She left him, and she lost even their wedding ring except for the blood and sad little daughter.

Ye Weilan couldn't imagine how Qi Ye felt after returning home...

She stopped outside a flower shop.

In the transparent glass window, various delicate and beautiful flowers are arranged in a row, and the fragrant fragrance spreads far away.

Her eyes fell on a bouquet of blue roses.

That was her favorite flower.

Last time she was disobedient, Qi Ye threw her away from the upper floor. He was angry and left home. After returning home, he bought blue roses and gave them to her.

The flowers Qi Ye gave her...

Ye Weilan's eyes showed a soft smile, and she raised the corners of her lips slightly. All girls liked flowers, not to mention that they were given by her beloved. At that time, she was so happy.

She really missed him very much...

Miss his embrace, his breath, his kiss, his voice, and everything about him...

She stood in a foreign country street, gently stroked the window with her simple white hands, touched the bouquet of blue roses through the glass, and missed her beloved husband through the bright blue flowers...

Outside the flower shop on the corner of the street, a beautiful woman stopped and stood there, slender and tender. She looked at the roses in the window, laughing at the corners of her lips, but tears flashed in her pupils. She looked like a person with a story.

The passers-by stopped and their eyes were unconsciously attracted.

Suddenly, he reached out with one hand and took the bouquet of flowers away.

Ye Weilan was stunned.

The next quarter of an hour, the bouquet of flowers came to my eyes.

An elegant and beautiful voice sounded in my ears: "For you."

Ye Weilan came back to her memory, her expression was very dull. She was not even in the mood to see what the person who gave her flowers looked like. After saying politely, "Thank you, I don't need it", she turned around and continued to walk forward.

A meaningful gaze behind her followed her back for a long time...

She lingers in the streets and alleys, looking for the one-in-a-million possibility like a needle in a haystack.

From early morning to afternoon, she walked, and I don’t know how many streets she walked, but she still didn’t get any gains.

Qi Ye is not here...

Ye Weilan's eyes were flashing with tears, but she didn't feel discouraged. She couldn't find it in the morning and continued to search in the afternoon. She couldn't find it today, she kept looking tomorrow, she couldn't find it tomorrow, and continued to search the day after tomorrow... As long as she was still alive for one day, she would not give up.

She firmly believed that her Qi Ye would definitely come here.

As long as she comes out every day, she will always see him the day.

Ye Weilan looked up at the sky and closed her eyes gently.

And at this moment, a trace of familiar feelings suddenly surged into my heart. Ye Weilan suddenly opened her eyes. She observed everywhere in shock, looking for the source of the familiar feeling...

There will never be a second person in this world who can give her such warm heart.

Ye Weilan was trembling, her face was pale, like a crystal doll. She was running in the crowd with her skirt, looking for it. It was Qi Ye...

Qi Ye is here...

As long as half of the person who truly loves each other, the other half can clearly sense the other person's breath.

Ye Weilan was running around in panic on the street, like abandoned children, so anxious and helpless. She was spinning around in circles, widening her eyes and searching everywhere. But the feeling just now never appeared again.

Ye Weilan's tears rolled down his cheeks, and he suddenly cried loudly: "Qi Ye..."
Chapter completed!