Ye Beibei turned to look at Jiang Yuezhou in surprise and hesitated before replying, "Yes, it's Liming Lang calling!"
Jiang Yuezhou frowned slightly, opened his arms and gave Ye Beibei an almost forceful hug. He looked at her with persistent eyes and said, "Beibei, I love you, don't leave me!"
His voice was not quiet. Ye Beibei hurriedly looked into the living room and took him a step back nervously, "Please keep your voice down, I didn't say I was leaving."
Jiang Yuezhou seemed to have sobered up a bit at this time. He coughed slightly in embarrassment and said, "Do you want to see Liming Lang?"
"I haven't seen him for a long time. Now that we are remarried, I...I think I have to speak clearly to him face to face."
"Beibei, you can go see him, but you have to remember that we have remarried, the procedures have been completed, and the relatives on both sides have met. I will never let you leave me again." Jiang Yuezhou is usually an extremely kind person.
A confident person, but he was wary of Liming Lang. Liming Lang and Ye Beibei grew up together. They were childhood sweethearts and had a deep emotional foundation. Later, they had frequent contact and acted righteously against Ye Beibei many times.
A timely help, whether it was love or hate, Li Minglang had a deep affection for Ye Beibei, and Ye Beibei's feelings for Li Minglang could not be defined by narrow friends.
The masculine scent gently brushed against her ears. Ye Beibei was a little ticklish and moved back slightly. However, Jiang Yuezhou seemed to be stimulated and hugged her tighter, causing her bones to hurt. Ye Beibei
Beibei frowned and protested, "Yue Zhou, you hurt me!"
Jiang Yuezhou was awakened by Ye Beibei's words. Ye Beibei raised her head from his arms and looked into his deep, bright eyes like stars. She stood on tiptoes and kissed his lips, "Don't worry.
I just went to see him, and nothing will happen to us."
"It's okay if you want to go, but you have to let me take you there, and then I'll wait for you in the car." Jiang Yuezhou's tone was unusually firm.
"Okay." Ye Beibei looked at Jiang Yuezhou who was becoming more and more childish in front of him, feeling really helpless and sweet.
Ye Beibei had a happy meal with the Ye family, and then took the two children home to stay for one night. Because Ye Zhichu and Ye Shengwei were leaving, they were also very reluctant to leave these two children and wanted to
Before leaving, get close to your child.
Jiang Yuezhou accompanied Ye Beibei to send the two children home, and then drove to the location agreed upon by Ye Beibei and Liming Lang - the basketball court on the campus of University B.
Jiang Yuezhou felt unhappy when he heard Liming Lang mentioning the meeting place. Not to mention what Liming Lang still thinks about Ye Beibei now, this place is full of too many past events and ambiguous relationships.
Jiang Yuezhou's car drove past Yifu Building. Ye Beibei knew that the basketball court was in front. She glanced at Jiang Yuezhou timidly and whispered: "Yue Zhou, can you park the car here and wait for me?"
Jiang Yuezhou sent Ye Beibei to meet Li Minglang. He was unwilling to do so. Now that Ye Beibei asked him to stop the car at a distance, he was even more unhappy. He snorted secretly, but still stopped the car.
Come down.
Ye Beibei shrugged helplessly, leaned forward and hugged Jiang Yuezhou's neck, caressing his face twice, "Don't worry, dear, I'll be right back."
Jiang Yuezhou's deep eyes had dark pupils. He stared at Ye Beibei expressionlessly for a while, and suddenly he raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, "You are the white dove I let fly, and you will fly back when the time comes!"
Ye Beibei got out of the car alone, passed through the fragrant fragrance of evening primrose in the evening breeze, and walked into the familiar B University campus, the long tree-lined road, the boiling water room at the corner, every scene
, all made her dream.
She walked through the long steps like a dream and came to the wide basketball court. There were still three groups of people playing basketball, some people were sitting and chatting in the stands, and occasionally some people were running around the field.
Ye Beibei looked up at the few stars, the watery moonlight, and breathed out gently. For many years, only this kind of night sky and this kind of environment were what fascinated her and made her comfortable.
"Ye Beibei, which star in the sky is you?" A familiar and lazy voice sounded behind Ye Beibei. She suddenly turned around and saw Li Minglang with his hands in his trouser pockets, standing calmly beside her.
In front of you.
"How long have you been here?" Ye Beibei gave him a friendly smile.
"It didn't take long. Anyway, when you were accompanying Jiang Yuezhou and making love to each other, I kept blowing the cold wind." Liming smiled carelessly, but there was indescribable complexity and a touch of melancholy in his eyes.
Ye Beibei smiled coquettishly, lowered his eyes slightly, and asked in a low voice: "Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"I came here after I called you."
"Ah?" Ye Beibei was even more surprised and guilty. She raised her head and looked at Li Minglang apologetically.
Liming Lang chuckled lightly and reached out to rub his hair, "Silly girl, don't feel guilty. I'm not here to blow the cold wind. I'm going back to my grandma's house."
Only then did Ye Beibei smile.
"You and Jiang Yuezhou have officially remarried!" Liming Lang pondered for a moment and then said thoughtfully.
Ye Beibei realized that his words were not a question, but just stating a fact, but she still nodded honestly, "Yes, we are remarried."
Liming Lang looked at the night sky thoughtfully, and after a long time he said, "Is he good to you? Is he good to Mo Ting?"
"Okay, it's good for us."
"You love him, no matter what he does, in your eyes it is good, incomparably good."
Listening to Liming Lang's faint voice, Ye Beibei felt very sad. She turned to look at the people playing basketball with some discomfort, and said in a choked voice: "Liming Lang, thank you for being kind to me over the years. I'm sorry.
, I haven’t treated you well over the years.”
Liming Lang was heartbroken for a moment, and the pain penetrated to his bones, almost uncontrollably, why, why, why...
If there were the same three words, these were the three words given to him!
"You have already said this to me, and you are not allowed to say it again in the future. To use Lin Daiyu's words, 'I do it for my heart.' Everything I have done has nothing to do with you."
Ye Beibei paused on the spot.
After a while, Li Minglang's voice sounded faintly again, "Ye Beibei, I stopped loving you a long time ago. I stood on the street waving, and there were a lot of beauties running behind me, and they promised to be smarter than you."
Ye Beibei knew that when Liming Lang was with her, he would definitely show off his venomous nature within ten sentences. She ignored his words and turned to him and asked: "How are you doing these days?"
"How could it be bad? My life is going well! I finally left you, a retarded person, and my life has become very normal again." Liming Lang continued to say in a sinister tone.