The clouds are shallow and the air is thin.

"Baby, I'm back home." Ye Jiaqi touched his stomach, withdrew his gaze, and a gentle smile regained his face.

She was carrying a tote bag.

Just as she stood up, suddenly-

Ye Jiaqi saw the black Maybach again!

A long distance away, the car stopped slowly, the waiter opened the door, and a man in an ink shirt walked down from the back seat.

"Jocenian!"

With a "pa" sound, the bag in Ye Jiaqi's hand fell to the ground!

It is still a position where the angle cannot be seen, but the man’s back is very similar to Qiao Sinian!

But when he raised his hand, the watch in his hand was not the one that Qiao Sinian had always liked.

The man is very young, tall, and his every behavior is gentlemanly.

He bowed his head and said something to the waiter beside him. Soon, the waiter took him into the hotel from the main entrance.

He and her were far away.

This time, Ye Jiaqi ran over without any impulse.

She knew that even if she ran over, she would not be able to catch up with him.

And now, she can't run anymore.

"Joinian, Qiao Sinian..." Ye Jiaqi's eyes were dazed and he murmured his name.

She stared at the location at the entrance of the hotel in a daze. The figure of the man had long disappeared at the door, but his back and movements were still in front of her, just like playing a movie, putting it over and over again.

I saw it the second time.

It seems that the last time I saw it was not an illusion.

The backs of him and Qiao Sinian seemed to be...

It was as if she thought it was him.

However, it could not be his, and he would not want hers.

My mind fell into blank for a moment, thinking nothing or guessing anything, only the figure of that man was still shaking.

She was really crazy. When she saw a man who was almost the same as Qiao Sinian, she thought it was him.

It felt like a ball of water plants wrapped around her heart, making her breathless, and even breathing hurt.

Ye Jiaqi's breathing was a little rapid, and his eyes were still at the entrance of the hotel.

His eyes were on the Maybach until the driver drove away and there was nothing at the entrance of the hotel.

This hotel is one of the iconic hotels in Chicago and is expensive.

Ye Jiaqi stood there in a daze. It was clearly night, but his eyes were prickly and painful.

The wind blew on her body, and occasionally the water from the fountain splashed on her body, and others could not avoid it, but she was standing foolishly, like a sculpture.

The man's back looks so similar to Qiao Sinian.

She was very familiar with Qiao Sinian's back, and he often liked to stand at the window smoking with his back to her.

At that time, the sun shone in through the window, and Ye Jiaqi narrowed his eyes and looked at him quietly, with happiness and enjoyment on his face.

It is precisely because she is so familiar that when that man appears, she will lose her soul.

Like, so similar.

Chicago is big, and she has met him twice.

My heart beat tremblingly. Every time I jumped, it seemed like I was scratching the knife, with a dull pain.

It must not be Josnian.

It must not be him.

In the night wind, Ye Jiaqi's expression was particularly trance and confused.
Chapter completed!