The black-bellied president forced his wife to marry

Chapter 354: I Can’t Pass Homecoming (1)
As time goes by, I stand before you, and you will see my scars, and know that I was hurt and I was healed.

-Tagore
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At 8:[-] p.m., at the terminal of City B Airport.

The international arrival hall on the first floor is brightly lit, as bright as day, there are travelers hurrying home; The whole family mobilized out to pick up their children and the old people who returned to the country hugged each other excitedly and cried.

Concubine Ye didn't tell anyone that she was back. Her parents and family were all in the military area of ​​Province S. Although there were many friends in City B, there was no need to make a fuss. It was late at night and it was winter, so I felt sorry for bothering others.

Just getting off the plane, she felt that City B was colder than Boston. She buttoned her coat up to her neck, put on plush gloves, then glanced at the blue light box sign, lowered her head and dragged her suitcase towards the airport. Go in the direction of the rail.

The flight she was on was delayed, and she was catching up with other nearby flights. In addition to the many people who picked up the plane, she didn't expect that the lobby was crowded with people. Fortunately, she didn't have much luggage, so she kept her head down and went forward. That's it.

The mother and daughter in front hadn’t seen each other for a long time. The mother touched her daughter’s cheek with a choked voice, “Come on, let mom see. She’s thinner than in the last video. The food abroad is not as nutritious as ours. Go out, stay in the house, mom will support you..."

Concubine Ye was embarrassed to interrupt others to express their thoughts, and stood there waiting for the mother and daughter to finish talking and clear the way.

With nothing to do, she inspected the lively hall with a slight smile. She didn't feel anything at first, but compared with these friends who had been picked up by the plane, and looked at herself alone, she suddenly felt a little desolate.

Just lost for a few seconds, suddenly, someone patted her left shoulder. She thought it was an excuse, and she moved slightly to the right.Unexpectedly, the other party took another shot. She wrinkled her nose and turned around, but there was no one behind her.

"Silly girl, here it is." The man smiled heartily and came out from behind her right.

"Ruiqing!" Concubine Ye jumped up with a smile, and gave him a big hug, eyes full of disbelief, "How do you know I'm coming back today?" She remembered that she only said that it was this week, not the specific day She picked it randomly on a whim.

Xie Ruiqing smiled, rubbed the top of her hair, and said, "What's so hard to get a caring person? Can't I check?"

Concubine Ye suddenly had a sore nose, and deliberately changed the subject, thinking of his teasing just now, and shouted: "You are still young, childish! You are still playing this kind of game at a age." She was referring to patting one shoulder, and then from The other side popped up. She used to tease others like this, and the other party always fell for it, and tried repeatedly.

The memory suddenly returned to the past, to...the years when she was obsessed with someone.She is always enthusiastic about doing things for 3 minutes, but she did not expect that the only one obsession, but...

The hall is still noisy, but the memories are so quiet, full of silent scenes, or quarreling, or tears, or fists and feet, he pinched her neck and cursed loudly, after all, everything turned into despair, desperate escape.

It seemed that she could vaguely hear the man's mocking laughter, and his icy words smashed her heart riddled with holes. At that time, she was in so much pain that she wished she could end herself.It turned out that she had loved and hurt so much before, her heart was twisted together like a bed sheet, and the pain was so numb.

As time goes by, I stand before you, and you will see my scars, and know that I was hurt and I was healed.

Over the years, that handsome face that has fascinated the woman has gradually blurred under her deliberate forgetting.Forgotten, what a beautiful thing.

(End of this chapter)