The next morning, Li Minglang sent Ye Beibei to work in a high-profile way, and at noon he even sent her a love lunch in an exaggerated manner. He and Ye Beibei's colleagues met happily, chatting and laughing, and did not regret at all after their marriage.
of darkness and fatigue.
Ye Beibei looked at Li Minglang who was chatting with his colleagues. He was like a ray of sunshine, with a huge halo, standing in the middle of the crowd, shining like a diamond, but he alone could not make her heart beat.
.
She looked at Ming Ming carrying scars all over his body to kiss her in colorful clothes, and her heart trembled slightly, as if someone was gently pinching the soft spot at the tip of her heart. She turned her head, trying hard to open her eyes wide, and for herself,
For the bright dawn, secret despair!
Liming Lang appeared in Ye Beibei's company three times a day, bringing either flowers or gifts every time, as if to announce to the world that Ye Beibei belonged to him.
The company building where Ye Beibei works is filled with news about the romance between Ye Beibei and Li Minglang. It has completely subverted the version of the broken dream of a wealthy family two days ago and has been beautified and completed into a modern version of the love story of Cinderella and the prince.
Amid his father's scolding and his mother's cries, Liming Lang stayed and became a sweet lover with Ye Beibei for the last three days, but in the end, no one could escape this separation.
Before he left, he repeatedly told Ye Beibei, just like a parent who is about to go on a business trip tells his children. He left a stack of business cards and a bank card for Ye Beibei. These business cards are from his reliable friends, financial ability and ability to do things.
Jun Qiang, if something happens to Ye Beibei, you can call them at any time. There is a large amount of money in the bank card, which can be used for emergency needs if Ye Beibei has difficulties in life.
Ye Beibei didn't know that the arrogant Liming Lang had such a delicate side, and was very touched. She actually didn't want to accept these things, but she knew that Liming Lang was more stubborn than herself, so she had to put her things away first.
, asking him to book a flight ticket to leave on the weekend, so that he could take Xiao Moting to see him off.
Liming Lang did not tell anyone about the flight he took. He left his last time in China to Ye Beibei and Xiao Moting. He asked the driver to drive him and Ye Beibei to the airport. They arrived half the time before the check-in time.
For several hours, it took some time to check in and go through the formalities. Finally, with a while left, Liming Lang, Ye Beibei, and Xiao Moting were sitting in a corner of the international departure terminal, very close to each other.
Towards the end, Liming Lang avoided Ye Beibei more and more, as if he didn't dare to make eye contact with her. He sat and talked to Xiao Moting, telling Xiao Moting to listen to Ye Beibei and not to forget him.
Leaving Ye Beibei with an extraordinary handsome profile.
Finally, the radio in the hall began to announce in both Chinese and English that the flight Liming Lang was on had started to go through security check. Xiao Moting was still hanging on Liming Lang. Ye Beibei stood up, picked up Liming Lang's briefcase and handed it to him, saying hello in a low voice.
Xiao Moting said, "Moting, come here, uncle is about to register!"
Although Xiao Moting was very reluctant to part with Liming Lang, he did not have the same emotional separation as Liming Lang and Ye Beibei. He thought that Liming Lang was just leaving for a business trip and would be back after a few days.
Liming Lang put down Xiao Moting, and he was immersed in arranging the children's clothes. He lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, not looking up at Ye Beibei or saying a word. When he took the bag from Ye Beibei, Ye Beibei was attentive.
I found that his hands were trembling slightly.
The tears fell down so casually without any warning. Ye Beibei thought that Li Minglang was just a passerby in her life, but the tears that suddenly fell down proved that he had left an indelible mark on her life.
Forget the imprint.
Seeing Ye Beibei crying, Liming Lang finally raised his head. He seemed to be stunned for a moment, with sadness and despair in his eyes that he could not conceal.
Ye Beibei looked at Li Minglang like this, and the sadness in her heart surged even more. She choked and said: "Li Minglang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... these years... I didn't mean to." Her vision blurred, blurring him.
The look blurred the whole world. It turned out that once we said goodbye, she would still shed tears and be reluctant to leave.
Liming Lang sighed heavily, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "Beibei, don't cry. I can't tell what is right or wrong between us. If there is
One day, you find out that the person you love is me. As long as you make a call, I will come back to you as quickly as possible. Beibei, remember, every day I leave you, I am waiting for you to come back.
love me……"
Ye Beibei cried softly in Liming Lang's arms. His words cut her heart like a saw, making her cry even more out of control. She seemed to be unable to think and didn't know what to say.
What.
She really didn't understand who forced them into such a dilemma. Was it Liming Lang? Jiang Yuezhou? Or herself?
Li Minglang murmured in a low voice: "Let me thank you for giving me empty joy. Even if it has been blurred by tears, at least it is the beautiful past we have had. I have no regrets, no humbleness, no regrets. I love
You have no purpose, I just love you."
Jiang Yuezhou and his secretary hurried to the security checkpoint on the other side, dragging their luggage. With sharp eyes, he spotted Liming Lang and Ye Beibei hugging each other. He slowly stopped and saw Ye Beibei in the crowd.
He fell into Li Minglang's arms with tears on his face. It was a kind of reluctance and helplessness that he had never seen before. His chest felt like a mouthful of blood, filled with both annoyance and resentment.
He paused for a while, and Zhang Yang came over to remind him softly. Then he smiled faintly, got up and walked towards the security checkpoint where he wanted to go.
Listening to the urging on the radio, Ye Beibei stood up from Liming Lang's arms and pointed at the entrance. Liming Lang nodded to her expressionlessly, and patted her shoulder hard with his hand, dumbfounded.
He said in a loud voice: "Beibei, please take care of yourself!"
Ye Beibei held Xiao Moting's hand and nodded slightly. Xiao Moting's eyes were red because of their infection.
Liming Lang quickly bent down, hugged Xiao Moting, stood up, stepped on his backpack, turned decisively and strode towards the entrance. Ye Beibei watched him go away with tears in his eyes, and kept watching him enter the security check without looking back.
Slowly disappear...
On this early summer morning, Liming Lang finally boarded a plane to a foreign country.
After exiting the airport gate, Ye Beibei looked up at the dazzling sun and took a deep breath. From now on, there will be no Liming Lang in this city, and there will never be a man who loves her so much.
She led Xiao Moting back home on the bus. Waiting at home were not only Sister Wu and Xiao Moyan, but also Gao Qunfang.
"Did you and Liming Lang really postpone their wedding, or did they fall out again?" Gao Qunfang started asking questions as soon as he saw her entering the room.