The housekeeper looked a little dull and tried to ask, "young master, are you talking about folding clothes literally?"
The voice on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, then ye nianmo's voice came out, "en."
The housekeeper can't help but pull out a smile. He feels that the person on the other end of the phone seems to be aware of it. He immediately converges. After a clear cough, he teaches ye nianmo how to fold clothes according to his own understanding.
At night, the light pulls a person's figure very long and forms the scene.
The next day, when Ding Yiyi woke up, there was only a cold, slightly messy bed on the opposite side. She got up and opened the curtain.
The sunshine outside the window is very warm, her hands slowly caress her flat abdomen, but her heart runs against the sunshine, melancholy and helpless.
As time went by, the dew in the morning soaked her arms. She rubbed her arms and wanted to go to the room, but she heard a car parking downstairs.
It's Du Puyan's Land Rover. She looks at the other person getting off the car, and then goes to the front of the car to have a look. It seems that she is checking the car for any problems. Five or six minutes later, she takes the car again and goes away.
Ding Yiyi walked back to the room, dragged the suitcase downstairs, and unexpectedly saw the breakfast on the table.
Breakfast was exquisite, with crystal dumplings wrapped in just the right skin and meat, a small bowl of millet porridge, and a pile of fried yellow bamboo shoots.
Having enough to eat and drink, Ye's driver was waiting while ye nianmo's specially hired driver was standing by.
"You have a rest today. I don't need a car." Ding Yiyi smiles at his driver and then gets into another driver's car.
After driving for several hours, the driver arrived in Zhaonan city and asked politely, "does the young lady want to take a rest in the city or go directly to the temple?"
"Go to the temple." Ding Yiyi voice light, she always feel aggrieved, so all the way very few words.
The driver nodded and drove out of the temple. The more he went to the suburbs, the harder it was to go, and the slower the traffic slowed down.
"Wait a minute." Ding Yiyi suddenly said, "stop here."
When the driver stops, there is only a high-grade mental hospital around. The whole building is like a gothic Castle in Europe. No one would have thought it was a mental hospital if there were no house signs hanging at the door.
"I'm going in for a while." Ding Yiyi said that he wanted to get off.
The driver hesitated, "young lady, if you delay, you may be late to the temple."
Ding Yiyi has opened the door, "if grandma asks, I will bear all the responsibilities."
She quickly went to the building of the mental hospital. The doorman stopped her and said, "Hello, who do you want to visit?"
"Aoxue, I want to see her." Ding Yiyi said.
The security guard rummaged through the patient's pamphlet for a while, then closed the pamphlet and said, "there is no such person here."
"How could there be no such person." Ding Yiyi frowned.
The security guard held up the manual and said, "I just looked for it for the first time, but I didn't have it." He said while stretching out the index finger and thumb rub rub, meaningful looking at Ding Yiyi.
Ding Yiyi is clear, then more angry, "she must be here, if you don't let me in, I will call your Dean."
The security guard is also flustered. Generally, the guests who come here to see people are low-key, so they will also give some money. He is not so shrewd as the woman in front of him.
But he had to look at it again, and then let it go, "go in."
Ding Yiyi walks in Nuo Da's garden, surrounded by patients in white and blue clothes. They look at Ding Yiyi and smile, and make many strange movements. If not for a nurse around everyone, Ding Yiyi may be about to run away.
Outside the ward, hearing the news, Yan Mingyao stood at the door in spirit, "what are you doing here?"
"How is she?" Ding Yiyi wants to see the situation inside through the glass at the door, but is blocked by Yan Mingyao.
His hands are also wearing some yellow old gloves, gloves are still standing on the soil, it seems to be in a hurry to come.
Listening to her saying this, he replied, "she would get better faster without you and ye nianmo."
"Faster? Looks like she's really getting better, isn't she? " Ding Yiyi some urgent asked, in the eye unconsciously reveals the concern.
Yan Mingyao hesitated for a while. "One day a month ago, the situation suddenly improved. He knew how to close the door himself, and still..." After a pause, he gritted his teeth and said, "he recognized me, but after that day he was back to the same way."
Ding Yiyi sighed, "this time I'll come alone, I'll see her."
Two people stalemate for a while, finally Yan Mingyao give way, he opened the door to let Ding Yiyi go in, his inseparable with her.
Aoxue back to two people sitting on the balcony, blue and white clothes in her body appears more generous.
Ding Yi came to her, and the other party even did not blink. She still watched the Wutong tree not far away."The doctor said that her depression was very serious, and her other personality was also very deep. I tried many ways, but they didn't work." Yan Mingyao stood behind her, somewhat frustrated.
Ding Yiyi silently looked at the emaciated, eyes color without God of Ao Xue, in the heart very uncomfortable, "those things are her wrong, but now the most important thing is to recover."
