My first love with the boss

Fu Xing knew about the news that Chu Xing went abroad. However, he didn't send it. There was nothing to say when they came to this step.

As for giving some shares to Chuxing, it is estimated that Chuxing is not rare.

Fu woke up and looked out of the window. A plane happened to fly by. He didn't know what it was like. He just felt some regret.

Once, I should have been a bit sincere. I looked at the first awakening as my brother. Unfortunately, he personally pierced the scam. Now think about it, it's really strange.

The plane is flying away.

Waking up completely disappeared in people's vision, and the once generation of traffic stars were soon forgotten by people.

Fu Xing learned that Chu Xing went to an art school to continue his study, so he decided to donate some money to the school and did his best, but Chu Xing didn't know.

According to the newly awakened temper, if you know, I'm afraid you won't continue to study there.

Later, Fu Xing did not continue to pay attention to this matter. He was too busy. When he really sat in that high position, he found that many things had been involuntarily. The business empire passed on to him from the beginning was too huge, and it took him a long time to take over.

He wanted to give up the challenge, but it was not easy for such a huge empire to lose. What's more, many people's efforts were in it, and he couldn't be willful at all.

When he remembered that he had not paid attention to Chu Xing for a long time and went to ask, he had no whereabouts of Chu Xing.

I only heard that after waking up from school and leaving there, there was no news again.

Fu wakes up with some regrets. In a trance, he will remember the past years. Gratitude and resentment are not so important, but there are still faint regrets floating in his heart.

A few years later.

On the plane.

Fu Xing had some business to deal with abroad and picked up a magazine to read.

The magazine reported some foreign anecdotes. Several photos were very vivid. Fu woke up and skimmed the words of photographer Mu Ye. He didn't have any special ideas in his heart.

After reading it, I closed the magazine and closed my eyes.

There was some commotion in the back of the plane. It seemed that a celebrity had been recognized by the passengers, causing some small commotion.

He vaguely heard the name of "Muye". He was surprised psychologically. The photographer didn't expect to be so famous.

He smiled in his heart and didn't take it seriously. However, the smile hasn't dissipated, and the whole person seems to be excited like chicken blood.

Muye!

Kimo?

He suddenly remembered that when he woke up, he said his name was Muye.

He immediately reopened the magazine, quickly found the photos, and looked at the pictures carefully. They were all quite remote small villages, similar to the disappeared civilizations and historic sites. If he wanted to cover up his tracks, it would be a good way to go to these isolated places.

There was a palpitation in his heart. He looked at the place where the cabin had gradually calmed down, held the magazine tightly, stood up slowly and walked back.

The flight attendant was surprised and asked him, "what help do you need?"

Fu Xingxing shook his hand.

The more you walk back, the more your heart beats.

He glanced at the faces of people in rows, and finally gradually locked in a person. The person looked out of the window, but he was more mature in his lonely look. Zhang Yang's beautiful peach blossom eyes were also stained with wind and frost.

Fu woke up suddenly and strangely calmed down. He walked to the first wake-up side, whispered a few words with the people around him, and pointed to his first-class seat.

The people around me happily accepted the exchange and gave up their position to Fu Xing.

When I first woke up, I looked back. When I saw Fu Xing, my eyes were obviously stunned, and then I smiled innocently.

"Mu ye?" Fu Xing asked.

When I woke up, I saw the magazine in his hand, reached out and picked it up. I found my work and said with a smile, "it's not bad?"

"Not bad!" Fu Xing recognized.

When I woke up, I put on headphones and had no desire to speak.

Fu Xing was helpless and couldn't tell why he came.

Until they got off the plane, they walked out together.

Fu Xing finally seized the opportunity to ask. "Where are you going?"

"Need to report to you?" I woke up and said.

Fu woke up and choked. "No! Just some concern!"

"Oh! Thank you!"

“……”

Fu Xing looked at the figure of Chu Xing's back gradually disappearing. After all, he didn't have the courage to stop him for the second time.

When I woke up, I took a few steps, stopped and said, "I'm going to be a war photographer. This time, you don't have to donate money."

With that, he floated and walked away with big steps.

Fu Xing's heart is a little sour. It turns out that he knows everything when he first wakes up, but he doesn't say anything.

The past is like the wind, passing through my fingers, leaving nothing, but taking away the love of years.