Sitting on the taxi, Luo Xiaoxiao anxiously looked at the busy line in front of him. He couldn't help urging him: "master, can you go around? I really have something urgent
"Ah, girl, you can see that there are cars around here. How do you say to go around?"
Luo bit his lower lip, took out his wallet and handed it to the driver: "then I'll go by myself."
Then he opened the door and ran away.
"Hey, girl..." The driver opened the window and yelled twice, but Luo's little figure had turned a few corners in the blocked car and disappeared.
"Young people today." The driver put the money away, shook his head and sighed, "I don't know what's urgent. It's still half an hour's drive from here to the airport. I can't get tired if I just walk there."
Luo Xiaoxiao is panting heavily, tired and out of breath, but there is a voice in her heart, constantly saying to her: hurry up, hurry up!
Think of the content on the text message, her already tired and feeble pace accelerates again.
After running out of the traffic jam, he reached out to stop another car and urged the driver all the way. Shengsheng changed the 20 minute drive into 15 minutes.
Run into the airport, Luo small anxious inspection, want to see the person you want to see.
But her eyes fell on the people who came and went, but there was no figure she wanted.
Luo Xiaoxiao waited from 3 p.m. to 12 p.m., but still didn't wait for Ouyang Ye's arrival.
She took out her cell phone again and looked at the endless text message she had sent for several hours:
something's wrong, airport, come quickly.
I have come, but what about others?
Time has been pointing to three o'clock in the morning, there are few people at the airport, Luo Xiaoxiao has been calling from the afternoon until now the phone is turned off.
What's the matter?
Luo had a splitting headache.
Ouyang Ye doesn't know how to send such things, but what's her explanation for everything now?
Knead knead temple, Luo small turn around, drag tired body to go home.
If there is anything, Ouyang ye will contact himself.
When I got home, I lay in bed and fell asleep.
Just sleep is not stable, always dreaming.
One is Ouyang Ye's bloody appearance in front of him, asking why he didn't save him. Another is Ouyang Ye's disappointed look at her, and then go further and further, she struggles, she cries, she stays, she explains, but all in vain.
"Ah
Luo small a cold sweat, scream, wake up from the nightmare.
"What's the matter?" Familiar voice in his ears.
This voice
Luo small slow, rigid, little by little slowly, as if afraid of disturbing what general turned his head.
Looking at her unbelievable eyes, the man slowly laughed, skillfully flicked her forehead, joked: "how? I've only been gone for a week and I don't know you? "
Luo small knead eyes, and then knead eyes, in front of the people are always real.
You're not dreaming?
"Silly." Ouyang Ye flicked her forehead again. This time, he used some strength.
"Well." Luo Xiaowu's forehead, tearful eyes accuse him.
Ouyang Ye was thirsty when she saw him. He twisted his head slightly and said, "now I know if I'm dreaming again?"
Luo Xiaoxiao suddenly flies to keep him. He has great strength, which makes Ouyang Ye frown.
Sensing the slight shaking of his arm around his waist, Ouyang yie sighs silently, reaches out and hugs her, letting his whole breath completely surround her, and asks softly, "what's the matter?"
Luo Xiaoxiao shakes his head and remembers his dreams. His heart is also a shame.
Really, because of a dream, I doubt whether the person in front of me is real.
When I think about it, I feel more humiliated and lost in the Pacific Ocean.
She let go of Ouyang Ye. Her earlobe is red because of her shyness. It looks very white delicious.
Ouyang ye can't help swallowing.
"Why are you back now?" Luo Xiaoxiao feels the burning sight falling on him and can't help changing the topic.
Ouyang Ye holds her in his arms and puts his chin on the top of her hair. He squints lazily: "if I miss you, I will come back naturally."
"You Luo's small face was even more red, and his elbow didn't hit him back with any strength: "be serious!"
"Good, good." Ouyang Ye's gesture dotes on him: "I'll come back in a hurry after I've dealt with the matter."
"That's right." Luo Xiaoxiao thought of the text message he sent to himself yesterday. He broke away from his arms, took the phone not far away, unlocked the screen pattern, and asked: "what's the matter with the text message you sent me yesterday?"I've been waiting for so long, and I've had nightmares all night. I haven't explained anything. Hum!
"What text message?" Ouyang ye took her mobile phone: "I never sent you a text message."
"No way." Luo Xiaoxiao's resolute answer is that she takes back her mobile phone, swipes to the SMS interface and slides from head to tail. However, not a word about that day's SMS has been found.
"No way." Luo Xiaoxiao scratched his hair, which was in a mess. "I remember you sent me a text message very clearly."
"I think you've lost your sleep." Ouyang Ye couldn't stop her from looking for SMS again and again: "if I sent you sms, why don't I admit it? And I came back two days in advance today, and I dealt with everything as fast as I could, just to give you a surprise. How could I send you sms?"
There was a little pause.
Is really oneself sleep muddleheaded, but that kind of feeling really good real.
Seeing Luo Xiaoxiao's head lowered, he was obviously still thinking about it. Ouyang Ye just hugged her more tightly: "well, don't think too much. How can I cheat you?"
All right.
Anyway, I don't have any thoughts about it. Luo Xiaoxiao just gave up.
It should be the reason for the dream. After all, the scene that Ouyang Ye never turned back to leave is so real.
Luo Xiaoxiao, who has left this matter behind, is very happy. He just notices that Ouyang Ye's face is tired and his body is dusty. He is scared: "when did you come back, President?"
Looking at the little girl, he finally noticed that Ouyang Ye didn't know whether to be angry or to smile: "I'll come to you as soon as I get back."
"Ah?" Luo small snack surprised mouth, "you sat on the plane for more than ten hours, how don't you have a rest to run over."
Ouyang Ye's answer is natural: "of course, I want to be a woman who has no conscience until now."