Chapter 54 Section VI

The small residential area has returned to tranquility, only the yellow tape used by the police shows that an accident has happened in the house. The gold bottle didn't look back. Shen Jinghua asked, "What are your plans?" "I want to rest well." "Where are you going?" "I'll be in touch with you." "Remember, don't forget me." Jin Ping smiled and nodded. Her smile is no longer the joy that unfolded from the bottom of her heart as before. People who have been injured cannot fully recover their original form after all. He drove her to the airport, and her first stop was south to South Beach, Florida.

Where is the final destination, she didn't say, and he didn't ask. Shen returned to his base camp. He suddenly felt that life was more boring than before, the wine was no longer fragrant, the sugar was no longer sweet, and no matter what he ate, he had no taste. He lost a lot of weight, lost his temper all the time, and had to close the club for renovation. A bolder female companion said: "Shen Jinghua is in menopause." One day, the club closed and everyone left.The cleaning lady was cleaning, she played an old tape for self-entertainment, when Shen Jinghua suddenly came back to pick up some things.

He heard the singer singing weepingly: "I don't know why anymore, it's actually not my fault, falling in love and breaking up..." In an instant, the melodious sound hit his heart, he couldn't help it, squatted in a corner, and cried happily while no one was watching. Not long after, a relative introduced a beautiful young lady to her, and after three or two months of dating, he agreed to get married. When dating, he likes to walk three or five steps behind her to see her slender waist. She would turn her head and smile at him sometimes, and he appreciated her reticence, and they had a big wedding.

As expected, Jin Ping did not contact him. But she saw the news in the local Chinese newspaper.I want to send a gift to express my love, but what should I give to a person who has everything? Perhaps, the best gift is to disappear forever and stop harassing him. She spread out the newspaper and studied the little photograph. Someone behind him asked, "Who, whose wedding photo?" Jin Ping turned his head away, smiled and said, "A friend." Standing behind her was Cen Baosheng, and Jin Ping finally returned to his side. Cen Jun's figure has lost a lot, his hair and beard have been shortened, and he looks like a different person. The only thing that remains unchanged is his openness and generosity.

Jin Ping looked at him and smiled: "My luck is really good." "Speaking of luck for no reason, after so much, I don't blame others. I just like you like this." The gold bottle put the newspaper down. "What did Doctor Shi say?" "He also couldn't save some nerve lines on his cheeks. He said that the surgery has been done flawlessly, but the artificiality is different from the original natural workmanship." "What about pain, is electronically controlled analgesic endocrine useful?" "It's much better, you can be a normal person."

She folded the newspaper when she heard someone yelling outside the door. It turned out that a group of children asked her to go out to fly a kite. Jin Ping readily agreed. Cen Baosheng spread out the newspaper again, and saw a piece of news that said: "Shen Jinghua, the overseas Chinese leader, has been admitted to the imperial examination, and the bride is from a famous family. She is the daughter of Zhuo Hui, a famous Chinese medicine doctor... Newspaper published in London. Cen Baosheng probably knew what was going on: Another person couldn't wait and got married. He put down the newspaper with a smile and went to watch the gold bottle fly a kite.

She carried out a big phoenix paper kite, exquisitely handcrafted and colorful.Cooperating with the children, just when the wind came, they flew up into the sky at once, and within a moment, they were already flying into the air. Against the backdrop of the blue sky and white clouds, they soared into the sky, lifelike. Everyone was stunned and clapped their hands. After a while, tired, I handed the reel to the children. They lowered the phoenix slowly and switched to playing with western-style kites.