After hanging up the phone, he began to feel a little irritable. He got up and walked around the house. He walked to the window sill and then to the stairs. Then he strode out with his coat in hand.

Ding Yiyi walked quickly with her head down, and the flower seller passed by her and stopped her, "Miss Emily."

She hurriedly raised her head with a bag of tears and forced a smile, "Huh?"

"What's wrong with you?" The flower seller had never seen her like this. He was a little confused and took out a sunflower from the flower basket and handed it to her, "It's for you."

"Thank you." Ding Yiyi quickly lowered her head to take it, holding the sunflower to her chest, and her depressed mood finally improved.

"Thank you!" She said again, wanting to get the money, but found that she didn't bring her wallet, so she had to say, "Next time you come to my house, I will make you cookies."

The child was very happy, "Okay, by the way, Sister Emily, you have to be careful." The child said seriously: "There is always someone walking around in front of your house recently. He is a very fierce man."

Ding Yiyi was stunned, "Really?" The other party nodded, then got on the car and left happily.

After the child left, she didn't think much about it and continued walking with the sunflower, feeling the sadness in her heart sweep over her again.

The morning in London is really like a very willful naughty child. It doesn’t take long for the clear sky to turn into overcast and rainy. British people like to carry umbrellas with them, and their favorite is the black umbrella. After a while, the streets are lit up.

The black lights look like moving jellyfish.

Ding Yiyi ran in a hurry and couldn't bring herself to bring an umbrella. There were a series of shops nearby. She ran into the door of a cake shop decorated in pink and used the canvas extending from the door to protect herself from the wind and rain.

The rain was not heavy, but small splashes of water hit the ground. The water splashes made deep marks on her white shoes, and she twisted her toes, feeling the wetness.

Suddenly the raindrops hitting her shoulders disappeared, and the raindrops hitting her face also disappeared. She looked up at the umbrella held above her head and the man beside her who had blocked the wind and rain.

Before Ye Nianmo could speak, the umbrella in his hand had been pushed away mercilessly.

Ding Yiyi walked quickly into the rain, letting the cold rain hit her body again and more intensively. When she first came into contact with the rain, her body felt bone-chilling, but when her body completely merged with the rain, a special...

The hearty feeling came back spontaneously.

She walked very fast, her straight legs crossing each other quickly. There were very few pedestrians on the road. Occasionally there were some who were taking shelter from the rain, and they would look curiously at the men walking in the rain and the men following her.

"That's enough, you'll catch a cold if you go on." Ye Nianmo stepped forward to hold her after she walked for a while. His body was all wet. The black suit stuck to his solid body.

Ding Yiyi wanted to throw away his hand but couldn't. She could only repeat in a low voice, "Let go."

The sound of rain blocked her voice, but Ye Nianmo understood the shape of her mouth and frowned, "What happened?"

"Nothing happened," she suddenly increased her voice, "Why did you show up to mess up my life? Does it matter what it was like in the past?"

He frowned at her first, and then moved closer. The two stood face to face, with the uppers of the shoes facing each other. "If it were Ding Yiyi, she would not let go of those memories."
Chapter completed!