In the garage, the housekeeper is waiting by his car. "The Lord is looking for you."
The huge crystal chandelier in the big room made the whole house bright. The old man stood out of the window with his pipe, looking solemn, as if he was looking at his castle.
"Lord." The housekeeper brought Edward in and closed the door to give space to the two.
The old man turned and said, "do you love that woman? I saw you hugging her
"I don't love her." Edward was light, but very sure.
The old man persevered. "At least I have a good feeling. I haven't seen any woman you've held."
"Must we discuss it?" Edward frowned. "She has a family in China. I just do what a gentleman should do."
The old man was disappointed in his eyes. He took a document and handed it to Edward. "I'm going to open a mall here in half a year. I hope you can go there."
"I said I didn't go into business." Edward only skimmed through the first two pages and did not read it any more. He closed the document and handed it to the old man.
The old man sighed, "only this time, I hope you can help me. I want you to help me find a woman."
"What woman?" Edward Road.
The old man shook his head. "I don't know. I saw her 20 years ago. By then she should have been married, but I never forget her. So promise me to help her
He looked less arrogant and arrogant, but had a sense of helplessness for the death of his life, which Edward had never seen weak.
"Well, I promise you, but only this time." Edward nodded his promise.
Half a year later,
in the morning, a woman with a ponytail opened the curtain, happily cleaned the window sill with a duster, and pickled cucumber was still on the cooking table. The light sesame oil flavor and sour vinegar flavor mixed together to become a peculiar flavor.
Downstairs, a flower boy holding a basket of flowers walked slowly, big flowers of African chrysanthemum petals also with crystal dew, let people look at the mood can not help but fly up.
She turned and went downstairs. When the flower boy saw her, she cried, "sister Emily, today's flowers are very big."
The woman said with a smile, "I saw it, so I ran very fast. Give me five! Thank you
The child picked five for her, "super nice for you."
Thank you The woman touched her head and went upstairs with the flowers in her arms.
As soon as he entered the bed, the man was already drinking black tea. She put down the flowers and went to him and snatched it. Her pink lip was tooted. "I said that drinking tea in the morning hurts my stomach."
The man sighs, "Emily, I'm British, not Chinese."
"No!" The woman turned around, and the horse's tail slid out an arc in the air. She turned her back to him, felt silent behind her, and quietly turned her head and glanced at it. It just collided with the gentle sight of the man.
"You Edward helplessly said, from the cabinet out of the passport and her ID card, "take your ID card and passport, next time can't lose it."
The woman took it. "Ding thought," she said, and then her face was a little confused, "why do I always feel my name is strange?"
Edward got up and nudged her on the shoulder. "I think your patting cucumber might be protesting that you ignored her."
See a woman in a hurry to put down the ID card and passport to the kitchen, Edward look with a different mood.
Within half a year, Ding Yi completely forgot everything about her, her name, her family, the people she loved and the people who loved her. Now she has only one relative in the world.
He gave her a new identity, knowing that Chinese people attach great importance to surname, so he kept her surname as the only proof of her existence in the world.
"Edward, you can have breakfast." Having lost his memory completely, Ding Yiyi leaned out half of his body.
He put down his mind and walked quickly to the table, where breakfast was set and Edward's knife and fork were turned into chopsticks.
"How long will it take us to return to China this time?" Ding Yiyi asked. There was no expectation of going to China in his eyes.
Edward took a pair of chopsticks and patted the cucumber. He dropped a piece. He frowned at the stain on the edge of the plate and asked, "you don't want to go to China."
"Not really. I prefer London." Ding Yiyi smiles, "but no way, who told you to go half a year so long!"
Seeing her reluctant to give up, Edward couldn't help comforting her, "if it's done, we may not need to stay for half a month. We'll come back when it's done."
"Yes When Ding Yiyi answers, the doorbell rings. Ding Yiyi goes to open the door. The driver who is in charge of carrying luggage is standing outside.
Luggage has been put in the door, Ding Yiyi take the initiative to pick up a small, "I help you to carry down."
Some foreign men were frightened to see a well-dressed woman carrying a small suitcase rushed down the stairs, even did not take the elevator."Let her go." Edward raised his forehead, and there was a doting in his voice that he did not feel.
At this time, a figure came from the side of the corridor, and the old man looked energetic. The honor badge on his chest showed his identity.
"Edward," the old man looked around and sniffed his nose. "What's the smell?"
