Chapter 1280

When he got on the bus, Jun Jisheng closed his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, and told the driver, "drive, go to the airport."

"Yes," said the driver in the front row.

The car started slowly and drove towards the front. Jun Jisheng sat in the back seat. In his mind, even if he tried hard to recall, he could remember, but there were only some fragments of memory.

If you don't force the release of hypnosis, does it mean that he can't have those memories with her in his life?

When the car arrived at the airport, Jun Jisheng wanted to take a special plane. Naturally, all the formalities have been completed. Now, things in G city are almost done. We should first go back to the city.

But when he wanted to enter the special channel, his body suddenly stopped and saw the familiar figure from a distance.

Even if it was a long distance, even if it was just a vague figure, he could still recognize the man at a glance.

Beside her, there is a small figure, that is their daughter.

She gave birth to his daughter, but she lost her love for him. The more he wanted to get close to her, the farther he was pushed by her.

Maybe only when he knows everything between her and him in those years, can he really understand what happened to them in those years, and what is the real reason why she refused herself?

Why in his memory, when she fell in love with him first, she said she liked it first, and she said she would try to make him fall in love with her, but why did she treat him so when he fell in love with her.

Children? Or is there another reason?

Even though he lost all his memories about her, he still fell in love with her. Every time she was by his side, when he hugged her, it was like real satisfaction, not that endless emptiness.

Unable to help it, he raised his step and walked towards the big and small figures, but he didn't take two steps, but his steps suddenly stopped, and another figure came towards Qin Sitong's mother and daughter.

That's -- Han zixie!

Feng's eyes narrowed suddenly. Jun Jisheng only saw Han zixie pick up the little guy, and then smiled as if he was saying something to Qin Sitong, and her face also raised a shallow smile, as if he was returning something.

For a moment, there was another sharp pain in his chest. He almost staggered and leaned against the pillar of the airport. One hand pressed his heart, and his face was still pale.

One side of the entourage hurriedly said, "Mr. President, don't worry."

"It's all right," he said, but anyone can see that he's not all right.

But when he said so, others naturally did not dare to say anything more.

Jun Jisheng stood in place, but his sight was still looking at the three people. They headed for the other entrance of the airport. At the moment, the three people look like a family of three.

The heart is still in constant pain. Even without that memory, his body and his feelings still remember her. Obviously, looking at her like this will only make him more painful, but his eyes still follow the shadow involuntarily.

Until the three figures had completely disappeared from his vision, he lowered his head and gave a bitter smile.