After a moment of silence, Johnson nodded, too scared to look at her face, he lowered his gaze and said, "I understand, Qibao. I wish you happiness."
"Thank you." Gu Qibao gave a slight smile, "You will be happy too."
At this point, Johnson had nothing more to say, and Gu Qibao walked up to the airplane without any lingering attachment or any extra words.
Johnson stood by the plane for quite some time before he left quietly with a gloomy look.
Di Mingjue took a taxi back to the hotel, walked to the beach, and got on the plane.
The first thing he did was to take Gu Qibao into his arms and whisper, "Let's go."
"What's wrong?" Gu Qibao asked, feeling his somewhat low spirits from his embrace.
He seldom showed such low spirits.
"Nothing." Di Mingjue looked up, answered simply, and then kissed her.
Ever since he left the hotel, he had been missing her.
After a long, long time, he reluctantly let go, gazing at her fervently, "Baby, I miss you so much."
