Chapter 222: What Are You Crying For?
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But at this moment, Ye Qinbao felt as if he had never known Li Yanchuan before.
The man couldn't allow her to hesitate, and spoke impatiently again: "If Miss Ye feels that there is nothing to take away, I guess I will find someone to throw all your things out directly, right?" ”
It should be a questioning statement, but it was said by a man with a certain taste.
It didn't seem like asking Ye Qinbao's opinion, but it seemed like informing her.
Ye Qinbao's hand hanging down his side was tightly clenched into a fist, but he had to raise a smile and said, "If Li Shao is there, a poor person like me, of course I can't want nothing." ”
As he spoke, Ye Qinbao took a step towards the place where the two of them were.
If he could, Ye Qinbao just wanted to turn around and stay away from here, and he didn't have to worry about anything, he just needed to keep running towards the front.
But no, you cannot.
Her manuscripts, as well as her mother's relics, are all in Bishui Lan Garden.
It was obviously only a few meters away, but under the gaze of the two, Ye Qinbao felt as if he had walked for a century.
Then she finally stood in front of the two of them, and smiled politely at the two: "Excuse me." ”
As he spoke, he walked around the two of them without hesitation.
Everything in front of her was so familiar, always reminding Ye Qinbao how many happy times she and Li Yanchuan had spent here in the past year.
Forcing yourself not to look.
After Ye Qinbao came to his room, he began to clean up the manuscript on the table.
When she first came to Bishui Lanyuan, she came alone and didn't bring anything.
Now that I'm leaving, I feel that there are too many things that I can't give up.
But in the end, she just packed up her manuscript and brought it with her.
I was just about to leave with my things.
The notebook stacked on top of the manuscript suddenly fell to the floor, revealing just one of the pages.
Ye Qinbao lowered his eyes and looked at it, and just saw that there were several rows of words at the top of the page: "Li Yanchuan, Ye Qinbao's in-house husband, responds to requests, and is an important grade SSSS." ”
What happened before was like a horse's eye, constantly flashing in front of Ye Qinbao.
Ye Qinbao finally couldn't help it, and after putting the manuscript next to him, he picked up the notebook that had fallen on the ground.
The fingertips slowly stroked the rows of words, and Ye Qinbao's eyes blurred instantly.
A tear fell on the notebook, instantly wetting the notebook, making the man's handwriting unclear.
The door was opened in an instant.
Ye Qinbao wiped the tears on his face in a panic and hid the notebook behind his back.
looked towards the door, but found that Li Yanchuan didn't know when he was actually standing at the door.
Ye Qinbao put the notebook away, then picked up the manuscript that was put aside, and said to Li Yanchuan: "Don't rush, I've already packed it up." ”
As he spoke, Ye Qinbao was about to walk outside.
Unexpectedly, when he was about to cross the man's side, he was grabbed by the arm.
Ye Qinbao looked at the man's side face, and before he could speak, he was pulled by the man towards the room.
couldn't help but struggle, Ye Qinbao frowned and said, "Please let go." ”
The man ignored it, and directly pulled Ye Qinbao into the room, and the door was 'touched' shut.
The field of vision became dim, and Ye Qinbao felt that all the nerves in his body tensed up at this moment.
"What are you crying about?" The man's voice seemed to be in his ears.
Ye Qinbao was stunned, thinking that he was seen crying just now, Ye Qinbao felt an unprecedented embarrassment welling up.
Before he could argue, he heard the man's mocking voice ring: "Obviously kicked me away after thinking I was useless, what are you crying about now?" ”
As he spoke, the man's voice jerked up.
Ye Qinbao was taken aback.
The moment he raised his face, he just crashed into the man's scarlet eyes.
Ye Qinbao felt his heart beat a few times.
Unable to care about the things in his hand, Ye Qinbao used all his strength to break free from the man's shackles, and ran away without looking back.
It's like Li Yanchuan behind him is not a person, but a flood beast.
And the man behind him just watched the other party leave in a hurry, and he didn't mean to catch up at all.
It's just that the flickering darkness in those cold phoenix eyes indicates that this is far from the end.
Wen Ting'er saw Ye Qinbao running out, hurriedly came to the room, slowly came to the man's side, and asked, "Yan Chuan, if you don't go out again, Qin Huai will urge you again." ”
"Who gave you permission to call me 'Yan Chuan'?" The man suddenly looked at her.
The cold eyes seemed to have nothing in them, but they seemed to hide countless violence.
Wen Ting'er's face turned pale, and she was speechless.
"Who gave you permission to hold my arm?" Li Yanchuan said, taking a few steps towards Wen Ting'er.
Wen Ting'er was so frightened that she stepped back sharply.
There was extreme fear in his widening eyes.
"Next time, if you dare to make your own opinions......" Li Yanchuan said and paused, the meaning behind it was self-evident.
Wen Ting'er felt like she had been slapped hard, and she hurriedly trembled: "Next, don't dare next time......
