Song Xiaobei nestled in the chair, his eyes fell on the photo frame on the table, on which was a photo of him and Leng Chan, the two looked at each other, tender and sweet, and smiled warmly. The two people in the photo used to love each other and rely on each other, but now, one is gone, no more news, and the other is guarding, standing alone.

He sighed slightly, he met her in the vast sea of people, and now, she hid herself in the vast sea of people, and he tried to salvage all her news in the sea, but so many waves passed by him, and none of them brought news of her.

He picked up the cigarette case on the table, pulled out a cigarette, and was about to get the lighter when his phone rang.

He picked up the call, connected it, put it to his ear, and went to get the lighter again, and with a "snap", the blue flames burst out, he lit a cigarette, took a puff, and wondered in his heart, why didn't the other party speak.

Song Xiaobei said "Hey" lightly, the other party still didn't speak, he smiled, it must have been that he accidentally pressed which shortcut key, he was about to press it, and his thumb stopped in an instant, because, he heard someone talking over there, one was the relaxed and happy voice of an adult, and the other was a child's immature and crisp voice.

"This little sister of Babe is so beautiful, then her mother must be beautiful too. You're so pretty, and so is your mom, right? ”

"Yes, Aunt Leng is pretty, but not as beautiful as my mother, so I'm prettier than Beibei."

"Who is Aunt Leng?"

"Aunt Leng is Aunt Leng."

"You're so beautiful, and Dad also has a lot of credit."

"I was born to my mother!"

"Don't believe it, do you? Babe's sister and her dad must be beautiful too. ”

"It's not beautiful, it's ugly to die with glasses, and the most annoying thing is that he doesn't want Beibei!"

"How do you know that he doesn't want Beibei?"

"He said it himself! Hum! ”

"It's too much, who is Beibei's father, tell me, I'll help Beibei avenge!"

Song Xiaobei only felt that the blood was rolling all over his body, his palms were full of sweat, but he was still holding his mobile phone tightly, he was waiting for the immature voice to come out with the name, although he already had the answer in his heart.

After a while, just when Song Xiaobei thought that his heart was about to jump out of his chest, the immature voice sounded again, "I don't say it, my mother said that you can't just tell people about Aunt Leng, Dad, don't tell others casually." ”

"Don't worry, son, Dad will never say anything."

There was a click, the phone was disconnected, and the sound was gone.

Song Xiaobei's eyes are red, Beibei, Beibei, he has a little daughter named Beibei! No wonder these two words fell on his ears at that time, as if they fell on his heart, with a strong warmth.

Tears flowed uncontrollably, he hurriedly covered them with his hands, but he couldn't stop them, and the tears fell on the table one by one, like a faint ending.

Recently, the most talked about in Hong Kong is the fact that the Hong Kong gang Lung Xiaotang was annihilated by the police in one fell swoop.

It is said that a shootout broke out between the police and Long Xiao Tang on the water in the New Territories, and the people of Long Xiao Tang were either annihilated or caught, but the hall owner Long Xiao was nowhere to be found. Later, the police scooped up a female corpse in the water, and her face had been scratched, and it was confirmed by the people of Long Xiaotang that the woman's name was Jiang Xueai, and she was killed by Long Xiao and thrown into the water.

In the corner of a green coffee bar, Ye Guoguo closed the newspaper, and the arrogant, beautiful but unworldly face in front of him floated in front of him.

Wu Yuankui didn't drink coffee, he held an apple in his hand, took a bite happily, and glanced at Ye Guoguo in thought, "What's wrong?" You wouldn't be sympathetic to this person, would you? ”

Ye Guoguo shook her head, "I'm not sympathetic, but I don't hate her either." This girl is also ill-fated. ”

"Ill-fated? Ill-fated can you degenerate yourself? Can you go and find someone to commit murder? Can you join the gang? Wu Yuankui sneered, took a bite of the apple, and said vaguely, "If you want to talk about fate, there are many twists and turns in your fate than yours?" But who stands up straight and lives stronger than you? Her fate is in her own hands, so her fate today is all self-inflicted! ”

"If I was born a princess on top, with fine clothes and food, fresh clothes and angry horses, and suddenly one day, I have nothing and no one to rely on, then I may not be able to stand up straight and live strong." Ye Guoguo said honestly. Her strength was cultivated from a young age, not suddenly.

Wu Yuankui suddenly smiled, "I really can only blame herself, if she hadn't provoked you at the beginning, she wouldn't have provoked Qu Da, if she hadn't provoked Qu Da, the Jiang family wouldn't have immigrated, wouldn't have immigrated, her family wouldn't have gone bankrupt, her family wouldn't have gone bankrupt, she wouldn't have gone to the gang." Speaking of which, it is the butterfly effect, where a spread of wings causes a storm. ”

"But the storm is a little too big."

