Crossing Worlds Provocation

But don't talk about WeChat, he doesn't even want his own number.

Lu Xiao said, "No, I have your phone number."

Wen Xian stared at him for a moment.

Lu Xiao also looked at her.

"..."

How could he not know her cell phone number.

He knew all her information.

Wen Xian's heart throbbed again, she faltered and said nothing, just nodded.

"Then, then I'm leaving."

With that, she was carrying the boarding case and turned to leave.

Of course, the next second--

"Wen Xian?"

She turned back quickly, thinking what he was going to do.

But he didn't want to. He looked at her with deep eyes, but simply said:

"Peace."

Wen Xian smiled slightly: "So are you."

After that, turned and left.

Never look back.

This is when that turn around, the smile on the corner of his lips gradually dissipated.

From beginning to end, I didn't wait for a clear word from him until I left.

...

The man at the security checkpoint just watched her go into the security checkpoint, looking at her figure a little, little by little, completely disappeared from his vision.

"..."

At this moment, his phone vibrated suddenly.

A phone call came.

He looked down, and when he saw the caller ID, he was taken aback, and then he got on the phone.

"Hello, Mom."

A gentle woman's voice came over the phone: "Son, time has passed so long, you should come back and take a look."

Lu Xiao was silent.

There was a slight sigh, and he continued: "Mom knows that you are sad to pass that level after that incident, but there is no way to do it. Once it has passed, it will pass. Those who are alive must continue to move forward."

Lu Xiao didn't know what was thinking, his hand holding the phone tightened slightly, and his lips pressed lightly.

"Son, no matter what you say, your father's condition is a little more serious now, and he has come to a hospital in Shanghai to be treated by an American professor.

But you also know that his temper is very stubborn, and you don't want me to tell you, Mom knows you don't want to come back, but, in case someone else one day—"

At this point, there is no need to say more.

Everyone understands the meaning behind.

Lu Xiao was silent for a long time, and finally tried his best to adjust his emotions, and then said lightly: "I know, I will go to Shanghai."

**

On the plane to Pudong, Shanghai.

Wen Xian was wearing sunglasses and sitting in the first class cabin, looking out of the plane.

People are quiet, not knowing what they are thinking.

At this time, the stewardess came and smiled gently at her: "Miss Wen, is your backpack still in use? I'll help you put it on it if you don't need it."

Wen Xian retracted her gaze and landed on her backpack subconsciously. She smiled, "Thank you." He said, he would pass it to her.

Of course, when she was about to hand it to her, she didn't know what sound she felt under the backpack, and she was startled slightly.

Subsequently, she slowly opened the backpack.

When she saw the scene that appeared inside, she was stunned.

In the backpack, the kraft paper wrapped a sunflower with a few green leaves, and a handful of Gesang flowers as a foil.

Fresh and eye-catching.

She knows the meaning of Gesanghua, which means peace in Tibetan.

And the sunflower...

She slowly took out a white card from the sunflower.

It is engraved with a sunflower flower language in small seal style:

[There is no one in the eye, you are everywhere.

When I have you, you are the sun, and I keep my eyes on.

When there is no you, I bow my head and see no one. ]

There was a man who was lonely and proud, taciturn, and could not express anything verbally, so he changed his way to express his heart.

Wen Xian looked at the card: "..."

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