Ye Yingning walked out of the restaurant quickly and walked far away. She couldn't help but look back. The Vietnamese restaurant far behind her was like a ferocious beast hidden in the endless darkness, quietly dormant, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Are you sad? Is it a little relaxed? Is it a little sad?

Liberation, accompanied by regrets, and various complex emotions instantly hit her heart.

What a simple two words, it’s scattered. Not goodbye.

Goodbye means that there will always be a time to meet again, and it will scatter, like a string of originally perfect pearls. Once cut off the rope, it will break all over the ground and jump everywhere. Each one is a heartbreak, and no one can find it back.

She walked along the road for a long time but couldn't get a car. Although it was in the city, the location was relatively remote and few taxis came here to take care of it.

The injured ankle hurt slightly last night. Fortunately, Chong Tiange asked someone to bring Ye Yingning a pair of hand-sewn cloth shoes. She put them on and looked in the mirror. She was surprised. It turned out that cloth shoes could be made into such a novel style and would not be old at all.

Fortunately, he was careful, otherwise, he would have walked through two streets with his high heels and would have lost half his life even if he didn't die. Ye Yingning thought so.

At the intersection of the street, she finally stopped a car. Ye Yingning got into the car in a very embarrassed manner, reported the address in a weak tone, and then closed her eyes.

The driver kept looking at her from the rearview mirror, and saw that her cheeks were swollen and her hair was messy. Needless to say, she must have been heartbroken.

It’s a coincidence that on the radio station, Lin Zhixuan’s “Let’s Go Away” was playing—“Let’s Go Away, admit it, forget it, let it go… It’s a pity that even my heart is not obedient, and the pity that hurt love still wants to struggle…”

The songs from sixteen years ago are now out of date. There is no dazzling real-life sound conversion in other works, but they all convey the reluctance and helplessness in their hearts, which makes Ye Yingning feel pain in his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and stomach.

She wanted to ask the driver to turn off the radio or frequency regulation several times, but she couldn't open her mouth, so the sad male voice kept lingering in her ears until she walked into the house, and the whole song was like a ghostly shadow.

Leaving the coat and handbag to the servant waiting at the door, Ye Yingning walked upstairs anxiously, but Zhou Yang was not at home.

She immediately became so anxious that she sweated on her forehead. She grabbed the nurse and asked, "Where is sir? His legs are just a little bit and he can't move any more!"

Because of anxiety, Ye Yingning gasped slightly.

The nurse paused, then swallowed a few times and replied: "Ministry, the army came just now, saying it was a military exercise. During the Red and Blue Army's electronic war, it was a small problem and took Mr. Zhou away. Four or five soldiers came, with tall people and big horses, and they all looked very scary. None of us dared to stop him..."

Ye Yingning breathed a sigh of relief. Not to mention stopping Zhou Yang was bored at home. He wanted someone to come to take him out of the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible. It would be strange if he heard that he was not happy to jump high when he heard that he was back to the army.

As long as it is related to the military affairs, Zhou Yang will be extremely serious, saying that he is ruthless, but he is not a person with love for his children. Sure enough, Ye Yingning saw the cell phone he accidentally left at the head of the bed. He probably left too hastily, so he didn't even call her to notify her.

Zhou Yang was not here, and the family became extremely quiet again. Ye Yingning gave the nurses and nurses a holiday, and the nanny also rested early. She walked around the villa like a wandering soul, and then she realized that she had nowhere to go.

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"There is something I don't remember telling you that I have never said it. I am old and have a bad memory. If I haven't said it, you can listen now. If I have said it, you can listen again."

Perhaps because people are abroad, the voice of Chong Tiange sounds farther than usual, but it is very clear.

Ye Yingning suddenly felt a beating for no reason. She was a little scared and even wanted to stop him from continuing.

But, at the same time, there was still a trace of inexplicable expectation and joy in my heart.

"This thing is, I love you."

The moment I heard these three words, a small seed seemed to emerge from Ye Yingning's soft heart, breaking out of the ground, and growing tender green leaf buds.
Chapter completed!