Since Zhao Ying'er was "hehe" twice by Ouyang Mingyue, Zhao Ying'er knew that everything on the Internet was unreliable, and Ouyang Mingyue was obviously in love with Yang Yunruo. is the same woman, the same woman in love, she can see from Ouyang Mingyue's demeanor that she loves Yang Yunruo just as much as herself. Her forced smile was just for her own eyes, and she was indeed silently crying in her heart.

So she no longer took the initiative to find Yang Yunruo, and no longer tried every means to get close to him. If he really has no relationship with Ouyang Mingyue, then she will not hesitate to be with him, even if it is the barrier of Mingzhu, she will try her best to exclude and convince. It's just that she's just a little girl who met the right person at the wrong time.

Back at home, Zhao Yinger felt that her soul was gone, like a walking corpse. Every day when I woke up, I leaned on the cushion at the head of the bed, silently, waiting for my mother to call her to dinner, and then sat quietly in the living room with my eyes blankly watching the various pictures flickering in the TV. Lunch, dinner, and then silently go back to your room to sleep, and the cycle repeats.

This kind of behavior once made her parents and brother think that she had lost her soul, and if she hadn't been able to answer fluently, maybe she would have found a wizard to do it. While they may not believe it, this is the closest treatment to the symptoms.

Time passed little by little, after all, it slowly brought some energy, and when I saw my parents' haggard appearance, I couldn't bear to comfort my parents and make them happy. Slowly and silently followed his mother to the street, walked together, walked around, although he was still silent. Finally, I will pick up my mobile phone like a young man to take a look, take a look at what has happened recently, and see if Yang Yunruo is doing recently. Perhaps, he got back together with Sister Ouyang. That's right, they are the most matched, one is talented, and the other is a model of talent and beauty, just like the perfect arrangement of God.

It's just that in the dead of night, I still secretly think about him. The emotional thing is very wonderful, so wonderful that Zhao Yinger can't help but think about Yang Yunruo, thinking about everything about him, even if it is eating and dressing, walking and riding in the car, talking and coughing. Everything was so perfect and so sweet. Since she was a child, Zhao Yinger never knew that this kind of longing was so sweet.

It's just that Zhao Yinger, who has had dinner early, is a little confused, because the information that is constantly refreshed on the Internet is Yang Yunruo's negative news. Plagiarism, theft, snatching, team operations, and even the former so-called perverts, nymphomaniacs and the like have been re-mentioned. The rendered Yang Yunruo seems to be a heinous villain, a scumbag figure in society.

No, it shouldn't be like this, this is not Yang Yunruo. Although Sledgehammer is not very handsome, but very attractive, although not decisive, but he is kind, although he is not very angry, but he is very good at taking care of people, he does not know how to refuse others, he is not emotionally intelligent, he always makes himself angry. However, this is Yang Yunruo, the Yang Yunruo she fell in love with.

Zhao Yinger's face was as white as snow for a while, and red blood for a while, which made her parents and brothers who were watching TV and playing together at a loss.

hurriedly quit Weibo and dialed the phone call that I thought about day and night, and haunted my dreams. At this moment, nothing is cared for, nothing is cared. Yang Yunruo, no matter what the road ahead is, is in the same boat through thick and thin.

……

Yang Yunruo answered Zhao Yinger's phone call and hurriedly opened Weibo. You don't need to look for it at all, all the recommendations are related content, and you can understand the beginning and end of things by clicking on any one.

Looking at all the laughter and scolding, falling into the well and gloating. Yang Yunruo felt that it should not be his own problem, but that Yang Yunruo in this world was poisonous. It's only been half a year since I crossed over, and I've experienced more events than ordinary celebrities in their lifetimes, what do you say isn't poisonous? Thinking of crossing, I can't help but think that there is such a setting in the fantasy web article in my previous life, not that people in this world will be suppressed by the heavenly way of this world. But I didn't come by myself, I crossed over inexplicably, and this pot was carried on my back?

still remembers that when she went on a blind date with Wen Yuqi, the Weibo account she showed herself, 'Yang Yunruo has been black all his life'. Sure enough, the number of fans on this Weibo has exceeded five million, which is even more than himself. No wonder it is said that 'good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles'. When I pay attention to myself, I pretend not to see it, and when I see it, I swarm when I see it.

However, what the hell is Tagore, is it true that only China has changed in this world, and no other country has changed? It seems that he really has not understood the history of the world, and he still thinks that the world has changed. It's just that whether there is a change or not, the problem has already occurred and must be solved.

Yang Yunruo's face slowly gloomy, although he didn't care too much about this matter in his heart, he didn't feel good.

"Is there really something?" Yang Yunlan asked lightly as he looked at Yang Yunruo's changing face.

"Well, I'm going back to the company. Sister, tell your mother. Yang Yunruo got up, he was used to carrying a backpack, carrying a backpack everywhere he went, just like a woman who goes out will bring a bag. As a former IT person, it feels unprofessional not to carry a backpack. His computer, ID card, bank card, etc. are all placed in it, and as long as he carries this bag, he will carry his whole life. Put on your bag, set off, and you can go all over the world.

"You make it clear, I won't let you go out if you don't make it clear. Yang Yunlan was making the last struggle, still thinking about the task assigned by his mother.

"Hey, the company's affairs are more urgent, I have to rush over by myself, and I have to leave now. Yang Yunruo sighed, he didn't dare to tell his sister about himself, although he said that he might have seen it inadvertently, but it was better not to say it, and it was better to hide it if he could.

"Then, you eat something first, and I'll ask your brother-in-law to drive you there. Finally, Yang Yunlan let go of his brother's grip on his brother's arm, and looked at his brother's deep appearance not like a writer, that is, something terrible might really have happened.

"I'm going to the airport. Yang Yunruo said that no matter what, the plane is always the fastest means of transportation. If you can give yourself a ride, then you will get closer to your destination sooner.

"The airport is so far away, there is not enough fuel, and even if you can go, you will definitely not be able to come back when you return." This is the New Year, it is very troublesome to refuel once, and you have to queue for a day. The brother-in-law, who was lying on the sofa playing a mobile game, said reluctantly, and the sound of gunshots in the game came from his mobile phone.

"I'll take a taxi. Yang Yunruo looked at the brother-in-law who was lying down and playing games, and said softly with a look at the sister with a difficult face.