She didn't mean to ask him to do anything, she just showed infinite nostalgia and reluctance - after all, parting was imminent and she saw the dawn coming.
He closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, there was no trace of tenderness in his eyes. His tone was even cruel and cold: "Xixi, it's time to set off."
She stood up and rubbed her eyes.
"Xixi, you must remember my instructions and never come back in the past two years! If I don't find you in Boston, you must remember not to leave. Do you understand?"
She nodded obediently: "Brother Donglin, don't worry."
He was even more stern: "If you make your own decisions or change your mind, it will cause great danger to me. Do you understand? The biggest help you can give me is to completely leave my circle. Remember,
Never try to be smart."
"Let's just talk about this time. If you hadn't come back without permission, would the consequences have been so serious? The Queen Mother even ordered a special plane to send you off. Do you know how worried it would be for her? If you make your own decisions again, you are not loving me, but harming me.
I!"
This was the first time in many years that he had reprimanded her so harshly.
She was shocked, but didn't dare to talk back.
"You go."
"Brother Donglin, goodbye."
She went out and wanted to take another look at him, but the door was immediately closed - not even giving her a chance to take a last look.
It seemed like all the tenderness last night was in vain.
Yan Xixin's heart trembled, but she had no time to care, because the driver was already waiting at the door of the hospital. When she went up, she saw Lin Zhiyun - the Wang family had indeed paid a huge price to protect her.
The moment she boarded the private plane, she finally understood: she couldn't come back - at least, she couldn't come back until Wang Donglin spoke in person.
He no longer had any energy to give to her.
She didn't know how long this separation would last, nor how long this battle would last - would she have to wait sixteen years like Yang Guo?
Until the plane takes off, until you see this familiar city getting smaller little by little from the hovering sky - just like most of us in our lives: we have to admit that we are indeed just like this dust, and we have not fought a thousand miles.
I have no capital and wisdom, and I have no ability to turn things around. The only thing I can do is not to cause trouble to the people who love me.
I also owe Huang Xiaojue a word of thanks.
But, she knew there was no need.
If I thanked him, I would be doing him great harm.
Early in the morning, the doorbell rang.
Dad Huang opened the door and was very surprised: "Zhou Ting, why are you here?"
Zhou Ting was very polite: "I'm here to see you. Dad, good morning."
This "Dad" really made Lao Huang's heart skip a beat.
In fact, since the wedding date was confirmed, Zhou Ting has not changed her tune. When the Huang family invited relatives and friends to gather in advance that day, Zhou Ting still called her uncle and aunt, but today, she called her "dad" when she came.
Huang Ma heard the sound and came out, but she saw Zhou Ting holding many things in her hand, "Come in quickly, Zhou Ting, just come. Why do you bring so many supplements?"
"Mom, let me see you."
The word "Mom" made Huang Ma laugh so hard she couldn't close her mouth: "Today is the weekend, why don't you take a good rest? You are also tired from work, so don't think about us all the time."
"Xiaojue has been meeting outside these days, so I have to come and help him with some of his obligations."
