"Xiao Mei!" Ye Chengyun wanted to catch up, but Yan Shishi shouted softly and then fell to the ground.
He stopped, looked back at Yan Shishi's pale face, and was startled, "Shishi?" He returned to her side and helped her up, "What's wrong with you?"
Awahara Zemei heard his concerned inquiry outside, and her expression flashed with hurt. That was a weakness that would never be shown in front of others. Only when she was alone would she allow herself to be released briefly.
Ye Chengyun, after all, his heart still couldn't let go of Yan Shishi. She knew very well that even if this was no longer love, to him, Yan Shishi also represented the sweet memories of his youth and frivolity, and became his past
It is an inseparable part of life, how could he easily erase the past?
He turned around and paused suddenly.
m was leaning against the wall, with his head against the wall, tilting his head and squinting at her.
Awahara Zemei put away her confused heart and nodded at him, "Hello, why are you here?"
"Come and see the wild wolf. I saw that woman walking into the hospital. I was a little curious, so I followed her." M walked over and looked at her left and right, as if to see through her deliberately disguised indifference. He smiled slightly and grabbed her arm.
Hand, turned around and left, "Follow me."
Awahara Zemei frowned. She was not used to being so close to strangers, let alone such close contact with the opposite sex. She wanted to shake her hands away coldly, but those long and slender hands were really very warm.
It was as if he tolerated all her willfulness without reservation. This caring and familiar feeling went straight to the bottom of his heart.
Vaguely, the scene in front of me seemed familiar.
"We're here!" M's voice was filled with joy, "This place will definitely make you feel better."
Awahara Zemi suddenly woke up and raised her head. It turned out to be the garden of the hospital. This was a relatively secluded lawn, surrounded by bushes nearly as tall as a person. However, the sunlight could shine in directly and hit that open space.
On the grass. I don't know why, but after smelling the fragrance of the grass here, Awahara Zemi felt comfortable for no reason.
She breathed greedily, and finally sat down, stretched out her arms, and lay on the grass.
There was a doting smile on M's elegant and handsome face. He was also sitting next to her, his tall body casting a small shadow on her face.
Awahara Zemei opened her eyes and looked at him steadily, "These things must be what she likes."
m was startled, lowered his eyes, and nodded slowly.
Awahara Zemi said calmly, "After I had a heart transplant, my preferences began to change. Ino, red butterfly hairpins, cute dresses, blue skies... these should all be what she likes."
"
"Yes," m looked up at her again, his deep brown pupils exuding a faint light of memory, "she is a beautiful and lively girl, who respects nature and likes all beautiful things."
Awahara Zemei pondered for a moment, "Who is she?"
"My sister." m said softly.
She looked at him quickly, "Your sister?" She couldn't imagine how he could transplant his sister's heart into someone else's body.
m lay next to her, put his hand in front of his eyes, raised his eyes and looked at the blue sky, "She is my only relative. That day, the boy she liked finally confessed to her... As a result, on that day, she was killed by a damn man
The driver crashed off the sidewalk. I couldn't accept the fact that she left like this, so I chose another way to let her continue to live in this world. Let her heart beat in someone else's body."
At the same time as he said these words, Awahara Zemei seemed to feel that someone else's heart was beating strongly. Maybe his words resonated with it. Is it selfish? She didn't know, but it was precisely because of
It was his selfishness that led to the current Zemi Awara.
"I know everything about you over the years." M turned his head, leveled her eyes, smiled, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do this, I just care about my sister's heart, I don't
I hope nothing unexpected happens to it. I said, you only have one chance."
Awara Zemi smiled with relief, "Thank you for telling me this. With the answers, I won't go to those psychiatrists anymore. I hate being hypnotized like a puppet."
She stood up, "However, I am just Awahara Zemi, not someone else's substitute."
Staring at her back, the corners of M's mouth twitched slightly. He understood this very early, otherwise, he wouldn't have...
He laughed to himself and continued to look up at the blue sky above his head.
******
The news that Zero was coming to Ye's to sign a contract spread like wildfire. Since the morning, a large number of media reporters had been guarding the gate of Ye's. When Ling Fei's car appeared, everyone swarmed forward, flashlights and microphones
They were all piled up in front of Ling Fei, "Zero, why did you choose to endorse Ye's new products?"
"Zero! I heard that your endorsement fee is eight figures, can you reveal the specific number?"
"Zero, what is your next plan after coming to China this time?"
Ling Fei walked forward calmly, with large brown sunglasses covering half of her face. Her red hair was eye-catching, which has almost become her symbol in F1. Ye immediately sent people to greet them, blocking all reporters.
It's outside.
Like a superstar, Ling Fei was surrounded by more than a dozen people and welcomed into Ye's building. At this moment, no one thought of her as the beggar woman who had been engaged to the CEO. She walked towards the CEO in a familiar way.
When she reached the elevator, the PR manager was stunned for a moment, then realized what she was doing. He quickly pressed the elevator button and personally took her to the 27th floor.
"Ms. Zero," Amy greeted in pure English, "Mr. Ye is waiting for you in the office."
Without even saying hello, Ling Fei opened the door and walked in, slamming the door behind her. Behind the desk, Ye Qixuan seemed to have been waiting for a long time. Although his face was still a little pale, his spirits were much better.
"Did you inform the reporters outside?" Ling Fei sat directly opposite him and asked with raised eyebrows.
Ye Qixuan did not deny, "This kind of publicity is more powerful than an advertising film."
"Profiteer."
"There is no business without treachery."
Ling Fei did not argue with him, but said straight to the point, "It's okay if you want me to speak for you, but I have a request."
"Please tell me." At this time, Ye Qixuan sounded like a businessman.
"I request that the filming location be chosen at the Ling Family Martial Arts School."
He was startled, "Where?"
"You want to promote your new product, and I want to promote our Ling Family Martial Arts School. Isn't this killing two birds with one stone?"