"Is everything all right?"
"Not optimistic."
Ye Miao took a cushion and put it behind her to make her sit more comfortable. Then he sat down, "Mom, welcome home."
Ding Yiyi laughs. No one mentions the person hidden in his heart, but both of them know that not mentioning does not mean that he has forgotten. Instead, it is because it is hard to forget. Every time he mentions it, he is very painful, so he does not mention it.
"Do you really like that boy named Feifei?"
"No, but she works." Ye Miao pauses. "That's what my grandfather means."
"What does father-in-law mean?" Ding Yiyi is very surprised, in fact, in a short half hour contact, she saw that ye Miao and the child are not soul mates.
The eyes of the two never meet, or even have a tacit understanding, which may not be as good as ye Miao's half of Ye Miao's ink painting.
She remembers one scene very clearly. Ye Miao never likes coriander, which has strong smell. However, there is coriander in the dish given by Wang Feifei. It seems that he has no idea about his fiance's preference.
"Son! My mother must tell you that although marriage is not a lifetime thing, it is not a child's play. I hope you can consider it carefully. As for the father-in-law's side, I can... "
"It doesn't matter." Ye Miao comforts, "I am not out of the psychological compulsion, I also have plans for the future."
Outside the door came the sound of Ping Ping Ping, and then the maid's cry, "Miss, are you all right? How can you adjust the speed of the treadmill so fast, it hurts."
"It's OK. I just want to try how fast it can be. It's really fast."
Ye Miao's eyebrows jumped, "what is this woman thinking! It's OK to fall off the treadmill! " Then he opened the door and went out to yell.
Outside the door, the voice of the eldest son, the voice of the younger daughter, the voice of the servant.
Ding Yiyi side ear listen, buried his head in the palm heart, and then lift up when it is full of tears. She is afraid, without his world, even if full of laughter, she also feel lonely.
The next day, song Mengjie holding the baby to find the door, two years old friends sitting on the side, sometimes teasing the children, sometimes chatting about the past.
In the back garden of Ye's villa, servants accompany the children to play. The sprinkling irrigation on the grass now sprays out fine water drops, forming colorful eyes in the sunlight.
"Have you had a good six months?" A gentle greeting, full of too much love, even if song Mengjie is a woman, she also wants to take care of her good friends, let her not be hurt any more.
How can you live well? The wound on the hand, the frost on the face, and more importantly, the pain in the eyes that has not subsided.
Ding Yiyi bit her lower lip. She is no longer a little girl. She can't put herself into the arms of every one who says hello, crying bitterly and complaining about the injustice of the world.
Song Mengjie looks at her good friend. He can see that the other side has too much forbearance and too much to say. She, who betrayed her good friend at the beginning, is now qualified to care about Ding Yiyi?
"I'm not bad or good, that's all." Ding Yiyi didn't want to answer that question, but he didn't want to pretend to cheat.
Song Mengjie choked, side head to wipe tears from the corner of his eyes, "I want to go to worship and read ink, do not know when you have time?"
She knew when ye nianmo's tomb was completed. Ding Yiyi did not go, now think about also can not stop to let go, want to mention, at least there is a thought.
"Good." Ding Yi in the heart some block flustered, probably is too many past in her heart set off waves.
The next day, song Mengjie originally wanted to send the child to Ye's house for the servants to watch. She and Ding Yiyi went to the cemetery. But the child refused to let go, and cried when she could not see her. She had no choice but to take the children with them.
The mausoleum bought by the Ye family is in the suburb, close to half a hill. It looks like a vacation house. No one spoke on the way, the bright chrysanthemum slowly trembled with the movement of the car, as if in the endless missing.
The cemetery was well managed, and the driver drove the car into the garage. The two men and their children walked slowly along the path towards the tombstone.
A man was already standing there, and the two teams met face to face.
Ao snow swept his sister a glance, in this place, two people tacit agreement did not export the dispute, one person finished to leave, the other came forward.
When children like to make noise, they run to the broad platform inlaid with tombstones. Song Mengjie quickly wants to take people down.
"It doesn't matter." Ding Yiyi also sat on the steps, holding the baby to her side. "It's fun here, isn't it? In fact, I also think it's fun. A group of people regularly visit the empty tomb where no one is at all."
"Yiyi." Song Mengjie choked.
"It's not that I can't get out. I just think I'll be better off imagining his presence." Ding Yiyi gently stroked the cold marble.
Get up. "Let's go."Two people out of the cemetery, but see another jeep, Holly standing, see them after a bright eyes.
Song Mengjie thinks that if there is such a day, friends really can't wait, then she hopes the other party can choose the man in front of her. After all, everyone can see the love of holly for Ding Yiyi.
