Nie Yunfeng originally didn't want to see Luo Xia off, but in the end he went anyway.
Hiding behind the pillars of the airport, he stared at Lu Cheng and several bodyguards over there, surrounding Luo Xia. When the announcement of the flight sounded, Lu Cheng stepped forward and gently stroked her hair.
, then hugged him gently and said something.
Last time, he sent Hong Lehan away openly and watched her walk into the ramp. This time, he secretly hid in the corner and sent away his most beloved girl. He saw Luo Xia, before walking inside,
Glancing back, he could see the light in those eyes clearly, even from such a distance, as if they were filled with infinite attachment, but also seemed to be despairing.
When the gaze turned to his side, he shrank back due to conditioned reflex. When he carefully looked out again, he only saw her long back, and finally disappeared from sight.
He left the airport in a daze, as if he had lost his soul. In fact, Luo Xia took away his soul, and he became a soulless man from then on.
He didn't sit down until his feet were sore and numb, and he didn't know where to go. On the day when Xia Tian completely left his life, he didn't want to see anyone. The battery of his mobile phone had been exhausted during the night, so
It's currently shut down. Regardless of whether Lu Cheng and Alie will look for him or not, let him escape for a rare moment.
"Mr. Nie?"
Hearing the strange man's voice, he turned his head blankly. In front of him was a gentle middle-aged man, but he didn't recognize him. He turned away and fixed his eyes on the original position. He was looking at a pair of young lovers. At first, the two of them looked at each other.
One person turned to the left and the other to the right, seeming to be arguing about something. Then, the boy walked back, caught up with the girl a few steps and wanted to hug her, but the girl pushed him away, and he turned around in despair, but in
At that moment, a pair of arms wrapped around his back, and the girl hugged him tightly.
Then, they walked into the coffee shop opposite and sat by the window. Through the glass window, it was clearly visible that the girl had a smile on her face, and the boy also smiled shyly, but his eyes were full of warmth. Their eyes were full of warmth.
Love is so simple, without any impurities, it can laugh, quarrel, make peace, and embrace.
Once upon a time, when he and Xia Tian first met, they were as young and shy as these lovers. Xia Tian wore a long white skirt, and he always wore a white shirt. Even if there was no strong love, it was still as sweet as a dream, if it were
It would be great if they could always be this simple.
He saw the boy look out the window and say something to the girl opposite. The girl immediately turned her head in surprise.
Nie Yunfeng commented in his heart: She is not as good-looking as his Xia Tian, but her smile is happier than Xia Xia's.
On this day, he actually sat on the steps by the roadside, staring at the boy and girl, imagining the scene where he and Xia Tian were so warm inside. Gradually, his eyes were covered with white vines, and he was shocked to realize that he was actually falling.
It's snowing, and the snow has turned the road silver, and even turned him into a snowman.
No wonder the boy and girl never left the coffee shop, looking a little anxious; no wonder they pointed in his direction and spoke, with surprise in their eyes. They must be wondering why someone was sitting in the snow and not walking away? Later they met
They left, but the snowman still sat in his original position, as if in trance. In the eyes of passers-by, he became the most humble beggar.
From early morning to dusk, and then the daylight faded and turned into darkness, Nie Yunfeng finally moved, shook off the snow on his body, and stood up slowly. However, his whole body was numb from the cold due to sitting in the snow for a long time, and he
Even my hair was frozen into ice. I took a few deep breaths and stretched my muscles a few times before walking slowly towards home with stiff legs.
"Be careful!" A deep roar sounded behind him. Nie Yunfeng instinctively dodged to the side. He still heard a crash, and the leather jacket on his left arm was torn open. The pain slowed down for a while before it slipped into his head. He turned around.
When he took a look, he saw two gangsters with machetes. Their faces were ferocious, and their eyes were filled with hatred and anger.
When the opponent slashed at them again, Nie Yunfeng made a move and kicked them in the wrist. He kicked them to the ground with a sweeping kick. He stepped on the chest of one of them and asked in an angry voice: "Who sent you here?"
of?"
"Nie Yunfeng, don't be arrogant, the prince will not die in vain!"
He frowned, is that the person from Chen Yao's side? He hasn't given up yet, does he still want to kill him? Tiredness hit him, this is the world he lives in, retribution for injustice, today he killed the "Prince", tomorrow
There are so many people who come to kill him for revenge. Therefore, it is right for Luo Xia to leave and stay away from this kind of vendetta. Otherwise, if one day her enemies take advantage of her, it will not be something he can bear.
Some people are born for the underworld.
Even if their hands are full of blood, even if they are sinful devils, even if they are being hunted every day, they are still... alive! In this world, staying alive is king.
Because, they did not choose the underworld, but the underworld chose them.
He let go of his feet and shouted coldly: "Get out!"
