"Come to the airport." Ye Zimo simply hang up the phone, next to you can hear Xia Yihan's voice, "your voice is gentle!"
Ye nianmo hung up the phone, Ao Xue stood behind him, "what's the matter?"
"Mom and dad are at the airport." Ye nianmo frowned slightly, Ao Xue was surprised, "can I follow you? I haven't seen aunt Xia for a long time. I miss her very much. "
"I'll ask the driver to pick you up. You're not in a good position to go out." Ye nianmo was in a hurry to go to the airport. After calling the driver, he told the waiter to take care of Aoxue. He took his coat and went out directly.
Aoxue looks at the car like leaving the string to rush out, on the surface sad, when no one else, she does not need to disguise strong, can enjoy is to release their own sad, do not want her to go to the airport, just because she did not regard her as a family.
"Eh, did ye Shao go first?" After her death, Zhu Lin's voice rang out. She adjusted her breath, put on a confident and gentle smile, and turned to respond, "yes, the company said it had an emergency and had to leave."
On the small apron next to the airport, a helicopter stops. Ye nianmo holds Xia Yihan's waist. Yihan is worried, "nianmo has a temper with you. I don't think he will listen."
Ye Zimo rubbed the palm of his hand, felt tender in his heart, and frowned slightly. "I owe Xiaojun too much. Now I can do more."
Looking at his imperative appearance, Xia Yihan had to swallow what he wanted to say.
"Mom and Dad!" Ye nianmo walked quickly from the entrance. His windbreaker was agitated by the wind, and his body shape and manner were like withdrawing from ye Zimo.
"Read Mo, mother miss you very much!" Xia Yihan greets him, and the two mother and son embrace each other affectionately. Before his father's sharp eyes and bald head come, ye nianmo takes the lead in letting go.
Xia Yihan has tears in his eyes, "I just went to Germany, Chuqing and Zhuo Xuan are very good."
"Is it?" Ye nianmo smiles, but looks at her father.
When ye Mo gang was about to open his mouth, Xia Yihan suddenly answered: "by the way, how is Ao Xue now? When are you going to America? "
"Half a month later." Ye nianmo sighed, "Mom, what do you want to say?"
Ye Zimo's body did not move, but his voice steadily passed out, "you use bad means to imprison Ding Yiyi. I want you to let her go immediately and not to harass her again."
Xia Yihan looks a little worried, if not like to the bone, ye nianmo that child will not do this kind of thing, his kindness she knows.
Ye nianmo was not surprised. He raised his eyebrows. "Is this an order?"
"It's an order!" Ye Zimo said lightly.
Seeing that the atmosphere between father and son is getting worse and worse, Xia Yihan quickly cuts across the two people, "Zi Mo, I'll talk to Nian Mo alone."
On the other side of the helicopter, ye nianmo takes the initiative to stand on the side of the air outlet to help her mother get rid of most of the wind. Xia Yihan is warm and soft, "nianmo has also grown into a gentle man."
Ye nianmo looked at his mother, who had fine wrinkles around his eyes. He sighed, "Mom, I can't let him go."
"I understand," Xia Yihan patted his arm, "I knew that Uncle Xu was the most suitable for his mother, but I still came back to him without hesitation, because I couldn't let him go."
Not far away Ye Zimo heard, the corner of his mouth raised a trace of sincere smile.
"Uncle Xu is really more suitable for mom, and I know Ding Yiyi is the most suitable for me." Ye nianmo's mood began to get a little excited. In front of his mother, he was like a child who could not get a toy to explain.
Not far away, the smile broke down.
Xia Yihan looked at him lovingly, "child, she is the most suitable for you, but you are not necessarily her lover."
Ye nianmo was silent for a long time before he opened his mouth again, "then how can you be sure that your father is your lover? What method can you use?"
Not far away, a man quietly taut nerves, expression is also serious down.
Xia Yihan thought about it for a while. He blinked and looked at ye nianmo with a trace of loveliness in his expression. "Heart, only the heart to experience the sweetness and pain that he brings to you. If you are going to die with pain, you don't want to leave him."
After hearing this, ye nianmo continues to be silent. Not far away, ye Zimo's tense expression suddenly relaxed, and even his eyes were filled with a smile. His palms trembled a little, and he wanted to hold his lover in his arms.
Ye nianmo thought a lot, thinking about whether Ding Yiyi could not stand the pain and had to stay by his side, the answer gradually became clear, and his face became more and more black.
No, for his love, she just want to escape, she can leave herself without saying a word, and even make a plan not to be found. She can always be so proud and determined that she is left as an idiot to force her to hurt.
Xia Yihan has seen the result from his look, and her eyebrows are full of heartache, "read ink, you have your responsibility, have you ever thought about Ao Xue's feeling, she has your child, she loves you wholeheartedly."
