At this time, it was almost noon. Although midsummer had passed, the autumn sun could not be ignored. But even under the clear sky, Yan Ziqing's face was pale, his clothes were stained, and he was extremely embarrassed.
He staggered into a taxi that was watching the excitement. The driver quickly followed and said kindly: "Sir, I will take you to the hospital! The traffic police will come to deal with it later..."
Yan Ziqing shook his head. The wallet was still in his hand. He tremblingly took out all the cash and threw it on the dashboard: "Airport!"
In just two words, it was extremely difficult and painful for him to say it.
"Okay, okay!" The driver started the car and drove towards the airport. To be honest, Yan Ziqing's expression made him feel frightened.
"Don't be troubled by your heart, don't be trapped by emotions, don't be afraid of the future, don't dwell on the past, just like this, peace and quiet!" Yan Ziqing thought about this passage over and over in his heart, peace and happiness? Without that woman, he would have never had a better day.
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In fact, they have known each other for a long time. She is the daughter of his driver. When she was in middle school, she was taken from her hometown to City A. They went to the same middle school, and she was two grades lower than him. At the beginning, they were incompatible with each other.
Water and fire.
She called him an arrogant rich kid with no qualities, and he called her a boring country bumpkin with no temperament.
But just like that, they fell in love, deeply in love, at the mercy of fate. Two aliens who disliked each other came together, which were the North and South poles of the magnet. They were firmly attracted together and could no longer be separated.
opened.
If it hadn't been for the breakup scene five years ago, he thought, she would have been his wife. In fact, in his heart, his wife had always been her, and there was no other choice.
So, when she leaves, he waits.
This time, when he met her again in a hazy state, he thought that his persistence had paid off. Unexpectedly, it was all in vain. His head was dizzy, and the only sound in his ears was his own heavy breathing.
Pain, his whole body hurt, especially his heart, as if something had hit him into countless pieces, and the pieces were flying...
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The taxi finally stopped outside the airport, opened the door, and Yan Ziqing got out of the car.
"Sir, you don't need so much money..." the driver shouted.
Yan Ziqing ignored it. When he went up the steps, his body swayed slightly and staggered a few steps. The severe tearing pain in his body forced him to stop and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
There are people coming and going in the airport, and there are countless joys and sorrows happening.
Yan Ziqing frowned, cheered up and walked in.
The light above his head was very bright, but he felt that the light was dim. He did not have a ticket and could not enter the terminal. According to his past temper, he would rush in no matter what.
But now, he was in so much pain that he couldn't even speak, let alone confront the muscular airport security.
"An'an..." He opened his mouth slightly, and a sweet smell stuck in his throat. The severely injured part of his body hurt so much that he took a breath.
He looked around painfully, and the unfamiliar faces and figures all turned into black and white silent films before his eyes.
"Ahem..." He couldn't swallow the sweet smell anymore and couldn't help coughing. He had to make a fist and cover his mouth, and something sticky spilled out from the corner of his mouth.
Looking at the people entering the gate, Yan Ziqing seemed to see a vague figure and an fuselage flying into the sky.