"When you recover, will you stay with ye nianmo?" Yan Mingyao wry smile, "sometimes I would rather her life, I take care of her life."
At this time, Aoxue suddenly stands up and pours on Ding Yiyi. Zhang Yahu grabs her and says, "you robbed my man! I hate you, I hate you
Yan Mingyao quickly hugged her and said, "go ahead, stay here will make her angry!"
Ding Yiyi had no choice but to nod and leave first. When she turned around, a trace of malice flashed in Aoxue's eyes.
Coming out of the ward, Ding Yiyi walks out with his head down, but he sees a familiar car in the window. It's a yellow Land Rover, which is very eye-catching among many cars.
She stood by the car and turned around, but did not find Du Puyan's figure. Seeing that it was really late, she picked up her mood and went out in a hurry.
When the car arrived at the temple, it was already seven or eight o'clock in the evening. There was a secular monk at the door who welcomed her in. The loser at Shumen took her to a quiet house.
The room was separated from the others, and it was very old and not repaired at all. The red paint on the windows and doorknobs had all fallen off, revealing the dark wood.
"Take a rest first. Someone will come to receive you tomorrow." It seems that the secular monk doesn't want to contact her more. He even talks three arms away from her, and then he leaves.
Ding pushed the door in, but the inside was quite different from the outside. The house was divided into two parts, one was the bedroom, the other was the living room.
The most eye-catching thing in the living room is a one meter high statue of Avalokitesvara facing the front door. The statue of Avalokitesvara has a kind face, but there are two sunken holes in its cheek, which is a little scary in the dark.
She looked at the statue of Avalokitesvara, turned and went to the bedroom. The bedroom is modern style. Although it is simple, it has everything. Especially the carved wall is very eye-catching. Ding Yiyi enjoyed it in a good mood for a while.
It was very quiet outside the room. Through the window, the rooms not far away were dark. She thought that the temple had gone to bed early. She must have disturbed each other when she came so late.
She sighed and pulled out the suitcase. When she opened the suitcase, she was a little shaken and more moved. The clothes you knead and put at will are stacked one by one, with a package of snacks you like on the top.
With a sour nose, she sat for a moment and took out her mobile phone to call ye nianmo without hesitation.
When the phone is connected, the sound of knocking on the keyboard and the sound of being discussed come, Ding Yiyi is a little surprised, "are you still in the company?"
"Yes." Ye Nian Oh should be a voice, all around quiet down, presumably ye nianmo closed the video call, dedicated to speak with her.
Before she spoke, ye nianmo first asked, "is everything ok?"
Ding Yiyi looked at the clothes in the luggage box and thought that seeing his mood immediately was like flooding, but she just tried to laugh, "I'm very happy."
The other end of the phone was silent for a moment. Ye nianmo's voice was low and magnetic, "I miss you very much."
"I miss you, too." Ding Yiyi just said that he found a noisy voice coming from his mobile phone, and the signal was cut off.
Her face is still a little red, I wonder if ye nianmo just heard what she said. She got up and got out of bed. When she stepped on the concrete floor, she was so cold that she put on her slippers and went to the window.
Next to the window is the carved wall. She searches around with her mobile phone. Finally, she finds the signal in the corner and sends a message to ye nianmo, "the signal here is not good. I'll go to bed first. Good night."
The message came back quickly, but only a few words, "good night."
Put down the cell phone, she felt very sore all over, casually washed some and quickly climbed to bed.
In the middle of the night, she was awakened by a strange sound, which seemed to be the sound of heavy curtains dragging from the ground, "sparse, sparse."
"Who is it?" She murmured, turning over to listen.
She looked at the clock. At 3:30 in the morning, she wondered if the temple people had got up to clean up. After listening for a long time, the voice of the rare Lala disappeared again. It was quiet all around. The moonlight came in from the window, and part of it was put on the carved wall, plating a layer of brilliance on the wall.
She was sleepless and simply looked at the wall in a daze until the sky turned white.
Sure enough, someone knocked at the door early in the morning. She opened it and found that it was an old man wearing Tai Chi clothes. The old man looked very healthy and ruddy. "Hello."
Ding Yiyi put his eyes together and said, "please."
The old man nodded, "you can also ask me to preside, because now I am in charge of this temple."With that, he walked out of the room and motioned Ding Yiyi to follow.
One before the other, they went to a place full of bamboo. Now it's summer, and the bamboo is growing well. It looks like a landscape painting.
The host walked very fast until he came to a small house. The house was very small, just like the small temple where the land public lived. There were white lanterns hanging on the eaves of the four broad sides.
The old man stood in front of the door and suddenly said, "do you believe that Bodhisattva will bring you children?"