the girl's unreasonable behavior. On the road, it would never go wrong to concentrate on driving.
Suddenly, he felt that the force falling on him was gone. Qian Mopan turned around and saw Liu Yiyu holding her lips as if she was feeling sick and pregnant... Qian Mo hadn't thought about this yet, he only knew this
It must have been Liu Yiyu's reaction after drinking. She quickly stepped on the brakes and parked the car on the side of the road. If Liu Yiyu vomited in the car, her clean-loving aunt would have to nag her again.
Qian Mo didn't need to say anything. After the Beetle stopped, Liu Yiyu had already pushed open the car door. The rolling in her stomach made her feel nauseous. Drinking would be harmful to her health!
Watching the girl in the flower garden by the road vomiting out a lot of alcohol she had just drank, Qian Mo took out a dozen paper towels from the front of the car and gave them to Liu Yiyu to wipe.
He walked forward and patted Liu Yiyu's back gently to make her feel more comfortable. It would be good to spit it out. At least the alcohol smell would be dispersed a little, so she wouldn't have such a splitting headache when she wakes up in the morning.
"Here, wipe it"
Helping Liu Yiyu to sit on the stone bench aside, Qian Mo took out a tissue and carefully wiped away the traces of vomiting on her mouth. However, Liu Yiyu's originally neat hair was slightly messy, and her face was a little haggard.
"Mu Mu..." When Qian Mo carefully cleaned the girl's face, he didn't notice the mist appearing in those bright eyes again: "Is it really you, Mu Mu?"
After hearing this, Qian Mo couldn't help but have the idea of whether this girl's brain was damaged by alcohol. This was the third time she asked herself, but when Qian Mo raised his head and met the mist-filled eyes, his heart trembled.
The sadness in his eyes hurt his heart
"Mumu, I thought you ignored me"
Liu Yiyu's left hand suddenly leaned forward and touched the girl's flawless cheek. Qian Mo was stunned by the girl's awkward embrace. He looked down at the girl buried in his arms. He didn't know what to say.
What
"A few days ago, I heard that you were with sophomore Lin Bingqi. You know, I was so scared, so afraid that you would ignore me. You know, I like you, I really like you.
"
The voice was very soft, but the girl was in his arms, like a lover whispering in his ears, it was hard not to hear it.
"Why don't you answer my phone call? Do you hate me?" But I have changed a lot. I know you like quiet girls, so I work hard to change myself, but why can't you feel it?
, Mumu, don’t give up on me, okay..."
The sounds were scattered, but they were all what Liu Yiyu had been holding in her heart for a long time. If she changes her image for someone, it's because she has a good impression of him. If she changes her personality for someone, it's because she likes him.
The feeling of liking someone is completely different from the feeling of being liked by someone. There is such a multiple-choice question, which one would choose between loving and being loved? Anyone can answer this question, but no one can answer the question of love like flying.
A moth flies into a flame, being loved is like honey. Everyone has his or her own opinion.
Qian Mo didn't know if this was a multiple-choice question for him. He liked Lin Bingqi, but Liu Yiyu... he couldn't let go at this moment!
"I..."
Qian Mo wanted to say that he didn't know, but as he spoke, he realized that Liu Yiyu, who was lying in his arms, was breathing steadily. When he looked again, he saw that the girl was asleep, with only the mist on her eyelashes moistening her skin.
eye
That's okay, Qian Mo thought in his mind that since he fell asleep, he hoped to forget some unhappy things tomorrow, at least during the period of sleep.
Along the way, there were no more disturbances. The sleeping Liu Yiyu curled up in the passenger seat like a quiet kitten. Qian Mo drove as usual. The only difference was that there was some confusion in his mind and he looked at Liu Yiyu from time to time.
The quiet face, the girl who changed for him?
When he arrived at the community where Liu Yiyu's home was located, Qian Mo called Liu Qing. He couldn't carry a girl to the girl's home. Moreover, she had family members at home, and his face was not as thick as Guo Ling's.
...
The person who came out to pick up Liu Yiyu was Liu's father. He smelled the smell of alcohol on his precious daughter and couldn't help but look at Qian Mo. Just one glance made Qian Mo feel like he was meeting his parents, as if he had done something to feel sorry for Liu Yiyu.
None of the men said more than a word. There are some things that are useless to say.
...
Qian Mo, who was leaning against the airport exit fence, blew out a puff of smoke, along with the turbid air in his heart. He rubbed his swollen temples, put the cigarette in his mouth, and repeated the cycle.
...
"Sister Meng, this is your first time here, and this is my second time. But Ran'er took a car last time. Will we get lost this time?" At the airport, a very cute little girl was holding a hand with a child.
Amid the crowds of flight attendants, the girl still shows off her unique charm. She flutters her eyelashes and looks very cute when she pouts.
This young girl, who is very popular among people around her, has nothing else in her hands. She does not need a travel bag or family to accompany her because they ran away from home in Kyoto.
"Don't worry about Ran'er. Sister Meng believes that someone will come to pick us up. Do you remember the last time that Sister Meng asked you to come to Hong Kong City to meet Brother Qianmo?" Gong Yanmeng knew that her brother and father were here to help her.
After hearing the news about Hong Kong City, they will definitely contact the people in Hong Kong City as soon as possible, and the only person they can contact is Qian Mo
"That big brother who would be cruel to me?" Gong Ran'er obviously had a deep impression of the person who was cruel to her. She even saw the photo when she came to Hong Kong City: "Will he come to pick us up? But there are so many people here.
Human, how can we find him?"
There is no mobile phone. Princess Gong Yanmeng of the Gong family never carries a mobile phone, and the little princess Gong Raner also has no precedent of carrying a mobile phone.
"I understand him. Brother Qianmo should be standing coolly in a quiet place outside the airport. Well, his hands should be in his trouser pockets. It's easy to recognize." Gong Yanmeng smiled slightly.
, she can imagine Qian Mo’s standing posture in her mind, years of splicing and ‘contact’, she understands his
She knew that he liked to put his hands in his trouser belts. This was not because he liked to be cool, but because the lack of feeling in his right hand caused him to swing his arms unnaturally when walking. Over time, he put his hands in his trouser pockets to hide this discomfort.