"Get out!" After Li Yanchuan finished speaking, he didn't look at her again.
Wen Ting'er didn't dare to hesitate, or even dare not look at the man's current movements, and turned around and left as if fleeing for her life.
The man who remained in the room glanced at the room, and there were traces of Ye Qinbao's life everywhere.
His eyes fell to the ground, the manuscript that Ye Qinbao had left behind just now.
After Li Yanchuan bent down to pick it up, his eyes suddenly became dangerous.
Ye Qinbao, there is a long time between us.
*
After Ye Qinbao rented a house outside, he didn't want to recuperate at home, so he simply came to Yi's directly.
Yang Xiaolei and others, who had long known that Ye Qinbao was being followed, hurried to Ye Qinbao's office to offer condolences.
In the face of everyone's inquiries, Ye Qinbao didn't know how to tell the truth, he could only say that this matter was still under investigation, and there should be a result soon.
When everyone left, Yang Xiaolei looked at Ye Qinbao's neck still wrapped in bandages, and couldn't help but worry: "Qinbao, why do you feel that you are always in accidents?" ”
Ye Qinbao also said that he was helpless.
After Yang Xiaolei confirmed that she had gradually recovered, she seemed to think of something, and said with a little suggestion: "Why don't we go to the temple to worship, only half of this year has passed, and we can't continue to be unlucky." ”
Ye Qinbao originally wanted to say that he didn't believe this, but looking at Yang Xiaolei's serious face, he finally nodded in compromise.
It was set for Saturday morning, and the weather was just fine.
Ye Qinbao got up early in the morning, and after coming to the agreed place, he found that it was not only Yang Xiaolei who came, but also brought a Xu Ming.
Thinking of the relationship between the two, Ye Qinbao shook his head and smiled.
Life as a light bulb is really inevitable.
"Qinbao, this way, this way." After Yang Xiaolei saw Ye Qinbao, she waved her hand and motioned for her to come over.
Ye Qinbao hurriedly walked towards the two of them.
"Have you had breakfast, we've got you it." Yang Xiaolei said and took out the lunch box from her backpack.
Ye Qinbao, who had already eaten breakfast, couldn't refuse the other party's kindness, so he could only accept it, and then said with a little helplessness: "Are you here for a spring outing or to worship God?" ”
Yang Xiaolei was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Oh, look at me, there are too many children in the family, and I am used to preparing all kinds of food." ”
Saying that, Yang Xiaolei was a little embarrassed.
On the contrary, Xu Ming, who was standing on the side, smiled dotingly.
"Since I've already brought it, I'll accept it with gratitude." Ye Qinbao laughed as he spoke.
The three of them finished their breakfast on the side before walking towards the mountain.
The temple is on the top of the hill, in fact, there is a direct bus.
But everyone felt that only those who went up after the trek could be considered sincere.
So they all chose to climb the mountain.
So there were a lot of people along the way.
When approaching the top of the mountain, Yang Xiaolei really couldn't walk, so she could only be pulled up by Xu Ming.
Looking at Ye Qinbao, whose face was not too good, Yang Xiaolei couldn't help but ask: "Qinbao, do you want to take my hand and go up together?" ”
Ye Qinbao looked at the two of them, and finally shook his head.
I gritted my teeth and climbed up.
The scenery on the top of the mountain is excellent, Ye Qinbao looked at the clouds and mist in the distance, and suddenly felt that even if he didn't believe in Buddhism, it was worth the trip to be able to come up and take a look at such a scenery.
They went in to worship in turn, and when it was Ye Qinbao's turn, she knelt on top of the futon, thinking about what she asked for.
But after half an hour, my brain was still blank.
Feeling that the people behind him were about to urge, Ye Qinbao was a little frustrated, and slowly stood up from the futon.
Yang Xiaolei hurriedly came up and asked, "Qinbao, what wish did you make?" ”
Ye Qinbao shook his head and said, "My brain is blank, and I haven't made any wishes. ”
"Oh Qinbao, how can you drop the chain at such a critical moment? It would be nice to make a wish directly and hope that everything will go well for yourself. Yang Xiaolei said, with a look of hatred that iron is not made of steel.
Ye Qinbao looked at Yang Xiaolei, who had obviously become a lot more extroverted in front of him, and didn't know if the other party was like this because he was familiar with him, or because of Xu Ming, who had been silently guarding beside him, he had these changes.
Without thinking about it, Ye Qinbao smiled with relief and said, "It's okay, anyway, the scenery here is so good, I won't lose if I come." ”
"No, how can you not make a wish when you come here, let's go to the wishing tree, although the tree god and the Buddha are not of the same school, but at least they are a god." Yang Xiaolei said the back, almost talking to herself.
Ye Qinbao was helplessly dragged to the wishing tree.
After taking the strip of cloth and brush, Ye Qinbao thought for a long time, and finally slowly started writing and wrote a row of words.
Then let the monk on duty help him hang up.