When they came back to Ye's house, they happened to see Sam riding a bicycle. Recently, he came to work hard.
Song Mengjie also wanted to enliven the atmosphere, so he laughed, "the child must like ink. I can see that there is light in his eyes when he looks at ink."
Sam didn't know he was being talked about. He stopped his bike and ran to Ye's house. The servants inside were familiar with him and let him go.
Just met Ye Miao He was a little cautious.
"No classes?" Ye Miao asked quietly, frowning, thinking that he had come too often recently.
"No, is ink there?"
"Swimming pool."
"Yes, thank you."
As soon as he was about to run, he put forward his collar. Ye Miao turned and told the servant, "let the eldest lady change her clothes and go to the teahouse."
Teahouse
looking at his friend's worried face, ye Shuimo smiles, "don't look like this, I'm just lovelorn."
Sam recognized the key word, "you promised to forget him?"
The latter shrugs his shoulders, which is tantamount to acquiesce in his words, "it may be an advantage of me to do what I say."
Sam was silent for a moment. "Would you hate me?"
"Ha ha ha, what are you talking about?"
"Don't worry, I will be by your side in the future. If you need help, I will help you! If you have any hard feelings, just tell me! I will put you in a very important position. "
"Don't you think you're a good friend
Sam widened his eyes. In fact, he knew that ye Shuimo would not like himself, so he focused on his head and said, "OK! I will be your best friend in the future
Living room, ye Miao changed a sitting posture again, Ding Yiyi noticed, "Xiaomiao? Do you have something on your mind? "
"No When he finished, he felt that he wanted to cover up and go upstairs. "Go to the study."
Go to the study directly upstairs, but he turned a long way from the other corridor to the study.
The teahouse is translucent. It is divided into two sections, the upper part is transparent glass, and the lower part is frosted glass. When he passes by, ye Shuimo's back is facing him, and Sam is facing his appearance.
Sam is fighting with Ye Shuimo. Ye Shuimo teaches Sam how to make tea. Sam drinks up a cup of tea that is fragrant and needs to be tasted. However, he says that he wants to mix the two kinds of tea together, but he chooses the bitterest Kuding tea. He is so angry that ye Shuimo holds the sieve to wash the tea cup and makes a fuss.
Ye Miao looked at it for a while without disturbing him. Go upstairs with a strong jealousy.
He was jealous. He was jealous of the people who could get close to Ye Shuimo. He thought that time would dilute everything, but he did not know that his time was not the wind, which would dissipate, but wine. The longer the time, the stronger the wine.
He is not a child of Ye family. Although he has no blood relationship with Ye ink, he is bound by morality and common customs. He is not pedantic. Also want to tell each other everything, and then generous stand beside each other, let her all belong to their own.
She has been so attached to herself since she was a child, and she can develop that attachment into a love feeling, can't she? It doesn't matter if she doesn't, he will hold on to her heart like the spool of a kite.
But ah, the more you love, the more you worry. The deeper you love, the more you think. The more you don't want to make her sad.
The voice of the telephone interrupted his thoughts. He said, "I'm Ye Miao."
At the other end of the phone was Wang Feifei's excited voice, "Xiaomiao, I succeeded. Everything in the Wang family is mine. From now on, I will be the biggest power holder of the Wangs."
“……”
After Wang Feifei became Ye Miao's fiancee, ye Shuimo decided to forget the feeling of secretly falling in love with his brother.
At work on Monday, ye Miao is stunned to see the driver waiting at the door.
"Ah! It's going to be late! " Ye Shuimo rushes down the stairs. The 5cm high-heeled shoes set off the beautiful leg shape. Of course, for a woman who doesn't like to wear high-heeled shoes, it's also easy to fall.
"Ah
"Be careful!"
Ye Miao helped his sister in time, but the information on his hand dropped all over the ground, "are you ok! How rash. "
"It's OK. It's OK." Ye Shuimo lowered his head and picked up the information on the ground and held his share in his arms, "brother! It's too painful to sit in the same car with you. If you want me to carry things on my back, it's inconvenient for me to be a girl. From today on, I'll take the bus to work by myself! "
After the hasty announcement, she did not look at the faces of the people behind her, and strode out.
On the bus, she breathed heavily. The driver was not in a hurry. A black car roared past them.Didn't you just find out? She began to recollect all kinds of things just now, and felt that she had behaved well, so she was a little lucky.
The front desk of the company thought it was very strange today, because the general manager came by himself and didn't follow the president's tail behind him.
Before two brothers and sisters into the company is two scenic spots, a good face, a good figure, and today is what to make?
"Good morning, general manager."