Chapter 1198

Ding Yiyi some worry want to grab ye chuyun's hand, just touched his fingertip was he hide away, he toward her gentle smile, low voice way: "don't worry."

Ding Dacheng hummed coldly at the door, "don't you catch up."

Ding Yirong said: "it's not good for me to see the boy curling up in front of him if he doesn't see her fingers."

"Aunt, if I miss him, I may never find a man as good as him again." Ding Yiyi looks at the door light way.

In the teahouse outside the alley, ye chuyun is sitting upright, in sharp contrast to his neighbor who is sitting with his clothes open. The owner of the teahouse brings up the teapot and jokes, "brother Ding, son-in-law?"

"It's something you can't do with eight strokes." Ding Dacheng said coldly, looking at ye chuyun, "I don't understand the game of you rich people, but if you dare to play with my daughter, I will find you even if I fight my life."

Ye chuyun took out a document and handed it to him, "this is all my assets. After I get engaged, I am willing to add her name to all these. I really mean it."

Ding Dacheng was stunned by the thick list of assets. He was afraid that if Ding Yiyi was really wronged after he married, if he had these things to protect him, at least his daughter would have enough confidence.

He put the papers aside, tone also eased a little, "smoke, drink, do not drink, usually like to do what?"

"I've given up smoking. I don't drink. I usually like reading and playing piano." Ye chuyun's answer is straightforward.

Ding Yiyi anxiously walks up and down in the living room. As soon as she hears the sound of the door opening, she immediately goes out. Ding Dacheng walks in the front with a serious expression, which makes her heart sink, "Dad."

"I'm starving. Wash your hands and get ready to eat!" Ding Dacheng glanced at her and went to the side hall. Ding Yiyi was stunned and looked into the smiling eyes of upper leaf chuyun.

As he passed her, he raised his hand and pinched the back of her hand. What did Ding Dacheng want to say? Ding Meirong pushed her back and said in a low voice: "look, you scared the child."

After lunch, Ding Dacheng and Ding Meirong go to take a nap. Ye chuyun sits on the master's chair in the yard. Many green plants are planted around the yard. Ding Yiyi sits on the small bench beside him and asks him with a smile, "do you want to see my mother?"

The snow on the mountain is swept down on both sides of the steps. The birds living in the trees are startled by the sound of footsteps. A swarm of bees fly to the other side of the mountain forest. Ding Yiyi takes ye chuyun's hand and walks slowly on the steps. On the top of the mountain, two tombstones stand alone. One of them is empty.

Ding Yiyi and ye chuyun bow to the tombstone, her voice with some hoarse, "Mom, I came to see you, with the man I'm about to get engaged, he's very good."

Ye chuyun clenched Ding Yiyi's hand, looked at the woman who was similar to Ding Yiyi, and made a solemn promise, "I will take care of her."

The wind at the top of the mountain made their clothes rattle. Ding Yiyi turned his head and wiped his tears. "The wind is too strong. The sand is in his eyes."

Ye chuyun didn't tear her down. He just turned aside to block most of the wind for her. He said, "why is there another empty tombstone here?"

Ding Yiyi wiped away his tears and said, "that's what my father made for himself. He said it was to make my mother wait for him at ease."

Gale let her words intermittent, but he read a sentence after a simple commitment, a hundred years later, looking at the side of the Keren son, he suddenly some worry, how long can he accompany her?

At night, Ding Yiyi was lying at the head of the bed listening to the radio. In the radio, Zhang Guorong's voice was faint. She drank softly, "looking up at the stars, the sky is quiet. I walk alone. The rain stops gradually. I smile and ask who cares."

When the door slammed, she turned off the radio, "Dad."

Ding Dacheng came in and sat by the bed. "Dad wants to talk to you."

"Dad." Ding Yiyi put his head on his shoulder. Ding Dacheng sighed, "we haven't talked like this for many years. I always thought there was still time, but I didn't expect that you would get married in a twinkling of an eye."

Ding Yiyi called him, "Dad!"

Ding Dacheng patted her on the back of her hand, and her voice was also Tingyan. "Dad, I'm sorry, I didn't give you a better life since I was a child, so I hope you can be happy. If you think she can bring you happiness, Dad agrees."

Listening to her father's words, she was already sobbing. Ding Dacheng choked and helped her wipe away her tears. "Silly child, what are you crying for? After that, you will be an adult. You can't cry."

Ding Yiyi nodded while wiping his tears. After a while, Ding Dacheng said again, "although it's engagement, it's a matter of life whether you want to invite your mother and father."

Don't want to disobey him, let him worry, she repeatedly nodded, Ding Dacheng stood up, took out a tape recorder from her clothes and put it in her palm, "your aunt took this out of your bag."

