But Ai Yan is such a rare seedling. It's a pity that Wu Mingye didn't give the director more information, and Ai Yanye really has no desire for this circle. This circle is too dirty, even if the mud is not stained, there is no guarantee that others will pour dirty water on you. Ai Yan likes to keep a low profile and does not like to play a presence in front of everyone.

After eating, Ai had to go back to the hotel to pack his luggage. The ticket has been bought and it will be ten o'clock tomorrow morning. She calculated the salary, nearly fifty or sixty thousand, plus the monthly novel dividend, it should be no problem to work and study in college. But from now on, she has to find a smaller house, a very small kind, with an expenditure of several hundred yuan a month.

She was planning her future, but when she looked up, she saw Ye Tingliao standing upright on the side of the cold road. He just looked at her directly, without saying a word, and there was a distance of four or five meters between the two. I don't know why Ai Yanzhen feels weak, and she obviously feels that Ye Tingliao is angry, very angry, the kind of anger after being deceived. He suppressed it so well that apart from his aura, there were hardly any emotional fluctuations on his face.

This feeling was still felt when Lu Qingrou drugged her that time. Ai Yan was a little scared, and suddenly she was very scared in her heart, and that kind of fear made her tremble, and it made her even more cold than this cold wind. It was as if his gaze had turned into sharp ice, cutting open her skin bit by bit, leaving her scarred.

Ai Yan slowed down, moved over little by little, and then asked cautiously, "Why are you here?" ”

Ye Tingliao didn't speak, didn't say a word. Ai didn't even have the courage to look up at him. She knew that what Ye Tingliao hated most was that girls lied to him, because of his mother, he was almost crazy about deception.

The two of them were in a stalemate, until Ai felt like her whole body was about to freeze. But I heard Ye Tingliao's angry and suppressed voice: "Ai Yanyan, what am I in your eyes?" Isn't it nothing. In your eyes, I'm not even as good as Wu Mingye, and you'd rather beg him than ask me for help. Ai Yan, do you think that I can't afford to raise you? Or do you think I'm worthless! What if you look for me! Ai Chen, if you like me, you'll die! In the end, Ye Tingliao almost roared, but he suppressed his mania and anger, afraid that the madness he couldn't hide would hurt the flesh in front of him.

Ai Yanyan wanted to explain, but Ye Tingliao didn't give her a chance to explain. He turned around and ran, but after running a few meters away, he took off his coat and draped it on Ai Yan's body domineeringly. His voice was hoarse, as if a voice floated out of a crack: "It's cold, I'm so cheap, I'm worried about you, I just like you." ”

After speaking, this time Ye Tingliao really ran away. Ai Yanchen moved his lips, and the words he wanted to say lingered in his throat thousands of times, but finally he was pressed to his throat by a force mixed with guilt and sadness that emerged from the bottom of his heart, and pain and panic came from his heart, so the fear and panic that he had never had before burst out at that moment, and spread to all his limbs, draining all of Ai Yanchen's reserve and pride. So on that cold and windy night, a girl with a good figure and a beautiful appearance ran all over the streets and alleys, looking for a person named Ye Tingliao.

When she returned to the hotel, it was already five o'clock in the morning, she didn't know how she persevered, but when she arrived at the hotel, she knew that the original flat shoes would also hit the feet, the original legs would really be soft, the original loss was such a feeling, the original heartache would be suffocating, and the loss would be painful.

No matter how Ye Tingliao's phone call is, he will no longer be in the service area. Ai Yan has been beaten over and over again, but what he can get is deeper and deeper despair each time. She ended up crying and collapsed on the carpet of the hotel.

She said, "Ye Tingliao, I miss you." Don't lose sight of me, don't leave me. ”

However, there was no response.

At ten o'clock, Ai Yan left Kunming on time and returned to City C, her head was very dizzy, she felt in a trance, and the figures around her made her even more dizzy. When she arrived in City C and returned to her small apartment, she didn't give up, knocked on the door of Ye Tingliao's house but no one answered. She returned to her small room with tears streaming down her face, and she didn't even have the strength to clean up. I only feel as if half of my life has been lost, and the remaining half will die or die, and I will end up depressed.

She sat on the couch without saying a word, her eyes unfocused. She thought about it over and over again, and there was only one sentence that had turned in her mind countless times. "Ye Tingliao doesn't want her anymore." The more you fall into this way, the more desperate you become, and the more desperate you are, the more you feel that you can't regret it. She didn't know when she fell asleep, but when she woke up, she was still nestled on the couch and the phone rang.

Looking at the caller ID, for a moment, all the fear and worry vanished. However, the voice on the other end of the phone disappointed her.

"Sister-in-law, can you come over for a while, Brother Ting, he drank too much and went crazy. He keeps calling your name, and he won't listen to any persuasion. It was Song Zhi's voice.

"Where?" Ai Yan held his dizzy head and kept himself awake as much as possible.

"Twilight. We didn't dare let him go somewhere else, which was his family anyway. Song Zhi was afraid that Ai Yan would misunderstand, so he explained in a hurry.

"I see, I'll be right over." Ai said as he got dressed.

When he got up, Ai Yan felt that the world was spinning, and he quickly grabbed the edge of the sofa and let himself slow down a little. Then a groggy taxi went to twilight. There was a chaotic and restless atmosphere in the twilight of the night, and strangely enough, such restless music could not appease those cold and piercing hearts, as if those who were drunk had no heart, so no matter how cheering and dancing the people on the stage were, they were as dead and dead as ever.

"Brother Ting, don't drink it." Song Zhi couldn't look at it anymore, and reached out and snatched the beer from Ye Tingliao's hand. "What the hell are you crazy about?"

"Brother Ting, that's enough. If you continue like this, your sister-in-law will be angry. Li Jinyang also dissuaded.

Ye Tingliao finally reflected a little, but unfortunately that reaction was a bitter smile that was more ugly than crying. He choked and his voice was hoarse, like porcelain torn by someone, and he whimpered in the wind: "She doesn't want me anymore." ”

Song Zhi and Li Jinyang glanced at each other, and their hearts were clear. She is probably the only person in the world who can make him so miserable.

When Ai Yan entered the door, he saw Ye Tingliao sitting in the corner, pouring wine into his mouth. It's really a terrible drink, and the beer bottles on the table in front of you are like non-alcoholic drinks. He looked so lonely, as if the joys of the world had nothing to do with him, even if the world was warm, his heart was still desolate.