"Who told Qu Da to pay so much attention to you." Wu Yuankui's tone became regretful, "Ye Guoguo, you know the truth, I actually want to call you sister-in-law, but my brother was bitten by a snake, and he was afraid of the well rope for ten years, and he was always stuck in emotional matters, and he missed a few good times in vain, and now, there is no chance." ”

Ye Guoguo looked at her, "Don't you hate Qu Da?" ”

"In terms of how much he values you, no one can compare to him."

Wu Yuankui had to admit that she was moved by Qu Jingtian's death-defying pounce, and the person who dared to take her life to love shouldn't be so bad, did she misunderstand him before? "I think he's pretty good now, kind and elegant, like a decent gentleman, oh, if only he had been so amnesiac."

Seriously, she was really worried that his memory would come back, that look was so hateful, she wanted to be beaten up!

Ye Guoguo smiled, yes, it's good to keep losing memory like this.

"Did you decide to stay?" Wu Yuankui put the apple core on the plate, leaned in front of her and asked gossiply.

Ye Guoguo thought about it and was about to speak, when suddenly an excited voice sounded, "Guoguo!" ”

Because of the excitement, it seemed abrupt, most of the people in the coffee house looked at the voice, and a look of amazement immediately rose in their eyes, the boy in front of him was so beautiful! Wearing an off-white windbreaker, his figure is extraordinarily straight, like a bamboo pole, between his eyebrows, gentle as jade.

Ye Guoguo burst into tears at that moment, what a familiar voice, the voice that had accompanied her for many years!

She stood up hurriedly, and watched the tall figure approach without blinking, they were all so close, why was it so vague? She wanted to laugh, but the tears still flowed uncontrollably, she wiped her tears, but she couldn't wipe them dry, she couldn't wipe them all the time.

"Guoguo," the tall man also burst into tears, he looked deeply at this crying and laughing fool, she had never cried in front of him, she would play cruelly in front of him. He suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged the fool tightly in his arms, "Guoguo, Guoguo, I've been looking for you for many years!" ”

"Yingjie, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm hiding!" Ye Guoguo choked up.

For so many years, Wei Yingjie has always been a concern in her heart. But she was so selfish that she didn't dare to look for him, because she was afraid that Qu Jingtian would find her whereabouts through these relatives around her. Now, she finally saw him, and she could see him without any scruples!

A man and a woman hugged each other and shed tears in a café full of guests, attracting frequent attention, Wu Yuankui recognized this tall, handsome boy with joy and sorrow as Wei Yingjie back then, and she was amazed by the first meeting and asked for an autograph.

"Hey, I mean, wouldn't it be better for you two to sit down and talk? are all teary-eyed, can you see if each other's faces have pockmarks? ”

This statement caused everyone to laugh, Ye Guoguo also laughed, tears still flowing, too excited and surprised.

Wei Yingjie wiped her tears with his sleeves, wiped his own tears, took her hand and sat down opposite Wu Yuankui, he looked at her greedily, "Guoguo, it's good to see you, it's good." ”

"You didn't come all the way to Beijing, did you?" Wu Yuankui was also moved by the scene of reunion after a long absence, she did not forget the mutual contribution of the two back then, and the dedication of relatives was closer than that of relatives.

Wei Yingjie took out a magazine from his bag and pointed to the cover, "It was it that made me find it." ”

This is a well-known French fashion design publication, and the cover turned out to be a picture of Ye Guoguo looking back in ancient costume, Ye Guoguo recognized that the dress was the one designed by Tang Xiaomei and asked her to wear it on the catwalk.

But how did this photo get to the magazine and make it on the cover?

"I accidentally saw this magazine on the plane to South Africa, and when I arrived in South Africa, I immediately went to France and found the photographer of this photo, he is a French designer, and when I heard that I was looking for the cover character of the magazine, he took me to the famous designer Bonn, and Bonn said that you are back to Beijing, and I immediately went back to Beijing without stopping."

Wei Yingjie smiled, his eyes were full of pleasure, and the dimples at the corners of his mouth were as bright as before.

What he didn't say was that when he returned to Beijing, it was overwhelming that the president of Aoki International sacrificed his life to save his wife, and found the hospital where Qu Jingtian was hospitalized, and happened to meet Ning Yuan, who recognized him and told him that Ye Guoguo and Wu Yuankui were drinking coffee in the green coffee house in front of the hospital. He didn't say a word, he went straight to the coffee house, he didn't want to ask Qu Jingtian's condition, he just wanted to see her immediately and see if she was okay.

"Yingjie, where have you been all these years? It must have been a hard time, right? Ye Guoguo asked sadly, remembering that he traveled all the way west, to Tibet, to Qinghai, and then lost the news.

