[ABO] is falling into the arms

Cheng Qin had known about the branch company for a long time. He himself was a member of the board of directors, so he was the first to know about the internal news.

He has long made the decision to leave. Although he is not a good person, most of the kindness and tenderness in this life have been given to Yan Jinxiao. He is of great significance in his life.

Therefore, he can't let Yan Jinxiao continue to love himself and continue to make mistakes.

Mr. Yan was not surprised when he received his transfer application.

"I hope you will personally tell Yan Jinxiao about this matter."

Cheng Qin said coldly: "I have my own sense of propriety, I don't need the chairman to teach me how to do things."

Mr. Yan signed it.

Cheng Qin took the document: "After I'm gone, please take care of him."

"Don't worry, after you leave, he shouldn't faint and get hurt again."

Cheng Qin's expression was strange: "...What do you mean?"

Mr. Yan smiled meaningfully and said nothing more.

Cheng Qin didn't listen to Mr. Yan's suggestion, he didn't tell Yan Jinxiao about it personally.

After leaving the office, Yan Jinxiao received a message on his cell phone: Cheng Qin took the initiative to apply for a place in the branch office.

Yan was doing immunization training tonight, and when he saw the news, it was already eleven o'clock at night.

The driver of Yan's family came to pick him up at Gear's headquarters, but Cheng Qin didn't come. Yan Jinxiao's heart suddenly felt cut by glass, and he had a premonition: Uncle Cheng is really going to leave him this time.

That night, Yan Jinxiao went directly to Uncle Cheng.

The whole villa stood in pitch darkness in the night, and Yan Jinxiao found that he couldn't even get in the gate.

Yan Jinxiao was stunned for a while before he understood: Uncle Cheng changed the password and deleted his fingerprints.

Of course, the blocked door couldn't stop him, but he just stood there for a while and then went back.

He knew that Uncle Cheng didn't want to see him now.

With the lights off in the living room, Cheng Qin was lying on the sofa with reddish eyes open, watching the back of Yan Jinxiao leaving through the surveillance camera.

He couldn't see him, once he saw Yan Jinxiao's eyes, his heart would soften, he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself.

In order to avoid Yan Jinxiao, Cheng Qin even took a week off and hid in the villa, refusing to go out.

He has to be ruthless, Yan Jinxiao is the only one, he should not be the one who should meet in the whole life, he doesn't want to be the wrong choice in his life.

"Why did Uncle Cheng not see me? Are you afraid that I will influence your decision?" Yan Jinxiao asked him at the door.

Cheng Qin hid in the yard, brushing the tea tray on the open-air coffee table vigorously with the toothbrush in his hand, and several curled toothbrushes fell beside him.

"Uncle Cheng, I won't stop you from leaving, but at least let me say goodbye to you."

"It's because I'm young and energetic that I can't hide my love for you. It's because I'm distracted that Uncle Cheng can't wait to stay away from me..."

Cheng Qin lowered his head and remained indifferent.

Yan stood outside the door in despair tonight, as if there was a shadow in the sky between them: "I know what Uncle Cheng is thinking, but I will wait, I will wait for you, even if Uncle Cheng gets married, I will Wait, as long as I don't die, I will do what I say."

Cheng Qin became more and more irritable, and threw the toothbrush out, hitting the side of the flower pot.

On the day before going out, the sunshine in May was already very warm. When the plane trees bloomed all over the streets of France, the pink petals surrounded the ribbons of Paris.

Cheng Qin was sitting in the car, and the car was driving under the tree. A gust of east wind toppled the flower basket in the hands of God. Before the petals had time to bid farewell to the branches, they were blown into the sky by the wind. Red dust one after another.

"Uncle Cheng!" Suddenly, a clear and trembling call was heard amidst the sound of the wind.

Cheng Qin leaned on the car window and saw Yan Jinxiao running towards him amidst the mottled sky.

The wind blew up the hem of the boy's clothes, disturbing Cheng Qin's sight.

He ran very fast, and the petals whistling by the strong wind hurriedly chased his footsteps.

"Boss, do you want to stop?" the driver asked him.

Cheng Qin closed his eyes and didn't answer, the wheels were still turning fast.

"Uncle Cheng!" Yan Jinxiao didn't slow down, he even caught up with him against the wind at one point.

Cheng Qin suddenly felt at a loss: "Hurry up!"

The car speeded up, and he saw Yan Jinxiao's startled eyes from the rearview mirror.

He finally stopped under a sycamore tree, and the stopped steps caused a circle of ripples on the petals on the ground, and a butterfly flew away.

The wind continued to blow, and Cheng Qin sat in the car, watching the boy's figure in the rearview mirror becoming more and more blurred until he finally disappeared into a sea of ​​sycamore flowers.

A lone flower petal was blown into the car and landed on his chest. In the damp and muddy heart, there was a sudden pain.

"I'm sorry, I can't forget..."