Chapter 1486

"Wow, we really have a good idea. Today we just said we want to eat food, but the result is cooking," Ding Yiyi said while eating.

Edward looked at her quietly and got up to take over the violinist's violin.

Ding Yiyi didn't know he could play these instruments, but when he thought of his identity, he was relieved. Listening to the melodious melody, the figure of the man and ye nianmo in front of him actually overlapped.

"Yi, I'm leaving England." Said Edward suddenly.

She was stunned, "well, OK, how long does it take this time? When I start to walk, I can entrust the flowers and plants of my family

Edward was silent for a moment. He waved the violinist and chef down. The whole roof was quiet. Only the breeze was blowing. "It won't be back for a long time."

He looked at her, and his eyebrows were filled with the gentle breeze in summer and the warmest feelings in winter, just like the most affectionate person in the world. If she wants the moon, she will give it to her, she wants the universe and promises her.

"How long is it? I don't know if I can bring some seeds of flowers with me to see the house Ding Yi Yi said in a garrulous way.

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

"What." Ding Yiyi upset in the goblet, red wine dyed white tablecloth, like a gorgeous flower, liquor down the corner of the tablecloth, drip to the ground.

The waiters appeared just in time. There was a messy table top, and the tablecloth with liquor was soon replaced with a brand-new tablecloth.

"I'm sorry. I lost my temper." Ding Yi reluctantly smiles at him, "where did we say just now?"

"I got a job to go to Ebola for a while and shoot a project," Edward said

"Ebola? Isn't there an outbreak? " Ding Yiyi first thought that the other party would not let himself follow because of this matter, and quickly said: "if it is really work, it doesn't matter, I will take care of myself."

At the same time, she found more than ten reasons in her mind to persuade herself to follow him. She had been with him for more than half a year. In this half year, only he was in her memory, and every bit of life had his participation.

Edward got up and went up to her, leaned over and looked at her. Then he straightened up and made an invitation: "would you like to do a dance?"

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

He suddenly began to laugh, even the brightest moonlight was eclipsed, with a soothing flavor.

Ding Yiyi holds his hand and feels his palms are a little wet with sweat. This is what he will do when he is nervous. Is he nervous?

The melodious music plays again, which is a common tune in the British upper class. Every note seems to gather together in a leisurely manner.

"Remember when I told you about my dad and my mom?" Edward was dancing with her, and he was not in a hurry.

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

Edward looked down at her hair curl, and his voice became softer and softer. "I said that my mother left my father because of her ideal. Some people had God in their hearts, some had money in their hearts, and she had photography in their hearts," he paused. "I don't know whether I'm lucky or not. I'm just like her."

"But I'm not like your father." Ding Yiyi pulled away from him, then realized what he had said and apologized in a hurry, "sorry, I'm not pointing to your father's physical inconvenience, but I want to say that I can accompany you to work. We have been doing this for six months."

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

She was stunned, "we have been together for half a year?"

At the end of the song, he nodded, then released his hand and kept half an arm's distance from her. His tone was always peaceful, "it's just because you've only been with me in the past six months, and I'm the only one in your memory, so you can't leave me."

Ding Yiyi knows that what he said is correct, and only her memories can be mastered by her. It's like spending your 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 on is always precious.

"Do you mind? Don't you like the way you get along? " Ding Yiyi asked sadly.

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

If he said she was not good, then she would try to change. If he said that he fell in love with another girl, she would be generous to let go of her hand, but the word "tired" was the only thing she could not bear.

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

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

The wind on the rooftop gradually increased, and the flame of the candlestick rippled several times. Finally, it was unable to fight with the wind, and was unwilling to put it out, leaving only transparent tears and slowly rising gray smoke.

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

He said nothing. In fact, when she asked, he let out a long breath. He would not stop her from pursuing the happiness she wanted, but it did not mean that he would not be jealous as a man.

"I do feel a little different about him." Ding Yiyi said with difficulty, "it's ridiculous, a bad woman like me, who holds you but doesn't let him go. I'm a loose woman."

Edward interrupted her, "no," he said and went to his seat. He took out an 80% new notebook from his bag. The fold in the lower right corner of the notebook was slightly tilted, and it was obviously turned over.

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

Ding Yiyi palm up, line of sight looking at the top of the palm is visiting the notebook, notebook sanding texture rubbed her palm, bring a strange feeling.

"This is all the past of you and him. Maybe after you have seen it, you will hate me, and hate that I didn't let you back to his arms earlier. Hating me is actually the third party."

Ding Yiyi looks at the notebook in her hand with some horror, as if it is a heinous thing. There is a frightening power in this book, which can even subvert all her previous life.

The fragrance of roses was still there, but their mood was completely different. Edward turned and took her bag and coat. His voice was soft, "you can watch it any time you like."

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

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

his figure stopped, some of his listless back seemed to straighten out a little, "go."

Back home, Ding Yiyi sits on the window sill, the wind blowing in the window brings the smell of Ginkgo biloba, which makes people more and more sober.

On her knee, the notebook end is placed upright, as long as she is willing to reach out, a movement can easily lift the book away.

Finally, in the breeze blowing her forehead disorderly again, she held out her hand, holding a corner of the book with her forefinger and thumb, and the beige pages gradually revealed.

The blue handwriting is very elegant and neat. Every time I write "Zhen", the tail will slightly tilt up. Just seeing the handwriting, she will know that these things are written by her.

She suddenly got up, opened the drawer in a hurry, put the notebook in 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 ceiling of the huge chandelier for a while, after patting.

The voice switch cleverly carried out her instructions, the room fell into darkness, silence can only hear their own heartbeat.

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

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

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

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 the one I love."

The paper vibrated slightly because of the trembling of her fingers. Just after reading a few lines, she suddenly closed the book and locked it again in the cabinet.

The cold key in the moonlight to urge the dark golden light, she went to the window and looked down, downstairs a few eating belly full of wild cats are dueling, seems to be venting the body redundant experience.

As soon as she released her hand, the dark gold key practiced the free fall movement, and then she fell in a straight line, and soon disappeared in the grass.

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

Back to bed, Ding Yi thought that he would continue to tangle, but did not think that he actually fell asleep in the past.

In the morning, it was the warm sunshine that woke her up. She stretched out on the bed. After a short empty, she felt deeply powerless.

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

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