A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

The flight ticket was booked in a hurry. At ten o'clock in the morning, only the outbound trip was made, and there was no return trip.

Moreover, his work at YC was handed over two days ago.

So... He Jichen, after leaving Beijing, went to the United States for a while, as for the return date... Undecided?

Ji Yi, holding a tall wine glass and chatting with people, suddenly heard an unspeakable panic in his heart when he heard someone accidentally mention these things.

She knew that he was going away, but it was only a few days before the wind rushed to her ears, and it was only three or four days before he and her separated that night...

"Miss Ji? Miss Ji?" Someone even called Ji Yi twice.

Ji Yi returned to his mind, and it only came back. The vice president of Huanying just introduced the partner to him. He hadn’t greeted him, because He Jichen was in a trance.

Ji Yi quickly quelled the confusion in his heart, screaming at his own person, squeezing a sorry smile hard, and then handed over the glass: "Hello, Mr. Liang, I was really embarrassed."

"It's okay, I hope to have a chance in the future, and I can cooperate with Miss Ji." Mr. Liang didn't mind, clinking with Ji Yi with a smile.

"Sure, sure." Ji Yi handed the glass to his mouth, drank a little bit of wine, and continued a chat with the gang.

Compared with just now, Ji Yi seems not to be so distracted. From time to time, he will miss everyone's words, and occasionally stare somewhere to start a daze.

Ji Yi knew that her state at this time was really not suitable for continuing to socialize. At the right time, she found an excuse to go to the bathroom and escaped from the killing feast.

Ji Yi did not go to the bathroom and took the elevator directly upstairs.

Going back to the room she opened yesterday, Ji Yi closed the door, and leaned against the door panel, disregarding her image, sitting on the ground.

From the night of Hengdian, after he left her room, she kept forcing herself not to think about him, trying to use all her thoughts elsewhere.

But tonight, I heard a random message about his departure. The strength of her efforts to build up in the past few days was still defeated by an instant defeat.

Sooner or later, he is going to separate, but when the moment of real parting comes, she realizes that she can't stand it at all...

Ji Yi buried her face on her knees, pressing her painfully chest.

After going to the toilet and washing his hands, Ji Yi removed the watch on his wrist and glanced at the time on the dial.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Twelve hours before the flight he left from Beijing...

That is to say, after twelve hours, he and she will not be in the same city, and he and she will live in a different city as if they were not related to each other as they did four years ago... …

Thinking about it, Ji Yi couldn't help but bent over with a pain in his chest, and then faced the wash-pan with a tear.

She stared silently at the place where the tears fell, looked at it for a while, then suddenly reached out, took off her dress, turned on the faucet, turned out the makeup remover, and quickly cleaned it up.

She didn't blow her hair. She wiped the hair with a towel and wiped it half-dry. Then she found a pair of tight leggings and a white T-shirt. She took the wallet and sunglasses and hurried out of the hotel.