Edward went back to the living room and brought the cucumber from the table. "Maybe it's the smell."
The old man frowned and looked at the plan in front of him, which was not delicate, but also emitted a strong pungent smell of patting cucumber. Then he turned his eyes and said, "help me find her."
"I will." Edward Road, turning to go downstairs to find Ding Yiyi.
"Edward," the old man called to him, "I said half a year ago that you would like that woman."
Edward looked at him sideways, and his straight casual suit showed his extraordinary spirit at this time, "so what?"
"Catch her and don't let her go, or you'll see what's going on for me." The old man's face was full of vicissitudes and remorse.
Edward did not make a specific response, but slowly walked down the stairs.
Looking at the cucumber in front of him, Dai's eyes fell into the air again.
Downstairs, Edward watched Ding Yi put the luggage into the car, and then loudly said hello to a neighbor who passed by. There was a slight sweat on her forehead, which made her look charming.
He suddenly turned around and went upstairs again. The old man in the apartment had already left. The cucumber in the dish was missing with him, but he didn't care about it.
He went to the study, took a key from the deepest part of the cabinet, then removed the oil painting hanging on the wall and opened the safe.
There was only one notebook in the safe. He took out the notebook and just wanted to open it, but the page turning action suddenly stopped. Then he put it into his carry on bag.
Downstairs, Ding Yiyi is chatting with his neighbor. After seeing him, he murmured, "how slow you are! Grandfather
Edward doted on her smile, said to the neighbor: "delay your work."
"No, no, I love talking to Emily." With that, the fat woman twisted her fat butt and walked away.
Sitting in the car, Ding Yiyi suddenly saw a small white corner in his bag. She was curious to reach for it and was stopped on the way.
She held out her hand, still with curiosity on her face, "what's this?"
Edward looked at her seriously. "It's all my secrets."
When he said this, Ding Yiyi was more curious. She took his arm and felt his body suddenly stiff. She remembered that Edward didn't seem to like being touched. Every time she accidentally touched him, his body would become very unnatural.
"Well! I won't tell you any secrets in the future She let go of her hand and turned her head angrily.
After a while, she seemed to have forgotten the matter, humming songs, looking at the scenery outside the window, with a trace of nostalgia in her eyes.
When they arrived at the airport, they got on the plane smoothly. There were not too many people in the first-class cabin. A young woman sitting next to Ding Yiyi was reading a newspaper and saying, "it's so handsome. It's a man's model."
Ding Yiyi can't help but turn to her direction. It turns out that it's an economic magazine. The men on it are in suits and leather shoes, and their eyebrows are slightly frowned. Facing the camera, they are natural and unrestrained.
The girl felt her eyes and took the initiative to hand over the magazine, "how are you, handsome? His name is ye nianmo, and he is the number one entrepreneur among young philanthropists in China today. "
Ding Yiyi glanced at the man in the magazine again. Although he felt that the other party was really handsome, he still said angrily, "I think our Edward is more handsome than that man!"
The girl didn't believe it. She glanced at the handsome foreign man sitting next to the woman. She looked amazing. She didn't want to lose momentum. She straightened her chest and continued: "ye nianmo is not only handsome, but also very affectionate. I heard that his wife was burned six months ago. He would visit her every day."
"So what? Maybe it's just an entrepreneur's show? " Ding Yiyi said the heart cluttered for a moment, as if someone was holding the line to tease her calm heart, but she did not care.
Edward on one side looked at the two girls who had been bickering in front of him. He reached out and took out two wave candy from the bag like a magic trick.
He first handed one to the girl in the corridor. The girl was shy and took it. Where was the tricky look just now.
He continued to open the bag of popan sugar in his hand, and then handed it to Ding Yiyi. Seeing that she didn't take it, he didn't rush to say, "what I left for you is your favorite taste."
Ding Yi Yi was satisfied with this, but also did not forget to mumble: "I am not a child, just don't like to eat lollipops."
The girl in the aisle has been paying attention to these two people's movements. After seeing the tender eyes of the man, she can't help lamenting that she has not been so lucky to meet a good man.Edward had to tear down the plane with him slowly, but had to move out of the city quickly.
She went out from the passage with Edward, but the car that should have been waiting in the same place did not come. Edward went to deal with it. She was waiting alone.
Just then he saw the man in the magazine come out from the other side. Men walk fast, as if they don't want to spend time walking.