Chapter 132: An Unexpected Companion at the Airport
With tears in his eyes, the young man whom she had met once in the museum walked toward her in the bright light. His expression, if she understood correctly, should be called surprise.
"What's wrong?" Tang Xiangtian stood still in front of her, the sunlight seemed to reach his face, with a clean and bright temperament.
"No... nothing." Xiang Xiaochuang shook his head and wiped his eyes with his backhand.
"I'm really flattered." He said seriously, and Xiang Xiaochuang just asked politely.
"Don't you feel honored that you see me so happy?" Tang Xiangtian said with a smile, but took out a napkin from his pocket.
"Thank you." Xiang Xiaochuang thanked him heartlessly, frowning and ignoring it at all.
At this moment, she just wanted to lick her wounds alone in the corner. No matter how deep they were, only she could see them.
"Are you going back to China?" he asked.
"Yeah." Xiang Xiaochuang's answer was extremely concise. He wished he could board the plane immediately and face the blue sky and white clouds alone.
"I'm also going to China, and my destination is Shanghai." He said enthusiastically, "Where will you get off the plane?"
Faced with his enthusiasm, Xiang Xiaochuang could only cheer up: "Shanghai."
"Wow, what a coincidence!" Tang Xiangtian smiled exaggeratedly, "It seems that we are indeed destined. Are you on the nine o'clock flight? If this is the case, it is such a coincidence that it is unbelievable."
Xiang Xiaochuang's heart moved, and she vaguely felt that something was wrong. But at this moment, as soon as she thought about it, she felt a splitting headache. She touched her forehead and said something perfunctory.
"What, are you feeling uncomfortable?" He squatted down with concern, and before Xiang Xiaochuang could answer, the palm of his hand had already covered her forehead.
"It's just a little bit, it's okay." Xiang Xiaochuang quietly leaned back a little, avoiding his hand. As soon as his eyes flashed, he saw the faint hurt in his eyes, and he immediately stiffened.
He was just a person who met by chance, and his abruptness was due to his good intentions.
Sighing, Xiang Xiaochuang said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I might be thinking about something else."
"You are always distracted." Tang Xiangtian joked, "It seems that I am the one who will protect the flowers today."
Flower protector has a specific meaning in China. Xiang Xiaochuang glanced at him quietly and saw that he was still smiling brightly, as if he didn't care.
"You don't look well. Are you sick?"
Xiang Xiaochuang shook his head: "No, I'm fine. Maybe I didn't sleep well yesterday. I'll just catch up on some sleep on the plane later."
His stomach was still throbbing with pain. Xiang Xiaochuang frowned and his eyes stayed on the vending machine at the airport. It turned out that he had missed breakfast again today.
"What would you like to drink?"
Tang Xiangtian asked diligently. Before she could shake her head, he went to buy two cups of hot cocoa and handed one cup to her.
"Thank you." Xiang Xiaochuang murmured his thanks, holding the cup with both hands, transferring the warmth into the blood of his body bit by bit. But his heart was still hidden deep in the chest and could not be touched.
Slowly sipping a cup of hot cocoa, his hands and feet warmed up. Xiang Xiaochuang put his right hand on his stomach to relieve the sudden pain.
"Is New York fun?" Tang Xiangtian asked innocently.
“Fun.”
"However, I think you must not have had enough fun, so you cry just looking at New York."
Xiang Xiaochuang forced out a smile.
"If you like New York, come again next time. You can stay at my house, which is very convenient." Tang Xiangtian gently extended the invitation, "I won't stay in China for a long time this time, and maybe I will be reluctant to leave like you when I leave.
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Xiang Xiaochuang knew that he wanted to make her happy, and she was grateful, so she smiled at him. But the tears that filled her eyes fell one after another with this smile.
"I'm sorry, I can't speak." Tang Xiangtian panicked and took out a piece of tissue. He wanted to reach out and help her wipe it off, but he didn't dare to be rude.
"It's my own fault, it's none of your business. Thank you." Xiang Xiaochuang didn't understand why she felt kind to him, so those tears that she stubbornly refused to shed no longer had any scruples when she met him.
Similar.
"If you have anything sad, just tell me, okay? If you tell me, you won't shed any more tears." His voice was very soft.
"Thank you. I'm so sorry. I feel like I have turned into water. I burst into tears after saying a few words." Xiang Xiaochuang forced out an ugly smile.
"Of course, otherwise how could Cao Xueqin say that women are made of water?"
"Do you also watch "Dream of Red Mansions"?" Xiang Xiaochuang asked unexpectedly.
"Of course, it is one of China's four great masterpieces. How can I not read it? If you don't read it, you can't understand Chinese women. If you don't understand Chinese women, you can't make them happy."
What's the reason for this? Xiang Xiaochuang couldn't laugh or cry.
"You can't bear to leave New York? I know that everyone who knows it deeply will be reluctant to leave. New York is so charming."
Xiang Xiaochuang looked at his triumphant look, and felt sour in his heart that he almost burst into tears again. He squeezed his fingers desperately and managed to hold back.
"It's time to board the plane..." Tang Xiangtian reminded and took her backpack.
His hair is half long, with the ends in the hollow of his neck and a slight natural curl.
"I'll do it myself!" Xiang Xiaochuang withdrew his gaze, "I'm sorry to let you take it."
"It doesn't matter. I'm a gentleman. Of course I have to serve ladies, isn't it right?"
Xiang Xiaochuang was speechless. She had never been cared for in this way. The "gentlemen" in China had never had such awareness. And Shen Sidian... the name made her heart shrink. He had almost been forgotten by her.
deported from the country.
Only Du Jiawen may have acted like this once or twice. However, he himself also enjoyed the "gentlemanly" demeanor of others, such as Fang Tianwei, who took care of everything for him, no matter how small or small.
Tang Xiangtian's legs were very long and he walked to the front in a few steps. Xiang Xiaochuang had to jog a few steps to keep up with him.
"Security check?" he asked. Xiang Xiaochuang nodded silently and took out his passport.
I couldn't help but look back, as if expecting a miracle. But the figure I was looking forward to did not appear. In the gentle countryside, it may not be so easy to wake up.
He sighed softly and took one last look at the New York departure hall before turning his head and taking steps...
"Xiaochang! Xiang Xiaochuang!" That familiar voice sounded behind him. Xiang Xiaochuang thought it was his hallucination, so he hesitated for a moment and stepped out again.