I have often imagined that I would meet him at the airport because this was his hometown and he would come back here.

For three years, he drove a taxi and continuously wandered around the airport day after day, searching the streets and dreaming of meeting again.

However, I was just a busy and extravagant idea.

Still holding the peony that Lin Xia picked, the tall buildings flew past one by one, and I was uneasy, and I was looking forward to it.

Actually, I really didn't want to pick him up at the airport in Lin Xia's car. I wanted to sit in a taxi and watch him from the outside.

To prove to him that I am not a flower in a greenhouse, that I can be independent, that I can live.

People were coming and going in the airport, and the sound of the megaphone was making me excited.

Lin Xia took my hand, I only feel his hand, so warm.

He said lightly, "Wait for the luggage. It'll take some time. Let's have a cup of coffee."

The coffee in my hand made her drink a lot of milk, sugar, and it tasted a little bad. I was used to black coffee without sugar, so I pulled out the spoon and put it on the plate.

"Qian Xun." He took a few sips of his coffee and looked me straight in the eye. "What will happen to you, Lin?"

What will happen to me? This question left me at a loss as to how to answer it. My mind was in a mess, and I had been waiting for him for three years.

But when I said he hadn't come back, I gave up, and so it went on, year after year, and even I despised myself for tormenting myself over and over again.

However, Lin Duan, I still miss so much, my sweetest first love, I used to love a person so much.

He said I was immature, he said I was lowly, he said I was not the person he was looking for.

Aren't I so despicable? Why am I here again? I will see him soon, and I will be extremely excited.

Is it because I think that he and I have a chance to redeem ourselves?

Everyone said I was willful, and my mother said the same thing: Qian Xun, your father is dead, can you not be so willful.

Lin Duan also said, "Qian Xun, can you not be so willful?"

The children said: QianXun, Lin Xia-ge likes you so much, can you not be so willful.

Actually, I just want to be myself, not within your expectations, and become willful.

"I need to go to the bathroom."

I think I need to calm down and be alone.

He held up the cold water and forcefully washed his face. This face was still young, but his heart was so old that he didn't want to move anymore.

"Hey, Qian Xun." In the mirror, there was another surprise, a bright face looking at me.

I turned my head.

She laughed excitedly. "Wow, baby, it's really you!"

"Sister Feiyan, I didn't expect to meet you at the airport."

"I just got back from America." She clasped her hands together in front of her chest and cried out exaggeratedly, "Darling, you really miss me. Oh, hug me."

I graciously reached out to hug her. "Big Sister Feiyan, welcome back."

She passionately kissed me on the cheek. "Let me tell you a piece of good news. It's a good thing that I'm back this time. "Darling, hurry up and congratulate cousin. Cousin is getting married."

"Congratulations." I smiled.

However, she blinked her long false eyelashes at me. "Qian Xun, you aren't as adorable as before. When you smile, you have to shine. Let's go, I'll bring you to see my fiance." He pulled my hand and called out from afar, "Bing."

There was a tall, thin man standing next to the huge box, which made my heart pound.

Flying Smoke called out in a spoiled tone, "Bing, they're calling you. Here." She waved her hand and smiled coquettishly at me. "Actually, you know my fiancé, Lin Duan."

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