Time passed minute by minute, and it was eight o'clock, but he still didn't come back.
At 8:15, still not back.
At 8:20, still not back.
It's eleven o'clock, and now there is only a light drizzle outside. Ziyu on the sofa is getting more and more anxious, and he has left his mobile phone in the villa again. Seeing that the pointer has passed eleven, Ziyu grits his teeth, gets up, and
Want to go find it.
When I was about to leave, I suddenly heard the sound of a car.
With ecstatic eyes, he is finally back.
I hurriedly ran to the gate, wanting to see him for the first time and see if he was okay.
However, the soft light in the castle once again stung her eyes like the gentle sunshine that day.
There, the man she loved, the man she loved without her pride and pride, was holding another woman, treating her as a treasure, and treating other women as a treasure.
Haha, is this the man she loves?
Does this mean she gave up all the men she wanted to love?
Seeing the two people striding towards her, Ziyu's eyes slowly turned cold and lost their energy.
Watching him slowly approaching her, watching his eyes never looking at her,
Watching him holding that person as he walked past her, watching him not even giving her a look.
"Ye!" A cold voice stopped him in his tracks. Turning around slowly, Ye Yan looked coldly at Ziyu who stopped him in front of him.
"Ye, do you love her?" He said coldly, without any warmth.
I knew exactly what kind of answer I would hear, but I still asked.
"Yes, in this life, I only love her." With a determined voice, his eyes looked softly at the person in his arms, looking distressed at the person in his arms who had just woken up and was still weak.
"You are like her. Xia Ziyu, it's over." He looked at her condescendingly, his eyes were cold, and his voice was even colder.
It was as if before him, there was a person who had nothing to do with him.
The phrase "You are like her" also found a most reasonable explanation for the lingering relationship these days.
it's over.
Really, it's over.
I can't end my feelings, so killing it by you is the best way.
"Ye Yan, we are strangers to each other again." He straightened his chest, ignoring the blood on his chest and the pain in his heart, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
Turn around and leave with steady steps.
Six years later, in a villa in Canada
At the dining table, a handsome boy drank the milk in the cup, jumped off the chair with his small body, and walked towards the second floor.
He went straight in without even looking at the sign on the door that said, 'Anyone who disturbs someone's sleep will be shot.'
"Mommy, it's already half past ten in the morning."
There was no movement, and the bulging sheets on the bed didn't even move.
"Mommy, your son was sold."
This time it moved, but it only moved a little bit and nothing happened.
The little man was not angry at all, and still said calmly, "Mommy, godmother is here." After saying that, the little man quickly left the bed and stood next to the floor-to-ceiling window.
One second, two seconds, three seconds,
"What! That girl is here!? Over there? Over there? Xiaochenchen, hurry up, pack your things, we're leaving right away." A person suddenly jumped out of the bulging sheets on the bed, shouting in a panic, and kept
He was jumping up and down on the bed, so panicked that he didn't know what to do.
"Mommy, my name is Xia Chen. Besides, my godmother returned to China from Canada and the United States the day before yesterday." At this time, the corners of the five-year-old Xia Chen's mouth twitched, her face darkened, and she protested.