"Oh, my God, how could that happen." Ye Chuqing was surprised to cover his mouth, "this is too terrible."

Ye nianmo looked back at the man who had buried himself in the bed in the room and sighed: "recently, you have talked with her more. I'm afraid that she has been dreaming."

"Well, I will. I will let sister Mengjie accompany her." Ye Chuqing said.

Ye nianmo eyebrows a cluster, "for song Mengjie, you and she still keep a certain distance better."

"Why?" Ye Chuqing was stunned, and then he laughed clearly. His eyes were full of flying spirits: "sister Mengjie and I can be regarded as friends. She has blessed me. I believe we can all find our own happiness."

Ye nianmo looks complicated and looks at his simple sister, but he doesn't die. He just hopes his intuition is wrong.

Ding Yiyi slept for a long time. When he opened his eyes, he found that the room was very dark. The thick curtains isolated everything, making people confused about the specific time.

She turned her confused head, and all the memories rushed into her brain.

Aoxue's illness, her father's despair, Qiubai's parents' reprimand on her, all her thoughts are like a silent film replay. She stands in it and looks at others' sadness, but she can't cry.

The heart is so tired, she reached out to cover the position of the chest, feeling the beat in the chest. All of a sudden, a little light came into her mind.

More and more halo, out of the inside a person, he looked at her with the most gentle eyes, he took her hand to leave all the sad swamps, and sat on the horse named happiness.

He kisses her and gives her the most solid arm, "read ink." She said it softly, and she had strength.

When she got up and went downstairs, the servant told her that it had only been two hours. She sighed, "what about reading ink?"

"The young master said if you wake up, go straight to the garage." Said the servant.

"To the garage?" Ding Yiyi walked out with doubts. She walked along the path to the garage, only to find that there were flowers on both sides of the path today.

The pink Cymbidium is blooming, the colorful calla lily is close to each other, and suddenly the vision is more open, and the golden tulips are fluttering in the wind with arrogant posture.

After a few more steps, a pink and white crown was introduced into the eyes. A bee was naughty and shuttling among the stamens. It seemed that Ding Yiyi had a more favorite smell of pollen, so she flew to her side for several times.

Ding Yiyi is in the flowers, ears are the whispering of flowers, the tip of the nose is a light fragrance, eyes are colorful.

Sad mood in this moment was briefly cured, she showed a sincere smile, the pace is also brisk.

At the end of the flower path, ye nianmo leaned against the car. He was looking through a book in his hand. He noticed the sound of footsteps and then raised his head.

He motioned to Ding Yiyi to get on the bus with his eyes. There was a big bunch of sunflowers on the car. Ding Yiyi was stunned and held the sunflower in his arms.

"Where to go?" As soon as she opened her mouth, she found her voice dry and hard.

Ye nianmo took a bottle of water from the back seat and handed it to her, "temple."

the temple was cold and clear. Several desolate monks dressed in blue swept the thick leaves of the phoenix trees on the ground, and when the wind swept away, they frowned and continued to wave their brooms.

In the Sabbath hall, Ding Yi put sunflowers on the shelf under the ashes of autumn white. "I've come to see you."

Ye nianmo stood behind her, knowing that she had something to say to Qiubai, she turned and walked out. She stopped for two steps. "Sunflower will only run after the sun."

Until she couldn't hear the footsteps, Ding Yiyi said in a low voice: "thank you." she looked up at the white ceramic ashes placed in the small cabinet. Qiubai's smile was faint, just like her personality, capable and decisive.

"It was me that day that she was going to kill," Ding Yi sobbed at the people in the frame, "but it was you who lost your life."

She wiped away her tears and continued: "today, I found out that she was suffering from mental illness. At that moment, I was very confused and didn't know what to do. I always thought that maybe it was because she was ill that I would do those things."

"Autumn white." She looked up two steps closer. The transparent cabinet reflected the faint orange candle behind her and her tearful face. "I'm sorry for my sister. I'm really sorry."

No one answered, only the faint fragrance of agarwood lingered in the air, which is a kind of world-famous melancholy flavor, which is difficult to get rid of.

She stood and kept saying sorry until her mouth was dry. As the sky darkened, bells rang not far away. The ancient temples have always adhered to the habit of striking bells and refused to use high-tech electric bells.

Ding Yiyi breaks a sunflower from the sunflower branch, which does not know where to open without the guidance of sunlight. "Autumn white, I will live a good life. If you see Chengbao and Chu Yun, tell them that I will tell them and miss you." When

walked out of the temple, she watched Ye Nu Mo standing under the phoenix tree. The trees were covered with green branches, shadowy, and the sunset was penetrated from the branches, and half of them were scattered on the ground, stacked on a pile of fallen leaves and sprinkled on him.He is like a sage in the myth, with a halo and a temperament that people can't help but want to be close to. He seems to feel the sight behind him. He turns around and the light of the setting sun penetrates through his side, shining on Ding Yiyi's face.

Sunflower seems to feel the heat, curled up petals seem to live, to death it is chasing light and heat, never give up, never compromise.

