Ye Ming watched her figure disappear from his sight little by little. He did nothing because he couldn't do anything.
…
He Bing returned to her room and sat on the bed in a daze.
A few minutes later, she opened the thin notebook on the table, reached out and tied her long black hair into a ponytail with a rubber band, revealing her slender pink neck like a swan.
With green-white fingers tapping rapidly on the keyboard, she logged into the fiu backend and checked the license plate of the van.
The results showed that the license plate had not been registered.
He actually used a fake license plate!
He Bingbing raised his red lips coldly, he always has a way to find loopholes so that no one can find out!
She will catch him one day!
She will pick him out with her own hands!
He Bing took out his mobile phone and dialed a mobile number.
The melodious ringtone of the mobile phone rang once, and a familiar voice came from the other end, "Bingbing, are you home?"
"Brother, help me check a license plate."
"Okay, what license plate?"
He Bing reported the license plate number.
The other end was silent for a few seconds, "Bingbing, is he back?"
He Bing frowned, "He?"
"Yes, that's him, the man you wanted to go with three years ago."
He Bing didn't answer. She lowered her eyes and looked at the peaked cap in her hand. She brought the cap he was wearing back with her and kept it in her hand.
She put his peaked cap under her nose and took a breath, feeling the masculine scent of him.
How could she admit her mistake?
That man, that man named Ye Ming, she could recognize him at a glance even if he turned into ashes.
She had already recognized him in the van just now. His figure, his breath, and his taste had penetrated deeply into her bones and blood, and she recognized him.
It's so ridiculous that the man who died three years ago is back.
She was full of confidence and thought he was Ye Ming, but when she took off his peaked cap, it turned out that it was not his face.
Why not him?
Did she admit her mistake?
Maybe she was wrong. If he hadn't died, in the past three years... why didn't he come back?
If that was him, why was his right leg missing?
She saw his empty right leg, which was already disabled.
So, is that Ye Ming?
She doesn't know either.
She only knew that her long-calm heart was suddenly in chaos. His appearance was like a stone suddenly dropped on the lake of her peaceful heart, causing ripples in her circle after circle.
"Bingbing, have you forgotten him yet?" Na Duan asked.
"I forgot…"
"Bingbing, you don't need to answer me. I forgot this sentence. You just need to convince yourself." The other party hung up the phone directly.
He Bing put down her phone and lay down on the bed. She stared at the ceiling for a while. She remembered that she had just completed the operation three years ago. The personal butler brought a huge property transfer letter and told her tactfully that he
She left, he didn't want her anymore.
He Bing reached out and threw the peaked cap directly into the trash can.
She closed her eyes and forced herself not to think about the past, but the face she had just seen in the van came to mind again, that strange and brand-new face.
That face was more handsome and better-looking than Xiao Cheng's face before.
He Bing quickly opened her eyes again, no, she couldn't let him leave like this.
Why can he come and leave whenever he wants? Whether he is Ye Ming or not, she must get the answer.
…
The van drove out of Hongkou City and slowly stopped at the highway intersection.
Ye Ming reached out and turned on the lights in the car. He spread his thumb and index finger and pulled off the black belt around his strong waist with a "swipe" sound. He pulled down his pants and looked down with his handsome eyelids. There was a gap on his inner thigh.
Distinctive teeth marks.
There are bloodshot eyes around the tooth marks, and it still hurts when I move.
This little thing!
He stretched out his rough fingertips and touched the delicate ring of teeth. How much she hated him for biting her so hard.
The rough fingertips rubbed the circle of teeth marks, and he suddenly couldn't put it down. These were the marks she left on him. She fell into his arms just now, and her fragrance still lingered on him.
But, he is leaving.
She didn't recognize him, which was fine. She had a happy life, but he had to go back to the mountains. From now on, they were just two horizontal lines and would never meet again.
Ye Ming retracted his hand and prepared to step on the accelerator.
But then a police car roared over, and the uniformed policeman stopped him, "I'm sorry, sir, you can't leave now."
Ye Ming, "Why?"
"We received a call from the police just now. Did you drive someone half an hour ago? That person said that her valuables were lost and she suspected that they were stolen by you. Now you must go back with us and the car to be investigated.
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"..." Ye Ming frowned, He Bing, it's her again!
She actually called the police and said that he had stolen valuables from her?
What valuables?
He didn't even see any valuables she brought into the car, which was simply slander.
How dare she slander him as... a thief?
It’s really outrageous!
…
It was not convenient for Ye Ming to reveal his identity, so he was taken back to the police station.
He was sitting in a small room. It was quiet and there was no sound at all.
I don't know how long it took, but there was light footsteps outside, and then the door to the room was opened.
Ye Ming looked up and saw He Bing by the door.
He Bing is here.
He Bing walked in and sat across from him. She took a look and saw that he had already put on his prosthetic leg. It was not as empty as the one she saw in the van before.
Seeing that her eyes were always on his disabled right leg, Ye Ming took the initiative to speak. His voice was low and hoarse, and sounded particularly magnetic, "What valuable thing did you lose?"
He Bing's eyes fell on his handsome face and suddenly said, "You look like a man I met before."
Ye Ming paused and said nothing.
"Although your face is different from his, I think you are him. I guess you won't tell me the answer. Even if you tell me, I don't know whether it is the truth or a lie, so I want to verify it myself.
Is it him?" He Bing went straight to the point, which means you just cooperate obediently.
Ye Ming had no expression, "What if I don't cooperate?"
He Bing curled his lips, with a hint of provocation in his faint laziness, "Then I will insist that you stole my things, and you, the thief, just stay here."
She said she was a thief. Ye Ming laughed angrily and touched his right cheek with the tip of his tongue, "How do you want to verify it?"
He Bing's eyes moved down from his handsome face to his pants, then he raised his eyebrows and said, "The man I know has a small birthmark on his body, so please take off your pants now.