And at this time, Lan Qing is standing downstairs, tall body leaning on the car, smoking a cigarette, cigarette end a bright weak fire light lit up his dark eyes, in such a dark night, it seems so cold and lonely.

He looked up at the window with her. The warm yellow light suddenly turned into darkness.

In the end, he didn't go up. He thought that she needed time to sort out her thoughts by herself. Now her resistance to herself is just because of her anger.

So after smoking a cigarette, he turned to get on the car and left the community.

He didn't know that this distant look was the last parting.

The next day, when Li Qingning woke up from bed with a quilt in his arms, the sky was still gray and didn't light up.

She sat up and looked around. It was the same as before going to bed. The man really didn't come. She dropped her eyes, and a trace of loss flashed through her eyes. She wanted to take a good look at him at last, but she couldn't do it.

However, it's better to take another look, maybe you'll feel softer and reluctant to leave.

After a while, a late phone call came.

"Qingning, are you ready?" His voice sounded bright, with a smile, contrary to the weather outside the window.

"Well, all right."

"Today, Mr. Lan's board of directors held a meeting. He probably won't have time until noon. I'll pick you up in a moment and then take you to the airport."

"Well, OK, I'll wait for you."

Finally, when it was time to leave, the feeling of relief in her heart faded. It turned out that parting was such a deep torture.

I pulled the suitcase out of the sofa, and my eyes swept through the room again and again.

What can we do if we are reluctant to part? In the end, I have to leave.

After a while, Mrs. LAN sent people to open the door of the apartment, followed by the man behind Feng Chi came in. Looking at the small box on the ground, he asked in surprise: "this... Is this your luggage?"

Li Qingning nodded indifferently, swept the suitcase along his line of sight and said, "what's the problem?"

"Elder sister, this is not a short trip. Is it too light?"

There was a bitter smile on the corner of her mouth. She lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "there's nothing to bring."

Yes, I have lost my heart. What's the use of carrying more things?

"Well, let's get going." Feng Chi went around her, picked up the suitcase and headed downstairs.

She turned her head and looked around the house again, with a trace of reluctance and complexity in her eyes, and finally followed Feng Chi out.

After leaving the door, the fellow man slowly closed the door, which was like a solemn farewell. At the same time, there were some memories that she would not forget in her life.

"Let's go." Feng Chi turned to look at her and said softly.

Li Qingning put away his emotion, turned to smile at him, and quickly walked into the elevator.

While starting the car, Feng Chi put a file bag into her hand and said, "here are all the tickets you want, and a card with some money in it and a new phone card. You should be careful when you are alone in other places. Call me whenever you have something."

Li Qingning clenched the bag and joked with a smile: "you are so considerate and considerate to me. Aren't you afraid that Lin Bai is jealous?"

"I've always been the most loyal to my friends." He turned his head and raised his eyebrows at her.

The atmosphere of parting should be sad, but they all tacitly pretend to be relaxed, although it is not easy.

Feng Chi's eyes have been staring at the front, suddenly asked: "I have a question that I always want to ask you."

"Well, you say." She turned her head and looked at him seriously.

"Why New York? Don't you design students like to go to Paris? "

Li Qingning suddenly dropped his head, the whole person's aura seemed to be weakened for a moment. After a long time, he slowly said: "Lanqing knows that I always want to go to France, so I can only go to a country he didn't expect."

Feng Chi took a deep look at her and sighed: "tut Tut, woman's heart is really a needle on the bottom of the sea. It seems that you are really determined not to let Lan Qing find you this time."

But she just looked out of the window silently, hiding her emotion in the deepest part of her heart.

When the plane took off, she gently closed her eyes, just like when she went to Paris with Lan Qing for the first time.

This city, she will not come back in most of her life. In this way, her deepest feelings, even the memory of more than 20 years before her death, are left in this city.

From then on, the ends of the earth, she is a person.

I don't know how long after that, the sweet voice of the stewardess sounded in her ears, reminding every passenger to prepare to land.

When Li Qingning slowly opened his eyes, the plane had already dived down. She suddenly some trance, so soon left the city? It was so smooth that she couldn't believe it.

Perhaps at the moment of Lan Qing, still think she nest in that cold house, continue to like a little daughter-in-law with him.

Everything seems to have undergone earth shaking changes, so she wanted to separate early, when it really came, she was very trance.

Install a new phone card for her, and send him a safe message after landing.

This is the first stop to the United States, the first stop to confuse the eyes and ears, a city she has never been to.

After leaving the airport, she pulled the suitcase and stopped a taxi. Driving is a local uncle, he is full of vicissitudes, with a kind smile on his face, but his native language sounds a bit hard.

Where she didn't understand, she had to smile at him apologetically. The driver's uncle took the trouble to tell her again and again.

After a simple exchange, Li Qingning leaned back on the seat a little tired.

The first time a person came to a strange city, she met such a warm uncle. She thought, I hope I have such good luck all the time.

The taxi driver saw her tired little face in the rearview mirror, just smiling, introducing the city with his strong local characteristics of Mandarin.

She silently looked out of the window and occasionally laughed at the driver's uncle. The strange scenery outside the window made her feel lonely.

The driver found a warm family hotel for her and left. Before leaving, he said with a smile: "girl, nothing can't pass. Good luck to you." Then start the car and disappear into the vast sea of cars.

Autumn in this city is still wet with hot air. The broken hair in front of the forehead is soaked with sweat and pasted on the forehead. The body is also hot.