At this moment, I looked up and locked eyes with the lady who was about to leave.
She looked at me, and I looked at her.
That face, so beautiful and strong, beaming with high spirits, I had seen it before, I remembered her confident smile as she looked at Jiayang, and now I'm truly confused. Was Jiayang waiting for her? What about me?
The lady smiled at me: "Chinese? Hello."
Of course, she didn't recognize me, I said hello and she left with the server who was leading the way. She went to meet the Jiayang who was waiting for her.
My backpack fell to the ground.
In the hotel lobby, wealthy people from all corners of the world streamed continuously, servers with spring in their steps greeted and bid farewell to guests, and there I was, all by myself.
To me, this place was a cold, empty city.
Cheng Jiayang
I finished the meeting and stayed at the hotel waiting for Qiao Fei.
