Stupid people know that it’s cost-effective to choose the second one. No, why should I help him solve it? By the time the leaves are cool and open, it’s time to help each other.
Half an hour later, they formally entered the pure sleep mode. Ye Liangkai secretly prayed in his heart before going to bed, saying, "Xiaobai hopes you can come back safely."
Chapter two hundred and fifteen If light as chrysanthemum
Fifteen days later, the plane crash death list was confirmed, and the cruel facts broke the last trace of smallness in Ye Liang’s happiness, and the expectation became permanent bad news.
The quiet leaves in the dark box are cool, and once again, I open the mobile phone message inbox, which still completely retains the last 100 messages of Xiaobai.
Ye Liangkai can recite almost every piece of information over and over again these days.
"Cool off, I miss you here every day, miss every word you say, and miss your wonderful body more."
"I really want to kiss your soft lips. My father just asked me if I like girls. I said that I was disappointed to have him in China because he wanted me to be with the princess who was not generous. I have seen the princess and I don’t like her at all. I still like you best."
"It’s so sad that you ignore me when it’s cold."
"It rained here today. What about you?"
……
The message "I will leave for China today and you will pick me up" has never changed since it finally stayed in this article.
Those messages seem a little disgusting, and they are like a teenager who is in love with spring constantly sharing all his feelings with his lover. Ye Liangkai silently saw that he finally reached out and deleted them. He also reached out and deleted the number that would never come back to life.
God seems to be particularly fond of fooling him. Every relationship is always taken away in this way. Is it because his generation has done too many wrong things? God will punish him for never getting love in this life.
Leaves cool open by lying on the gray sofa to pick up the wine around him, looking up and drying half a bottle of cold wine to stimulate the stomach. After a while, the stomach burned up again, and the tea table beside him had poured four or five bottles crooked.
He drank and vomited until he finally remembered nothing in his head.
The next day, Ye Liangkai woke up with a dull pain in his stomach. When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a room with plenty of light. This room was small and not decorated too much. There was a bed in it, and a familiar black suit hung on the wall not far from the bed. He didn’t care.
Ye Liangkai got up from bed, opened the door of the room, and immediately found himself in a room that was just a hidden lounge in the big room outside.
Outside, there is a small room five times as big, and the decoration is a little old, and it smells like years of precipitation. Outside, there is a straight desk, and the sun shines on the serious figure, which looks like a layer of dreamy white gauze, but it makes him completely awake.
Shouldn’t he be drinking in the box? Why did he wake up one night in his office room? What happened last night? Ye Liangkai couldn’t help feeling a little annoyed.
"You’re awake," the man said, turning to look at him with ink-like eyes. The tone was neither unfamiliar nor close, like a greeting from a very ordinary person.
Ye Liangkai nodded silently and walked slowly to him and opened his mouth. He just wanted to ask himself what would be here when he heard his cool eyes looking at him and saying, "You came here by yourself last night."
Ye Liangkai heard this sentence and opened his mouth slightly. wait for a while looked at him. Do you think that nature can’t tell lies? Is it because you are drunk and crazy to come here and have a drink? I think this leaf is cool and happy.
"You didn’t do anything without apologizing to me." Zhang Qisi is really amazing today. He said what he wanted to ask in his heart. Ye Liangkai thought that his external performance was too obvious and his heart began to feel uncomfortable.
"I’m sorry, I drank too much wine yesterday and I don’t remember what happened. I hope I didn’t disturb you last night. You look a little pale. Please pay more attention to rest." Ye Liangkai looked at Zhang Sisi and lost his blood color. He wanted to know what happened to him, but he spoke politely and didn’t explore too much.
He put himself in a foreign trouble, the guest got drunk late at night, disturbed the host’s role, and expressed some ordinary people’s feelings by the way
The mystery of the two men seems to have never happened before, and everyone is trying to play their part.
Zhang did not respond and bowed his head slightly.
"Then I’ll go. Goodbye," said Ye Liangkai, looking at the man who still bowed his head and saying goodbye politely.
"Wait a minute, you left something behind." Zhang Husi stopped the man who walked to the door in a slightly urgent tone behind him.
Ye Liangkai stepped back and looked at him. Zhang Qisi got up from his position and went into the inside lounge. In an instant, he carried a black suit in his hand. Ye Liangkai realized that this suit was his own. This is the time to wear it at his wedding.
I didn’t expect it to pass so quickly. I promised to be with Xiaobai for exactly one month until today, but when they were really together, it didn’t last more than three days.
He promised to go to France to get married with Xiao Bai a month ago, and it was lifted after a month. Hehe, it’s really a spell that can’t escape for a month
"Thank you." Ye Liangkai stretched out his hand and took the one with the temperature, and said goodbye to it. At this time, finely fragmented pieces flooded into the brain last night.
