"No!" I resisted. "I won't obey you." My tone was irresistible.

"You..." Dad was furious. "Who can't I be with? With such a dangerous person!" He was really angry. He lit another cigarette, "No! I won't allow you to do this. Tomorrow! Yes! Tomorrow, I will send you to the United States immediately!"

I was surprised. "Dad!" There was a thousand unwillingness in my tone.

"Go to your room now! You are not allowed to step out of your room! Tomorrow I will personally send you to the airport."

"Dad, I don't want to go!"

"Send your daughter back to the room!" He shouted at my mother. I... couldn't resist.

Why is there so many obstacles to being with gangsters, but there is another one?

That night, I couldn't sleep. I turned my phone on and off repeatedly, conflicted, should I call? Tell him, or wait until I'm about to leave before letting him know?

I went downstairs, and my parents were still in the living room. "I'm telling you, it's best not to resist."

"I'm going to find Mei Yang."

"You can ask her to come, you should stay at home." Mom smiled slightly. "We're doing this for your own good." Her tone was very gentle.

Ten minutes later, Mei Yang came to my house as she said. Yu'er and her family went on a trip, and distant water couldn't help a nearby fire.

"Chong fan." Mei Yang saw that I was not happy. "Are you happy today?"

"It's written on your face, and you're still asking."

"Happy?" She seemed to be very persistent in seeking an answer.

"Not happy!" I answered her.

She chuckled, "I just want to say I'm not happy when you're not happy."

The image of Yu'er doubting our relationship flashed in my mind, but I immediately dispelled it. "My dad wants me to go to the United States tomorrow, what should I do? It's tomorrow."

"So?" She played dumb.

"So how can I stay!"

Mei Yang didn't say a word and fell on the bed. "Hey, don't do that!" I shook her. Her cool and handsome appearance is feminine, and this "femininity" can only be discovered by careful observation. Her lazy face is really charming.

I also lay on the bed and sighed.

This matter is really big, because they don't care about what I do. Now that both of them come back to deal with it personally, it's really not that simple. And Dad's tone really means that there is no room for negotiation.

"Mei Yang." I called her, and she didn't say anything. "What should I do?"

"If you say it's because I don't want to leave, I will help you."

"Don't joke, okay?" I pushed her. She closed her eyes and smiled. "Mei Yang~" I whispered "Tell me, how many obstacles are there between him and me?"

"Confidence." Mei Yang said faintly.

————It's dawn, and I haven't slept all night and haven't come up with any solution. The door opened "Baby. It's time to go." Mom came to knock on the door.

"I don't want it."

"No, go quickly." Dad didn't give me any room for debate.

"I won't leave!" I shook my head.

Mei Yang could only stand aside and watch me resist helplessly. She was powerless and couldn't interfere in our family affairs.

"Go! Drag her to the airport!" Dad ordered two bodyguards. They came over and dragged me out of the door. I couldn't resist at all.

"I don't want to leave!..." I cried.

"Uncle, don't force her." Mei Yang couldn't help but interject when she saw me in so much pain.

"We are doing this for her own good. I'm afraid if she stays with that man again, I'm not sure if she will be alive tomorrow." Dad patted Mei Yang "You are her good friend, you also hope that she can live well, right?"

I was successfully pulled into the car.

"I can't take you there in person today. Mom will watch you. You'd better be good." Dad leaned in from the window and said to me.

The car started as he spoke.

I turned my face away from him. "Baby, this is for your own good. Do you understand?" Mom said. I looked at the scenery outside the window, and tears on my face drew a perfect arc.

It took more than an hour to arrive at the airport. I sat on a chair, and my mother was beside me, waiting for our flight.

I stood up, and my mother immediately held me and said, "Don't resist your father."

"Call him." My expression was numb.

"Call him?"

"Yes."

"Break up?"

"No."

My mother smiled, "Then you should stay here obediently." She grabbed my hand and pulled me to sit down.

"Is it not possible to tell him before leaving?!" I yelled.

"Go." My mother's face was gloomy.

I walked to the window of the house. Outside the window, it was clear, but the sunlight in late autumn seemed so dim.

Today is the last day of autumn.

I dialed the last phone number and took a deep breath.

(Hello) I was silent, the goodbye that I couldn't say.

(Chong fan, speak up.) "Mo..."

