In the living room, while pouring tea for Stephen, Tsai an said with relief: "after trying so hard for so long, I finally saw this tug of war..."
Before the word "bright" came out, he suddenly felt a chill in his back, and the temperature in the room seemed to have suddenly dropped to the freezing point.
Cai an slowly turned his head and gazed at Xu Qiao's death.
Xu Qiao stood in the bedroom door, probably just opened the door.
But this door, which is concealed, obviously has no sound insulation effect.
Tsai an choked stiffly in the same place.
When Xu Qiao left the hotel in the morning, he deliberately set aside the driver. When Cheng Lang heard about it, he remembered that he saw her secretly checking information on her mobile phone last night. He thought that she had quietly bought a gift. Since she wanted to do her best, she pretended not to know and didn't let the assistant and the driver follow her.
So Xu Qiao's specific whereabouts became a mystery.
When Cai an came in, the heating in the room was turned off. Of course, he didn't expect that the mystery would fall from the sky.
He recalled his conversation with Stephen and exclaimed that it was terrible. His face turned white: "Miss Xu, just..."
Every cell of the assistant on the other side exudes a sense of "doom", which adds evidence to what Stephen just said - Cheng Lang is treating love, her mouth and her body.
Xu Qiao's face was full of "very good, good kind of ah", and nodded to herself.
Steven looks at Xu Qiao unexpectedly. He is about to confirm the girl's identity with CAI an, but he sees her pick up her handbag and turn to leave.
When the door slammed, Cai an chose the latter between "chasing the past" and "contacting Cheng Lang".
After all, he's just an assistant, and he can't stop his boss's girlfriend.
He flurried through Cheng Lang's phone: "Xiao Cheng, something's wrong!"
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Xu qiaohuo bravely stops a taxi at the door of the hotel and gets on the back seat. When she hears the driver asking her where to go, she is stunned.
I don't know. She doesn't know where to go.
I just feel angry, but I just feel that I can't stay in the place where I have been with Cheng Lang, but she really doesn't know where she can go.
The driver looked up in the rearview mirror and said, "lady?"
She looked up in the rearview mirror and saw her red, swollen and embarrassed lips before she looked into the driver's questioning eyes.
Cheng Lang didn't care whether she was kissing her last night!
I thought I was too charming. Now I think, is she his girlfriend or his medicine?
The vibration from the mobile phone shows that the dog man is calling.
Xu Qiao irritably pressed the power off and said to the driver, "drive along the main road first."
London is rainy in winter. Half an hour after the taxi was driven out, dark clouds were gathering overhead. At noon, the sky was as gloomy as night.
The cool rain soon fell down.
Xu Qiao sat in the back seat, watching the rain fall from a little bit of downwind, to gradually become bean sized raindrops, crackling on the window.
The wiper is blowing faster and faster, but the driver's driving speed becomes slower. After a while, he asks the back seat, "lady, there is no road ahead. Where do you go next?"
She glanced at the bad rain outside, and before she made up her mind, she heard the driver say, "since ten minutes ago, there has been a car following you, ma'am."
"Let it go," Xu Qiao didn't look back and knew who it was. He said, "turn right ahead and keep driving."
When the driver turned on the turn signal, he might find that she was in a bad mood and couldn't bear it, or he might find that a luxury car was following her. It was not easy to guess her identity, so he enthusiastically asked her if she wanted to listen to music.
She said whatever.
The driver asked if she was Chinese.
She said yes.
Then a Chinese CD rings: "every street, every person's mouth, the first sentence of meeting is congratulations, Congratulations, Congratulations, congratulations --"
Xu Qiao's tears pattered down.
She's like this. Congratulations?
The driver saw something bad in his rear-view mirror and explained, "Chinese New Year is coming. I heard it's a new year's song Lady, if you don't like this, then I'll change a song for you? "
Xu Qiao wiped her tears and said, "I'm so unhappy. Why is your stereo so happy?"
