Standing on the balcony, he watched Qin Yuefeng pick up Yin Manqing and watched her leave without looking back, without a trace of nostalgia.
But he had obviously given up, but his heart was so unwilling, as if he was drowning. The more he struggled, the deeper he sank, the more painful it became.
If I had never met her, I wouldn’t have to endure the suffering and torture at this moment, maybe...
No, not maybe, but definitely living a happy and carefree life.
But why now, he still doesn't regret meeting her.
Coming out of the villa where they had lived together for a long time, Yin Manqing had been pretending very well. There was nothing wrong with her face. She even cooperated with her intimacy with Qin Yuefeng. Everything seemed to be so natural and no one was forcing her. , no one forced it.
It wasn't until Qin Yuefeng's car drove for half an hour that her emotions became excited. Tears uncontrollably flooded her cheeks. Her weak sobs turned into howling regardless of her appearance. There were countless voices in her heart. With Shen Ye's name.
Qin Yuefeng's expression was gloomy, and the car pulled to the side of the road and stopped. He did not comfort or speak, as if he was letting Yin Manqing cry enough. This was the last time he allowed her to cry about Shen Ye. From now on, he would let Yin Manqing cry. Yin Manqing returned to the past, to the person who only had eyes for him and only loved him.
Yin Manqing cried harder and harder, her chest felt heavy, as if a fish that originally lived in the water was suddenly carried to the shore, dying and about to suffocate...
"Ye, you and Xiaoman are staying at Yin's house tonight, why don't you come back home? Ziqi is still at our house, saying he's waiting for you to play some laps. Grandpa and grandma will come for dinner later."
On the phone, Mother Shen was obviously immersed in the joy of the New Year, "When you and Xiaoman meet grandpa later, you two will say some flattering words and coax the old man, and won't you naturally accept Xiaoman? You said yes?" Bar."
"Hey, I asked Ye what's the matter with you. I talked for a long time, but there was no sound. Are you listening to me?"
When no one responded, Shen's mother couldn't help but become nervous.
"Aye, are you on the other end of the phone?"
"I'm done with her." After a few seconds, his low voice came from the phone.
…
On the first day of the new year, Shen's mother thought her son was joking with him, "You stinky boy..."
"It's really impossible this time." There's no need to tell her mother that Yin Manqing is pregnant.
He knew very well his mother's desire to have a grandson. If she knew that Yin Manqing was pregnant, she would definitely try her best to bring them together.
When he first learned that Yin Manqing was pregnant, he never thought that a child would bring any changes to their marital status, and he had no idea of telling the elders about Yin Manqing's pregnancy. Now, as he originally thought, the arrival of the child would indeed be unaffordable. to any effect.
Shen's mother stood by the phone in surprise. Even though Shen Ye hung up the phone, she still maintained her status quo.
Inexplicably, Mother Shen also felt panicked. When she heard them say it was over, she felt strange, "No, I have to go see them. Lao Zhang... Lao Zhang..."
In panic, Mother Shen called the driver by his name.
"Mom, what are you doing? Lao Zhang went home on leave. Do you want to go out?" Shen Ting jumped up to her animatedly, "I can be your driver, but you have to give me a little more pocket money next month. Yeah, mom... mom... what's wrong with you..."
Shen Ting noticed that something was wrong with her mother's expression, and she couldn't help but become nervous, "Mom, are you okay? Do I need to take you to the hospital?"
"Quick, go find your brother and sister-in-law."
When she heard that Yin Manqing was to be found, her face turned extremely ugly and she said, "Mom."
"Go quickly." Shen Ting's mother, who has always been gentle, suddenly frightened Shen Ting. In the end, Shen Ziqi and Shen Ting went to find them, leaving Shen's father to take care of Shen's mother, who was in a bad mood.
But Shen Ye and Yin Manqing shut down their phones collectively, as if they were missing. They went to Shen's house, but they couldn't be found.
Yin Manqing was sent to the place where he was kidnapped last time by Qin Yuefeng. It was very remote, but it was extremely suitable for life. The air was fresh and the environment was comfortable. However, no matter how good a place it is, it will change if you are not with the person you like. It becomes a ghost cave.
She seemed to be living in hell, unable to escape from a web woven by demons. She was in infinite despair, and her mind was so slow that she could no longer picture Shen Ye's face.
Forehead, eyebrows, eyes, lips...
It was as if I had lost my memory overnight. I could no longer imagine their outlines accurately and clearly, but it seemed that Shen Ye's familiar back was everywhere. I couldn't touch it or catch it. There was only the accumulation in my eyes. Tears kept flowing down.
The loneliness and helplessness filling her heart became more and more intense. She was like a child abandoned by everyone, unable to find the direction or the exit she wanted to go to...