(What's wrong? Are you crying?) I was so sad when I heard his voice. I couldn't stop crying. I covered my mouth, not wanting him to hear.

(Chong fan...) "..." I just wanted to speak, but I couldn't speak because of sobbing. I covered my mouth, trying to hide my voice.

(Speak up, what's wrong with you?) I adjusted my mood and tried to lower my voice to make it sound normal. "It's okay." After saying that, I hung up the phone. I smashed the phone.

I squatted on the ground and cried.

Why, this road, is so difficult... We just agreed to be together, but we have to separate. I said I would never let go no matter what, but now I have to leave again...

I am such a liar!

Finally, I really left.

With the whistle of the plane...

————Two weeks.

Two weeks in the United States.

Everything in life has changed.

Because, apart from receiving tutoring from the teacher at "home" every day, I stayed alone in front of the dark floor-to-ceiling window in the evening, without saying a word.

Sigh.

"Ring~" The phone rang, I leaned against the wall, sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, motionless, and I had no reaction to the ringing. The phone automatically went to the message box.

(Chongmi, are you okay? My Yuer, call me when you hear the message.) I still didn't respond.

(Chongmi, are you happy today? Call me back when you hear the message. Meiyang) Every day I hear different people leave different messages, dozens of messages a day, but for two weeks, no matter how many messages there are... there is no Mo...

He must hate me to death...

I closed my eyes deeply, Mo, you must be disappointed in me... Yes, forget me. Forget that I am a liar, who lied to you seriously.

Although I comforted myself again and again, my heart was still empty. Except for a feeling that strongly reminded me that I was still alive. That is - pain.

It's a beautiful winter, snow is falling outside, and there are piles of white snow on the roof, so cold. Will you also want me to sleep like me in the daytime when I am listless and sleepy?

In the yard, except for the road, there is snow everywhere. I occasionally stand up and breathe in front of the window. The fog is on the window, and I write "I'm sorry" on it with my index finger.

Another week passed.

(Chongmi, I will go there to see you the day after tomorrow. Meiyang.) Sure enough, Meiyang came to my "home" at 12:00 noon the next day. I smiled bitterly. There are 2 female bodyguards watching me. Don't let me go back. Meiyang pinched my face "Are you happy today?"

I didn't answer, and turned to the window.

Meiyang smiled happily, "Chongmi, go pack your things and go back with me."

I turned around suddenly and looked at her. I wanted to know if she was lying to me.

"Hurry up."

I waited for her detailed explanation.

"It took me three weeks to finally convince your dad to let you be with him." Oh my God! I couldn't believe it, is this true? I was stunned. "Is it true?"

Mei Yang came over and pinched my face hard.

"It hurts." I moved her hand away.

"It hurts, if it hurts, then you are not dreaming, I never lied to you."

For the first time since I came here, I smiled happily.

————We went back smoothly.

However, I originally thought that everything would be fine after returning, but I was wrong... Because sadness is no longer sad with the return of the body, but suddenly I realized that I was too naive.

A charming woman with short hair, red lips, and leopard print skirt. She was walking past me on the street with Mo. I rushed over, pulled the woman, and slapped her in the face with a loud slap. They were all surprised. Mo's surprised expression returned to his original expressionless face. He hugged the woman and walked past me, brushing shoulders.

"Mo!" I shouted.

He paused for a moment, but continued to walk away. I ran forward. I grabbed his hand. "Mo..."

"Dead woman! Go away! He is already mine!" the woman said.

"Pah!" A slap hit her face, "Don't talk to my ex-girlfriend like that."

Ex? ! ... What a cruel word... I couldn't stand steadily, and took a step back slightly, panting, almost... I was about to collapse...

He ignored my tears. No, he wiped them away like alms, "It's not a pearl anymore." His tone was cold, and he left only his back coldly after saying it.

"Mo!" I shouted.

He didn't stop.

"Mo!" I chased after the receding back. I stood in front of him. "Are you treating your savior like this?" I had to say this. He let go of the woman, took out a pistol from his clothes, bent down, parallel to me, and grabbed my right hand to replace the hand pointing at his brow.

"Shoot. I'll give you my life."

The gun I was holding was shaking. Would you rather die than be with me? Do I make him hate me so much that he wants to leave me? !

I lowered my hands and smiled bitterly.

"I don't want you to give me your life... give me your heart..."