Under the setting sun, they looked at each other, and at the same time, they opened a warm smile. The distance between them became closer and closer until he held her in his arms and the sunset left completely.

On the way back, song Mengjie called with anxiety in her voice, "Yi Yi, are you ok?"

Ding Yi Yi moved and ye nianmo ten fingers clasped hands, "I am very good."

Song Mengjie pauses, "how's yebo?"

Ding Yiyi was silent. He didn't see him again after the trial. Ye nianmo said in a deep voice: "I gave him a month's holiday."

The other end of the phone was silent for a moment, "I hope he's OK. By the way, Yi Yi, I'll wait for you at home with Chu Qing. When you come back, we'll go shopping together."

Ding Yiyi knew that they were for their own good, and did not want to add negative emotions to others, so she nodded with a smile: "OK."

Back at Ye's home, song Mengjie and ye Chuqing are waiting for Ding Yiyi. As soon as they meet, they pack up and go shopping.

To the international shopping center, ye Chuqing hugged his stomach, "sister-in-law, Zhuo Xuan is also talking about business nearby today. Let's have a meal together."

"You chose to shop here to see him." Ding Yiyi said with a smile.

Song Mengjie looked at ye Chuqing's blush, a happy little woman's appearance, and then looked at her obviously protruding belly. She was so sad in her heart that she said with a smile: "Zhuo Xuan is so lucky to marry such a good woman."

"No more." Ye Chuqing quickly waved her hand and took out her mobile phone to call Hai Zhuo Xuan.

Her ring finger with a huge diamond ring, its halo stabbed song Mengjie eyes pain, ears are also buzzing straight, only heard ye Chuqing a sentence, "OK, then we will wait for you here."

Hai Zhuo Xuan came very quickly. After seeing song Mengjie, he didn't show any sign. He sat down on the seat with the same look. He asked Ding Yiyi, "everything is OK."

"Thank you. It's all over." Ding Yiyi Dao.

He nodded, then turned to see ye Chuqing, frowned after seeing the coffee cup on the table, "don't drink these stimulating things."

"What shall I drink?" Ye Chuqing is coquettish.

The sea Zhuo Xuan really picked up the list, studied half a ring, and then said seriously, "have a glass of milk."

Looking at their love, Ding Yiyi feels very relieved. She wants to talk to song Mengjie, but she finds that she is looking at Haizhuo Xuan and ye Chuqing.

Her eyes are a little strange, not like envy or blessing, but like lost soul, empty, let people do not know what she is thinking.

Soon she came back to face Ding Yi with a smile, and her face returned to her former gentleness, even with a hint of shame.

Hai Zhuo Xuan quietly warned her, got up and said, "excuse me, I'll go to the bathroom."

Looking at his back, song Mengjie moved her ankle to put on her shoes and recalled her bold move just now.

Just now, when Hai Zhuo Xuan and ye Chuqing were talking, her high-heeled shoes were rubbing on his lower legs. First, they fitted seamlessly with the suit pants, and then they slowly went up.

She picked up the coffee and just wanted to drink it, but she turned her wrist. Half of the coffee was scattered on the table and half on her skirt.

"Why are you so careless? Don't move, Chuqing. I'll come." Ding Yiyi quickly pulled out a paper towel to wipe the coffee stains for her. She asked, "it's not scalded."

Song Mengjie shook her head, "no, it's just a pity that this skirt." She got up. "I'll go to the bathroom and clean up."

Outside the men's bathroom, Haizhuo Xuan frowned and pulled away from her, "I warn you not to touch my bottom line."

"I'm sorry," song Mengjie lowered her head. "I'm really sorry, but she won't find it. I'll be very conservative. She won't find it."

Haizhuo Xuan pulled off his tie impatiently, "what do you want?"

Song Mengjie answered without thinking: "I want you," she stepped forward, with a pleading tone, "just this half a year, when she gave birth to a child, we will finish it, OK?"

Her hand wrapped around him like a flame, and she couldn't wait to send her wet kiss and body. Haizhuo Xuan slapped open the bathroom door and pulled her arm to throw it in.

In the restaurant, Ding Yi looked at his watch. "It's too long. I'll go and see how Mengjie is."

As soon as the voice fell, I saw song Mengjie walking in a hurry, while arranging the wrinkles on her skirt with her hands, "I'm sorry, I've been waiting for a long time."

"I almost thought you were kidnapped by aliens." Ding Yiyi laughs and jokes.

Ye Chuqing's line of sight to her to cast, some doubt of the search for the figure of the sea Zhuo Xuan.

"I saw him in the corridor just now. He was on the phone. There seems to be something wrong with the company. He asked me to tell you that I can't accompany you any more." Song Mengjie said."That's right." Ye Chuqing was a little lost, and then suddenly opened up, "he and his brother are the same, a work is very hard."

After dinner, the three cleaned up the shopping mall. Until dusk, Fu Fengyi personally called Ye Chuqing to urge her to go home. They said goodbye and went back to their respective homes.