Why come back.
At this moment, he asked so, Song Qiyue was startled.
However, he said again, "I told you, don't come back if you leave."
At this moment, it was no longer the same as before, but the cold and stern tone became plain, almost a kind of indifferent tone, which made people feel a little cold. With his question still entrenched in his mind, Song Qiyue couldn't help frowning, holding the boarding pass in her hand quietly, "Su Nan gets married, I'll congratulate her."
"What does she have to do with you? In fact, there is no relationship at all." Mo Zhengyan asked in a low voice, but asked and answered himself.
Song Qiyue said softly, "It's always a friend and a acquaintance."
"Congratulations, you can go now." Mo Zhengyan heard her say this, but the conversation couldn't go on.
"Also," However, she opened her mouth again, and she even noticed her trembling, her hand holding the boarding pass, so tight that she was about to break it.
Suddenly, she looked at him with that deep gaze, and she said, "I want to see you too."
Song Qiyue, how can you say so lightly?
You walk so freely!
"Now you see it too, I'm fine!" He answered again.
Song Qiyue did indeed see it. He was sitting in the private room of Fangcai Hotel. He was still as neat and clean as before. She was still cool and calm. She felt calm, "Well, you Very good, I saw it. With Qi Jian and Sangsang, and Secretary Qian, they are by your side, I have always been very relieved."
"Where do I need you to worry? Just like you said, if they are there, I'm not good." Mo Zhengyan smiled back, but he didn't even notice how sour his tone was at the moment.
Song Qiyue said, "I know, but I also want to see it with my own eyes, so I really feel relieved."
"You only have one heart. You have to worry about this person and that person. Come here busy?" His words continued to ring, with sarcasm and icy anger, "So half-hearted, I just No, you don't need to come back at all!"
His voice pierced over, causing Song Qiyue's eyes to stare, but seeing that he turned and was about to leave, she suddenly couldn't help stepping forward and hugged him.
Her sudden hug stopped him, but his handsome face remained stern, "Let go!"
"Don't let go!" Song Qiyue suddenly disappeared. At this moment, she also began to play tricks, and she just refused to let go!
"Don't let it go!"
"Don't let go!" There is no reason, no purpose, but at this moment I don't want to let go.
The pulling of the two attracted attention in a corner of the hall. Passengers were looking at them, but they were still entangled. Then they also attracted the attention of the airport ground staff. Someone stepped forward and smiled and asked, "Sir. , Miss, is there anything I can help?"
"Are you stealing something?" a passing passenger asked curiously.
Someone said, "Such a big man, who grows so good to steal things?"
Mo Zhengyan has never been said or misunderstood by others in his life. He was regarded as a thief, but he didn't even bother to explain it. He swept the people around him indifferently and stared at the culprit fiercely.
"You let me go!" Mo Zhengyan said angrily.
Song Qiyue also knew that this misunderstanding was serious, and she hurriedly said, "He is my husband, he is not stealing something, misunderstanding!"
"It turned out to be a young couple!" An old lady in the crowd laughed. "Young man, if there is anything wrong to talk to your wife, there is no need to fight! Your wife is so thinner than you, she can't beat you. !"
This is really getting darker and darker, it is simply unexplainable, and Mo Zhengyan's face becomes even more serious at the moment.
Song Qiyue hurriedly pulled him over, smiling at everyone, while walking towards another quiet corner of the hall.
Her hand was still clenching his sleeves, and she never let go. Mo Zhengyan didn't let her go anymore. He followed her with an unhappy expression, but after stopping, he asked in front of him, "Do you still have what's up!"
Where did she have other things, but she simply didn't want him to leave like this, Song Qiyue had to say, "I haven't finished my words yet!"
"Okay, then you say it!" He twisted his eyebrows, and finally stopped turning to leave, he had to listen to her continue here again.
After a little farce, she became embarrassed again and was silent for a while. As the afternoon approached the evening, the French windows were beside them, shining into the warm sunlight, Song Qiyue moved her lips and opened her mouth directly.
She said, "I miss you."
Song Qiyue said this sentence many times before. When she was still in Wuzhou, she could always jokingly say to her superiors and subordinates to customers, that she didn't have much weight when she didn't care. I also said this to my family and friends, it's natural to act like a baby.
When facing him, it's not that I didn't say it.
But never once, as it is now.
"Zhengyan, I miss you." She said seriously and said to him.
It was her voice that came, very soft, mixed in this slightly noisy airport hall, and the figures flashing by the side in front of them were all strangers, so it didn't matter. Mo Zhengyan stayed there, looking straight at her, looking at the face she hadn't seen in a long time, but a long-lost emotion was stirred, and he was agitated.