The two men scrambled to their feet and said harshly as they ran away: "Just wait!"
Nie Yunfeng curled his lips and sneered. He was waiting for when the God of Destiny would reach out to him. After the two people had disappeared, he turned his head and looked into the darkness. He did not ignore the initial reminder.
, there is a person standing there, he should be a man judging from his body shape. The voice is very strange, is he a passerby?
The man approached slowly, and when he saw it clearly under the streetlight, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned. Isn't this man... the middle-aged man who called him when he was sitting on the ground in the afternoon? At that time, his mind was distracted by that man.
I was attracted to my lover and ignored him. I remember that he walked away later, but I didn't expect to meet him again. Or maybe he was following him?
I was on guard, knowing that if there hadn't been that timely warning just now, I might have been hit in the back, or even in the head, so the injury I received now wouldn't be as simple as just a cut on my arm. But if a person was hit on the same day
, I saw him twice in succession, especially since I vaguely remember that this middle-aged man seemed to call him "Mr. Nie" during the day, so I should know who he is. This alone makes people wary.
"Who are you?" he asked in a deep voice.
The middle-aged man seemed stunned for a moment, and then said with relief: "Mr. Nie, have you forgotten what happened a few days ago? I was the one who sent a young lady who passed out in my car to the hospital a while ago. Later I
I called you, and when you rushed to the hospital, we met and, by the way, I gave you my business card." There was a lot of friction at that time.
The memory came back, and Nie Yunfeng gradually remembered who this person was, and that memory was inevitably related to Xia Tian again. The pain in his heart was more unbearable than the wound on his arm. But at that time, his mind was fainting
Xia Tian, who was in the hospital, didn't pay much attention to this middle-aged man, especially the business card he mentioned. He didn't know where he threw it later.
The man handed over his business card again, "My name is Zhang Qianrui. In fact, I saw you in the afternoon. You were sitting outside the hotel where I was staying. I saw the heavy snow and wanted to ask you to go inside and hide, but you
I don’t know what I was thinking, but I didn’t seem to hear me calling you. Later, I really had something to do, so I walked away. Unexpectedly, when I came back in the evening, I happened to see you again. It’s like we have never met in my life. I was about to call you.
You saw those two people sneaking behind you. So..."
Nie Yunfeng also knew what happened next. Judging from this person's conversation and aura, he should be a responsible person, so he took off his guard and thanked him softly: "Thank you for what you just said."
Zhang Qianrui looked at his arm that was still bleeding, and couldn't help asking worriedly: "Should your wound be bandaged? There is a clinic not far ahead that is still open." He had just come over there.
I drank too much wine during the evening party, so I went to get some stomach medicine.
Nie Yunfeng glanced at his left arm and didn't pay attention. The blood couldn't just flow all the way. Let the pain remind him of what he had lost today.
Seeing that he was silent, Zhang Qianrui didn't feel comfortable saying anything. He hesitated and asked, "Have you reconciled with that girl? When she woke up and saw you later, she should have forgiven you."
After being stunned for a few seconds, he finally realized what he meant by asking. It might be that he was unintentionally adding insult to injury. The reality is so cruel. The more he wants to forget this kind of loss, the more he wants to forget about this loss, but the wound will be opened again and again, making him want to have something.
Then even a moment's escape is not allowed. I don't mean to blame Zhang Qianrui, after all, his original intention is out of good intentions.
The other party seemed to see the loneliness in his desolate look, and comforted him: "Young man, don't be discouraged. It will be fine if the girl coaxes you. There is no obstacle that you can't overcome. As long as you cherish every moment you spend with her,
She will forgive you in the end."
In the end, for some unknown reason, Nie Yunfeng and Zhang Qianrui actually sat in a bar, each ordered a bottle of beer and chatted. Maybe it was because it was rare to meet a kind person, or maybe they could have something in common.
Topic, at least this Zhang Qianrui knows Xia Tian, but is not familiar with it, so he can tell the other person about today's loss without restraint, and vent his inner depression with some alcohol.
Zhang Qianrui is a very good listener. He listened silently from beginning to end without interrupting. When Nie Yunfeng finished speaking, he did not rush to find words to comfort him. He just took a deep breath of the cigarette from his fingertips and blew out the smoke ring.
His expression became indifferent.
After a long time, a quiet voice sounded in Nie Yunfeng's ears, as if coming from a distant valley: "Actually, you are lucky to be able to watch her walk into the airport and watch her leave. Because after all, you know that she has gone.
There, she is living a good life. She will breathe the air of the earth peacefully. One day, she may be waiting for the encounter you want.
If so, a person disappears without warning and you cannot find her despite all your efforts. You don’t know where she is, whether she is doing well or not, or even whether she is alive or...
.At times like this, it’s really called despair.”
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People can always find their own reflection in others, and then get comfort from the other person's story.