Wei Yingjie shook his head lightly, "It's not bitter." He briefly recounted those years.

That year he left Beijing, a kind of westward, while working and walking, so he stopped and stopped, he went to Tibet, and then he met a lost photographer on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, who was a Singaporean, and the two traveled together, and soon became good friends, and then they walked together throughout the west, and when they parted, the man asked him if he would like to go to Singapore. Wei Yingjie thought about it again and again, went with him, learned photography with him, and returned three years later, but things were wrong, Minsheng Street was demolished, grandma moved away, he saw a tombstone, with the names of Uncle Ye and Aunt Zhao written on it, and what made him even more desperate was that Ye Guoguo was washed away by a huge mudslide, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, so he began to look for Ye Guoguo in the world.

When he told Ye Guoguo about this, he understated it, as if it was an ordinary statement, but he could still hear his pain that day, his hatred, his regret, his sorrow, his pain, and his tears, all turned into an obsession: Guoguo is not dead! I'm going to find her!

His grandmother once held his head and cried and said to him, "Child, don't look for it, Guoguo is gone, you wake up." At that time, everyone who knew him thought he was confused, even his grandmother. But he knew that he was sober, and he knew what he was doing. He finally did one thing right and found the person he was looking for.

Ning Yuan walked into the ward and saw that one big and one small in the room were busy with themselves.

Huahua buried her head in playing with the computer, Qu Da leaned on the bed to read a book, and when she saw him come in, the father and son raised their heads at the same time to take a look, and at the same time buried their heads to continue.

Ning Yuan is funny, this pair is biological!

He glanced at the book in Qu Jingtian's hand, "The Snow of Kilimanjaro", the name was somewhat familiar, and he tried to recall it, as if it was about the anguish and remorse of a man named Harry when he was dying, his disgust with the past, and his desire for a new life.

Ning Yuan looked at Qu Jingtian thoughtfully, Qu Jingtian raised his head, met his inquiring gaze, and smiled, "Say it." ”

"Say what?" Ning Yuan was inexplicable.

"Don't you have something to say?"

Ning Yuan's eyes flashed slightly, and he sat down opposite him, one foot cocked, and he spoke slowly, "At the gate of the hospital just now, I met a person. ”

Qu Jingtian's gaze fell on the book again.

"Don't you wonder who this person is?"

"I'm curious or not, you can say." Qu Jingtian said without raising his head.

Ning Yuan was angry, he didn't say anything.

Quietly in the room, there was occasionally the sound of flipping books and keyboard tapping, Ning Yuan looked at this pair depressedly, what virtue!

He couldn't help it, "You don't want to know the way, I'm going to tell you!" ”

Huahua sneered and laughed out loud, "Uncle, you lost!" ”

Qu Jingtian also smiled and put down the book in his hand, "Okay, who is that person?" ”

Ning Yuan stared at him without blinking, "That person is very handsome, he has a melancholy temperament, he was once popular because of an advertisement, and now, he is still very handsome, he has a man's atmosphere, very sunny, and very persistent." ”

The smile on the corner of Qu Jingtian's mouth did not change, and he looked at him quietly, waiting for the next step.

"If you don't have amnesia, you should know who he is. If you really have amnesia, I tell you, his name is Wei Yingjie. Ning Yuan didn't miss the expression on his face at all, but he was disappointed, and Qu Jingtian didn't even move his eyes.

Instead, Huahua jumped up, and her voice was so excited, "My uncle! Where is he, I'm going to tell my mother that my uncle is back! ”

"You say he's your uncle?" Ning Yuan was stunned.

"I didn't say it, my mom said it." Huahua corrected, "Where is he, why didn't he come in with you?" ”

Ning Yuan looked at Qu Jingtian and wanted to laugh or not, "I told him that Ye Guoguo was in the café opposite, and he immediately ran away, that's called a quick!" I guess they're hugging and crying right now. ”

"Opposite the café? I know that I am going! Huahua hurriedly picked up the computer, walked on two short legs, and ran like a fly.

The author has something to say: thanks to the mines of the golden years and simple rocket artillery.

Small Theatre:

Guoguo was annoyed by Qu Da, and roared: What do you like about me, I'll change it!

Qu Da was pleasantly surprised: Did you really change?

Guoguo: Really changed!

So Qu Da listed a page and held it in front of Guoguo.

Guoguo took a look, one second, two seconds, and the third second, slapped it on Qu Da's face and went wild.

Qu Da waved his little hand and hurriedly chased him out.

Huahua Shi Ran walked over and picked up the paper on the ground, only to see that it was written:

I like that you don't smile at me, that you ignore me, that you don't let me hug, that you don't like me

Huahua admired it to death, is this the highest level of a swordsman?