The next afternoon, Song Qiyue will leave, and she will leave for the airport in half an hour.
Song Xiangwan entered the room and saw that Song Qiyue was packing her things. She had almost put everything away, and she had already begun to pull the zipper.
"Are you planning to see me off and take me to the airport?" Song Qiyue asked with a smile when she got up.
"I don't have this time." Song Xiangwan said indifferently.
She still smiled and said, "I think you have been very busy lately, has the shop been down? When will the flower shop open?"
"This is my own business, and it has nothing to do with you." She refused completely.
Between this question and answer, there was still a feeling of difficulty in communicating with each other. Song Qiyue didn't care at all, "I've opened my head back, tell me, I'll give you a flower basket."
"If I open a flower shop, do I still need you to send me a flower basket?"
"Then I'll go to your store to make a reservation, you remember to tell me."
As if talking to the end, but she was annoyed, and she was still smiling, Song Xiangwan stopped talking to her, walked up to her and said, "I have something to return to you."
Song Qiyue was suspicious, thinking about what it was, but at a glance, she saw that she handed over a piece of ointment. When she was in Fangxian before, her hand was frostbitten. She gave it to her. "This Do you want to pay it back to me?"
"I borrowed something, of course I have to pay it back." Song Xiangwan said seriously, and when he became stubborn, it was stubborn to the end.
"Okay." Song Qiyue took it and put it in her cosmetic bag. He raised his eyes and looked at her again, only to find that Song Xiangwan looked at himself motionless, "What's the matter?"
Song Xiangwan said, "This time you came back and helped Su He, thank you."
Her voice was very quiet, no sharpness, no contention, she said to her. The sun outside is great, and the cold wind in winter also has a warm breath. Song Qiyue also thought of one thing. It was a shocked existence when he heard it before, but after hearing it, he couldn't bear it. Unwilling and too late to ask about things.
At this moment, everything calmed down, Song Qiyue said, "I have a question that I want to ask you all the time."
Song Xiangwan was surprised, "What?"
"That night, you saw it all, why you never mentioned it." Song Qiyue finally opened her mouth, only for a moment, as if she was relieved, not heavy or suffocating, so calm.
There was a gleam in Song Xiangwan's eyes. She pursed her lips and said, "I don't know what you are talking about."
"Back then, I ran away from home. That night, I went to Zhou's house. I went to see Su He. You also came to Su He. You saw me running out of his annex, didn't you?" Everything was revealed. It was opened, Song Qiyue asked about the old things again.
Song Xiangwan was stunned and immediately calmed down. She asked in a low voice, "How do you know."
"That night, Brother Zhou was also there." Song Qiyue said.
Song Xiangwan also remembered that night. It was too abrupt. She went to find Zhou Suhe. She did see that scene, and Zhou Jingcun was by her side, "I think he said it too."
Apart from Zhou Jingcun, who else will be.
"Why did you never mention it." Song Qiyue asked again.
On the night three years ago, at the reunion three years later, she could ridicule and ridicule it, but she never mentioned it, and there were no words. Now everything is thrown away. She just wants to know an answer.
Song Xiangwan looked at her intently, looking at her for a long, long time, too many emotions floated from her eyes and submerged. The sun was behind her, shining on her, and she suddenly sharpened her eyes and glared at her, almost disdainfully said, "I'm not that mean!"
Song Qiyue was startled, then smiled, slowly laughing, no more words needed.
She just affirmed, "I know."
"Miss July, the time is almost up, it's time to go." The butler came to knock on the door and shouted.
"Okay." Song Qiyue hurriedly echoed, and she said goodbye to leave.
Song Xiangwan did not see off again, she just returned to her room. Walking to the balcony, you can also see the figure of Song Qiyue leaving. Mother Song and Aunt Jun sent her out of the villa together. The luggage was put on the trunk, and she bid farewell and sat on it.
The car drove slowly and drove away from the Song family villa, the door closed.
With the sun shining all over his eyes, Song Xiangwan remembered her question.
——Why you never mentioned it.
Song Xiangwan was thinking, what to mention, and what else to mention.
Even though the past cannot be followed, one thing is true.
At that time, she really liked it.
How can she take this sincerity to scorn and laugh, no matter what.
...
On February 8, the plane took off at 1.36 pm on the 8th, from Haicheng to Gangcheng.
"The flight time of this voyage is two hours and fifteen minutes, and now the plane continues to ascend and is far from the ground..." On the plane, Song Qiyue heard the voice of the flight attendant on the radio. She looked at the mountains and clouds outside the window, thinking that she would be able to arrive soon.
It was just a blink of an eye, but please close your eyes. After waking up, it has fallen to the ground.
Walking out of the airport lobby with luggage, Song Qiyue stood at the door, but she was at a loss. The weather in Hong Kong is sunny today, where should she go.
I had to stop the taxi and reported the address of the Golden Coast Apartment.
Back in the apartment, as soon as I opened it, the cold air came in, which was not inhabited for a long time.
Song Qiyue opened the windows and doors to breathe. She also came to the balcony, but she saw the vase and the beautiful white jade porcelain vase. The flowers were long gone, and even the branches were withered and fallen.
In the evening restaurant, two women were sitting together, and Chu Yan looked at her, "It's okay for you. You can leave when you say you want to, and you will return when you say something."
"Isn't this here to make amends for you." Song Qiyue said kindly.
"You are looking for me to eat as soon as you come back? Shouldn't you find your one?" Chu Yan asked, raising his eyebrows.
"I'm thinking, it's just..." Song Qiyue sighed, but couldn't say clearly, "It's hard to say a word."
"I ran away like this this time. I'm annoyed by him. You deserve to suffer." Chu Yan was a little gloating, and then said, "Forget it, I will give you a fulcrum as soon as you come back."
"Please tell me." Song Qiyue's eyes were clear.
Chu Yan tucked his hair down and said, "Intercept him on the way to work, and surround him at the company's door after get off work. If you have anything to do, you will meet him by chance. If you catch him, you will coax him."
When Song Qiyue heard this, she was stunned, and the corner of her mouth twitched, "Small cigarette, are you sure?"
"Song Qiyue, men also need to coax."
...
In the morning of the next day, the private driver set off from Mo Shi Jiu Yuan and went to the client's company to negotiate. There were traffic lights ahead and the car stopped. Suddenly, the car window was knocked lightly, and the driver was startled!
"What's the matter?" The driver hurriedly lowered the window, and even Qi Jian, who was in the passenger seat, turned his head to look.
Not to mention He Sangsang in the back seat and Mo Zhengyan.
But hell, there was a line of roads next to him. The white car was parked there. In the car, the woman took a golf club and knocked on the window.
"Hi." The brilliant smiling face turned out to be Song Qiyue!