Chapter 1489

"Wow, we really have a heart. Today we just said we wanted to eat food, but it turned out to be food," Ding Yiyi said while eating.

Edward looked at her quietly, then got up and took the violinist's violin.

Ding Yiyi doesn't know that he can play these musical instruments, but he is relieved to think of his identity. Listening to the melodious melody, the figure of the man and ye nianmo in front of him actually overlaps.

"Yiyi, I'm going to leave England." Edward said suddenly.

She was stunned, "well, how long will it take this time? When do I start to leave, so that I can entrust the flowers and plants at home. "

Edward was silent for a while. He waved the violinist and the chef down. The whole roof was quiet again. Only the breeze blew, "I won't come back for a long time."

When he looked at her, his eyebrows were filled with the gentle wind in summer and the warmest feelings in winter. It was like the most affectionate person in the world. If she wanted the moon, she would give it to her, she would want the universe, and he would promise her.

"How long? I don't know if it's time to invite a nanny to see the house. I can bring some flower seeds with me Ding Yiyi said.

Edward listened quietly and sighed, "I'm sorry, I left alone this time."

"What." Ding Yiyi upset the goblet in a panic. The red wine dyed the white tablecloth red, like a gorgeous flower. The liquor flowed down the corner of the tablecloth and fell on the ground.

The waiter appeared just right. There was a messy tabletop, and the tablecloth with liquor was soon replaced with a brand-new tablecloth.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Ding Yiyi reluctantly toward him with a smile, "where did we say just now?"

Edward said word by word: "I took a job to go to Ebola for a period of time and shoot a special topic."

"Ebola? Isn't there an outbreak? " Ding Yiyi was the first to think that the other party would not let himself follow because of this. He quickly said, "if it's really work, it doesn't matter. I will take good care of myself."

She found more than ten reasons in her mind to persuade herself to follow him. She got along with him for half a year. In this half a year, he was the only one in her memory, and he participated in every bit of her life.

Edward got up, walked up to her, leaned over and looked at her, then straightened up and made an invitation: "would you like to dance?"

She was swept by the bad news in her heart, and her mind was full of the news that surprised her. Now she just wanted to find out, but he was inviting her to dance?

He suddenly laughed, even the brightest moonlight also eclipsed, with a reassuring taste.

Ding Yiyi holds his hand and feels that his palms are also a little sweaty. This is what he shows when he is nervous. Is he nervous?

Melodious music is playing again, which is a common tune of British upper class. Every note seems to come together slowly.

"Remember when I told you about my mom and dad?" Edward danced with her and said in no hurry.

Ding Yiyi can't see his expression. Her head is between his neck. She can only grasp his hand from kiss to weight to express her answer.

Edward looked down at her hair and said softly, "I said that my mother left my father because of her ideal. Some people have God in their heart, some people have money in their heart, and she has photography in her heart." He paused. "I don't know if I'm lucky or unfortunate. I'm just like her."

"But I'm not like your father." Ding Yiyi pulled away from him, then realized what he said, and quickly apologized, "sorry, I'm not pointing to your father's physical inconvenience, but want to say that I can accompany you to work, we have been like this for half a year."

"Yes, can you repeat that last sentence?" Edward suddenly said, softly coaxing, "the last one."

She a Leng, "this half a year we have been together?"

Just at the end of the song, he nodded, then released his hand and kept half an arm away from her. His tone was always peaceful. "It's because you've only been with me in the past half a year, and I'm the only one in your memory that you can't leave me."

Ding Yiyi knows that what he said is correct, and only the memory with him is what she can master. It's like spending the first month's salary to buy something after work. Even if you have greater ability and more money to buy better things in the future, the first thing you spend money to buy is always precious.

"Do you mind? Don't you like this way of getting along? " Ding Yiyi asked sadly.

Edward looked at her seriously. "I'm tired. I don't want to be your support."

If he says she is not good, then she will try to change, if he says he fell in love with another girl, then she will be generous to let go, but the word "tired" is the only one she can't bear.

She knew that she was selfish. His memory of her was unique, but her memory of him was not unique. She should have thought of it for a long time."Maybe you don't need to leave, as long as I leave." Ding Yiyi some difficult said.

He shook his head and whispered, "I left you because I wanted to give all my energy to work."

