Leng Kuang left. Other than the plane ticket and passport, Chu Qing only had money.
In the afternoon, Chu Qing sat quietly at the airport. The international airport was warm and full of people of different nationalities and different skin colors. People came and went, but Chu Qing felt that something was missing. It was obviously bustling and noisy, but she felt lonely and desolate.
didn't he say he loved her? Didn't he say that he wouldn't let her leave even if he died? How could he let her leave so easily now? She had even prepared a plane ticket for him.
Chu Qing turned around and scanned her surroundings.
She didn't know why, but she had a feeling that Leng Kuang hadn't left yet. He was standing in a corner, watching her quietly. If she really went to board the plane, he would jump out and grab her. He would tell her that this was just an experiment, to see if she would really leave him.
This thought made Chu Qing laugh. She felt that it was a little stupid.