Her eyes gradually moved to Ding Yiyi's back, and her mind was the picture of Ding Yiyi being hit by a car. She slowly stretched out her hands.

Closer, closer. As long as you press your hands on her shoulder, she will immediately fall into the traffic. A car will run over her. Maybe more than one, her body will be broken under the wheel.

Excited! Nervous mood nourishes her crazy thoughts. Seeing that her hand is only a few centimeters away from her shoulder, suddenly the crowd is in a commotion.

The light was green, and the pedestrians hurried across the street. Ding Yiyi walked a few steps, inadvertently turned back, but saw song Mengjie look strange standing in place.

Song Mengjie was scared out of sweat by his idea just now. Was the evil man himself just now? The one who wanted to kill himself?

her body is not shaking, she wants to control, but shaking more fiercely, her brain is like a bubble.

"What's the matter with you? Are you sick?" Eden returns to her.

Song Mengjie seems to have been exposed the same back step, hands guilty slightly put back, face some pale, "nothing, suddenly stomachache."

"If you feel uncomfortable, go to the hospital first." Ding Yiyi is a little worried.

"Don't be hypocritical." Song Mengjie said suddenly.

She is a Leng, "what?"

"You heard what I said yesterday. I said so many bad things about you. What's your purpose of caring about me now?" She yelled out of control, causing people around her to look sideways.

Ding Yiyi looked at her out of control, light way: "because you are not in my memory, so your words to me no harm, no harm, I will not hate you."

Song Mengjie stepped back and couldn't help laughing, "no harm? Hehe, you see, I'm just a clown. No one cares about me. "

"At the beginning, I said that I would not take the identity of Ding Yiyi to have an intersection with ye nianmo. You should not deal with me." Ding Yiyi approached her, "love can't be sought."

Song Mengjie looked at her and said, "do you like ye nianmo?" She added, "when you just read him, you look different from the beginning. I can't read it wrong."

"I have feelings for him." Ding Yiyi directly admitted that she was interrupted before she finished.

Song Mengjie is very angry, "you said you and she are impossible, you liar."

"Mengjie." Ding Yiyi said softly, "it's impossible for Ding Yiyi to drink. Now I'm Emily." She paused, some can't bear, "even if I don't like him, you can't get him."

This is not the first time that song Mengjie has heard these words. She is angry and unwilling. Why can't she get it? She can do anything for him as long as he speaks, but why doesn't he speak? Why doesn't she even have a chance.

"I don't listen. I know that none of you think highly of me. Let me go." She ran to the road, but didn't notice that the green light turned back to the red light.

A seven seater SUV just turns the corner. Song Mengjie sees the car coming in her own direction, and the turn light stings her eyes.

She knew that she should move at this time, otherwise her body would be hit and fly, but her mind was very active, but every muscle of her body seemed to be frozen. It took a lot of effort to move her fingers.

In a trance, a force pushed her to the other side. She staggered to the side and fell to the ground.

The delicate skin of the palm is cut by the rough cement ground, and the thoughts also jump up. The pain of the body can't catch up with the jump of thinking.

She watched the car stop. People around her were talking loudly. The huge car body blocked everything. She couldn't see Ding Yiyi and didn't know what was wrong with her.

"Yiyi?" She lost her mind and murmured, tears flowing down her eyes like a movie.

She cried loudly and got up. In her high-heeled shoes, she simply took off and ran to the direction of the car, "Yiyi!"

A person slowly stood up from the side of the car, the car emergency brake did not hit Ding Yiyi, but she pushed song Mengjie away with the car had a collision, the whole person fell heavily on the ground.

When she was in a daze, she was hugged. The other person's body was shaking all the time. "I'm sorry, I don't want you to die. I really don't want you to die."

"Mengjie?" Ding Yiyi feels that her back bruised place is heavily pressed, so she has to show her teeth to remind her, but the other party seems to have been in a fear mood, just apologizing all the time.

The driver is an old Chinese lady. She said that she would take them to the hospital and call the insurance company.

"No, I'm fine. You can go." Ding Yiyi waves the other party to leave, and then he coaxes and drags song Mengjie back to her hotel.

In the hotel, she poured her a glass of water, "it will be more comfortable to drink some water."

When song Mengjie took the water, she saw the scratch on her hand, and her voice choked up again, "sorry, I didn't mean it.""I know you didn't mean it. You see, I don't have anything to do, do you?" Ding Yiyi comforted in a soft voice.

The atmosphere was silent. Ding Yiyi knew that it was obviously not suitable for conversation today, so he planned to leave, but was stopped, "can you stay with me for one night today?"

