After Qiao Jiusheng hung up, he had a heartless sleep.
It was already tomorrow morning when Yu Sheng, the opposition party, arrived in Binjiang city.
When she woke up, it was morning.
As soon as he saw the time, he was about to arrive.
Qiao Jiusheng quickly put on his clothes, washed his face, brushed his teeth, carried his bag and drove to the airport in a Volkswagen car.
Qiao Jiusheng stood in the arrival hall of the airport with all the people waiting for their relatives to return, looking at the flight schedule. When the flight showed that the flight arrived, the people beside Qiao Jiusheng stood up. She got up, too.
We all rushed to the front, hoping to see their relatives at the first time.
Qiao Jiusheng also pushed forward.
After pushing to the front, she wondered.
You say, Fang Yusheng can't see. What does she do in the front?
Some people are holding flowers in their hands, others are holding signs to welcome them home, but most of them are waiting for their lovers, children and friends to return. Qiao Jiusheng also looks forward to the exit channel.
A group of people came out.
Qiao Jiusheng is always waiting patiently.
Fang Yusheng, the Iron Rooster, will never sit in first class or take the VIP channel. It's absolutely right to stand here and wait for him. He can't see. It's normal for him to come out slower.
Wait and wait, Qiao Jiusheng saw that there were fewer and fewer people, and his heart began to get a little hairy.
What about Fang Yu?
In the middle of the hall stood a handsome man in a herringbone single breasted tweed overcoat. His big brown back reduced his elegant atmosphere and added a little arrogance and arrogance. The light blue shirt is bold to match with the wine red tie. Because of the cold weather, he still has a long scarf with black spots on a white background around his neck.
He didn't wear a wrist watch like other men, but he wore a string of Buddhist beads.
The man stood there, his whole body exuded a force of handsome, attracted countless people secretly watching.
Fang Yusheng was a little nervous, so he couldn't help fiddling with the beads.
He stood in the middle of the hall, with beautiful green eyes, looking at the airport where he had been countless times. With so many people coming and going, Fang Yusheng was searching and exploring in the crowd, with a touch of suppressed excitement and expectation on his face.
More than ten years later, everything is different.
He looked at the girls in bright clothes, and his eyes flashed with appreciation, surprise and deep thought.
None of them is her.
Fang Yusheng's eyes swept around the corridor.
There were more than ten men and women standing there, some with flowers in their hands, some with clothes, and some with bags. In the crowd, there was a girl with her back to him. She was wearing a gray top hat, a beige knitted shirt and a hairy black scarf around her neck. There's a smoky pink gown hanging on his arm.
The girl has a pair of very straight and slender legs, wrapped in black tights and black long boots, with beautiful muscle lines.
She anxiously looked towards the exit, and from time to time she padded her feet, and her buttocks rose.
Fang Yu looked at the girl without turning her eyes, breathing lightly.
It was as if there was a man in his head shouting silently: that's her!
Fang Yusheng walked towards her. When he came to her, he suddenly stopped.
What if it wasn't for her?
The girl in front of her suddenly took out her cell phone and made a call. Fang Yusheng didn't have time to think of an excuse, so his cell phone rang in his pocket.
Qiao Jiusheng listened to the voice and turned around to see Fang Yusheng standing behind him.
"When did you come out?"
The girl is holding the phone, open mouth, that pair of brown eyes filled with the color of consternation.