"Oh my God, how could that be." Ye Chuqing surprised to cover mouth, "this is too terrible."
Ye nianmo looks back at the person who buries himself in the quilt in the room and sighs: "recently you talk with her more, I'm worried about her wishful thinking."
"Well, I will. I'll ask sister Mengjie to accompany her." Ye Chuqing said.
Ye nianmo brows a cluster, "for song Mengjie, you and she or keep a certain distance."
"Why?" Ye Chuqing was stunned, and then clearly laughed, eyes full of flying look: "I and sister Mengjie can be regarded as friends, she bless me, I believe we can find our own happiness."
Ye nianmo looks at his pure sister with a complicated look, and finally he doesn't die. He just hopes that his intuition is wrong.
Ding Yiyi slept for a long time. When he opened his eyes, he found that the room was very dark. The heavy curtains isolated everything and made people unable to tell the specific time.
She turned her head, and all the memories rushed into her brain.
Aoxue's illness, the despair in her father's eyes, Qiubai's parents' reprimand for her. All her thoughts are like silent film playback. She stands in it and looks at others' grief, but she can't cry when she wants to.
Heart so tired ah, she reached out to cover the position of the chest, feeling the chest beating. Suddenly, a little light entered her mind.
The halo is bigger and bigger, and a person comes out. He looks at her with the most gentle eyes. He takes her hand, leaves all the sad swamps, and sits on the Trojan horse named happiness.
He kisses her, gives her the strongest arm, "read ink." She read softly, and she had strength.
When she got up and went downstairs, the servant told her that it was only two hours. She sighed, "where's the ink?"
"The young master said if you wake up, go straight to the garage." Said the servant.
"To the garage?" Ding Yiyi goes out with doubts. She follows the path to the garage, only to find that there are flowers on both sides of the path today.
The pink Cymbidium is in full bloom, the colorful Calla flowers are close to each other, and the vision is wider, and the Golden Tulip flutters in the wind.
Take a few more steps, a pink and white crown is introduced into the eyes, a bee is mischievous in the stamen shuttle, seems to smell Ding Yiyi body has more like the smell of pollen, then fly to her side around a few circles.
Ding Yiyi is in the flowers, his ears are the whispers of flowers, his nose is a light aroma, his eyes are colorful.
Sad mood in this moment was briefly cured, she showed a sincere smile, the pace is also light up.
At the end of the flower path, ye nianmo leaned against the car. He was looking through a book in his hand and noticed the footsteps.
He motioned Ding Yiyi to get on the bus with his eyes. There was a big bunch of sunflowers on the bus. Ding Yiyi was stunned and held the sunflowers in his arms.
"Where to?" As soon as she opened her mouth, she found her voice dry and hoarse.
Ye nianmo took a bottle of water from the back seat, twisted it open and handed it to her, "temple."
desolate Wutong, a few blue dressed monks in the blue to sweep the thick leaves of the phoenix trees on the ground, just swept together to make a group of wind, but they did not even frown, continue to wave the broom in hand.
In the Sabbath hall, Ding Yiyi put sunflowers on the shelf under Qiubai ashes, "I've come to see you."
Ye nianmo stood behind her. Knowing that she wanted to talk to Qiubai, she turned around and walked out. After two steps, she stopped, "sunflower will only run after sunshine."
Until the sound of footsteps could not be heard, Ding Yiyi whispered: "thank you." She looked up at the white ceramic ashes placed in a small cabinet. Qiu Bai's smile was light, just like her character, capable and decisive.
"It was me that she was going to kill that day." Ding Yiyi choked and looked at the people in the frame, "but it's you who lost your life."
She wiped away her tears and continued: "today I found out that she was suffering from mental illness. At that moment, I was very confused and didn't know what to do. I kept thinking that maybe it was because she was ill that I would do those things."
"Autumn white." She looked up and approached two steps. The transparent cupboard reflected the orange candle behind her and her tearful face. "I'm sorry for you instead of my sister. I'm really sorry."
No one answered, only a faint fragrance of aloes lingering in the air, which is a kind of taste called sadness in the world, and it is difficult to get rid of it.
She stood and kept saying sorry until her mouth was dry. As the sky darkens, the bell rings not far away. The ancient temples insist on the habit of striking the bell and refuse to use the high-tech electric bell.
Ding Yiyi broke a sunflower from a sunflower branch, which didn't know where to open without sunshine guidance. "Qiubai, I will live a good life. If you see Chengbao and chuyun, tell them that I will tell them and miss you." Shadowy, Wutong, who was standing in the temple,
stood under the phoenix tree. The Wutong tree was full of green branches. The sun was streaming down from the branches, and half of them were scattered on the ground, stacked on a pile of fallen leaves, and spread on him.He is like a sage in the myth, with halo and temperament that people can't help but want to be close to. He seems to feel the sight behind him. He turns around, and the light of the setting sun penetrates from his side and shines on Ding Yiyi's face.
