But when she said this, her fingers holding the disposable paper cup were trembling. Xiao Qian sat beside her and held her hand: "Sister Pei, I'm really sorry."
Pei Xiao said nothing. The bright moon outside the airport was as cold as a hook. She hugged her shoulders silently, suddenly missing the coldness of the Imperial Capital. The warmth of Hainan made people intoxicated, while the severe cold of the Imperial Capital could make people sober.
There are few passengers on the night flight. Most people choose to put on eye masks and fall asleep as soon as they get on the plane. The beautiful stewardess considerately covers the sleeping passengers with blankets.
The overhead light on the seat was turned off, and the plane roared away from this beautiful island like a monster. At that moment, Pei Xiao seemed to have tinnitus, and tears flowed down uncontrollably. It doesn't matter, in the darkness
No one would see it, not even Xiaoqian sitting next to her.
In the middle of the journey, the flight attendant came to serve drinks and turned on the lights once. When she walked up to her, she suddenly lowered her head and asked, "Miss, can I help you?"
Pei Xiao was stunned for a moment, then wiped the tears on his face: "No, no need..."
No one can help her.
At four o'clock in the morning, the plane landed at the Capital Airport. As soon as I stepped off the ladder, the cold wind blew through me like a knife. The other passengers on the same plane had already wrapped themselves in down jackets before getting off the plane, hunkered down and hurried into the lobby. Pei Xiao didn't even carry his luggage.
Without wearing it, Xiaoqian took off his jacket and wrapped it around her. The two of them had red ears, red noses, and trembling mouths from the cold, and their heads were almost frozen into ice. In the taxi, the driver asked her where she was going, and she blurted out without thinking.
Throw out a sentence: "Go home."
The driver couldn't laugh or cry: "Then where is your home?"
Only then did she realize what she was doing, so she decided to send Xiao Qian home first and then go to Xi Xiangdong's apartment.
Xiao Qian was worried about her: "Sister Pei, how about I accompany you?"
"No, I'm really fine." To prove her words, she smiled deliberately, holding the corners of her mouth that were stiff from the cold, which hurt a little.
"Then if you have anything to do, call me..." After saying that, I remembered that she had even left her phone number at the Yalong Bay Hotel.
Only then did Pei Xiao remember: "When you go back, call the director first and explain."
Xiao Qian said: "I know." After all, she was a girl. She stayed up all night to fly with her, and she was cold and freezing, and her consciousness had long been lost.
Pei Xiao watched her go upstairs and then said to the driver: "Go to Xinggang Garden."
As soon as she entered the corridor, the warm air from the central air conditioner hit her face. It was a completely different world from the outside. Xi Xiangdong gave her the key, and she looked for it for a long time. When she opened the door, it was indeed dark and no one was in the room.
She skillfully found the light switch and changed her shoes. The women's slippers she left here are still there. I wonder if they will be picked up and thrown out tomorrow?
Hanging on the hanger next to the sofa was a formal banquet suit, neatly pressed and probably what he would wear tomorrow.
Pei Xiao sat on the sofa and looked at the tuxedo, as if he saw Xi Xiangdong slowly walking towards him in that suit.
The corners of her lips curved, and she stood up to welcome his embrace, but what she felt was a ball of air.
She suddenly remembered that a long time ago, Xi Xiangdong once sat here, drinking and looking at the diamond dress intently. The person he missed at that time should be Yang Yunguang...
Times have changed, and now that she is standing in Xi Xiangdong's position, she can somewhat understand his original mood.
She suddenly regretted coming back. What was she here for?
Hear him say "sorry"?
Or say "Congratulations on the engagement" to him?