He Jingyao lowered his eyes to look at her, his thin lips uttering two words: "Wait for me."
Zhixi nodded with tears in her eyes.
The car door finally closed, and Lao Qin, who had been waiting in the driver's seat for a long time, quickly started the car.
Zhixi soon couldn't even see a corner of his coat.
She took a deep breath, fought back tears, and closed her eyes.
She kept recalling every word he had said to her in her mind.
He had tried hard for the chance to see her, besides comforting her and telling her not to worry, perhaps he was also trying to tell her something?
However, Zhixi thought for a long time but found nothing.
She had to firmly remember his words for now, planning to think about them slowly after returning.
…
He Jingyao silently watched the car slowly disappear from his sight.
Two men in black silently appeared beside him: "Mr. He, it's time."
He Jingyao withdrew his gaze, his voice indifferent: "Let's go."
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