Chapter 1488

She did not approach the bedside, just stood quietly from the bed with two arms away from the place to watch, obsession in the heart let her approach.

She could not see Edward's face, but with memory she could find his lips, and she leaned over.

The distance between the two people closer and closer, the other side's breathing is very gentle, as if the reed swam across the lake.

Soft lips stopped in a few inches, she was in a trance to see his thin lips, as long as a little further down, two pieces of soft can lean together.

Her hair hung down on her chest, and with her movement in the air to swing a radian, after a while, the door closed gently.

In the dark, Edward opened his eyes. He lay on his back with a deep sigh in his blue eyes.

The next day, Edward cleaned up the darkroom. He took the picture from the clip and put it into a big box.

Ding Yiyi stood by the door, hands around, "take tomorrow's plane?"

"Well, yes, the assistant has gone first, and all the teams are in place." Edward packed and talked with his back to her.

The tone of the two people is very peaceful, not like the lovers about to leave hysterical or sentimental.

By the time Edward had packed up, three boxes had been put in the front porch, and the room was obviously empty.

"You can stay in this house as long as you want." Said Edward.

Ding Yiyi nodded, "don't worry about me, do you have all you should take? In particular, you must bring more of these, and I will buy them if they are not enough. "

When talking about the medicine, she finally took a bit of melancholy in her expression, "I heard that the medicine is very difficult to find there."

"Don't worry about me." Edward hugged her, then quickly pulled away, and then said, "where do you want to eat tonight?"

"At home, I'll cook Chinese food for you." Ding Yiyi said his decision.

Edward didn't have any opinion. After discussion, they went out to buy vegetables.

In the supermarket, two people like a couple who have been living for a long time choose the style of dishes. No one mentions the things of tomorrow. It seems that tomorrow's parting is just a dream. When you wake up, you can decide to forget the dream.

When going out of the supermarket, there was a lot of people. Edward naturally put his hand on Ding Yiyi's shoulder to help her block the crowd.

There is a white woman around them who looks at them, then thumbs up at Ding Yi, "you are and is very good."

Ding Yiyi didn't explain, just nodded to her with a smile, and they walked out of the supermarket together.

Back home, Ding Yi is busy in the kitchen, while Edward is in the living room looking at the only photo hanging at home.

In the picture, Ding Yiyi smiles sweetly.

Ding Yiyi is cutting purple cabbage, suddenly heard Edward call her, she turned back to face the camera.

"Oh, what are you doing? I'm in such a mess and I haven't combed my hair." She said a little embarrassed.

Edward looked down at the figures in the camera and said, "this will be my memory for a long time."

"Then take me away," this sentence rushed to Ding Yiyi's lips and teeth, and then disappeared into reason. She and he both knew that it was impossible.

At night, Edward was holding the phone in his room. The woman's voice was sweet. "Hello, Mr. Ye you're looking for has left, but he didn't check out."

The door sounded the sound of glass gently bumping. He hung up the phone and looked at the door. Ding Yi looked at him with two goblets and a bottle of red wine, "have a drink?"

Two people to the balcony, dew hit the balcony a little wet, two people sit on the ground, drinking red wine on the night scene.

"If you meet someone you like in the future, you must tell me," Ding Yi continued after drinking red wine from a dry glass. "You are always not good at expressing your feelings. I'm afraid that other girls think you don't like her and run away."

Edward is always a shallow taste, light should be a sentence, "good."

Ding Yiyi couldn't stop, and went on: "and ah, don't come out. A person's life is such a chance to live. If you see something, you can run away. Don't come out.

Staring at the red wine, she whispered, "at least come back alive."

Edward always looked at her, blue eyes, only her presence, his hands hanging on the side of his body ready to move, slightly raised and then decadent put down, only way: "good."

Until later, Ding Yiyi has no idea what she is asking. She is not drunk, but she expects to get drunk again. When she wakes up tomorrow, he will be gone.

"It's late at night. Go to bed." Edward took the lead and wrapped the suit over her thin shoulders.

Ding Yiyi's face was red, and her cheeks were like peach blossom in February. She also stood up, "you turn around."

Although he didn't know what she was going to do, Edward turned around as she said.She looked at his thin shoulders and golden temples, and her heart was filled with gratitude. Although she doesn't love him, he is a very important part of her life.