"I'll change a sad song for you right away."
The driver changed the song list or chose Chinese songs.
Soon, a song with a trace of warmth in sadness and a trace of hope in heaviness sounded: "happy breakup, I wish you happiness, you can find a better..."
Rain gradually smaller, compared to the storm, the window at the moment cut constantly, but also chaotic patter, more should be the scene of this song.
Xu Qiao sobbed more and more, and her mother tongue blurted out: "this car can't sit any more --"Although the driver didn't understand what she said, his sadness didn't know the boundaries. He felt empathy from her tone and asked, "lady, do you need to park for you? You've come a long way. "
This reminds, let Xu Qiao see to meter.
The number that kept jumping up made her wake up instantly.
The black cab in London is too expensive to be distracted. What a pity she is.
Xu Qiaoyu sniffed: "pull over and stop!"
When the car turns to the temporary stop, Xu Qiao lowers her head to pick up money from her handbag, and suddenly feels a shadow sweeping out of the window.
At the same time, the front window was knocked.
The driver unlocked the door and windows.
In front of him, Tsai an handed the driver a large pound note, saying he didn't need change.
Cheng Lang opened the door of Xu Qiao's side, supported a black umbrella with 16 bones, bent down and stretched out his hand to her.
Xu Qiao ignored this hand and went down to stare at him fiercely: "follow me for what?"
Cheng Lang choked for a moment because he found that she had just cried.
Cai quietly retreated into the distance, and the taxi quickly left.
In the remote alley, under this umbrella, there was no sound except the sound of rain falling on the surface of the umbrella, and even breathing was very quiet.
"I want to explain to you." Cheng Lang frowns at her, raises his hand to wipe the moist corner of her eyes, and she dodges.
"When I ask you to explain, you can deceive me, even the process of telling me lies. Now will you tell me the truth?"
Xu Qiao is talking about the night Cheng Lang proposed to associate with her.
If she didn't ask about it from the beginning to the end, then his lack of opportunity can be excused. But she gave him a chance to be honest.
Cheng Lang heaved a sigh and solemnly said, "I promise that from this moment on, everything I say is true."
"Well, tell me about it. You say you want to explain. The word "explain" exists for the purpose of misunderstanding. You mean I misunderstood you. You mean Stephen's words completely confuse right and wrong, don't you? "
Cheng Lang is silent.
"Say it Xu Qiao urged him with tears.
"I don't deny that at the beginning, I had a more than simple idea about falling in love with you..."
Xu Qiao nodded and understood. Seeing how difficult it was for him to choose words, she said, "but later, you think I'm more important than treating a disease?"
"Yes." Cheng Lang nodded, but did not breathe a sigh of relief.
Because he already knew where the problem was: she was right. The explanation was for misunderstanding. Misunderstanding can be eliminated by explanation, but mistakes can't.
He made a mistake and could not be understated with just a few explanations.
Sure enough, Xu Qiao continued to ask, "can you tell the difference between" once "and" later "? If you can tell, why don't you tell me the truth when you're sure of your mind? "
Cheng Lang can't answer. He really didn't think about it.
Such silence in Xu Qiao's eyes is a little hurt.
What he can't tell, but let her believe? Xu Qiao's tears broke the line and fell down: "break up! I want to break up! "
Cheng Lang felt that the depression in his mind was more painful than when he was sick. His eloquence disintegrated at the moment when she cried for him.
He selectively ignored the word "break up" and hugged her, holding the umbrella in one hand and rubbing her back in the other, as if to make her warm: "don't cry, it's cold outside, will you come back with me?"
"No!" Xu Qiao pushed him hard.
Cheng Lang was afraid that she would hurt himself, so he had to let her go: "where do you want to go?"
"I want to go back to China. Give me your passport."
"Don't do that." It's no big deal to return home, but Cheng Lang has a hunch that if she is really let go, if it can't be solved on the spot in London, the result may be irreparable.
