The outgoing call automatically hung up after a minute, and Wang Jie called again, and her judgment was not wrong. In one of the rooms upstairs, a quiet, faint ringing of a cell phone rang, repeated again and again, and the sound became clearer and clearer. Xiao Ye is at home.

Another minute passed, the call page of the mobile phone automatically exited, the ringtone of Xiao Ye's mobile phone stopped repeating, everything returned to silence, and Wang Jie stood in front of the door of the study where Xiao Ye rested at night since the two of them got married.

The door slowly retreated in the strange silence, and with the help of the light in the living room, Wang Jie's shadow stretched little by little in the light and shadow of the door, and stretched into the study, until the shadow touched the end, and she also saw Xiao Ye sitting on the sofa facing her.

Xiao Ye sat motionless facing Wang Jie and his wedding photos on the wall, his laptop on the desk behind him, the screen lit up alone, and under the desk were scattered pieces of shredded paper and crumpled paper balls. When Wang Jie walked in, he accidentally stepped on a paper ball, she bent down to pick up the paper ball from under her feet, unfolded it and looked at it, on it was Xiao Ye's handwriting, writing liver failure, illness, treatment, and a doctor's name and contact information.

Wang Jie picked up a few more pieces of paper and paper balls on the ground, each with a different disease written on it, and three of them were records related to organ failure. Wang Jie's heart was beating empty. She saw that there was still a paper ball in front of her, although a voice in her heart told her, don't look at it anymore, it's useless to look at it again, you lied to Xiao Ye, what you told him, it couldn't happen, but she still couldn't control it and picked up the paper ball and held it in her hand.

She slowly unfolded the piece of paper, revealing two words in the corners of the paper, heart. Xiao Ye sat in front of her, with his back to her, and after calming down, he said in a mechanical tone slowly: "It's late, everything, it's late, it's too late for everything." ”

But Ye Quan looks the same as normal now, but, indeed, it's too late. Wang Jie remembered that one afternoon, she and Xiao Ye were sitting in the living room of Xiao Han's villa, watching Xiao Han and Mr. Wen walk to the pavilion next to the white rose field. That time, Xiao Han talked with Mr. Wen for a long time, and she still remembers that Mr. Wen said: "Balance, I can only help him control this balance now, and I can't guarantee that I can help him keep it all the time, once the balance he is maintaining now is broken...... Really, no one can help it. ”

Later, Xiao Ye asked her what Xiao Han and Mr. Wen had talked about, and she lied to Xiao Ye for the first time. She's not good at doing this kind of thing, and she doesn't like to lie to people, but sometimes, she really has to. She pretended to be sorry and said, "It's too far away to see clearly." However, Uncle Wen seems to have said your name, he can't be talking to Uncle Xiao about you, right? ”

Then, not knowing what came to mind, they laughed in unison. Xiao Ye is really laughing, but Wang Jie can't laugh and laughs more like a laughing person than him.

Wang Jie understands Xiao Ye's feelings for Ye Quan and Xiao Han, and she has no way to assess whether Xiao Ye's current approach is right or wrong. Because whether it is her or anyone, when she knows that the person closest to her is likely to leave her, it is difficult to calm down and continue to live the peaceful life that she used to have. What's more, it was Xiao Ye's situation, he knew that there was a cliff in front of him, but he was still pushed to the mouth of the cliff little by little, and he wanted to go back but found that he couldn't go back for a long time, so he could only move forward in fear, and he didn't know how far he was from the cliff, with hope and despair.

That night, Wang Jie went downstairs and moved all the wine she could find to the balcony of the study, she couldn't think of a better way to comfort Xiao Ye, she could only hope that after he drank, he would talk more, and if someone listened next to him, he would feel better.

Xiao Ye's alcohol consumption was not good, and he soon got drunk, at the beginning, he told Wang Jie that when he heard Lin Canghai say those words in the afternoon, because of the alcohol, he didn't care about it and said: "Do you say it's his fault?" Why can't he take good care of his wife, and he still wants to hurt my dad, is my dad sorry for him? You say, my dad, when, sorry for him? Which time it wasn't for his words, my dad went to his company to help him. Even me," he gestured to himself, "even I was taken to his company by him, because, my dad was going to Rose." Fourteen, I went to learn things I had never seen before, I couldn't learn, you know what he told me? He said that he didn't know why my dad chose me, he only said it once, from childhood to adulthood, just once, but I always remember. ”