"At the beginning, there were women who were pregnant with their father's children and loved him wholeheartedly."Xia Yihan is stunned, and song wanting's face appears. She has not forgotten her all these years, for the crazy love and the life and death of the past.
"Enough!" Ye Zimo appears, the Leng at the scene of Xia Yihan into his arms, looking at ye nianmo sternly.
Ye nianmo has guilt in his expression. He doesn't want to open his mother's most painful scar, but he shudders at the thought that his closest friend is persuading him to let go of his love!
He turned and took a few steps toward the exit, stopping, hoarse. "I'm not sure if I'll ever meet someone like that. I'm scared, so I want to catch her."
He walked away with a straight back and firm step, as if there was no way to stop him no matter the mountain or the sea ahead. The winter sun stretched his voice aslant like a giant.
Xia Yihan can't help crying, she hurried to catch her tears, do not let them spend her makeup, a big hand gently stopped her.
Ye Zimo took a white handkerchief and carefully wiped her eyelids and tears. However, he could not stain his makeup. For her, he was willing to be so careful.
Two people are very close, breathing entangled breathing, eyes glued to the eyes, they both see the promise of this life in each other's eyes.
Ye Zimo kisses her because of crying some red nose, "darling wait for me here."
He turned to the other side and took out his mobile phone, "housekeeper, send Ding Yiyi's secret out of Ye's house tomorrow night. Remember, don't let Nian Mo find it."
After making this call, he then dialled another phone number, "Chu Yun, uncle promised you, he will do it."
Ye's family and Ding Yiyi are packing up Chengbao's things. It's already ten o'clock. This is the quietest moment of Ye's family. In front of her is a suitcase with toys moved by Chengbao, molars used before and snacks not finished. Everything is a memory.
The door was suddenly opened. Ye nianmo's face was gloomy after seeing the suitcase on the ground. He strode in and broke a toy. He kicked the box to one side, grabbed Ding Yiyi's wrist and forced her to pull it up.
"Where are you going?"
His tone was colder than usual. His look was more gloomy than usual. He had a strong smell of wine. Ding Yiyi was shaking with anger, "let me go!"
This sentence is undoubtedly the fuse. Ye nianmo fiercely presses his lips and makes her unable to breathe. He looks at her eyes which are wide open because of her anger, and her hands are waving because of resistance. The fire is getting worse and worse, burning his reason!
Outside the door, Ao Xue stood quietly, listening to the cry and low breath inside the door. Her fingers were firmly embedded in the palm. She was very painful, but she laughed.
It's raining again. Ding Yiyi looks out of the window. If it's not the pointer on the wall telling her that it's day, then she will think that she has fallen into the endless darkness.
There was no pain on her body. She just moved her fingers, and her strength around her waist increased a lot. A coat was thrown at the foot of the bed, and with the smell of wine, she moved her legs to kick the coat out of bed.
Ye nianmo fell asleep, and there was still alcohol on him, but she was dry all over. Even if she was drunk, he remembered to help her deal with it afterwards, but what happened? The kiss can disappear, but the hurt in the heart will always exist.
He wakes up, his eyes are confused, and then he wakes up in a moment. He gets up seriously and sees the mess on the ground and understands what's going on.
Those things are obviously Chengbao's items. She was packing these things last night. However, he drank wine and saw her holding the suitcase. The strong panic made him unable to think rationally.
He reached out his hand to touch the green and purple marks on her skin. She dodged, but she made a voice. Ding Yi looked out of the window, making a useless but stubborn resistance.
She listened to the slight squeak of the bed, then the pull of the metal pant chain.
Ye nianmo dressed neatly, his eyes heavy, although there is heartache, but more is firm, he said: "do you hate me?"
Ding Yiyi finally turned to see him, she did not speak, he did not force, for a long time, "I don't know."
Ye nianmo raised a smile on his mouth. The sadness in his eyes made his smile sad. He closed his eyelids and whispered, "that's enough."
He left, he finally left, Ding Yiyi barefoot out of bed, under the bed is a soft wool blanket, she paced out of the window, raindrops hit the glass window, hit the water spray, beautiful and heartless.
The door was knocked, Doudou's voice sounded timidly, "Miss Yi Yi."
She wrapped up the sheet to open the door. Doudou could not help but blush after seeing the trace of love on her body.
"Do you like ye nianmo?" Ding Yi Yi asks suddenly, tone is steady.
Doudou is scared. Aoxue asked her that at the beginning, and then tortured her. She shook her head in a hurry, "Miss Yi, I have nothing with you, really!"
Ding Yiyi looked at her panic and patted her shoulder with a gentle and patient tone. "It doesn't matter. I don't mean it. Tell me, do you like ye nianmo?"