Ye Bo didn't say anything more. Just now, he was hit by a car on his way. There was a man and a woman in the car. They were very vexatious and kept pulling at him.

When the traffic police came, they said they didn't care about anything, and then they got on the bus and left. He was not sure whether those people had other purposes, but vaguely felt that they were not so normal.

"Madam, the young master still needs some time to work. When he does everything well, he will come to you naturally." He said.

Ding Yiyi nodded, a little pain in the heart, ye nianmo at this time in her heart is a thorn, picked the pain, do not pull also hurt.

Ye Bo only came for a while and soon left. Ding Yiyi was still sitting on the balcony.

Looking at the strange scenery around, she suddenly thought, she just came here the next day, how does Holly know she lives here?

And the ten million. What is he going to do with it? If it's just investment and entrepreneurship, you don't need to meet yourself secretly.

He is a very important existence for her, not only because he looks like ye chuyun, but also because he is there at many important moments in her life.

With a sigh, she got up and went into the room. After sitting for a while, she suddenly stood up again, opened the wardrobe and picked out a piece of clothing that had not been worn.

"Are you going out, ma'am?" The servant came up in a hurry.

Ding Yiyi put on his sunglasses. "Well, I need to go out for a while."

The servant was embarrassed and tried to stop her, but he couldn't say anything. He had to be worried.

"Don't worry. I have the phone. Can you call me at any time?" Ding Yiyi patted her on the shoulder.

The servant nodded determinedly, "madam, which car do you want to take? I'll drive it out for you."

She shook her head. "No more."

Ding Yiyi didn't ask for a taxi. When he got out of the villa, he found that it was the suburb of Dongjiang city. Although he didn't come, he stopped the taxi smoothly.

The cemetery is also in the suburbs, so the drive is very close, half an hour earlier than expected. After paying, she gets off.

"It's you." Someone stopped her by the side of the road. She saw that it was a man.

"You haven't been here for a long time, but it's normal. I've seen a lot here. People come here frequently at the beginning. They feel that they will never get out of the shadow of the death of important people, but they will come less later. Most people have a new life."

Men happy, Ding Yiyi see his table next to a bottle of wine.

"Thank you." He nodded to the man and stepped into the cemetery.

The cemetery is very clean. She looks one by one along the tombstone, and then stops in front of the white conversation.

On the tombstone, "ye chuyun" is written cleanly. The person in the photo is smiling and his eyes are slightly crescent shaped, which makes people can't help thinking about the deep meaning of his smile.

"Hello." Ding Yiyi stood straight, "I'm sorry to come to see you now."

The people on the tombstone are smiling quietly, looking into the distance through her.

She did not speak, so quietly standing in the same place, standing tired, she sat next to the tombstone, looking at the distance like the people in the photo.

She felt that her heart was quiet and time passed quickly. In a flash, two hours had passed.

She got up and patted off the fallen leaves. She squatted down and looked him in the eyes. "Thank you for your hospitality today. I'll see you again next time."

She got up and took a few steps. She looked back. The tombstone stood there alone, as if saying something, but it didn't seem to say anything.

Coming out of the cemetery, the man stopped her again. This time, she was much more sober. "If you don't drive, you're miserable. It's hard to wait for a taxi in this place."

"Yes." Ding Yiyi smiles.

The man stood up and said, "I have a motorcycle to pull. If you don't dislike it, I can take you to the intersection of the expressway, and then you can stop the car from there. It should be OK."

Ding Yiyi was a little surprised. She didn't think that every person who came by taxi, the man guarding the cemetery, would make such a request.

"I just hope you can come here and see him more. It's so quiet here." Seems to understand the doubts in her eyes, the man explained.

The motorcycle was not comfortable to ride, but the wind made her very comfortable. The scenery around her disappeared behind her. Even if she didn't pay attention to it, the scenery firmly grasped her eyes.

"The richer the people are, the more fickle they are. This place I guard is the most expensive purpose in the city. Almost all the dignified people will hide here after they die."

The wind blew the man's words to pieces, "but what's the use? I've worked hard all my life. After making so much money, no one came to see him after he died. They paid a high fee to maintain the cemetery every year as if they were doing a task. It seems that they have done what they should do, but it's useless. "

Ding Yiyi listened silently and seriously, then sighed. At this time, we can see the highway not far away.The car stands at the intersection of the emergency lane. It's a black car.

Closer, you can see a man standing next to the black car, his body collapsed straight, tall and slender.

He stood there, not abrupt at all, but it made people feel lonely.

