He patted his subordinate on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Don't worry, I know how to deal with it. I will leave tomorrow. You have to take good care of my brother."
Seeing Rong Sheng's persistence, his subordinates sighed and stopped trying to stop him.
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The blue sky is as clear as a mirror, reflecting countless soft clouds, floating leisurely in the sky, and some are even right next to you.
It's as if you can reach out and touch it.
Occasionally, the plane passes through the thick snow-white clouds. If you are close, you can seem to feel the free and easy leisure of the white clouds.
Rong Sheng leaned on his seat, his amber eyes fixed on the white clouds passing by outside the window, but his heart felt a little heavy at this moment.
That place was the place where he first met Huangfu Lin. He had already gone there, so how could he be absent, even if it was a life and death decision.
My eyes passed over the white clouds outside the window, and as I passed through the endless mountains, I could see in the distance the silhouette of an eagle with spread wings flying past in front of me.
It flashed in front of me, leaving a sharp arc in the vast sky.
They can always glide freely in the sky. It would be great if one day I could be like them without the pain hidden deep in my heart.
At least, looking at the figure that is so close but cannot be seen, my heart won't hurt so much, it breaks my heart.
As the helicopter passed through the clouds and approached London, the window suddenly became blurry and visibility was extremely low.
The closer he got to that place, the heavier Rong Sheng's heart became.
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Looking at the helicopter standing in front of me, the interior is luxuriously decorated, yet elegant.
Ning Xiaotong had long been accustomed to Huangfu Lin's luxurious style and was not surprised by it.
The distance from City A to London is so long that it takes ten hours to fly.
Looking at Ning Xiaotong sitting next to him, Huangfu Lin's eyes were gentle and he said, "You should sleep for a while. I will call you when you get there."
Ning Xiaotong's lips moved, wanting to say something, but she finally swallowed it back and didn't say a word.
Ning Xiaotong nodded, feeling a little tired. Her emotions have been ups and downs these past few days, especially knowing that Nannan's life and death are unknown. She wakes up crying in her dreams almost every night. Today, she flew to London by helicopter, and she has not yet adjusted. .
He slowly closed his still red and swollen eyes. At first, he glanced at Huangfu Lin, who was sitting next to him. His body was still tense, but sleepiness gradually swept over him, and he couldn't resist it, and finally fell asleep.
Huangfu Lin looked at Ning Xiaotong who had fallen asleep and sighed in his heart.
Seeing Ning Xiaotong's head tilting up and down, and about to hit the glass, she leaned forward and quickly used her arms to cushion it.
Huangfu Lin straightened Ning Xiaotong's body and rested her head on his shoulder. Seeing that Ning Xiaotong only frowned and showed no signs of waking up, Huangfu Lin breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking at the sleeping face, the pair of shining eyes were closed, looking quiet and well-behaved, unable to see the coldness and unfamiliarity in his eyes when he usually looked at himself.
Only Ning Xiaotong, who is sleeping soundly, can be as quiet as she is now, nestled in her arms, peaceful and beautiful.
When she woke up, she looked at her eyes, and there was always a stubbornness in her eyes that refused to admit defeat. In the past, the two people were inseparable because the conflicts had not become bigger. Now, let’s face it, the relationship between the two people has not. It has lost its previous rigidity, but still shows just the right distance, neither too far nor too close.