The heart moved and thanks gathered at the tip of the tongue, just as the breeze blew, sent her words to him, "Edward! Happy break up. "

The next day, Edward had to leave, but Ding Yiyi didn't have time to be sad, because the whole airport waiting hall was full of an old man's furious roar, "I don't allow you to go to that place, I only have a grandson like you, I don't allow it!"

Of course, Edward's decision could not be overturned. Ding Yi Ran on both sides, comforting the old man and persuading Edward.

In the panic and roar, Edward still left, the plane slowly took off on the runway, the roar filled the eardrum.

Outside the glass window, the old man didn't get excited. "I knew he would go one day," he turned to look at Ding Yiyi. "In fact, he wanted to go half a year ago, but he didn't go. I know it was because of your presence, so thank you for helping me keep my grandson for half a year."

Ding Yiyi was a little dazed. Maybe it was a morning when all the things were busy. Until now, when the dust fell, she was really sure that Edward had left.

She cried, without warning, and her heart was neither sad nor despairing, but simply wanted to commemorate this acquaintance with tears.

Back to the apartment, the furnishings of the room have not changed, but still breed a sense of loneliness.

The dark room, which was closed all the time, was open. The equipment inside was not changed, but the pictures on the wall were taken away.

Ding Yiyi sat in the dark room for a while, until she was stiff, she came back to the living room. In the living room, Edward's most commonly used Mug was still on the table, and today's newspaper was under the mug.

On the wall, her picture is still there, in which she smiles shyly at the camera, while the man outside the camera has already left.

From sunrise to sunset, she has been sitting on the cane chair in the corridor. The sun has warmed her body and dried her memories.

Until the lazy sunset was halfway up the hill, she suddenly thought of the notebook.

The grass in front of her had just been wiped and trimmed, and the sharp grass touched her ankle. She looked around roughly and found no sign of the key.

She went upstairs, passed Edward's room, slowed down, closed the open door, and entered her room.

In the room, the setting sun shines on the white sheets, and the lock on the drawer stays there quietly. There are memories of sleeping for thousands of years.

She picked up the black hairpin on the table, put one end of the card into the lock lock, stirred it for a while, and then pulled the lock lock, the lock did not move.

Card is useless, she ran to the storage room to take the toolbox up, using the hammer inside to knock the lock, the room issued a "bang bang bang" sound.

Half an hour later, she sat down on the chair, the lock in front of her remained the same.

All of a sudden, she heard the sound of the alarm clock. When she held her breath and listened more clearly, more than one alarm clock was ringing.

She got up and walked out of the room and pushed Edward's room away. All the furniture in the room was covered with white dust cover. The sound came from behind a piano.

Lifting the cloth over the piano, she got an alarm clock. White keyboard under the pressure of a note, paper pen handwriting is very good-looking, "dinner time, pay attention to dinner."

"Edward." She covered her mouth and choked. He knew that she would be lonely and she would not adapt to it, so would he use this method to cheer himself up?

The sound in the room continued, and she was no longer sad that Edward had disappeared. She was frustrated that she couldn't open the lock. She concentrated on finding the second alarm clock.

The second alarm clock was found in the refrigerator in the kitchen. There were many bowls in the refrigerator. She took out one at random. There were salad in the bowl, and there were strawberries and purple cabbage cut into pieces.

She took out the second one, which contained mashed potatoes and a note on it, "this may not taste good. After all, my cooking is so bad."

The alarm clock is still ringing, she closed the refrigerator door, her heart is not so back, but is the satisfaction of being cared about. She is like an adventure child, looking forward to finding something later.

The third alarm clock was found in the bookcase. There was nothing there. There was no note. She had read the book. She thought it was a little strange. Then she took it again and found a pile of discs at the bottom of the shelf.

She pulled out a disc at random. It was the first time that she and Edward had rented and watched it at home. Half a year later, she picked up the disc again.

The sound of the alarm clock has faded away, only the last sound can be heard. She looked for it for a long time, and finally found it from the potted plants on the windowsill.

There was only a little tail left in the sunset, and the weak sunlight squeezed in through the window, and the orange light fell on her fingers.She dug out the alarm clock, which had a copper key on its hook.

Tears burst out of her eyes, she trembled out of her mobile phone to call Edward, "Hello, the phone you dialed has been turned off."

"He's gone," she whispered, holding the key up the second floor.

The room was in a mess. She pushed aside everything on the table and put the key into the lock.

The notebook was lying quietly at the bottom of a pile of sundries. She picked it up and turned on a small lamp. Her slender fingers put it on the cover and fumbled for a while before opening it.