Chapter 1564

At three pm.

The International Airport in Suzhou is crowded. It's a river formed by returned travelers and migrant workers. Among them, mixed with the laughter of the tour group.

Human joys and sorrows are not interlinked. While some people are traveling to enrich themselves, others have to go to the horizon because of money, just to give their families a better life.

But the purpose is just to live. However, the process is not exactly the same. Some people live for survival, while others simply enjoy life.

The world is unfair, nothing is absolutely fair. People have different pursuits, different living conditions, and even different purposes in an occasion. So, where does fairness come from?

Not far away, a woman in Burberry windbreaker, black skirt, short and exquisite Martin boots, wearing sunglasses, reveals a kind of unattainable temperament all over her body.

It seems that she doesn't like the mixed smell of the airport. She pulls the suitcase with one hand, and fans the air around her nose with the other, so as to let the air flow around her body.

She stopped by an airport worker and asked.

"Hello, where is the exit, please?"

A woman's voice is a little cold, but there is a kind of elegance.

"Over there, ma'am." Airport staff reached out and pointed to the direction of the exit, with a polite smile on their faces.

I'm used to seeing star beauties at the airport, but I'm also attracted by the woman in front of me. She has a kind of strange people do not enter, but people can not help but want to close the charm.

Like a red rose with thorns, gorgeous and dangerous.

Clearly know close to will be injured, but, but also let people have unlimited reverie. Beautiful dream, beautiful is not sincere enough.

"Thank you." It's still the cold voice.

Before the staff could respond, the woman left. She walked straight, like her figure.

At the door, she was met by a private car that had already been waiting.

"Miss, you are back." The driver bowed respectfully and looked at the girl in front of him. His eyes were full of nostalgia.

Miss has been wandering for several years, and she has been forced to return to China. God knows how hard it took for her to come back this time.

"Well." The girl replied coldly that she didn't seem to have much emotion in the face of the driver who witnessed her growth from childhood.

The driver was slightly stunned. They always know Miss's unruly temper, but it's hard to hide miss's inner dependence on them.

I don't know how much I think or what happened. The woman in front of me seems to have changed.

Instead of saying anything, the driver took the woman's suitcase.

The girl stood in place, waiting for the driver to put the trunk into the trunk, opened the door for her, and then entered the back seat. The driver didn't know that the girl's eyes were scarlet under her sunglasses.

That kind of complex, intertwined feelings, filled in the girl's heart. It's the memory, disgust, hate and love of this city. The opposite and contradictory feelings make the girl at a loss and don't know how to face this place.

I haven't been back for two years.

She will never forget the way her family drove her out of the country at the beginning. She was famous for letting her go out to relax, but actually blocked her way home.

She begged bitterly, even knelt down to tell her father that she would never be so wayward again, but to no avail.

Even her brother, who loved her most, felt that she had made an unforgivable mistake.

It's all because of Jian Yao. Just because I have to pay for my willfulness.

"Miss, will you go back to Liang's house?" The driver thought for a long time before he said this. Depending on the situation, it was impossible, but he asked symbolically.

"No, uncle yuan, go to this place." The woman hands the mobile phone to the driver. It's a small house with fine decoration. It's near the center of the city. It's a noisy place.

"Good." Uncle yuan nodded, "Miss, master and young master... Don't you know?"

The task of picking up the young lady was secretly arranged by her wife. She asked herself to find a reason before she came to the airport. Looking at the driving of the young lady, the driver also guessed that he was carrying his family when he returned home this time.

"Well." The woman nodded and said nothing.

The driver silently driving the car, see Miss did not continue to speak, they also stopped talking. There is a folk song in the car. The female voice is a little rough, but it sings the most lasting emotion.

"The rain has stopped outside the window, the light is still dark in the room, counting my loneliness..."

The woman fell asleep in the car. It took about an hour to get to the community. When she arrived, the driver woke her up, and uncle yuan took all her luggage up. There's only one box. When she left that year, she was in a hurry and didn't buy anything.

"Suffering, miss." I don't know what kind of emotion it is that makes the child look like this.

"Thank you, uncle yuan. Keep it a secret for me." When a woman took off her sunglasses, Yuan Shucai found that her eyes were moist.

The uncontrollable emotion surged, unconsciously, even across a trace of tears.

I suffered. Her family didn't care whether she suffered or not, and her father and brother never paid any attention to her. Only her mother paid close attention to herself.

She seems to have been abandoned by her family two years ago.

Looking at the woman in front of him, uncle yuan seemed to match her with the little girl she used to be. It's like everything's changed, and it's like nothing's changed.

She looks more and more beautiful, but the arrogance in her eyebrows and eyes is less, but her temperament is still cold and arrogant, but compared with before, it is more cold and arrogant.

"Then I'll go first, miss. Take care of yourself. If you need anything, text me. " Uncle yuan told, "I'll get back to my wife after I go back."

"Good." The woman nodded and watched uncle yuan leave.

Seeing that his figure had completely disappeared, he closed the door tightly.

One room and one hall with cool colors, murals, flowers and decorations are all put in order. The house was clean and spotless. It's my favorite style.

It seems that mother is very welcome to come back. Thinking of mother's worried and caring voice on the phone, uncle yuan just told me that this is the only way I can rely on in this city.

Women will open the window, the fourteenth floor, the upper air is obviously better, fresh and indifferent.

She looked at the city, traffic, crowd, like ants, eyes full of emptiness and indifference.

She's back. Jian Yao, it's time to pay the price.