Song Mengjie said with a bitter smile, "although you don't remember, we used to stay in the same bed. Sometimes we chatted until the morning, and then we went to eat breakfast staring at the panda's eyes."

Her eyes are full of memories of the past and the fragility of the present, which makes people unable to refuse this fragile woman like glass.

Ding Yiyi agreed to stay in the hotel after talking to Edward again.

Song Mengjie never mentions what happened at Edward's home today. She asks Ding Yiyi to go shopping. They wander around the mall as if nothing had happened.

At night, song Mengjie brought her a pillow, "you used to sleep like a higher pillow, I said it's not good, but you just can't change it."

"I'm used to sleeping with a low pillow now." Ding Yiyi said.

She was stunned and nodded with a bitter smile, "yes, you are Emily now, not Ding Yiyi." Turn around to give Ding Yiyi a pillow again, she just climbed into bed.

Ding Yiyi is a little uncomfortable. After all, she has no memory of song Mengjie. She has to sleep with her partner for one night. It's very strange.

Song Mengjie didn't seem to notice her embarrassment and continued: "we used to talk about what we wanted to do when we were children. You said you wanted to be a jewelry designer."

"Did I say I was going to be a jewelry designer?" Ding Yiyi asked in surprise.

She nodded, "you and Aoxue have chosen jewelry design, but her achievement is better than you."

"Does my design look good?" Ding Yiyi asked, feeling very wonderful, like two unrelated people because of one thing and connected.

Song Mengjie took out the mobile phone with a smile, looked for it for a while, and then handed it to her, "you see, this is your own design."

There are two pictures of Yiding standing beside her. The other is a picture of Yiding standing beside her.

"After you married nianmo, you seldom used to write. This is the last jewelry you designed. Of course, Ye is here. Your jewelry is not in need of market."

Ding Yiyi recalled, "so my jewelry is not really liked by so many people, is it?"

Song Mengjie avoids the heavy and takes the light. "If there was no Ao Xue in that era, you might have more attention." She laughs, "but now she's gone."

"Who is Aoxue?" Ding Yiyi mouth a quick, words have asked export.

Song Mengjie looked at her with a complicated look, "your sister, she also loves ye nianmo, but she died in the end."

Ding Yiyi heart a Deng, subconsciously refused her to continue to say, "thank you, no more."

Song Mengjie did not say any more. She lay on her back and said softly, "sleep."

Although they no longer speak, Ding Yiyi is not sleepy at all. Through song Mengjie's narration, she knows that her past may be much more complicated than she imagined.

Vaguely, she fell asleep, but in her dream, she always felt someone crying. The cry was low, as if she had suffered a lot of grief.

The next day, she saw that song Mengjie's eyes were red and her face was decadent. Without waiting for her to ask, the other side said, "I gave up."

"What?" Ding Yiyi is at a loss.

Song Mengjie began to pull out her luggage. "I'm going back to China. I'm just insulting myself here."

"You didn't hear me out yesterday." Ding Yiyi pulled her, "I have feelings for ye nianmo, but that's limited to Emily's little different feelings for him. If you want to say that love can't be counted, I know you are lovers, so it's impossible for me and him."

Song Mengjie put the clothes in the closet one by one, and then turned to clean up the things on the table. After everything was cleaned up, she solemnly said, "he and I are not lovers. After you were burned, grandma always asked him to find another woman because of her body. He is very loyal to you, so she asked me to pretend to be his girlfriend To cover the eyes and ears. "

She sighed, look low, "is my own bad, fell into a little bit of his gentle, lost himself, made should not have some extravagant hope."

Ding Yiyi is very sober in her mind. Every sentence and word she says is clearly engraved in her mind, which has solved the problems she has been unable to figure out.

When she is in a daze, song Mengjie has already dragged her suitcase out of the door. She chases her out in a hurry, only to see that the other party has already taken the elevator.

That kind of tiredness has never happened so far. She thinks about Emily, but she is more and more closely connected with the people and things before, and because of one of her actions, the whole people and things in the past will start to change.

Song Mengjie did not go to the airport directly after coming out of the hotel, but took a taxi to the hotel where ye nianmo stayed.At the door, ye Bo just went out and stopped her when he saw her. "The young master is not here."

"I want to see him." Song Mengjie is very persistent. On the way, she has vowed to tell him all her emotions, even if he doesn't want to.

Ye Bo sighed, "the young master is really not here. Today, the young master came to pick up the young lady. He took her with him."

Song Mengjie released the hand dragging the suitcase, first looked at the closed door blankly, then laughed bitterly, "I really don't even have the chance to tell you."