Putting her on the bed, Qu Yanbei returned Yun Qiao's cell phone to Yun Jia.
When he just came out of the crayfish shop, he casually took Yun Qiao's phone number.
He found the phone number of the store on the Internet and asked the clerk to add his WeChat account. He paid the bill and apologized to the clerk: "Anything I didn't order, I'll give it to you to eat. I'm sorry for the trouble."
Yunjia came out of the room.
Qu Yanbei hasn't left yet.
"Mr. Qu, thank you for today.
Sorry, she may be mentally a little..." Yun Jia didn't know how to describe it, "Anyway, don't think too much about it."
Qu Yanbei smiled bitterly: "It's okay."
He looked at Yun Jia and said, "Yun Qiao told me that she is married.
Did she just suddenly mistake me for her husband?"
Yun Jia: "Maybe."
"Has her husband... passed away?"
Qu Yanbei asked again.
Yun Jia: "It's very complicated, not as simple as you think."
"He is dead, but you are afraid that she won't be able to bear it, so you tell her that she just disappeared for many years?"
Qu Yanbei asked.
Yunjia glanced at him.
This man is quite smart.
He can't really be the reincarnation of his father, right?
However, apart from a very abstract similarity in appearance, there is almost no evidence.
There are very few similarities. There are often a few strangers in the human race who look just like brothers and sisters.
Qu Yanbei's profile looks three-quarters like Xi Lanting's, which doesn't explain anything at all.
"...I'm really troubling you today."
Yunjia said, "Shall I take you downstairs?"
"No, you take care of her."
Qu Yanbei said, "I'm leaving first."
When he went downstairs, Qu Yanbei stroked his blue wrist, thinking of Yun Qiao crying and looking crazy just now, and felt inexplicably sad.
It turns out that she has such a pain that is difficult to heal in her heart?
Her husband has left her?
Qu Yanbei sat down in the flower bed directly opposite Yunqiao's downstairs and subconsciously wanted to touch the cigarette case in his pocket.
It's a pity that I didn't bring it with me.
He didn't go home and looked up at the window on the eighth floor.
There was no light on in the master bedroom, the entire window was dark, no shadow could be seen, only the lights of the tall buildings in the city in the distance were reflected on the glass, flowing with brilliance.
He looked at it for a long time.
The look is a bit wild.
The wall built deep in his heart suddenly collapsed. Nothing could trap his raging emotions. He wanted to be willful again.
Ever since he was little, he has never done anything he was unsure of.
This time, he wanted to step into an unfamiliar jungle.
Even though there were thorns and thorns all over his body, he still wanted to get through them.
He longs for the surprise of the mysterious depths.
Qu Yanbei sat downstairs for a long time.
Behind the flower bed is a basketball court, where seven or eight people are playing basketball; there are people walking on the path, walking their children, and walking their dogs. The surrounding area is lively but not crowded.
Qu Yanbei sat there without anyone disturbing him.
After a long time, he got up and went home.
Yun Jia had already turned into a cat, jumped out of the window and climbed to the top floor to observe Qu Yanbei.
Qu Yanbei sat for an hour, looking upstairs.
If he is not the reincarnation of his father, Yun Jia feels that he is doomed to be disappointed.
Yun Qiao maintains the tradition and rigidity of the Republic of China period in her treatment of relationships.
She never enjoys a new life, she clings to her deepest attachment.
Yunjia sighed.
Yun Qiao woke up at dawn.
She sat up and was stunned for a while; Yunjia turned into a white cat, lying on her quilt, sleeping soundly.
She got up to drink water, which alarmed Yunjia.
Yun Jia landed and became a girl in white, with sleepy eyes: "Mom, are you feeling better?"
Yun Qiao drank a glass of water in one breath: "Did I scare Qu Yanbei yesterday?"
"He's fine.
I told him that you have some mental problems, and he can understand."
Yun Jiadao.
Yun Qiao hummed, having no objection to this statement.
"Mom, why did you have a sudden attack?"
Yun Jia asked, "Sixty years ago, you thought that man was your father, but the result still made you miserable, and you even wanted to make a tree.