She stared at the tape recorder in her hand, and the memory deeply buried in her heart invaded her thoughts. She trembled and pressed the play key, "Yiyi."At the moment when the low voice came out, she immediately turned off the machine in panic. Tears could not be restrained. He took root and sprouted in her heart, and then rotted. It hurt her heart to touch it. She could only wrap a thick bandage around the wound without touching it, but the wound could only temporarily relieve the pain under the bandage. After a short relief, it was more painful.

The tears soaked the beige pillow. She bit the corner to stop herself from crying. Her eyes were so sore that she couldn't bear it. She didn't know how long she had been crying until she fell asleep.

She went back to the dark basement. Zhang Tang's crazy laughter reverberated in every corner of the basement. She panicked and looked around for the exit, surrounded by orange red flames. Suddenly, the door opened, and ye nianmo stood at the door. She didn't know who to look at through her calm eyes.

"Read ink!" She is full of joy, struggling to run up. A figure is faster than herself. Aoxue hugs ye nianmo, and he slowly says, "I only want her."

She cried and screamed, but she could only watch his back. The door was closed again and she was buried in a sea of fire.

Her body fell from the sky, she suddenly woke up, her forehead has been covered with dense beads of sweat, she gasped and sat up, the clock shows three o'clock in the morning, she got out of bed in panic.

Open the door, the window in the corridor is not closed tightly, the cool wind blows over, the clothes soaked in sweat are more tightly pasted on the back, next to ye chuyun's room, she approaches and pastes her head on the brown door, the cold touch gradually calms down the fire of inner anxiety.

"Be happy this time." She whispered for a long time before she left.

In the room, ye chuyun's face is full of sweat. He is short of breath. His five fingers curl up like chicken feet because of insufficient blood supply. His fingernails are light cyan, and medicine bottles are scattered everywhere. He curls up all over his body. He can only breathe as much as possible to relieve the pain in his chest.

The next day, Ding Yiyi got up early in the morning, ready to call ye chuyun, but saw a letter left by Ye chuyun in bed.

The quilt had been neatly folded. Ding Yiyi opened the letter, which simply said that he would go back to Los Angeles for business, and would be back in three days.

Ding Yiyi takes out his mobile phone, the other party's mobile phone is turned off, Ding Dacheng just goes upstairs to see all this, his face sinks, "what's the matter?"

"He's going back to Los Angeles on business and will be back in three days." Ding Yiyi reluctantly said, his heart also straight drum, there is a kind of inexplicable sorrow.

Ding Dacheng eyebrows pick, "you should not go to Los Angeles in the future, this can't, I only have your daughter, no, I'll talk to him again!"

"Dad Ding Yiyi quickly stopped him, "he's on the plane now, the phone is off, don't worry, I'm not going anywhere."

All day long, Ding Yiyi's heart was a little up and down. After dinner in the afternoon, several couriers came in carrying several boxes, "Miss Ding, your express."

After unpacking the package, there were massage chairs, some massage equipment for middle-aged and old people, and a whole box of snacks. The courier said, "Mr. Ye asked us to convey his apology."

"Which one, Mr. Ye?" Ding Daqing asked subconsciously.

The courier was stunned and looked at the package, "Mr. Ye chuyun."

Ding Meirong couldn't put down her love for the massage chair and said with a smile, "the child is good and filial. I think she can really marry."

Ding Dacheng didn't say anything, but he looked satisfied. The whole family happily studied the function of massage chair. Ding Yiyi accompanied him with a smile, but there was a trace of melancholy and helplessness in his smile.

At night, Ding Dacheng and Ding Meirong go out for a walk. Ding Yiyi sits on the balcony with his mobile phone in a daze. The mobile phone vibrates, and ye chuyun's side is noisy. "Sorry."

"Don't think a box of snacks can buy me off." Ding Yiyi said with a smile.

On the other end of the phone, ye chuyun also gave a deep smile, "I miss you."

Cold wind blowing, she wrapped tight coat, should immediately blurt out that I miss you, but can't say, her lips moved, difficult to open the topic: "what are you doing so noisy."

There was a moment's silence on the other end of the phone. For a long time, he replied as if nothing had happened. "Los Angeles is almost noon. I will go back as soon as possible."

Ding Yiyi answered the voice shallowly, feeling that the other party seemed to be ready to hang up the phone. She was surprised and said: "chuyun!"

"Well? I'm here Ye chuyun quietly waits for her voice. Two bicycles downstairs drive from the alley. The girl's long dark hair floats in the night, and her confession is clearly visible in her shallow breath.

"I miss you too."

Los Angeles, ye chuyun hung up his mobile phone, the smile on his face became bigger and bigger, the doctor glanced at him, "girlfriend?"

"Fiancee," he said

The white doctor took off his stethoscope and said seriously, "I'll congratulate you on finding your true love, but Mr. Ye, I hope you know that your situation is very bad now. In the next few days, you are likely to faint and have difficulty breathing anytime and anywhere. Does your fiancee know?"