In the airport hall, Luo Yu Mianying wore a light clothes in Hermes, with a pair of Chrome Hearts sunglasses. The foot was a LV suitcase.
There are people from different countries. They have different skin colors and talk about in different languages. Luo Yu Mianying Sakura did not let the housekeeper accompany, but took a person to the airport by one person. Now there is a sense of lonely loss.
She raised her hand and looked at the table. It was more than 8:30. She and Luo Yu Xiayang agreed to come to the airport at 8:30 to see her off, but now even a person who is familiar with one person has not seen it.
Luo Yu Mian Sakura was a little discouraged. She bit her lips and took out her mobile phone to call Luo Yu Xia Yang's phone.
"... Hey, Brother Xia Yang, I'm sleeping Sakura." Luo Yu Sakura said gently.
"Sleeping Sakura ... Ah, I forgot. Pupil wakes up, there are too many things to do."
"... like this ..." Luo Yu said helplessly, "Then you take care of her, don't come here."
"... We passed immediately." Luo Yu Xia Yang said overbearingly, and then hung up the phone.
On the side of the pupil porridge, I asked: "Luo Yu Xia Yang, what's wrong?"
"It's sleeping cherry blossoms." Luo Yu Xia Yang clearly saw that his pupils and Yiyi's face suddenly changed. He sighed, walked to the pupil, rubbed her linen hair, and said, "Pupil, you ... you ...
"
"I have never blame Princess Sakura." Hitomi showed a faint smile, "She is just a momentary confused. People will inevitably have mistakes."
"Pupil ..." Luo Yu Xia Yang frowned slightly, "You were hurt by her ..."
"Do Xia Yang want me to hate Princess Sakura?" Hitomi said.
"... Oh," Luo Yu Xia Yang laughed, "If you really forgive her, it's great."
潋 潋 潋 潋 潋 潋 潋 潋: "What's wrong with Luo Yu Mian Mian?"
"Yeah. She ... she asked us if we could say goodbye to her." Luo Yu Chadang paused, and added, "She wants to return to the UK, and George • Ervison Ermonsen is engaged."
"Damn. Are there any mistakes?!" Yan Yi was furious when he heard it.
"Yi ..." Hitomi called softly, pulling her sleeves of Yiyi. Then she turned her head and said to Luo Yu Xia Yang, "Xia Yang, then let's go. After all ...
Very disappointed. "
"... I listened to the pupil." Yan Yi shouted dissatisfied, then stood up and started to clean up things. Luo Yu Xia Yang went to pick up the car.
Going to the airport in a vast.
After getting out of the car, Hitomi was hugged by Luo Yu Xia Yang to the wheelchair. She was wearing a coat of Lodo Xia Yang and was pushed into the airport hall by Luo Yu Xia Yang. Others followed behind.
In the lobby, Luo Yu Mianying's figure was thin and lonely. She stood straight and looked at the distance. Her eyes seemed to have no focal length.
"Sleeping Sakura ..." Tong first discovered Luo Yu Mianying, she called gently, Luo Yu Xia Yang seemed to see Luo Yu Mian Sakura along her sight. Everyone rushed to it.
Tao: "Sleeping Sakura."
Luo Yu Mianying turned around in surprise: "... Brother Xia Yang ..." She took off her sunglasses and looked at everyone in surprise.
"Sleeping Sakura, we are here." Hitomi said with a cute crooked head and said.
"Involved with light pupils ..." Luo Yu Mianying looked at the pupil complexly, and I didn't know what to say. Those who once hated were in front of her, and every time she saw her, she couldn't wait to strangle her ... and now hate
The meaning of all disappeared, and only deep guilt and remorse left.
"Involved with shallow pupils, I ..." Luo Yu Mianying said something, but he choked in his throat, everything could not be said.
"... Sleeping Sakura, all have passed, isn't it?" Hitomi said with a smile.
"Involved with light pupils ..." Luo Yu Mianying stared at the pupil, "Don't you blame me?"
"I said, it's all over." Hitomi smiled, "Am I not good now? Why should you go in my heart?"
Luo Yu Mianying looked at the pupil in surprise. For a long time, she said seriously, "I'm clear, I am wrong. So, I hope that I can be a girl like you. At least, I want to converge, I want I want
Be a good girl. "
"..." Hitomi stunned, and then said with a smile, "Well!"
Good girl ... a good girl? Oh, can I be regarded as a good girl? ...