Thinking about it, thinking about it unconsciously, Lan Jingyi fell asleep. When she woke up, it was near dusk and frowned. When could she sleep in broad daylight? She opened her eyes and scanned it around. Lan Qing was still lying quietly on the balcony and remained thoughtful.
"Mom, I want to go to B city. Would you like to go with me?" Lanjingyi quietly stung LanQing intimacy ring behind her neck low said
"Yiyi, go to France. The plane will fly early in the morning."
"Mom, you … when will you get a visa? And I forbid you to go alone. "Lan Jingyi panicked again. Although her mother’s illness is much better, she should always pay attention to it and never be careless."
"Who said I went alone and my mother and I went together?"
"I … I also completed my visa?" Lan Jingyi is dizzy as if listening to fairy tales in the Arabian Nights.
"Well, leave early in the morning, and mom will give you a holiday tonight to do everything you want, and then mom will take you to him."
"Dad?" Lan Jingyi suddenly became white. Lan Qing still couldn’t let her father go.
"Well, someone told me the other day that France met him. Let’s go find him." Lan Qing looked at the blue sky with longing. "Mom missed him."
"Mom …" How much love does it take to hug LanQing tightly to make LanQing so concerned about a man?
But she never met the man. "Mom, do you have a picture of dad?"
She is casually ask LanQing froze and left tears "mom didn’t … no … ha ha he left me nothing …"
That’s because Lan Jingyi can’t read the world. Lan Qing never tells her stories about her and her father. How can she love her father? It seems to be love and hate …
Maybe it’s all right to go to France. It’s less painful to be far away from that person, right?
Chapter 62 I really don’t love you
She doesn’t know the answer, but she knows that if she is in the same city as him and doesn’t see that kind of pain, it is even more painful, so she would rather not see him again.
It turned out that my mother had already made plans for herself, but she was unnecessarily worried. "Mom, I’ll go with you."
"Go and talk to LaCrosse. You’ll always come back. It’s just a temporary separation. Girl, talk to him, okay?"
Lanjingyi stretched out her hand and wiped away the tears in Lanqing’s eyes. Somehow, she felt that Lanqing had something to hide from herself. She wanted to ask, but she couldn’t stop looking at Lanqing and couldn’t stop the tears. After all, she resisted.
Let mom keep an oasis that belongs to her in her heart.
However, Lan Jingyi went out of the hotel to meet people, but it was not Jiang Junyue but Jane.
I haven’t been to the disturbance bar for a long time, but as soon as I stepped into the bar, I was surrounded by a thick feeling of familiarity. When I swept away my eyes, I didn’t see Jane. I realized that she was twenty minutes early, which was really early.
"Handsome boy, I want to mix wine" reached out and patted the handsome boy’s shoulder in the bar for a long time. It was because of mixing wine that she met Jiang Junyue. It seems that it happened only yesterday. She still remembers that she lamented his nickname "Too Niang", but it turns out that the man is definitely a man.
"If no one drinks it, you have to pay the bill." The handsome and strange bartender glanced at her and said, business is business.
"ok" Lan Jingyi took a cocktail at the bar and drank it up. When mixing wine, it is best to drink a little wine to make the taste of the wine seep into your bones. When you are slightly drunk, you should mix the wine. Only when the wine is mixed can it have artistic conception and taste.
The bartender just handed her the bottle. It’s a little heavy. Hehe, she hasn’t practiced for a long time.
How long has it been since she was as idle as before? She has been so busy recently that she has long forgotten that she once had this hobby.
Through the bottle, the hand is dancing and spinning, and the mellow wine can’t stop being spilled into the bottle by herself and shaken again. She concentrates and seriously dances the bottle in her hand, staring at the beauty when the liquid rotates at a high height. It’s an absolute enjoyment. Looking at it as if you can see a little tilt from there, it’s even more fascinating. It’s so cool.
"Pa" The bottle is beautiful and pale pink, and the liquid is still rippling. Lan Jingyi gasped and leaned against the bar. She picked up the bottle and poured it into a goblet. She turned around and handed it to the bartender. "Try it, I promise it’s delicious."
But the glass handed out was stopped by another person. A white and slender hand took her hand and put it on his lips with her hand, and then slowly drank it.
Lan Jingyi’s sight has been falling, and she has moved because of swallowing wine. The Adam’s apple has met again. I don’t know if this night will be beautiful or cruel. No one can think of it.
God, is she really leaving?
Seeing Jane’s departure from this moment, she suddenly hesitated to think about what she really loved or whether he subconsciously loved Jiang Junyue because he knew it was impossible.
How can she break up with Jane?
How will she talk about Jiang Junyue?
However, everything is so dramatic. She expected that Jane would reach an agreement first and then call the man, but she didn’t think that Jane would drink this glass at the moment. When she mixed the cocktail, Lan Jingyi actually saw the man through his shoulder.
Jiang Junyue, he is here, too.
Is this a coincidence?
Did God help her on purpose?
Help her leave him?
At this moment, she has no time to tell Jane Fei everything first. At this moment, her posture leaning on his shoulder is absolutely ambiguous. Lan Jingyi stood on her toes as if she didn’t see Jane Fei coming from behind. Jiang Junyue seemed as if there was a Jane Fei in her eyes. Her lips pressed against Jane Fei’s ears. "I want to drink your wine for me, too." Did she feel that her ears were hot and red as soon as she finished speaking?
She could not see