Li Qiao stopped by the side of the road, slid to answer and said hello in Burmese.

At the other end of the phone, there was a very low and hoarse voice, "K, when are you coming?"

Li Qiao knocked on the steering wheel with one hand, squinted at the road ahead, and said in Burmese: "within a week."

"Well, I'll wait for you."

Short dialogue, no extra greetings and warmth, but it is not difficult to hear the invisible tacit understanding between each other.

After closing the line, Li Qiao casually put her mobile phone on the dashboard and sat in the car for a few seconds. Then she drove back to Nanyang Mountain.

....

At about seven o'clock, Maybach stopped on the platform of the residence.

When Li Qiao got out of the car, she saw two people sitting under the parasol not far away.

He Chen and Shang Yu.

Hearing the sound of the car engine, the man looked back and saw Li Qiao. He twisted the cigarette end into the ashtray, got up and walked towards her.

As for he Chen, he touched his forehead, laughed and scolded. He opened his chair and walked in the opposite direction of the lawn.

At the moment, the sky was dark and overcast.

As Shang Yu strides forward, the rain drops fall. A few steps away, the man is near.

Thin lips, then put his arms around her and said nothing.

It didn't rain much, only a few drops fell slowly on the ground and bloomed.

Shang Yu with her lips kiss, voice hoarse, "how suddenly come?"

Li Qiao looked up at the sky and the handsome face of the man.

Last night that kind of restraint and forbearance look no longer exists, although his eyebrows and eyes hide tired, but at least recovered calm normal.

Li Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, took his hand and walked to the residence. She didn't forget Shang Yu's constitution that rain would make her feverish.

On the way, she said, "no, all of a sudden, I went to work in the scientific research institute. It's just close."

The man and her hand in hand to go back, deep eyes inadvertently swept her right wrist exposed outside, suddenly saw a circle of pale blue Le mark, step a meal, eyebrows heavy.

Li Qiao pulled him suspiciously, "what's the matter?"

At this time, Shang Yu held up her hand, thin lips pursed tightly, thumbs wiped the trace, and dark waves floated in the fundus of her eyes, "I made it?"

Li Qiao drew back her lower arm, looked at her seven Quarter Sleeve blazer, and turned her mouth, "no, Tu Anliang made it."

Tu Anliang is about to leave Nanyang

Shang Yu raised his eyelids and looked at Li Qiao's serious expression. His eyes were very quiet.

He stepped forward, sighing silently, holding her in his arms, with an expression of unspeakable chagrin and remorse.

Li Qiao was pressed by him in his arms, feeling the coolness of the raindrops falling from her head. She couldn't help pulling his shirt at his waist and said: "can you go in and hold it again?"

"Well." The man circle her into the bosom, let go of when the deep ground answer.

He Chen didn't know where he had gone. Anyway, since Li Qiao came, he never showed up again.

In the living room, the light is very bright, even dazzling.

Li Qiao narrowed her eyes, turned her eyes and looked at the man beside her. She saw a drop of rain on his forehead. She blinked, wiped it with her fingers and teased, "isn't this rain?"

She didn't ask anything about last night from the beginning to the end, as usual.

The depressing atmosphere also dissipated a lot because of her words.

Shang Yu thin lips slightly Yang, a thin smile overflowed from his throat, he hooked Li Qiao's shoulder and put her in his arms, hand strength son gentle excessive, "he Chen said, you sent Tu Anliang away?"

He didn't have time to ask one more word about his state last night.

Li Qiao back brain pillow his shoulder, light answer a voice, "although a little cruel, but for him, is also a good thing."

Nanyang certainly carries all his past and memories, but the tragic color is too strong.

It's sad to be away from home. She can't bear it, but Tu Anliang is willing to accept it, which is probably the best arrangement.

"Where did you send him?" Shang Yu leaned over, her thin lips pressed against her cheek, but her eyes fell on her wrist again, gently rubbing, and her eyes were filled with obscure heartache.

"Border town."

She gave him control of the whole city plus 300 million start-up funds. Compared with Chengnan, as long as he plays well, he will be the king of Feicheng in the future.

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