Three o'clock in the night.

Ji Changmu was woken up by the vibrating sound of his cell phone.

"Hello."

"Ji Changmu... I'm at Qiongzhou Airport, alone."

Ji Changmu woke up from his sleep. He sat up and his black gilt-edged pajamas fell loosely on his body, revealing his slender and wild neck and strong jawline.

"Don't move, I'll pick you up."

"room."

Ji Changmu didn't even change his clothes. He quickly put on a black coat and asked the driver to drive.

"Qiao Muyuan, don't hang up the phone. I'll pick you up."

"Did I wake you up?" Qiao Muyuan heard that his voice was hoarse, "I didn't mean it, but I really wanted to see you at night, so I came to Qiongzhou alone... I even I think, why not elope with you from today..."

As she spoke, her voice became lower and lower.

She was alone in the room, and the sky was filled with stars outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window.

"Ji Changmu... Do you think I'm crazy... I didn't drink, I just wanted to see you..."

Her voice is so soft, so delicate, but also carries infinite sadness and loneliness, just like the cherry blossoms falling into the ocean and disappearing.

"I know."

"You don't know...if you knew where I place you in my heart, you wouldn't have separated from me two years ago, nor would you have turned a blind eye to me after leaving New York last year. You have yours Think about it, you have your concerns and your difficulties, but you have never thought about how much Qiao Muyuan loves you. You have never thought about whether she will be sad after you leave, and you have never thought about whether she will cry. What will it become?"

Qiao Muyuan suddenly cried loudly in this empty room.

She could bear the ups and downs with him, she could accept his nothingness, anything, but she didn't want him to leave without saying a word.

"A Yuan, A Yuan..." He called her name, pressing the seat tightly with one hand, his knuckles turned white, "Don't cry, I'll be there soon."

Qiao Muyuan's petite figure fell on the smooth marble floor, alone, as if he was floating in a boat in the middle of the night with no way back.

She burst into tears, dropped her phone and cried.

She didn't want to cry, but the moment she heard his voice after two hours of flying, her tears couldn't stop anymore.

Two bullets hit the body, how painful it must be.

Does he know what it means to be unable to stand up for the rest of his life?

When Ji Changmu rushed to the VIP room, he saw Qiao Muyuan crying on the table. Her shoulders were shaking and she was sobbing softly.

She was the only one in the empty VIP room.

Ji Changmu helped the wheelchair over and hugged her into his arms: "Ayuan, stop crying, I'm coming."

The little girl's petite shoulders were pressed by him, and he pressed her into his arms with almost all his strength. Her tears wet his pajamas, and her whole little head was pressed on his chest.

She leaned against his heart, as if she wanted to rub herself into his heart. She held his pajamas tightly with her little hands, crying until she was out of breath.

"Why do you cry so much..." Ji Changmu sighed and coaxed, "Are you wronged in the capital?"

"Except for you...who dares to make me suffer..."

Ji Changmu raised his thin lips, feeling a little helpless: "I am in Qiongzhou, how can I wrong you? You can't blame it all on me."

"I said it's you, it's you, what do you rely on!"

"..."
Chapter completed!