Chapter 12 (1/2)

Jiang Qiyun thinks that he is probably crazy. Otherwise, in the light of the day, how can you see the man in the dream?

Wearing a long snow-white dress, the woman is smiling and talking with the shop assistant. The beautiful outline is stained with fine light, reflecting on the spotless glass window, adding a bit of hazy and elegant beauty.

He did not dare to blink, for fear of disturbing this moment's dream.

At this time, the green light is on.

The Lincoln car sped past the cake shop.

”Stop! parking! Fuck！ I told you to stop the car The man is irritable and kicks the front passenger's seat, frightens many subordinates very much.

“Boss？ The meeting to be held... ”

The voice of the cry behind became blurred under the pull of the wind. The man jumped over the railing with one hand and ran back as hard as he could. Because he was too hard, there were ferocious veins on his arm.

The traffic was attracted by his actions and looked back one after another.

However -

he is still a little late.

”Oh? You mean the lady? She's gone a long time ago. ”

The shop assistant looked at the handsome man in front of him curiously. He had black hair and black eyes. He had some strange beauty in the mystery of the East. He was an impeccable and proper son-in-law, whether he was dressed or in appearance.

A lot of girls subconsciously show off their own amorous feelings.

The salesgirl's lovely big eyes blinked and her voice was clear and crisp, ”Sir, what's the relationship between you and that lady?”

If she is single, she might as well ask for a number.

It would be better if we met the old love again. She could ”take advantage of the opportunity” and take the man in one fell swoop.

”No comment.”

The man is indifferent, drop a word, turn to leave.

”What, if you don't say it, why are you so fierce?” The shop girl complained.

The midday sun was particularly fierce, and the asphalt road seemed to be baking, which made people dizzy.

Jiang Qiyun ran all over the nearby markets, but no one was like her.

He held his knee and gasped for breath. He found a cool chair and sat down. He did nothing but stare at passers-by.

Later, I was tired and fell asleep.

”Brother, brother! Wake up

Someone pushed his body.

Jiang Qiyun opened her eyes impatiently. A little girl in a pink spotted skirt was looking at him timidly. Seeing him frowning fiercely, she immediately hid behind others and whispered, ”well, there is an uncle watching you all the time.”

What she said, Jiang Qiyun couldn't hear clearly. He just looked up.

The mottled shadow of the trees and the broken sunshine are full of the pure beauty of the dream.

The skirt rippled in the breeze.

The beautiful woman closed her hair around her ears and gave him a gentle smile.

Gradually coincide with the figure in memory.

His lips tremble, tremble, clearly close, clearly reach out to touch the person, he should be crazy to rush up, force kiss her, tell her, I miss you, you don't leave me, OK?

When he fantasized about the scene thousands of times, he couldn't say a word.

He remembered the scene of returning to Jiang's house that day.

Years later, if we meet again.

How can I greet you?

With tears, with silence.