Xia Xingchen looked at her desolate expression and felt sorry for her. In the past, Bai Suye had never been like this.
Putting the flowers aside, she took out a band-aid from her bag and said, "I just got here a while ago. I didn't call you because I saw you were talking to someone else."
As she spoke, she took off a Band-Aid and gently put it on Bai Suye's neck.
Her movements were gentle and careful. Bai Suye was slightly startled, lowered her eyes to look at her, and after a while she said, "Don't mention what you saw today to Ye Qing."
Xia Xingchen raised her eyes and looked at her. "That person just now... was Night Owl, right?"
"Yeah." She smiled bitterly, "I don't want Ye Qing to worry about me. Besides, Ye Xiao and I..."
Having said this, she stopped talking.
Xia Xingchen felt sad. One was a prostitute, the other was a white man. If they wanted to be together, the obstacles would be difficult to overcome.
… … …
The car drove for a long way, until the figure in the rearview mirror was completely out of sight, then Night Owl stepped on the brakes and stopped by the roadside.
For a long time, he sat there like a statue, not moving at all.
His big hand, gripping the steering wheel, was tense. It was so tense that his fingers turned pale, and the veins on the back of his hand were throbbing. In his mind, for a long time, he kept thinking about her last night, moaning softly under him, calling out "Night Owl" in a lingering voice, and then she choked down the pills just now with such determination.
Each and every time, it was pulling at every nerve in his body.
The cell phone kept ringing.
On the screen, there was a call from Yu An.
He came back to his senses, took the phone and put it to his ear.
"What's up?"
Yu An hesitated for a moment before saying, "Actually... Miss Nalan has been looking for you."
Ye Xiao was a little impatient, "Yu An, I remember you were mine, when did you become Na Lan's mouthpiece?"
Yu An was silent for a moment, then he spoke: "In the past, none of us dared to neglect your woman, so, I thought..."
When talking about the past, Ye Xiao became even more irritated. He pursed his lips tightly and said, "Don't act on your own again in the future!"
After that, without waiting for Yu An to say anything else, he hung up the phone first. He threw the phone away, threw the person heavily into the chair, and took a deep breath. His eyes were blank and looked out the window without any ups and downs. After looking for a long time, his sight finally moved and fell on the wallet lying on the passenger seat.
After hesitating for a moment, he took the wallet.
Open it and take out the photo.
In the photo, the young girl was smiling innocently and romantically, looking pure and transparent. When he found out that she had betrayed him, he was so angry that he burned down her entire studio. The computer was full of her photos, and he smashed it to pieces. However, the next day, he seemed to be possessed by a demon and forced people to fix the computer. However, how could he fix a computer that had already been broken into pieces
Those photos, in the end, were not saved. Just like her disappearance, they were completely separated from his world...
Only...
The photo of his wallet that he had torn to pieces.
It was a long time before he pieced the fragments of the photo together. However, time has passed, and now everything in the past can no longer be pieced together...
It's just in vain...
Night Owl finally put the photo back into his wallet. Now the only meaning left by this photo was a warning - a constant reminder of how stupid and ridiculous he had been!
… … … … … …
Lan Ye drank a few sips of water last night and choked to death, but fortunately he is out of danger.
In the ward.
Yun Xiang kept wiping away tears.
Lan Zhan felt distressed and angry. When Lan Ye woke up and called "Dad" in a hoarse voice, his eyes suddenly turned red. He raised his hand and wanted to slap her twice.
Seeing this, Lan Ting quickly stopped his raised hand.
"Lan Zhan, what else do you want to happen to Ye Ye?!"
"Aunt, don't stop him. Let Dad beat me to death." Lan Ye's voice choked.
How could Lan Zhan bear to really fight
Yun Xiang was extremely sad. She rushed over and hugged her daughter tightly. "Ye Ye, promise mom that you will never say such things again! Mom will not allow you to hurt yourself again!"
"My daughter, Lan Zhan, how could she be so... Just a man, is it worth it for you to hurt yourself like this?" Lan Zhan was furious.
"You can say it so lightly because your beloved mother is always by your side... You don't have to think too hard to have her completely..." Lan Ye's breathing was still uneven, and he sobbed a few times before continuing: "But I'm different from you... You know, I have liked him since I was a child, I admired him, worshipped him, and looked up to him... After so many years, this feeling has never changed!"
She spoke firmly.
The frail little face was full of infatuation and the madness of youth, which made people sigh.
Lan Zhan was shocked. He looked at his daughter, and was so stunned that he couldn't speak for a long time. His heart was filled with pity.
Yun Xiang hugged her frail body and said, "Why are you so stupid! Even if you like him, you should think about daddy and me. You are our only precious daughter. If something happens to you, what do you want us to do?"
Lan Ye's nose twitched, and her eyes suddenly turned red. She stubbornly refused to look at her mother, but turned her face to the window, trying her best to hide the mist in her eyes.
Mrs. Lanting helped Yunxiang to get up, pulled a chair for her to sit down, and then sat down on the edge of the bed.
She lowered her head to look at her niece lying on the bed, took off her cloak and folded it on her knees.
After calming down for a while, he slowly said, "Ye Ye, you are not young anymore. It's time to find a boyfriend."
Lan Ye's eyes moved and he looked at his aunt.
Lan Ting turned his head slightly and glanced at Lan Zhan, "Didn't you say before that you helped Xingchen find a good man? I don't think Xingchen can use him. You should take a good look at Yeye, it's really practical."
As soon as Lanting finished speaking, the expressions of the other three people changed at the same time.
Yun Xiang held back and said nothing, but Lan Zhan was straightforward and naturally couldn't help himself, "Sister, do you think it's appropriate for you to say such sarcastic remarks now? No matter what, Ye Ye has called you aunt for more than 20 years. Although Xia Xingchen is your biological daughter, she calls you 'Mom' less than one twentieth of the time! When you were sick and needed someone to take care of you, it was our Ye Ye who took care of you day and night by your bedside. Where was your precious daughter at that time?"
"You don't have to be so angry with me with such a sullen face." Lan Ting remained calm and just sat there upright.