"I'll go back to my room and read a book!" After chatting with Ding Qian for a while, Yang Yuxi felt more and more unhappy. She stopped watching TV and said she went back to the bedroom.
When she returned to the bedroom, of course she was not reading, but in a daze, thinking about Ding Qian's words and what she should do. Deep down in her heart, she longed to reconcile with Ye Ming, and she also hoped that Ye Ming could take the initiative to contact her.
Some clues can be seen from the fact that once she is free, she will pick up her mobile phone from time to time to look at it. Because in normal times, although she also plays with her mobile phone, she does not play it so frequently.
"What should we do? Should we take the initiative to contact him?" Yang Yuxi's expression changed and she muttered in a low voice. Ding Qian's words gave her a strong sense of crisis. If the cold war continues like this, it will be very detrimental to the relationship between her and Ye Ming.
Yes, from this point of view, she should call.
But whenever she thought of his heartless words and decisive gesture that day, she couldn't help but give up the idea of calling him. Her status in his mind was far different from that of the person in the painting. If Ye Ming didn't let him think about it,
If she gets through, even if she calls, it won't help.
…
While Yang Yuxi was distressed, Ye Ming was equally unhappy.
During this week, he couldn't eat well or sleep well. Two pictures kept going back and forth in his mind. One was the scene when he met the person in the painting, and the other was every bit of his time with Yang Yuxi. At the beginning, this scene
The two scenes continued to appear alternately, and eventually they became one-sided. The person in the picture appeared less and less frequently. Most of the time it was in scenes with Yang Yuxi, her sad eyes in the study, and her moving out.
The lonely and sad figure in the villa...
The more he thought about it, the more irritated he became. Ye Ming couldn't help but put his head in his hands, let out a low growl, and went to the bar to drink. However, drinking did not solve his troubles, but made him more irritable. Just as he said,
Borrowing wine to soothe your sorrows will make them worse.
"One more drink!" After finishing the glass of wine in one gulp, Ye Ming snapped his fingers at the bartender and prepared to ask for another glass. Luo Yunchan advised from the side: "Young Master Ming, you have already drunk a lot, don't drink anymore.
Already."
"Don't stop me." Ye Ming raised his eyebrows and said. "If drinking can really solve your problems, I will never stop you, but in fact it can't. For several days in a row, you have dragged me here every day.
After drinking, not only did I not get better at all, but I became more and more irritable. Isn't this enough to explain the problem?" Luo Yunchan advised.
"What exactly do you want to say?" Ye Ming asked. "Escape will not solve the problem. If you can't let go, then go find her." Luo Yunchan said sincerely.
"What can't I let go of? She ruined my sketch, my most cherished thing, and my three-year dream. It's good that I didn't kill her. How can I not let her go?" Ye Ming sneered.
.
"Then do you want me to help you kill her?" Luo Yunchan said coldly. "You dare!" Ye Zhanzhen shouted without wanting to. "You said you don't care. Such a low-grade deceit came out after just one try."
Luo Yunchan shook his head secretly. Men in love have really low IQs.
"When did you become as annoying as the fat man?" Ye Ming gave him a sharp look and said angrily. "The person in the painting is just a dream, a dream that is far away and impossible to realize. Now the sketch has been ruined.
, it’s also time to let go, this may not be an opportunity for relief...”
