In the past few days, he has liquidated all his personal property in the United States. Although he is temporarily homeless, he is not much disappointed.

This day is New Year's Eve.

There was no New Year's Eve atmosphere in New York City, so he went to the store early in the morning to buy some things.

In the afternoon, he sat in a hot pot restaurant and ordered a table of dishes by himself.

He has no friends in the United States and is not familiar with Cheng Yuzhi, so he can only eat and drink alone.

He doesn't like hot pot very much, but it seems that hot pot is more suitable in winter. He looks out the window through the fog, and in the hazy night, it is a hazy haze.

On New Year's Eve, he was eating alone in a foreign country.

Tomorrow is New Year, and he doesn’t know who to say Happy New Year to.

After leaving the hot pot restaurant, he walked aimlessly on the streets of New York, watching the people coming and going and bright electronic screens.

Under the light, his tall and handsome appearance always attracts countless eyes. He doesn't know where to go, and he doesn't want to go back to the hotel.

It was very cold outside in winter. He bought an evening newspaper and sat on the bench in the mall to watch. There were many people coming and going, but none of them looked like he was looking for.

After going around, he was the only one in the same place, and he sat there until the mall closed.

He tried to call the number that he had already known, but unfortunately no one answered.

A silent pain appeared in his heart, like an invisible hand holding his heart, tighter and tighter.

Between helpless and discomfort, he stood up and walked towards a bar.

He said that he stopped drinking, so he ordered a bottle of red wine, sitting alone in the crowd, looking at the men and women on the dance floor.

It’s not that he likes such noisy places, but that listening to music can help him drive away the complicated and confusing emotions.

Sure enough, after sitting for a while, my mind was much more peaceful.

From time to time, women would come to flirt with him, but he was calm and drank only by drinking wine, leaning on the sofa and listening to the noisy sound.

He didn't expect that he would spend his New Year's Eve in this way.

Tomorrow is New Year.

It's really bad to be alone.

At nearly twelve o'clock in the morning, he drank some red wine, took his coat and walked out of the bar.

Outside, there was light snow.

The snowflakes fell one after another, not big, with only a wet mark on the ground.

The snow was probably just falling, sparse and sparse. Against the backdrop of the bar lights, these snowflakes were like flying elves, agile and elegant.

Qiao Sinian stood at the bar door for a long time, but she didn't leave, but kept standing.

He didn't bring an umbrella, and snowflakes floated on his face, wetting his forehead.

Maybe because I drank some wine, my body was very hot, but my stomach felt a little uncomfortable.

He frowned and walked into the light snow.

This year, snow has fallen very frequently in New York.

With his leather shoes on the ground, his cold face was soon wet with snowflakes.

The place where I lived was not far from the bar, and the cold wind blew on him. In front of him, the figure of Ye Jiaqi was full of his mind, like a shadow that could not be removed.

There was the tenderness of her smile, the prettyness of her holding her arm, and the happiness of her snuggling in his arms.

They all look like her.

All are.
Chapter completed!