"Mm. Back then, my father he..."
As he spoke, the smile on Xiao Cheng's face gradually faded, replaced by sadness and grief.
Perhaps due to the decline of the Xiao family, thinking of those matters naturally brought Xiao Mei Yan, his sister, to Xiao Cheng's mind.
Meng Jing Wei, with her keen perception, noticed his mood and immediately changed the subject, "By the way, when are you planning to leave? Have you packed your things? I happen to have some time, I can see you off."
"Traveling light, nothing much to pack, and you don't need to see me off." He refused Meng Jing Wei's offer.
The reason was simple.
Fear of parting.
After a brief chat, Xiao Cheng got up to leave, and Meng Jing Wei walked him to the hotel entrance.
Standing by his car, Meng Jing Wei looked deeply at Xiao Cheng, who was buckling his seatbelt inside, and waved goodbye, "Take care. We... may meet again if fate allows."
Xiao Cheng turned his head to look at her outside the car window. His eyes, as dark as ink, held a thick, unresolvable reluctance.
He raised an eyebrow, "Promise me, you must be safe and sound for a lifetime."
His tone was plain, but for some reason, Meng Jing Wei vaguely felt his voice was hoarse, and the flickering in his eyes was an effort to suppress some emotion.
She nodded heavily, "Mm, we both must be safe and healthy for a lifetime."
These four words, seemingly simple, were the most difficult to achieve.
"Xiao Wei Wei?"
Xiao Cheng called out.
Meng Jing Wei: "Mm?"
Xiao Cheng: "Nothing, I just wanted to say your name."
He replied with a smile, then rolled up the car window, withdrew his gaze reluctantly, and drove away.
With years of driving experience, his skills were adept. With a smooth turn onto the road, he merged into the traffic.
He left in a hurry, fearing that if he lingered any longer, Meng Jing Wei might notice his reddened eyes.
In the past, Xiao Cheng, like Tang Si in Lan Cheng, was seen by outsiders as a debonair young master.
Little did they know that those who appear flamboyant are often the most steadfast in their affections.
From the moment he fell in love with her, his love became obsessive, yet it also remained unchangingly devoted.
Fortunately, he had witnessed her find her true love with his own eyes; otherwise, why would Xiao Cheng choose to leave?
A lifetime, circling around, it seemed to always end back at the beginning.
He remained single.
Meng Jing Wei stood there, watching his car disappear from view, and sighed wistfully, her heart filled with emotion.
Recalling various moments, Xiao Cheng was an inseparable part of her memories, and she had known him for far longer than Qing Mu Ye.
Even though he had once been a frivolous youth frequenting romantic encounters, he had also provided her with countless forms of assistance. She was grateful and kept it in her heart.
Within a short span of half a year, she had personally witnessed the deaths of Li Yun Er and the old man. With few close friends and family to begin with, and now Xiao Cheng choosing to leave the country, she suddenly felt a void in her heart.
"Whoosh~"
Meng Jing Wei let out a long sigh, lamenting, "It's good that he's gone, good indeed."
He never loved Antina, yet married her because of her. Now that Xiao Cheng was leaving, it was a release for him. And for Meng Jing Wei, wasn't it the same?
She could only hope that his departure would mark the beginning of a new life, where he could live a stable and peaceful existence.
Meng Jing Wei stood there for a long time, eventually yawning from tiredness, and turned to go upstairs to rest.
The boat arranged to take them to the Hidden Clan departed from the port after midnight. Her task now was to rest well with Shen Lian Nuo and conserve their energy.
The two slept until they woke naturally.
It was already six in the evening in Country C when they got up.
They packed their luggage simply, went downstairs to have a simple dinner at the hotel restaurant, then checked out and left the hotel.
The person picking them up was Daisy Tina, and they got into her car to leave.
But just as the car pulled away, the window of another car parked by the roadside slowly rolled down, revealing Song Jun's face filled with confusion. He immediately took out his phone and made a call to Qing Mu Ye.