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One afternoon time. Tang Yixiu is playing puzzles with Jingqing. Ching has a great interest in puzzles. It was as if his eyes were shining. Staring at the puzzle in your hand and loving it.

Liang Yimo sat in front of the window. A large bunch of purple hyacinths blocked her view. She is surrounded by the scent of flowers. Looking at the man sitting on the sofa from afar. He was very patient and talked to Qinqing on the side. Even though Jing Jing won't talk to him. Sometimes they look at him with their eyes. Indicate what to do.

That's a big step forward. If it weren't for the fact that she had heard Qin Jing call her mother. At one point, she thought that she really couldn't speak.

Qin Jing is very well-behaved. Played for a while. I went to take a nap on time.

Tang Yixiu took a Grimm fairy tale and read it to her in front of the Qingqing window. Until after she fell asleep. He put down the book. Turned around and went to the kitchen.

There was a sound of clattering dishes and chopsticks colliding in the kitchen. Liang Yimo stood at the kitchen door in a trance.

Anyone would have thought. A man of one meter and eight men in the kitchen. Wrapped around a funny apron. How warm it is to be busy.

"There's boiled soup in the pot. Wake up and give her a hot spot. Let her drink it while it's hot." Man unraveling apron while unraveling. While walking towards the door. Hand her the apron in her hand as he passed by. Walk past her to the hanger. Grab your coat and get ready to leave.

From beginning to end. The expression on his face was tepid. No one can find fault with her.

"Don't go......" Liang Yimo stopped him.

The man's back stiffened. There was a pause. Didn't look back. Under Liang Yimo's gaze, he stepped forward again. Without the slightest hesitation.

"Okay. I apologize. I was wrong. I wouldn't say anything like that."

Liang Yimo quickly stepped forward with half a push. Pulled out his sleeves. There was sincerity in her tone. Half helpless. and afraid.

Then. She was really afraid that the man in front of her would really leave her behind. Six years of getting along. She had long since gotten used to him being around her. She was really afraid that one day Tang Yixiu wouldn't care about her. Leave her. Then she has no relatives around her.

Look. Liang Yimo, you are so selfish.

Tang Yixiu stopped. He suddenly turned around. hugged Liang Yimo tightly into his arms. His arms are very strong. hugged her tightly. Liang Yimo's head was pressed against his chest. He also has a broad chest. Liang Yimo didn't know why he used it. A hard heartbeat pounded in her ear. They are so close. The unfamiliar smell of mint came to my nose. Liang Yimo was a little flustered.

"Mer. What do you want me to do with you?"

Tang Yi sighed slenderly. He always called her Mo'er so affectionately. It's so easy to call. Another Liang Yimo was so flustered. Unprepared.

Liang Yi silently leaned on his arms. Said softly. Yi Xiu. You know. I can't live without you. We are...... Loved ones."

She paused for a moment. They were ....... before she had spent a long time thinking about their relationship. She treats him as her closest person. I can't do without her.

"Then relatives."

"Mer. Don't say anything like that again. Don't even mention it. There is no such thing as an if."

"Mer. Just look back. I'll be behind you for a while. As soon as you turn back. You'll see me. As long as you turn back ......"

Final sentence. Tang Yixiu silently recited in his heart. Just put your arms around her. They watched the sunset outside the window together. This moment will last forever. Rest.

Even for a moment.

**

Yip's Group Commercial Building.

Ye Chen stood in front of the window with his hands in his hands. Through floor-to-ceiling windows. Looking down on the whole city. The proud figure of the man falls on the reflective glass. It seems a little lonely.

Dull eyes. Dark and deep. It makes people more and more unable to see through this man's mind.

For six years. His temper became even more uncertain. Even his right-hand man, Li Yue, was often punished.

Six years ago. Yip faced a financial crisis after that. Under the leadership of this Mr. Ye. Overcoming many difficulties. His thunderous means. Let the entire Ye family face a big wash. Become the ruler of the Ye family. Now he. Foot stomping. The entire capital and even the business community will be shaken three times. He had the wealth and power that all men in the world wanted. But it's even more lonely.

Life. There is a take. There is a give-and-take.

Those distant and fragrant memories. Coming and going. Like a white fragrant flower; One by one, they bloom in the past. The fragrance lingers.

Memories of the past. I never forgot what it was like. But after so many years. Almost for the rest of his life. Those scenes are getting clearer and clearer.

A lot of things that I thought I had forgotten about a long time ago. But I thought about it in an instant.

Those soft pasts. Gentle and gentle. It became his best dream in six years. And only in dreams. He was able to pretend that she hadn't left.

"Tatsu ......"

She whispered in his ear. The sound made his bones soften. Her cheeks are rosy. look at him with misty eyes; Her hands clipped limply on top of him. He kisses her nose. Kiss her on the lips. Kiss her earlobe. Kiss all over her skin. Her skin is as delicate as porcelain. When the hand touches the tender, it can pinch out the water; He was on her. They do the closest movements. Each impact went deep into each other's souls.

When she was the only one in her ear, she called him again and again:

"Tatsu ......"

"Tatsu ......"

Low, low. Gradually, it took root in his heart. It's like an incorrigible ulcer. All the way to the bottom of my heart. He couldn't bear the pain either.

"Mr. Ye. It's time to take your medicine."

Li Yue pushed the door in. He holds a small bag of white pills in his left hand. In his right hand, he took a glass of boiling water. Walked in.

This time. Only Li Yue dared to disturb him.

This kind of thing is supposed to be what a secretary should do. But today everyone can see that the president has a bad temper. The secretary who was supposed to remind him to take his medicine. Standing at the door, he didn't dare to come in. Seeing that a long time has passed. In the end, I had to ask for help from the good-tempered Li Yue.

Li Yue came in. I saw a man standing in front of the window and leaving him with a lonely back. Now he's powerful. But it's colder than ever.

Ye Chen turned around. Sharply. Let it go."

Li Yue put water and pharmacy on his desk. I saw that his face was a little tired. So he reminded. Mr. Ye. It's time to eat. Do you want me to order you a quick meal?"

"No, I don't. You go out first."

"Okay. The total water of the leaves is not too hot. You'd better take the medicine first."

"Hmm."

Li Yue retreated. Close the door gently.

Ye Chen stared at the white pills on the desk from afar. In the end, he poured all the white pills into the trash. It only takes a moment. There are no pills on the table.

What's the use of taking medicine or not. He was already a torment in his own right. If only it would have relieved him of his pain for a moment. The real pain has long been stationed in the bottom of his heart. Day and night. Corroding his heart.