The pedestrians passing by the street, looking at Ye Beibei who was crying in grief, some people's eyes were sympathetic and compassionate, some people's eyes were strange and incomprehensible, and some were disdainful and disgusted, but Ye Beibei couldn't see anything, and didn't want to see anything, just squatting there alone, crying and choking.

On the side of the road, there was a dazzling Porsche Cayenne, Li Minglang sat in the car, leaning his head on the back of the chair like a prostration, he sadly turned his head through the car glass, looking at Ye Beibei who was squatting on the ground and crying, Ye Beibei was in pain at this time, like a little ice embedded in his heart, and the cold chill instantly soaked his whole body.

In his life, Li Minglang has never felt so powerless and defeated.

Li Minglang came back this time really because Ye Beibei heard that Ye Beibei was going abroad, so he returned to China, and in the past few days after he returned to China, his heart has not been settled, he wants to leave Ye Beibei so much, but he has no position, no reason, no qualifications.

He doesn't have the heart to work seriously these days, he called Ye Beibei, she pushed it eight times out of ten, thinking that Ye Beibei was leaving, his heart was like growing grass, every day he would drive the car to Ye Beibei's house downstairs intentionally or unintentionally, and he happened to watch Ye Beibei go out today, he was afraid that she would annoy him, so he didn't dare to show up, just drove the car and followed behind her.

Li Minglang watched Ye Beibei come to the café from the law firm, watched her and Jiang Yuezhou looking at each other with tears in the glass through the glass, watched Ye Beibei cry and ran out of the café, and then took a taxi to leave, he was afraid that Ye Beibei would have an accident, so he kept driving a tailgating taxi.

He watched Ye Beibei go and return again, looking for Jiang Yuezhou like crazy, looking at her crying at the moment, he closed his eyes, and countless thoughts turned in his heart, a moment ago he may still have a little hope, but now he is very sober and calm, he finally understands that he can't keep Ye Beibei.

"Bebe, don't cry. Li Minglang got out of the car, squatted beside Ye Beibei, reached out to help her wipe her tears, Ye Beibei looked up in a daze, looking at Li Minglang in front of her in a daze, after a while, she put the Buddha back to consciousness, raised her hand and brushed the messy broken hair at the corner of her forehead as a cover, smiled at him reluctantly, and wanted to stand up, but she was already exhausted from crying, and when she stood down, her body was even more shaky, as if she was about to collapse to the ground.

Seeing her so weak, Li Minglang hurriedly stepped forward to hug her, and said in a hoarse voice: "Beibei, don't be sad, everything will pass, I'll send you home first." ”

Ye Beibei wanted to restrain herself, but she didn't know the point, she didn't want Li Minglang to see her crying red eyes, but as soon as she turned her head, her eyes were facing the sun, and her eyes were very sore, because of excessive crying, even her temples were aching.

Li Minglang half-helped and half-hugged Ye Beibei into the car, at this time Ye Beibei had no strength to resist, and she said in a weak voice: "No, I won't go home first, you can send it to the square in front of my community." ”

Obviously it was summer weather, Ye Beibei sat in the car but shivered, Li Minglang gently held her hand, but found that her hand was cold and scary, he turned on the air conditioner in the car, and said to Ye Beibei softly: "I will drive the car to a secluded place, you first lean on the back of the chair to rest, and I will send you home later." ”

Ye Beibei was really tired, she looked at herself in the rearview mirror, her face was pale, her eyelids were red and swollen, her voice was nasal, it was obviously impossible to go home with this look, she leaned back on the back of the chair, her heart was sour, her eyes were closed, and tears came out of her eyes again, she was afraid that Liminglang would see it, so she hurriedly wiped it with her hands, turned her head, and fell asleep in a daze.

As soon as Li Minglang saw Ye Beibei asleep, the smile on his face immediately retracted, he turned his head and looked at Ye Beibei greedily, her face seemed to be covered with a thin layer of water because of crying, under the irradiation of the eyes, it was slightly swollen, and even the black and thick eyelashes were stained with infinite moisture, heavy and inexplicably sad. Li Minglang looked at Ye Beibei like this and felt very distressed, this Ye Beibei was struggling to support herself, and she wanted to whitewash the peace in front of her family, what about her own!

He smiled silently and bitterly, his eyes were dark, and he changed to a very rare positive color.

After Ye Beibei woke up, her spirit looked much better, but her voice was a little hoarse, and her head was dizzy, she estimated that she was going to catch a cold, she said goodbye to Li Minglang and got out of the car, and Li Minglang didn't say anything more.

Sent away Ye Beibei, Li Minglang sat alone in the car, he is not like Jiang Yuezhou, his career is very great, he is hugged on the table on weekdays, but he is a lonely person in private, if Li Minglang is depressed, he always has to find a lot of friends to accompany him.

But he didn't want to get drunk today, he had to make a big decision in an extremely sober state.

Li Minglang lit a cigarette, leaned against the car window and smoked slowly, he has loved Ye Beibei for many years, loves her smart eyebrows, loves her pouting and finding awkwardness with herself, and loves the way she bows her eyebrows...... Because of this countless love, he will be so unscrupulous, and because of this kind of love, he can pretend not to care when he knows that she doesn't love him.

When Ye Beibei agreed to marry him, he was really happy and hopeful, but Ye Beibei's absent-mindedness, loneliness and frustration turned his hope and deception into a joke.

He knew that her sad loss, those painful tears, were all because of what, he knew that the person in Ye Beibei's heart was not her, for so many years, it has not been him, and it will never be him.

Li Minglang was in the car, sitting in a daze for an afternoon, cigarette butts were thrown down a small pile next to the car, he looked up at the light on the window of Ye Beibei's house, such a night, such a wait, in this life, this is the last night!

He threw the cigarette butt in his hand out of the window, the red sparks drew a beautiful arc in the night, he took out the phone and called Jiang Yuezhou.

Li Minglang stood by the floor-to-ceiling window of the box and waited for Jiang Yuezhou, in the dark night, the lights of the city shone brightly, beautiful as a fantasy, and a burst of footsteps suddenly sounded behind him in silence, his steps were steady, his steps were even, Li Minglang did not move, still maintaining his original posture, staring straight at the beautiful and cold lights outside.

As soon as Jiang Yuezhou came in, he saw Li Minglang standing by the window, the silhouette of the cultivation was like a silent silhouette painting, even he had to admit it, Li Minglang was not inferior to himself in terms of appearance or scheming, but he didn't know why, he was in Ye Beibei's place, and he had been unwelcome.