Qin Yuefeng seemed to understand Yin Manqing very well, knowing that she needed a transition period and that she didn't want to see him now, so he gave her some alone time to heal her wounds.
But the time he gave was limited. Qin Yuefeng sent her here, and the words he said to her when he left still lingered in Yin Manqing's ears: Don't overestimate me, I can't bear it for long.
The "forbearance" that Qin Yuefeng said contained so many meanings that she couldn't help but understand...
However, Yin Manqing couldn't care less about whether he could bear it or not. Her heart was completely occupied by one person. He occupied her whole body tyrannically, and wandered around her heart in a playful manner, which made her feel more uncomfortable and tormented. .
"Master, how long are you going to hide here? Mr. and Mrs., and Mr. Shen, are looking for you everywhere. I don't know who leaked the news. Everyone in the company thinks he is missing, and people are uneasy... Master... stop drinking..."
Peter had no choice but to transcend the relationship between superior and subordinate and forcefully snatched the wine bottle from Shen Ye's hand, "Young Master."
"Bring it over." Shen Ye's voice was full of drunkenness, which contained both laziness and his own unique toughness.
Instead, Peter moved the bottle further away, "Master, let me help you go to bed and rest first. If you drink any more, something serious will happen."
Peter still remembered that on the night of the first day of the Lunar New Year, Shen Ye came to his house drunk and "killed" him. He was shocked at the time. However, he didn't know until Shen Ye kept chanting Yin Manqing's name. The two of them had a conflict again, and this time the conflict seemed to be more than ordinary.
The young master he knew, had known him for such a long time, was drunk and lost his temper to an alarming degree for the first time...
Normally, Shen Ye's image in Peter's eyes is like a thick ice wall built around him. The coldness penetrates people, and he is extremely tough, able to abandon all things, whether good or bad. Outside, nothing shakes you.
Only Yin Manqing, only this person, could capture his heart so easily and influence his every move.
Shen Ye shook off Peter's hand that came to help him, "Call Yin Manqing over here."
His red eyes were unfocused and blurry. He drank a lot and was naturally drunk. Shen Ye was talking nonsense, and in his daze, he kept shouting for him to bring Yin Manqing over.
"Damn woman... Yin Manqing, come back here..."
"If the young master wants to get the young mistress back, he must wake up quickly." He was not used to such a depressed and drunken Shen Ye, but Peter was more used to Shen Ye's cold rebuke.
He still remembered that on the night of the first day of the new year, the young master said a lot of "bad things" about Yin Manqing, saying:
Yin Manqing is so annoying.
Yin Manqing is so self-righteous.
Yin Manqing is so ignorant of good and evil.
…
She talked a lot of drunken words, but every word revolved around Yin Manqing, and they were all topics related to her. Even when she was unconscious, Shen Ye was still controlled by Yin Manqing in her mind, guarding her every word and deed. Impact.
"Peter, bring me my phone...my phone..."
Peter finally helped Shen Ye to the bed. He suddenly sat up and looked around for his cell phone.
"Here, here you are, aren't you calling the young mistress?"
Peter guessed that if he called Yin Manqing, he might be disappointed again.
He called Yin Manqing's number, turned off his phone, and disappeared. This time he was so decisive that it was scary, as if he had to fight to the end.
"1,3,..."
Shen Ye clicked on the screen of his mobile phone, and his slightly pale lips recited the phone number that he had memorized by heart.
He and Yin Manqing didn't give each other's numbers a name on the phone, but they had amazing memories of each other's numbers. Even if they were drunk, even if their consciousness was not clear, they could still memorize each one accurately. Memorize the numbers without missing a beat...
"It's very late. The young lady has gone to bed. I'll accompany you to find her tomorrow, okay? You go to bed first."
He didn't listen to Peter's persuasion. He dialed it over and over again without getting tired of it, even though the beep he heard every time was a reminder to shut down the phone.
But there was a phone call that went through:
"Yin Manqing, come here right away. If you dare not come, I want you to look good."
"Do you think you and Qin Yuefeng can escape? Dream on! I can catch you even from the ends of the earth."
There was an eerie silence on the other end of the phone.
"Did you get through? Is the young master listening to the call?" Peter snatched Shen Ye's cell phone and realized that the young master had called Fu Wan in confusion.
"Tell her that I miss her and ask her to come back soon."
The hysteria on the phone just now had turned into a low voice of compromise by this sentence, and her red eyes were already covered with mist, "Peter, help me find her."
The bone-gnawing thoughts ruthlessly tortured every corner of his body. His body was hollow and heavy, rising and falling as if he was struggling on the edge of shock...