A shallow dimples appeared on her lips and gently approached his arms, "Okay, everything I have is your exclusive, and no one can take it, including myself."
There was a deep light and shadow in his eyes. His slender hands carried her whole arms, and his face was pressed against her hair, but he didn't say anything.
He didn't want to say anything, because they no longer needed to express it in any language.
He just wanted to quietly enjoy the silence of silence, the last moment of silence.
Perhaps after this time, his hands that had been around for 10 years could no longer surround her slender body.
He just wants to end the wish that may not be realized in this last moment.
He hugged her like this, everything was silent.
Passengers from the airport came and played, and passed by in a hurry.
I don’t know how long it took, but Wang Aoshuang moved gently, “Ang, it’s already the last time, I have to enter the boarding gate.”
He immediately came to his senses, reluctantly stretched out his arms slowly, and a layer of phantom floated quietly in his eyes.
He deliberately raised a delicate and gentle smile, "Okay, then you go in. But when you walk in a while, you can't look back at me, do you know?"
"Why?"
"Because it is the most painful to watch your lover leave with your own eyes, I hope that the pain of separation will only be borne by me."
In fact, he was just afraid that when she turned around, she would find the emotions in his eyes.
She bent her lips, "Okay, I won't look back."
She gently rolled her shoulders, kissed her on the side of his heroic face, and whispered: "Then I'll go in."
"Yeah." He nodded, and there seemed to be no waves on his face, but the severe pain in his heart surged out like sea water.
"Goodbye." She gently held his palm, and a faint smile like clear water flowed across her face.
She turned around reluctantly and pulled her hand out of his palm.
The slender fingertips slowly pulled away from the texture on his palm, but he felt as if he had taken away his life, and there was a vacuity in an instant.
Her hands were pulled away from his hands bit by bit, and his life seemed to disappear one by one.
Finally, only the breath of her fingertips was left in his palm.
His clear eyes suddenly shrank, and a layer of sadness spanned thousands of years rose in his eyes.
He suddenly pulled her back, hugged her tightly in his arms, and then lowered his head and kissed her lips deeply.
She was stunned for a moment, wondering why Ling Ang made such a move at the crowded airport.
Although this is common in the West, they are Easterners and still hide the implicitness of Easterners in their bones.
Ling Ang's kiss was very touching and lingering, just like she usually kissed her, endless and full of excitement.
But it feels a different feeling than usual, as if it is a heavier spanning thousands of years, and as if it is a mottled sorrow.
It was not until she felt a suffocating that Ling Ang let her go.
He restrained the sadness that was drowned in his heart as if the plains were drowned in his heart, and finally slowly burst into a decisive smile for her, so handsome that he felt like he was broken.
His voice was as light as the breeze and as light as smoke, "Goodbye, I will miss you."
"Okay." She smiled softly and turned around and left.
This turn is so long, so long... so long that it may be a lifetime.