The wind on the rooftop gradually became stronger, and the fire of the candlestick rippled a few times. Finally, he was unable to fight against the wind and was unwilling to put it out, leaving only transparent tears and slowly rising ash smoke.

If he said so, what else could she say? Ding Yiyi felt sad in his heart, "is it because of me and ye nianmo?"

He didn't speak. In fact, when she asked, he gave a long sigh. He would not stop her from pursuing the happiness she wanted, but it didn't mean that he would not be jealous as a man.

"I do feel a little different about him." Ding Yiyi difficult said: "it's ridiculous, I such a bad woman, hold you, but do not let him go, I am a licentious woman."

Edward interrupted, "No." With that, he went to his seat and took out an 80% new notebook from his bag. The hinge in the lower right corner of the notebook was slightly tilted, which was obviously turned over.

He put the book in her hand. "Maybe there is something predestined in the world. You can't resist his attraction to you. All your past is here."

Ding Yiyi's palm is up, and her eyes are looking at the notebook that she is visiting. The frosted texture on the notebook rubs her palm, bringing a strange feeling.

"This is all the past of you and him. Maybe after seeing it, you will hate me for not letting you return to his arms earlier. Hate me is actually the third party."

Ding Yiyi looks at the notebook in her hand in horror, as if it is a heinous thing. This book has frightening power, and can even subvert all her previous life.

The fragrance of roses was still there, but their mood was totally different. Edward turned to take her bag and coat, and said softly, "you can see it at any time."

He turned his back to her and walked in a hurry. He seemed to be afraid that she would start to open her notebook next second. If so, he would feel that what he had done was so dirty.

"Edward." Ding Yiyi stopped him and said, "no matter what's inside, you are very important to me, which will never change"

his figure stopped, and some of his listless back seemed to straighten up, "let's go."

Back home, Ding Yiyi sitting on the landing windowsill, blowing in the wind outside the window, with the smell of Ginkgo biloba, people's minds more sober.

On her knee, the notebook was placed upright, as long as she was willing to reach out, one action could easily pick the notebook away.

Finally, when the breeze blew her forehead again, she held out her hand, holding the corner of the book with her index finger and thumb, and the beige pages gradually revealed.

The blue handwriting is beautiful and neat. Every time she writes "Zhen", her tail will tilt up slightly. Just seeing this handwriting, she knows that she wrote these things.

She suddenly got up, quickly opened the drawer, put the notebook into the drawer, and took a lot of books to cover the notebook.

Close the drawer, she climbed into bed to hide in the quilt, looked up at the huge ceiling chandelier for a while, after clapping.

Voice switch clever implementation of her instructions, the room fell into darkness, silence can only hear their own heartbeat.

The mobile phone suddenly lights up. It's ye nianmo's short message, but there are only two simple words on it: "good night."

Her heart is stirring, staring at the mobile phone interface, until the mobile phone screen gradually darkens, and then becomes dark.

The bed made a slight noise. She suddenly sat up again, got up, walked barefoot to the cabinet, opened the drawer again, and drew out the notebook at the bottom.

After taking a deep breath, she opened the first page, "this is the first day I decided to start writing a diary. I don't know how long I can last, but I don't regret my decision in order not to cause trouble to my loved ones."

The paper vibrated slightly because of the shaking of her fingers. After reading a few lines, she suddenly closed the book and locked it in the cupboard again.

The cold key in the moonlight urged the dark golden light. She went to the window and looked down. A few wild cats downstairs were fighting, as if they were venting their unnecessary experiences.

As soon as she released her hand, the dark golden key practiced the free fall movement, falling gently in a straight line, and soon disappeared in the grass.

The wild cats were obviously frightened. Their dirty hair stood up, their faces were frightened, they made sharp noises, and then they ran around.

Back in bed, Ding Yiyi thought that he would continue to tangle, but did not expect that in a daze, he actually slept in the past.

Early in the morning, wake her up is the warm sunshine, she stretched a stretch in bed, after a short vent is a deep sense of weakness.

She remembered that just last night, Edward said he was going to leave, and her cupboard still had the book recording all her memories before she lost her memory."Edward." She read in a low voice, and her heart was suddenly flustered by the unusual silence.

She hurriedly changed her clothes and went downstairs. The living room was quiet. The newspaper Edward read every day was not on the tea table as usual.