"You want to tie me up in London? Mr. Cheng, it's not decent to restrict the personal freedom of my ex girlfriend, is it
This title makes Cheng Lang pause slightly.
"I just don't want you to make decisions in anger. You can be unfair to me, but don't be unfair to yourself." He closed his eyes. "Tomorrow, if you still think the same way at this time tomorrow, I will give you my passport. Can you think about it for at least one day?"
"All right." Xu Qiao doesn't think 24 hours will change her mind.
Cheng Lang took out his mobile phone and showed it to her: "I just contacted Miss Yu. This is her residence in London. If you don't want to go back with me, how about living with her? I'm not sure you're alone. "
To Xu Qiao's surprise, she went back to Yujin at the most miserable time.
Yu Jin's stay in London is not a hotel, but a B & B, with just two bedrooms. She didn't ask why Xu Qiao and Cheng Lang quarreled. Seeing how embarrassed she was, she probably knew it wasn't a trivial matter, so she left a private space for her.In the afternoon, Yu Jin went to the jewelry Association to attend the exchange meeting. Xu Qiao really didn't have this idea. She was alone in the B & B and had nothing to do.
Cheng Lang promised her that if it's not necessary, he won't disturb her and ask her not to turn it off, so that other people won't find her.
When she returned to the B & B and regained her composure, she didn't think it was necessary to be so angry, so she kept the communication smooth again.
As soon as I turned on my mobile phone, I saw Zhu Li sending a message asking if she would return home on New Year's Eve.
She couldn't help but tell her that she broke up with Cheng Lang.
Zhu Li called: "what's the matter with you?"
"Just..."
Xu Qiao thinks that women are really made of water, and tears can't stop flowing. Before she opened her mouth, she began to cry. After crying for a while, Zhu Li on the other side was flustered, from guessing that Cheng Lang was cheating on him to guessing that he was actually a guy cheating on his marriage.
"No!" Xu Qiao was provoked by her to cry and laugh, but she couldn't tell Cheng Lang's Secret illness, so she had to simply summarize, "anyway, he cheated me."
"Ouch, as long as it's not a mistake of principle, don't say it's divided!"
"What is a mistake of principle?"
"The two I just mentioned, cheating and cheating."
"What if I found out that he didn't really like me so seriously?"
"It's really the first time for a girl to fall in love. Your question is too small and fresh..." Julie was confused by her question.
"This is a very important question." Xu Qiao argued.
"OK, if you're serious about him, it's really important."
Of course, Xu Qiao is serious, and she just found that she likes Cheng Lang very much recently, so today's one is more thunderbolt for her.
"If you really can't live with him, you can go back to China!" Zhu Li said.
"He's holding my passport!" Xu Qiao wiped her tears.
"What?" Zhu Li was surprised, "life is precious, love is more expensive. If it's freedom, you can throw both. How dare this man restrict your personal freedom?"
Xu Qiao explained Cheng Lang's meaning.
"Even if you buy the latest ticket, you may have to spend the new year on the plane." Julie couldn't bear to listen.
"Whatever," said Xu Qiao, who buried all her life in love with the non mainstream atmosphere, "a person's life is not the same."
Xu Qiao hardly fell asleep all night.
At noon the next day, as soon as 24 hours arrived, he picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Cheng Lang, typing only two words: "passport. "
there was no response from the opposite party.
Half an hour later, Xu Qiao dialed his phone. As soon as he was connected, he scolded him: "it's said that I'll return my passport in 24 hours. It's no fun for you to play a rogue like this!"
After a period of silence, the opposite side tentatively uttered: "sister and brother?"
Xu Qiao took a look away from her mobile phone, then moved it back to her ear: "President Jiang?"
"It's me." Jiang put "hiss" a, "that what, you and wave always quarrel?"
Xu Qiao didn't answer directly: "why is his mobile phone here?"
"Well, he pulled me to drink all night last night. I'm confused. I'm asleep now."