Seeing her with clear eyes again, she looked back at him, making him silent.
"You said you miss me, don't you? Do you?" He asked suddenly, as if he was questioning her crimes, "You didn't even have a phone call! You walked so handsomely, and you stayed there even more handsomely! Nothing! I'll be back when I say that! How about? Who do you want to surprise suddenly?"
"I sent a message to you." Song Qiyue couldn't help explaining when talking about the day he left.
"Yes, I sent a message and said that you are gone, you are so cool!" Mo Zhengyan still remembers that day, the Monday morning she left, she indeed sent a message telling him that she was leaving News.
But it's just three words-I'm leaving, and even the punctuation is omitted!
Song Qiyue hurriedly said, "Did you only see those three words? I still have them behind me!"
"Where's the back! With these three words, there is no punctuation!" Mo Zhengyan said with cold eyes.
Song Qiyue said, "Impossible! I obviously have one! You didn't pull it down to see! Have you got your mobile phone? My mobile phone is out of power and cannot be turned on..."
She was anxious to clarify, but he didn't bother to read it, "It doesn't matter whether it has it or not!"
Suddenly, there was a trace of weakness, and Song Qiyue said again, "I have also called on the phone."
"When did you call it? Just that sentence, Su Nan sent you a wedding note, but you probably won't be able to come!" He remembered that one, the only one!
"I only hit that one." Song Qiyue acquiesced.
"Thank you for notifying me, you can't come about this!" He really wants to thank her!
"But, I actually really want to call you." Song Qiyue remembered the difference between these days. It was a long time for almost a month. She had never used the phone or exchanged information. It was not that she had not thought about it, yes. I held my phone several times for a long time, but I couldn't press to dial. One time I pressed dial, but there was a quick hang up and no connection at all.
She was so panic and nervous, so unlike herself, she would be helpless by a small phone call!
"But then I thought, are you busy? Perhaps you will not be very happy when you see my call, but will only feel annoyed. Maybe even if you answer it, it will not break up after a few quarrels, or even a word. Say just hang up. Or, you don't want to answer my call at all." She tried countless possibilities, and the only call was indeed one of the results.
Mo Zhengyan fixed his eyes, he grinned his teeth and said, "Yes! I just think you are annoying! You'd better not bother me! Don't call me again!"
"Then I will send you a message?"
"No need! You better disappear completely!"
Song Qiyue moved her lips and wanted to say something, only to find that the conversation could not go on again. It was full of the smell of deadlock and gunpowder, and it was also full of depression and anxiety. But the sound of the announcement in the lobby came from her ears, reminding her to check and board the plane immediately, otherwise it would be delayed.
She said, "I'm going to the security check, otherwise it's too late, then I'm leaving."
Song Qiyue comforted herself, and finally this time it was a face-to-face farewell, unlike the only message before.
He didn't speak, but was silent, as if to follow her.
Seeing that he wouldn't make a sound anymore, Song Qiyue couldn't stay any longer, and she looked at him carefully, and she stepped forward and approached him.
Mo Zhengyan just stood there, he only saw her suddenly approaching, it was she who stood on tiptoe, so suddenly. She raised her head and touched his lips with a gentle kiss. It was the fragrance she left on his lips.
She smiled at him, smiled so beautifully, but also hated him so much, "If you miss me, just call me."
What Mo Zhengyan hated was that at that moment of confusion, he didn't want to let her go.
Song Qiyue shook her hand, and after looking at him, she turned and left.
In the lobby of the airport, Mo Zhengyan's last image of her was that she walked into the security passage, and her smiling eyes were far visible when she turned her head back at the last moment.
I don't know how long he stopped in this hall. He slowly walked out until the screen showed that the flight had already taken off. The car stopped on the side of the road. He got in the car and hurried back to the hotel where the wedding reception was held. There was another one in the evening.
At the night banquet, Mo father asked about Song Qiyue, and Mo Zhengyan said, "There is something wrong with her company."
"It's fine when you come. If you have something to do, go ahead and apologize to me. What can this family do to apologize." Father Mo smiled and said, "It was also a while ago. I asked you to come back and stay with July. God, she also called home specially to explain her apology."
Did she call Mozhai about this matter? This is something that Mo Zhengyan didn't know.
The wedding banquet was over in the night, and everyone went back.
In the car, Mo Zhengyan suddenly remembered something, and he took out his mobile phone. The message she sent in early November was found on the Monday morning she left.
There are only three words in that message—I'm leaving.
But at this moment, he discovered that the original information could still be pulled down in the past, but he did not find it at the time. After continuing to look down, it turned out that there was still the second half of the sentence.
--I will be back.