In the memory picture, the man’s chest is scarlet and his face is forbearing.
Memento mori poured in one after another. He was lying in a dark box last night and dialed the phone that had not been dialed for a long time. The man didn’t speak, but his cell phone was always connected.
It seems that he went out and took a taxi in the back with the aim of …
Ye Liangkai narrowed his eyes and angrily recalled seeing Zhang Qisi lose his bloody thin lips and suddenly remembered that he had been stabbed.
Ye Liangkai suddenly went crazy at this moment. Putting aside the etiquette that strangers should obey, he suddenly pulled open a white shirt.
Zhang Shesi reacted quickly to avoid his attack, but he was still one step late. The place was exposed with a thick bandage, and the leaves were cold and the pupils were instantly tightened, and the pace of panic was unstoppable and he retreated a few steps.
Ye Liangkai crouched over his mouth and squeezed out a few words from his throat, saying, "Damn it, I forgot."
Zhang qisi’s look is faint, good or bad, and his shirt’s expression has not changed much. What can he change when he thinks of last night?
"These are my things you don’t need to be sad." He picked him out of this matter, and the tone made Ye Liangkai angry.
Ye Liangkai suddenly turned white and said with some ferocious face, "Your business has always been my business. Who hurt you?" This question made Zhang Qisi’s heart tremble with it.
Zhang Husi has always been an ice face. Even at this moment, the tremor in his heart is still a calm wave.
After a while, he looked at him and said slowly, "That’s like you are an ordinary person."
Ye Liangkai now hates his expression. This person is always an expression of whether I am good or not, which makes Ye Liangkai somewhat depressed.
"I, an ordinary person, can help him?" Ye Liangkai smiled bitterly.
Zhang did not think that the lost figure of Ye Liangkai slowly walked out of his sight without stopping or retaining.
They have never been two intertwined lines, and every time they meet, they are always short-lived, like fireworks, and they don’t remember, which has long made him used to it.
Leaves cool open lonely carrying the black suit absently out of the zhangs’ mansion.
When did he and Zhang Zhesi become as difficult to cross as a gap? Now their identities have widened the distance between them.
Ye Liang opened his nose and jumped into the cold air. Now there is no one to pick him up at this door, which makes him feel sad. They are all far away from him, leaving him alone in his sad world.
When the interests are not one person’s interests, it is ridiculous to use the gladiator’s arm as a car when fighting is not one person’s.
This is a competition between all forces, and the patriarch is the target of public criticism. The man who likes to immerse himself in his own world, the man who likes peace, is forced out of his comfortable shell like that, and he is still calm in the face of all kinds of troubles and dangers.
Ye Liangkai thinks that he doesn’t have the great courage to face the pressure from all sides. Besides, he is a scandal star abandoned by everyone, and he still has a lot of lice to solve. How can he help that person with his fists?
That sentence just now is really ridiculous.
Ye Liangkai took out his mobile phone in the cold wind and sent a message to Ye Shaoqian: Come and pick me up, I’m in …
The information will soon be returned to Ye Liangkai. Looking at the information, the corners of the mouth evoke a cold smile. Since you can’t solve other people’s things, can’t you solve your own things?
Winter has really come, and it’s just sunny, and it’s getting darker and darker, and the cold in the air is getting stronger and stronger, and the leaves are cool. I remember the weather forecast that there seems to be a snow coming today.
Ye Liangkai saw a white car coming from far and near and raised a gentle smile. Ye Shaoqian opened the door and walked around his waist.
Zhang Shesi silently looked at the two intimate and interdependent figures on the high ground. The vehicle was as white as snow and abandoned an unnecessary gallop. He blinked gently and raised a complicated smile at the corner of his mouth.
There are always people around that man who have to worry about him. His heart is a waste gas that annoys people. Zhang Shensi looks away from the car and says so.
The old house of the Zhang family in Nuoda stands alone, and today its young patriarch is accompanied by lonely people like it.
Chapter two hundred and sixteen Love broadcasting
There was a snow last night. When I got up this morning, Ye Shaoqian was wrapped in silver everywhere, holding Ye Liang open in front of the French window and looking at the white world outside, saying, "I like snow. Whenever the snow world is a color, it looks clean."
"Ha ha, you’re not a Virgo. How can you still be a neat freak?" Ye Liangkai couldn’t help smiling when he heard this.
"Can cleanliness be a Virgo patent?" Ye Shaoqian asked vaguely, with some dissatisfaction, putting the leaves cool in front of the glass window and close to his cheek.
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