After speaking, Xiao Ye smiled stupidly for a while, took an empty bottle of red wine in front of his eyes, shook it, and said with a smirk: "My dad won't let me drink more, he said that drinking is not good for your health, so I only drink a little bit when I am socializing in the company - what are you laughing at, it's really just a little bit." ”

Wang Jie looked at Xiao Ye and said while giving her the "little bit", laughed so much that he bent down, stood up and finally controlled the expression on his face, sniffed, and said, "Then what you mean is that you are entertaining me." ”

Xiao Ye leaned on the edge of the balcony and shook his hand: "No, no, I've never been drunk." Wang Jie leaned against the edge of the balcony with him and poured himself a sip: "That's what you've never drunk like this before." ”

The two of them leaned on the edge of the balcony for a while, Wang Jie's consciousness was still awake, but Xiao Ye had already begun to be confused, and poured the empty wine bottle into his mouth, but he didn't pour it out once, and he had to pour it again, and he couldn't pour it out again, and he lost his temper. Wang Jie laughed at him a few times, and stuffed him with the remaining half bottle of beer in his hand, and he let go of the poor red wine bottle.

Wang Jie reached out and touched a can of beer - that was what she bought in the supermarket before, so she bought two cans, and the other can had been drunk by her, and the empty cans didn't know where to remake - she pulled the cans and opened them, reached to her mouth and took a sip, without giggling, and said: "When I was a child, my dad often didn't come home for a long time, I missed him, so I asked my mom when my dad would come back, and my mom always lied to me and said that she would come back tomorrow." Actually, I know that he is a police officer, and I know that he is very busy, but I just really want him to come back and spend more time with me, whether it is an hour or ten minutes. But he never came back. Once, he didn't come home for more than half a year, and when he came back, he bought toys and wanted to hug me, but I, I didn't even know him, I was so scared that I cried and hid behind my mother. ”

She reached out to wipe the tears from her face, sniffed her nose, and continued, "When I was six years old, my dad had been dead for a year, and I still often dreamed of him...... But his face, I never saw clearly in my dreams, you say it's not funny. One day, I came home from school and saw a box on the windowsill with a disc inside. Xiao Ye, if I had known what it was, I would never have opened it to see it. ”

When he was six years old, Wang Jie didn't know how he watched the whole video until he finished watching it. She heard her mother whimpering incessantly, and a cold voice said, "You don't want her to die, do you?" Let's have a game. "A gun was thrown at her father's feet.

She saw that he slowly bent down and picked up the gun, and when he straightened up and pointed the gun at his head, his eyes were closed, the bruises on his forehead were bursting up, his bruised face could not tell whether it was sweat or tears, and his lips were white and trembling.

When my mother dragged her tired body back from work, she was met with a look of fear and disgust, and her cold sentence "What is this?" I ask you, what is it? It's you, it's you who killed my dad, it's you! ”

She didn't listen to her mother's explanation, and she didn't know that her mother called her name Xiaojie heartbreakingly on the night she broke out of the door, and looked for her on the streets and alleys for a night. The only thing she remembers is that she changed her original name to "Wang Jie" in the transfer procedures, and changed it to "Wang Jie" with a sense of revenge.

Now that Wang Jie thinks about it again, he realizes how deeply and painfully he hurt his mother's heart with the things he did at the beginning. At that time, she lost her father, but at that time, her mother lost her husband and a six-month-old child who had not seen each other at the same time, didn't her heart hurt more than herself, not more painful than herself? But her mother never blamed her, tolerated her bad temper in the past, forgave her ignorant hurtful behavior, and chose to forgive unconditionally and unreservedly because of her "Mom, I was wrong" when her life was almost over because of her.

Wang Jie suppressed the tears in his eyes, leaned back slightly, and poured beer into his mouth with a grunt. Xiao Ye had really drunk too much, leaned on the side of the balcony, and said in a muffled voice: "For a while, I ...... I thought about looking for my biological parents, but I also thought about not looking for them, they didn't want me, why should I go to them. It's ridiculous, I found it anyway and saw my mother in an underground casino,...... Mother. ”

That year, Xiao Ye was just eighteen years old, and he hid from Xiao Han and Ye Quan and used the power of some of his subordinates. But Xiao Ye has been hesitant, and just when he was about to give up, his mother found him.

Xiao Ye still remembers the smoke and noise that gave him a headache in the casino, and his mother, a woman with heavy makeup and a bewitching dress, stood in a corner, talking to a thin man in a charming manner, reaching out and gently hooking the man's collar and leading him into a room behind him.