After a long flight of more than twenty hours, Elaine was finally standing at the airport in City H.
She looked at the bright, somewhat shaky sun outside and couldn't help but reach out and block it.
Elaine took out her phone and was about to call a cab when she got a tap on her shoulder, she turned her head and there was Aaron standing there, "How was it, meeting again."
"How do you ......"
Elaine was a little surprised, totally unexpected, to meet him at the airport.
Aaron dragged her suitcase outside: "I tell you, this is called fate, our two-year revolutionary friendship, that is not just a joke."
Elaine followed quickly: "I can just take the suitcase by myself, you don't need to worry about me, go home by yourself ......"
Aaron said, "You're welcome, I'll take you to the hotel first."
Aaron's ability to act has always been strong, and straight away, without being told, he shoved Elaine into the car that came to pick him up.
Along the way, he was giving Elaine a tour of the places he passed.
Elaine thought about it, pulled out a poster and asked him, "Do you know where this is."
Aaron looked down: "A dessert fair?"
Elaine nodded gently, "I'm going to go here."
Aaron said, "I know, I'll take you there when the time comes."
With that, he added, "That's not why you came to City H, is it?"
Elaine put the poster back, folded it up and put it in her bag, "Half of it."
Aaron got interested: "Half of what? The other half because of me?"
Elaine didn't bother to pay attention to him: "You wouldn't understand if I told you."
Aaron grunted lightly, "What don't I understand, that boyfriend of yours is also in City H, come to see him?"
"No."
"Any relatives or friends here?"
"Neither."
"That ......"
Elaine, disgusted by his noise, put on her headphones and looked out the window: "You wouldn't understand."
Aaron looked at her sideways, resting his elbows casually and tapping his fingertips against his knees.
When she arrived at the hotel, Aaron sent her to the front desk and asked, "How many days are you staying at City H? Besides the dessert fair, where else do you want to go for fun?
Elaine was silent: "Maybe a month, maybe two or three days."
Aaron: "What time do you jump so much."
Elaine seriously: "You really don't have to care about me, I myself don't know how long I will stay here. Aaron, thank you for these two years, I also really consider you as a friend, when you go to ...... City N, I will definitely treat you well."
Elaine finished, gave him a slight nod, and went to check in.
The dessert fair was just two days away, and Elaine took advantage of the time to get jet-lagged and to get out farther down the street from the hotel.
This place is all new to her.
In the past, she would have rejected and feared this loneliness, but now she feels relaxed and at ease.
That's probably why her dad always wanted to send her to a place where no one knew her and live in peace and quiet.
He laughed and said, "Salem."
Cyrene was just about to withdraw her hand when Aaron shook it again, "Hello, Aaron."
Cyrene gave a slight smile in response.
Before they left, Cyren left his card for Elaine, telling her to call him for any understanding or need in dessert.
On the way back, Aaron was still obsessed with, "That thing he made, did it really have plum fruit wine, and why didn't I taste it?"
Elaine stared at the business card, obviously much happier than before, and she took the time to reply, "What's so strange about that? You can't even taste something wrong with yogurt that's been expired for a week, and a little bit of plum fruit wine, of course you can't feel it."
"I thought it was a pity to throw it away, and the role of yogurt is not lax, expired a week, that does not effect doubled several times."
Elaine: "......"
She didn't want to talk to him anymore.
Almost to the hotel, Elaine said, "I'll go first, thank you for today, bye."
Aaron said, "Okay, call me if you need anything."
Elaine nodded, and she had just taken a few steps when she heard the muffled sound of a stick from behind her.
She turned her head to see Aaron already on the ground with blood spilling out around him.
The scene jogged Elaine's memory and stung her nerves: "Aaron!"
Elaine had just taken out her cell phone to call the police when she felt a sharp pain in the back of her neck, and all that was left before her eyes was darkness.
There was a voice in my ear saying, "She must be Aaron's girlfriend and took it with her."
Soon, she completely passed out.
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