The road to death of the thesis case

"I'm leaving, you're fine~" The copywriter twisted and walked out the door with a vegetable basket.

Lu Mo was silent, and he showed a disgusted expression.

The copywriter curled his lips into a smile.

"Hey, boy!" A tall man trotted over.

"It's you, thank you last time." The copywriter looked at the man with gratitude.

"You have to thank me well, but I was beaten up by your man?" The man showed his wounds in a desperate manner.

"It's been so long... Wait, my man..." The copywriter revealed a girlish shyness, her face was like a peach blossom.

"It's been so long, you can't stop calling me by my name, can you? I won't call you, hey, hello." The man casually leaned against the wall.

"Then what's your name? Copywriter." The copywriter opened his eyes wide.

"A copywriter? I don't have a copywriter. My name is Mo Xing." The man smiled as if he thought he was a man.

"My name is copywriter!!!" The copywriter emphasized the name.

"What a strange name, nicetomeetyou!" Mo Xing showed his big white teeth, which was very eye-catching.

"Well, I'm leaving first, I want to buy groceries." Mo Xing left behind the messy wind.

"What a strange person." Mo Xing smiled, looking at the copywriting going away.

The copywriter hummed a song, the phone rang

"Hello?" the copywriter asked briskly.

"Copywriter, I'm leaving." The gentle voice said unfeeling words.

"Where are you going? Are you coming back?" The copywriter casually looked at his nails, the basket was full.

"I'm not coming back, I'm going to Japan." Chuchen smiled softly.

"I'll send you off..." the copywriter said.

"No, I'm leaving. Copywriter, I'm sorry...I didn't say goodbye to you before, this is what I owe you, it's been two years, goodbye. Copywriter, after you, there is no rest of life." Gentle voice, with crying.

The phone hung up, the copywriter was stunned, and tears came down.

Hey, Chuchen, look, I will cry for you too...

"How did it take so long?" Lu Mo asked coldly, without concern.

"It's nothing, you can solve it yourself today." The copywriter wiped away tears indiscriminately, and smiled reluctantly.

Lu Mo was silent.

The copywriter closed the door and slid down tiredly, empty.

In the early morning, I haven't finished what I want to say, and I haven't finished what I want to do, so you just left?Who can be as gentle as you?Who could be as cute as you?Spoil me without a bottom line?You've already gone once, do you still want to leave me?

The copywriter stood up and rushed out the door, "Lu Mo! Help me find out which airport has Japanese planes at the current time!"

"Jinchang!" Lu Mo searched quickly.

"Thank you, I love you!" Only the distant voice remained.

"Master! Jinchang Airport! Hurry up!" The copywriter opened the door of the taxi and said before it was closed.

"Chasing lovers? Master, I have the dream of a race car driver! Although I haven't realized it, I have practiced my driving skills!" The driver quickly shifted gears and rushed out of the garage in one go.

Lu Mo also called a car to follow, why did the copywriter go to the airport?

"Dididi... I'm so sorry, there's a traffic jam. It will take half an hour at the earliest..." the master said apologetically.

"It's okay, thank you master!" The copywriter paid the money, checked the general direction, and ran to the airport.

"The plane will take off in half an hour." Sitting on the suitcase in the early morning, looking at the door, there was no hope left in his heart.

Yeah, what am I expecting, he doesn't even know which airport I'm in...

The copywriter was running, surrounded by cars, making noise, but the copywriter turned a deaf ear.

Chuchen, I'm not that boy who didn't know you left, Chuchen you wait for me...you know?I grew up!I have someone I like, and I can protect you...

"Chuchen!" The copywriter arrived in the last 5 minutes. Chuchen took the luggage and looked at him with a dazzling smile.

"Chuchen! Let me be naive again, okay?!" The copywriter smiled, tears streaming down her face.

"Okay!" Chuchen rushed over to the copywriter.

There was warm applause all around.

"I won't let you go," Chuchen said in her heart.

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