Chapter 77： (1/2)

Zheng Feiyi believes in this paranoidly.

Five minutes later, he submitted a jaw-dropping order on the inn's platform-he booked a room in Qingguo's inn for 365 days and paid in full. Then he drove home and simply packed a few clothes into the boarding box and rushed to the airport.

Before leaving, he took a pair of vegetarian rings in the safe.

That was given to him by Yan Ning.

At the age of eighteen, when Yanning gave him the rings, he said earnestly to him: "If you find a lover, you must cherish him. It has not been long for people to love each other in their lifetime, don't waste it, understand ? "

Zheng Feiyu promised easily.

He watched his parents grow up unfortunately, and hated the distorted AO relationship. A father's counterexample came before, and he thought that it would not be possible to repeat the same mistakes anyway, so he didn't take Yan Ning's instructions to heart. After twelve years, I saw this ring again. When I remembered Yanning's words, he realized that his father had gone astray, and he went back step by step.

At midnight, busy red-eye flights are taking off and landing alternately. Passengers come and go in the waiting room. Some people are in a hurry, others are exhausted, and each is worried.

Zheng Feiyu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, waiting for the passage of the business class to open.

He tried his best to be calm, but the fingers hitting and pulling on the lever exposed his inner anxiety.

is there time?

Will He An be willing to accept his apology?

He has done too much damage. Compared with Dai Xiao, how much can he win?

He was exhausted physically and mentally, and raised his hand to press the swollen eyes.

He An, I woke up and never lost control again for no reason. I want to respond to your likes, want to hold Suzuran in the palm of my hand, and want to take you back to the Yuan University campus and finish your studies. Is there a faint flame left in your heart that will allow me to relight it?

Can't you ... don't become a typeface on Dai Xiao's family register?

At twelve in the morning, an A320 skidded across the runway and flew towards the dark starless clouds. The tri-color wing lights flashed gradually, disappearing in the distant night sky.

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