Yu Hang's mouth was crooked, and he took the towel away angrily, "In terms of face-changing, Sichuan Opera ranks second, and you are the quintessence of the Chinese nation."
Ai Ye touched his face as if he couldn't hear his sarcasm, "How can I? I don't dare to queue in front of you no matter what."
No matter how old you are, you can't act on impulse.
She has learned wisdom through every hardship, and she should act like a beggar when asking for help. She doesn't mind being humble.
As long as he lets her go, she has even sacrificed her body, what else can't be sacrificed?
When something happens, there is no need to be afraid. What is afraid is that you have legs that cannot move and a heart that is weak and evasive.
Ai Ye understands this truth well.
After all, it is the driving force that has sustained her for more than ten years.
After Yu Hang wiped her hair, she went to bed without leaving a lamp for her.
This is a driving rhythm.
The revolution has not yet succeeded... Ai Ye took a sip of red wine, gained the courage to come to his bedside, and whispered, "Yu Hang, I felt unwell a month ago and went to the hospital. The doctor said that the report came out and that I have cancer.
"
Yu Hanghuo sat up.
Huh? This reaction...
Oh my God, isn't it...a little big?
Ai Yefan was shocked, and his vacant eyes made her feel unbearable.
She quickly lowered her head and said, "Are you worried about me? Don't worry, it's probably wrong most of the time. I'll go back and check again."
"What cancer?" he asked.
"It's stomach cancer."
He lowered his eyes and sat with his chin propped up for a while.
He was always condescending, and only at this time, she looked down at him.
Very dreamy feeling.
The little hand was about to touch his dark head, but then pulled it back. At the same time, he raised his head and blew out a heavy breath, "What are you doing standing there stupidly! Go take a shower and go to sleep." The word 'get out' didn't have any momentum at all.
Ai Ye said good night and went to the door.
"Get back here! Is the water in the bathtub used to raise fish?"
"oh."
Ai Ye went in and took a comfortable bath.
After her hair was dried, Yu Hang was still awake. He was sitting in front of the small bar, holding the glass of red wine she had drunk, in a daze. When he heard the door open, he took a sip, put the glass down and said, "The flight is booked.
, Ji Yuancheng will accompany you back at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."
She was delighted.
Somehow, Yu Hang thought of a lyric, I will love you even if I die...
The person who died holding her was not him, it was Ji Yuancheng.
Night, deep.
Some people are tossing and turning.
Some people sleep peacefully.
The sky in the early morning was a wash of blue. Ai Ye stretched out and got out of bed and did yoga in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Towards the end, she heard a knock on the door. She opened the door and saw Master Jiang holding two plane tickets in his hands in a cheerful voice, "Secretary Gu, the president asked me to take you back to Xishi!"
It seems that this is a very glorious and arduous task.
Yu Hang came out of the room wearing sunglasses and passed by them without turning his head to the side. His angular thin lips opened lazily, "Uncle's work is more reassuring."
"Thank you, President, for your appreciation! President, walk slowly!"
Master Jiang happily sent Yu Hang off.
Ai Ye blinked. Normally, Ji Yuancheng was his right-hand man who was personally promoted by him. How could he trust him more than Master Jiang?
From what aspect and angle did he analyze it, Master Jiang is better?
Make him feel more at ease?
Ai Ye turned her head and walked to the window, raised her head and squinted her eyes to see that the sun was very red and bright, but the sunlight was just right, not dazzling and not too hot. There was only one explanation for wearing sunglasses at this time - to look cool and cool.
is it necessary?
Chapter completed!