Sunflower seems to feel the heat, curled petals seem to come alive, until death, it is chasing the light and heat, never give up, never compromise.
Under the setting sun, they look at each other and smile warmly at the same time. The distance between them is getting closer and closer, until he embraces her and the sunset leaves completely.
On the way back, song Mengjie called with anxiety in his voice, "Yiyi, are you ok?"
Ding Yiyi moved and ye nianmo ten fingers clasped hands, "I'm fine."
Song Mengjie pause, "how is Ye Bo?"
Ding Yiyi was silent. He didn't see him again after the trial. Ye nianmo said in a deep voice: "I gave him a month's holiday."
The other end of the phone was silent for a while, "I hope he's OK. By the way, Yiyi, Chuqing and I are waiting for you at home. When you come back, we'll go shopping together."
Ding Yiyi knew that they were for their own good and didn't want to add negative emotions to others, so he nodded with a smile: "good."
Back at Ye's home, song Mengjie and ye Chuqing are waiting for Ding Yiyi. As soon as they meet, they go shopping.
To the international shopping center, ye Chuqing holding stomach, "sister-in-law, Zhuo Xuan is also in the vicinity of business today, let's have a meal together."
"You chose to shop here to meet him." Ding Yiyi said with a smile.
Song Mengjie looks at ye Chuqing blushing, a happy little woman's appearance, and then looks at her obviously protruding stomach. She is very sad, but with a smile on her face, she says: "Zhuo Xuan is so lucky to marry such a good woman."
"No more." Ye Chuqing quickly waves her hand and takes out her mobile phone to call haizhuoxian.
Her ring finger with a huge diamond ring, its halo thorn song Mengjie eyes pain, ears also buzzing, only heard ye Chuqing a, "OK, then we wait for you here."
Hai Zhuo Xuan came very quickly. Seeing song Mengjie, he didn't say anything. He looked like one. After calling, he sat down and asked Ding Yiyi, "is everything ok?"
"Thank you. It's all over." Ding Yiyi said.
He nodded, then turned to see ye Chuqing, saw the coffee cup on the table and frowned, "don't drink these irritants."
"What shall I drink?" Ye Chuqing is coquettish.
Hai Zhuo Xuan picked up the list and studied it for half a while. Then he said seriously, "have a glass of milk."
Looking at their love, Ding Yiyi feels very happy. She wants to turn her head and talk to song Mengjie, but she finds that she is watching Hai Zhuo Xuan and ye Chuqing.
Her eyes are a little strange, not like envy or blessing, but like lost soul, empty, people do not know what she is thinking.
Soon she returned to her senses and gave Ding Yiyi a smile. Her face was as gentle as before, even with a sense of shame.
Hai Zhuo Xuan quietly warned her, got up and said: "excuse me, I'll go to the bathroom."
Looking at his back, song Mengjie moves her ankles to put on her shoes, remembering her bold move just now.
Just now, when haizhuoxian and ye Chuqing were talking, her high heels were rubbing on his legs. First, they fit seamlessly with his suit pants, and then they slowly went up.
She picked up the coffee, just want to drink, wrist but turned aside, half of the coffee spilled on the table, half spilled on her skirt.
"Why are you so careless? Don't move, Chuqing. I'll come." Ding Yiyi quickly took out a paper towel to wipe the coffee stains for her and asked, "it's not burned."
Song Mengjie shakes her head, "no, it's just a pity that she's wearing this skirt." She got up. "I'll go to the bathroom and clean up."
Outside the men's bathroom, Haizhuo Xuan frowned and pulled her away, "I warn you not to touch my bottom line."
"I'm sorry." Song Mengjie lowered her head, "I'm really sorry, but she won't find out. I'll be very conservative. She won't find out for sure."
Hai Zhuo Xuan fidgeted to open his tie, "what do you want?"
Without thinking, song Mengjie replied, "I want you." She stepped forward, pleading in a tone of voice, "it's only half a year, and we'll finish when she gives birth, OK?"
Her hand is like a flame winding around him, impatient to send his wet kiss, Hai Zhuo Xuan slammed open the bathroom door, pulled her arm and threw it in.
In the restaurant, Ding Yiyi looked at his watch. "It's been too long. I'll go to see how Mengjie is."
Song Jie came for a long time and said, "I'm sorry, I'm just waiting for the wrinkles on my skirt."
"I almost thought you were kidnapped by aliens." Ding Yiyi laughed and joked.
Ye Chuqing's line of sight casts to the direction that she comes, some doubts of search sea Zhuo Xuan's figure.
"I saw him in the corridor just now. He was on the phone. There seems to be something wrong with the company. He asked me to tell you that I can't accompany you any more." Song Mengjie said."That's right." Ye Chuqing was a little disappointed, then suddenly enlightened, "he and his brother are the same, and they work hard."
After dinner, the three sweep the mall again. Until dusk, Fu Fengyi personally calls ye Chuqing to urge her to go home, and the three say goodbye to each home.