Sister Zhang was a little overwhelmed, "Ah? Go back? But do you have not eaten yet?"

Ding Yiyi shook her head towards her, then turned into the door. After closing the door, she looked at the empty house, and suddenly felt very lonely.

Sister Zhang had just stepped out of the door, and the heavy door opened again. Ding Yiyi came out, "Sister Zhang, do you stay with me for a while?

In the kitchen, Sister Zhang was busy, and persuaded: "Madam, don't you get the fuel smoke here, go to the living room."

Ding Yiyi leaned against the doorbar, "What soup is better to cook for people who are busy with work."

"The work is very busy, then the pork bone soup, I bought the pork bone today." Sister Zhang said.

Ding Yiyi's eyes were full of energy, "Can you teach me? The practice of pork bone soup?"

In the evening, Ye's

The entire Ye family is quiet, only the highest floor is still lit, and it is particularly eye -catching in the dark building.

Ye Nianmo stood in front of the floor -to -ceiling window alone. From here, you can see the lights of the city's lights and the continuous rivers.

He stood alone, like an unruly beast, with the loneliness of the night hidden alone. What he didn't see was that there was a figure printed on the other side of the glass.

Ding Yiyi was standing outside the office, holding the insulation box in his hand, sad and heavy mood. Is this a meeting? Is this overtime?

She picked up her mobile phone, dial the phone, and looked at the person standing beside the bed and walked back to the desk. He glanced at the interface, and then picked it up.

"Are you coming back?" Ding Yiyi bit his lower lip and tried to pretend to be careless.

He replied: "Sleep first, be careful not to kick the quilt."

Can't let the tears flow down, she warns herself in her heart, forcing herself to smile, "Okay, then I go to bed first, good night."

After saying good night, she immediately hung up the phone, turned around and walked out, and didn't even look back in it.

Ye Nianmo always held his mobile phone. His expression was full of pain and put the mobile phone that had been dim. He said softly to the air: "Good night."

Downstairs, Ding Yiyi stood alone, and the lights were all around, but she felt that the cold surrounded by her were shaking.

Don't blame him, blame him, it is her child who has destroyed the two of them, and now he should suffer from his cold violence, Ding Yiyi, what qualifications do you have to cry, don't cry!

No matter how much construction she did in her heart, she still felt painful. She didn't dare to look back at the building, as if she would fall into the abyss of despair.

After that time, the gap was breed up between the two. That night, Ding Yiyi sat in the living room. Ye Nianmo held a book as usual as usual.

She looked at him and walked from him, but he didn't look up, as if he didn't see her.

"Read in Mo." She rushed to walk to him and sat down, and said the words of one night, "Will you accompany me to listen to the concert tomorrow?

Half a year later. ""

Ye Nianmo closed the book and used to let him look up at her and listen carefully to her.

He saw the expectations in her eyes and just wanted to say consent, but somehow, he was upset.

Yes, her face made him inexplicably feel pain and pain, as if someone was holding his neck to prevent him from breathing.
Chapter completed!