1722: C1722 Other Things a Confrontation Between Life and Death

C1722 Other Things a Confrontation Between Life and Death

Yuwen Qingge turned to look.

"Mengyu?"

"Qingge, it's really you."

Liu Mengyu hurriedly ran over to her.

"What a coincidence."

Yuwen Qingge smiled at her.

Liu Mengyu quickly picked up on the inkling and felt that her mood today was very low, just like the day she was in the library.

"Qingge, what happened to you?"

"I fell yesterday..."

Yuwen Qingge knew that Liu Mengyu wasn't asking about the injuries on her face, but the unspeakable wound in her heart.

"A fall? Is it serious? "

Liu Mengyu said nervously when she heard this.

"A little."

Yuwen Qingge pursed her lips and smiled.

Seeing this, Liu Mengyu did not pursue the matter.

"Come, let me help you up."

"Alright. "Thank you."

"Why are you being so courteous to me?"

Compared to that day, Liu Mengyu was in much better spirits today. Presumably, he had walked out from the shadow of his heartbreak.

The world was unpredictable, and now it was Yuwen Qinggeli's turn to experience this heart-wrenching pain.

The two of them entered the reading room on the second floor of the library and sat down at a desk.

The reading room at the right temperature was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The two of them pursed their lips and looked at each other for a moment, then went back to their own business.

Yuwen Qingge took out the books and notebooks she wanted to study from her backpack. Today, due to an unexplainable absent-mindedness, he did not perfectly answer Professor Steven's question. He didn't even listen to the lecture seriously afterwards.

Professor Steven had always been tough and his teaching time was precious. If he didn't listen carefully in class, then he could only study by himself.

Yuwen Qingge opened her textbook and adjusted her breathing before pinching herself twice.

The pain in his muscles and bones temporarily concealed the pain in his heart, but it was not a very long time.

When her mind started to get a little out of focus again, she increased her strength to pinch herself.

After a while, his legs were covered in bruises.

… ….

Pear City.0

Qian Jingchuan's flight stably stopped at the international airport. Since it was a night flight, there were fewer passengers at the airport than there were during the day.

He didn't go through the VIP passage, instead, he got a taxi and went straight to Jinghai Restaurant.

At the same time, at the VIP entrance, the two servants of Qian Family were looking forward to it. From time to time, they would raise their hands to look at the time.

"Ah Ming, the young master's flight has arrived. Why is he still not coming out?"

"Just wait a little longer."

"It has already been half an hour, the young master should be out by now. Do you think he didn't take this? "

"How could that be? Mr. Mo repeatedly reminded me to confirm that it was this class."

"Then?"

"Wait a little longer."

"Hmm …"

The two of them waited for another half an hour, but there was still no sign of Qian Jingchuan.

"Ming, why don't you call Mr. Mo? It's been so long, should Young Master come out now? "

"The flight can't be wrong. Could it be that young master took a different route? "

"It's possible."

"This is bad. You can stay here and wait. I'll go to the other exit to take a look. "

"Why don't we go find it together? I think young master probably won't come out of here. "

"No, you stay. If he did it on purpose, he would miss it again. "

"Alright then …"

The servant who had called him 'Ming' ran towards the other exit. The servants who stayed behind to wait were also worried.

Qian Jingchuan sat in the taxi and pinched the side of his nose. His thin and moderate lips were suffused with a slight chill.

Outside the window, the dazzling neon light fell on his face from time to time. He was slightly tired from the long flight, but his heart was filled with worry, which made him even more tired.

He had been away for many years.

When he returned, it was actually a bit strange.

This city carried the memories of a happy and sorrowful life, as well as the beautiful memories of his childhood.

However...

"Sir, that's all the car can do."

As Qian Jingchuan was lost in thought, the taxi driver stepped on the brakes and turned around.

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