As the car got closer, she could see the words on the license plate and vaguely feel his gaze.

Wind disordered her hair, hair covered her eyes, she quickly pushed away, for fear of a blink of an eye missed, he will disappear.

Fortunately, he's still here.

The distance has been very close, she and he looked at each other, he smile, when she came back to God, only to find that he also laughed.

When the driver stopped, she recognized the man, but this time he didn't talk so much. After putting Ding Yiyi down, she was ready to drive away.

"Thank you." Ding Yiyi solemnly thanks and follows the car until the roaring sound disappears.

She turned around, and ye nianmo face to face, originally wanted to say a long time no see, but nothing had time to say, her lips were blocked.

He encircles her, his strong arms encircle her.

Instead of struggling, she naturally raised her head in response to him.

"Sorry." His forehead was against hers, and his voice was hoarse.

She saw apologies and love in his eyes, which was enough. She laughed and said softly, "well, forgive you."

In the villa, the curtains were closed. She and he were lying on the bed. He hugged her and patted her on the back.

Ding Yiyi touched his stomach with one hand and stayed in his arms. "When will you go?"

Ye nianmo's hand stopped for a few seconds, and soon returned to the previous frequency, "there are still 15 minutes."

"Is it?" Ding Yiyi touched his stomach and lowered his eyes, "don't you explain? Why did you bring me back? "

Ye nianmo closed his eyes and opened them. He looked down at the top of her hair seriously. Naturally, his eyes would fall on her abdomen.

"It's nothing to do with children." He said lightly.

Ding Yiyi nodded, "I know."

"Mingyao is missing." Ye nianmo stops patting and says in a low voice.

Yan Mingyao, who likes Aoxue, is gone! Ding Yiyi got up immediately.

Ye nianmo also got up, solemn expression, "yes, these days have been looking for him."

"Is there any result?" Ding Yiyi asked anxiously.

“……”

"Does it have anything to do with bringing me back?" See his silence, they know that there is no result, Ding Yiyi and thought of the hurry to get back when it is not related to this matter.

Ye nianmo kisses her forehead. I don't know what's going on. The more I stay by her side, the more attached I am to her. Maybe I'm possessed.

"Not for the time being." Ye nianmo told the truth, "but kill all the possibilities."

"Any clues?" She asked again.

Ye nianmo took out a cigarette, but he didn't order it. He just played at his fingertips for a while. "No, the last place he appeared was a bookstore."

He got up to go out and came back after a long time. When he came back, he took a file bag in his hand and took out a picture from it.

Ding Yiyi took it. This is the surveillance video of the bookstore. It shows two weeks ago, just after they came back from the island.

In the photo, Yan Mingyao is standing in front of a pile of books. He lowers his head and looks like he is selecting some books. There is no one around.

She naturally moved her eyes to the side, but in the mirror saw a figure that surprised her, Holly.

Although the image from the mirror was blurred, she could recognize him by her clothes and general outline.

"What's the matter?" Ye nianmo is acutely aware of her differences.

"It's nothing. I'm just thinking, there are so many people in the bookstore, and in the city center, how can a big living person disappear?"

"Yes, there are a lot of cameras in that place, but in the picture, he goes to the cashier with a book, checks out, walks out of the store, and then disappears."

"Gone!"

"Yes, it's gone out of thin air. Even the teller doesn't remember that there was such a person at the beginning."

Ding Yiyi looks at the photo. In the photo, Yan Mingyao is really holding a book in line at the counter. There are about five or six people in front of him. Everyone seems to be playing with their mobile phones, and no one pays attention to him. However, the book he is holding in his hand can't be seen clearly, only a Red Pentagram can be seen.

Ye nianmo has already got up to tidy up. He put his knee on the soft bed and kisses her again. "In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I will try not to see you, and you should take good care of yourself."

His hand touched her abdomen, but quietly moved away, but Ding Yiyi noticed that, as a soon to be a mother, her sensitivity improved a lot.She bowed her head and answered softly, "OK."

Ye nianmo left, driving the black Bentley, walking neatly.

She stood behind the curtain, watching the car gradually move away, and her hands on her abdomen gradually tightened. What's her reason for him to come to see her more? Come to see a woman with someone else's baby.

Ding Yiyi, you have to be grateful, he is willing to accept you has been a great tolerance, how can you force him to always come to see you?

In the car, ye nianmo's eyes turned to the hand holding the steering wheel. The temperature of his left hand seemed to be higher than that of his right hand, and the feeling of holding the sense of direction was also different.