113, escape from the fine sand in the hands of the past
Hua Ning smiled, began to take off her windbreaker, and put on her pajamas. "What do you mind, go and wash it, I'm going to bed first."
Xie Yunshu walked to the bathroom, stopped by the door, turned around and said, "Good night, sister Hua Ning."
Hua Ning had already laid down on the quilt and corrected her with a smile: "Just call me sister and be affectionate."
"Okay, sister."
Genius Meng Meng Liang, Hua Ning woke up Xie Yunshu. She said seriously: "If you want to leave the hotel, hurry up. If you are late, the people who are looking for you will be waiting at the door." The longer the delay, the smaller the chance of leaving smoothly.
Although she values this girl, she won't take too many risks with her.
Xie Yunshu was so frightened by her words that she woke up, sat up and asked, "He came to see me?"
Hua Ning suddenly became nervous when she saw her, and denied: "No, but if I guess correctly, he is still looking for you in the hotel."
Xie Yunshu opened the quilt and got out of bed. He endured the pain in his body and frowned, "Then let's go quickly." He started to put on his clothes and shoes.
Hua Ning took her things with her and said, "I'll go to the lobby to check out, and you can wait for me in the parking lot on the second underground floor." Hua Ning took out her hat and put it on Xie Yunshu, covering half of her face.
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"Okay." Xie Yunshu looked back at the woman in front of him, feeling moved in his heart.
When they got downstairs, they went to different floors respectively. Although there was Mu Wen and others waiting in the hall, they didn't know that Xie Yunshu had been hidden by Hua Ning and would not leave in the hall.
After Hua Ning completed the check-out procedure, she took the elevator to the second underground floor and took Xie Yunshu to her car. He drove her out of the building and directly out of the city, onto the intercity expressway.
The car was speeding on the highway, and Xie Yunshu's emotions were as complicated as the scenery passing by outside the window. This city, where she had given her love and affection, ended up leaving her covered in bruises. She only hoped that this escape could give herself a new life.
Start, forget the past, and move forward again.
Qiao Ye returned to the company early in the morning. When Mu Wen told him that Xie Yunshu had been taken away by an unknown woman, his ice-like eyes scared Mu Wen and almost backed away.
"Mr. Qiao, I will find someone to find out the details of that woman as soon as possible and get her back. Don't worry." It's not difficult to get her back. What's difficult is that you can keep her.
Qiao Ye threw down the document in his hand, stared at Mu Wen and said angrily: "She left just and openly, is this your efficiency?"
Mu Wen lowered his head and said cautiously: "Mr. Qiao, the hotel is not small. When we arrived, she had already left in a car." When he saw her reaching the second underground floor, he asked someone to go downstairs to chase her, but it was too late.
Qiao Ye didn't want to see Mu Wen's submissive look anymore, and warned in a cold voice: "If you can't find her, just donate this month's salary to charity."
"Okay, I'll try my best." Mu Wen was on the verge of crying but couldn't help but pray in his heart that Xie Yunshu wouldn't run away, otherwise he would be benefiting himself at the expense of others.
Qiao Ye paused, his big palms clenched into fists, and said bitterly: "Catch Yin Pu as soon as possible, I will make his life worse than death." He originally lived happily with her, but Yin Pu's appearance ruined this life.
How could he not hate everything...
Mu Wen took a breath of cold air, lowered his head and said, "Okay, I'll leave now."
Mr. Qiao, you tortured me away by yourself, and you blamed me for not being able to get him back. I was wronged. And Yin Pu has another target to look for a needle in a haystack.
In the evening, Qiao Ye returned to the villa after socializing. When he opened the door, he felt that the hall was deserted and lifeless. The sofa was neat and tidy, with no sign that anyone had sat on it, and there was no sign of her sleeping there, waiting for his return.
He only turned on a chandelier, sat on the sofa, lit the cigarette silently, and took a deep puff into his chest.
After half a cigarette, my meditation was interrupted by a doorbell. When I opened the door, I saw Qianlin, one of my ex-girlfriends whom I hadn’t seen for a long time.
Qiao Ye had never taken her to his home before, so he didn't know why she suddenly found it here.
He asked calmly: "Why are you here?"
Qianlin held something in her hand and stood outside the door with a smile. "Your secretary Mu Wen told me that you were not in a good mood and asked me to accompany you." Nothing could escape his eyes, so he simply explained directly.
When Qiao Ye heard her intention, his heart still fell silent and he refused: "No, you can go back."
"I brought you the red wine you like, why don't you try it? I came all the way here."
Seeing her getting into a fight, Qiao Ye was still uninterested and refused again: "I'm not in the mood to drink."
She said stubbornly: "Then let's sit and chat."
Anyway, she was lonely staying in the house alone, so it was good to have someone to talk to. Qiao Ye no longer refused and turned sideways to let her in.
As soon as Qianlin entered the door, she turned on the lights in other corners of the hall, and the first floor suddenly became much brighter. Looking around at the clean and orderly environment, she couldn't help but sigh, although it was fulfilling, it didn't feel like home.
Qianlin put down the red wine she brought, found a cup and poured some for Qiao Ye, recalling: "I remember you used to like this wine the most, and its quality has remained unchanged after so many years."
"Well, it's very fragrant and doesn't have a sour taste." The red liquid swayed in front of his eyes, but his heart was as emotionless as the surface of a frozen lake.
"I used to think about how to get the method and recipe for making this wine, so that I could make a lot of it myself." At that time, she liked to study his hobbies, and she once tried to learn how to make this kind of wine, which has dozens of processes.
Qiao Ye glanced at her beautiful face as before, turned his head and said lightly: "It's very complicated."
She smiled and added wine for him and said, "Well, once we went to the factory to drink the freshest wine, and you bought a whole box of it back."
Those past events seemed to have been separated for many years, and his memory was already blurry. More memories were all of those moments and occasions when Xie Yunshu existed.
“There are still a few bottles left, I don’t know where they were put.”
"It will become more mellow after a few years, and you will like it better."
Qianlin talked happily, but Qiao Ye became more and more lonely. After not answering for a long time, he issued an eviction order: "Qianlin, thank you for coming to accompany me, but you should go back. I really am not in the mood to do anything to you."
Her face darkened, and she couldn't bear his depression in her heart, so she advised: "Qiao Ye, you have invested too much time in the company and neglected the relationship. Since you really like my wife, you should treat her well instead of hurting her.
.Love is sometimes like sand held in your hand. The tighter you squeeze it, the faster it disperses. I'm leaving, so take care of yourself."
Qiao Ye lowered his head and looked at her, wondering how he had ended up in a situation where he needed his ex-girlfriend to comfort and persuade him. "Okay, goodbye."
Qianlin said no more, picked up her bag and walked out of the villa. No one else can heal or eliminate emotional pain, only she can untie her heart.
Qiao Ye stood by the door and stared at her walking away, thinking about what she just said.
It turned out that Xie Yunshu was like sand in his hands. It was because he held her too tightly and controlled her too harshly that she was lost forever. Even if he met her again, he was still unable to take her back as she was.
