When the child suffers, the mother will only suffer more than him.

Qi Ye kissed her lips; "Lan, Xiao Jiu is still alive, and when we go home, we will compensate him well......"

"No matter what he does in the future, I won't teach him a lesson......"

He hugged her, almost trying to rub her slender and fragile body into his body and become one with him, so that he could be in her place in pain and grief in her place.

Qi Ye has never been afraid of pain, but he is most afraid of the pain of his beloved.

……

The night went on so long.

At dawn, Ye Weilan fell asleep again in a daze.

Qi Ye changed his clothes, made a phone call, picked up the sleeping person in the car, and drove out.

……

The magnificent and elegant concert hall welcomed the only two guests of the day.

The man is wearing a black trench coat and sitting sideways on the sofa, quiet and elegant.

He held a beautiful woman in his arms, with snow-white skin, slender skin, white dress and black hair, and she looked like an angel behind a glass window when she was asleep.

The morning sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows, sprinkled on the black and white keys, reflecting a pair of elegant hands.

A piece of bright light is refracted on the wall, the time jumps and dances from time to time, accompanied by the rhythmic and soothing piano sound, quiet, warm, full of warm color memories.

A dancer in a long black dress danced on the stage, with black hair like flowing water, a thin and beautiful figure, and a beautiful dancing posture like a painting.

It's a pity that the only audience doesn't give much face.

Qi Ye always paid attention to the expression of the person in her arms, perhaps the soothing music finally took effect, the sorrow between her eyebrows and eyes dissipated little by little, and she was finally able to fall asleep and have a good dream.

The melodious sound of the piano lasts from early morning to dusk, and the dancers never stop.

The warm yellow sunset shines on the cheeks of the sleeping man.

Qi Ye raised his hand and stroked: "It's time to wake up, little lazy pig." ”

Ye Weilan's long eyelashes trembled, slowly opened his eyes, and muttered: "Brother Ye Bing, I'm so hungry......"

Qi Ye hugged her and stood up, turned around and walked out.

The sound of the piano on stage stopped for a moment.

The dancer stopped dancing at the same time, lifted the corners of her skirt with both hands, and curtsy: "Lord Night Emperor, the master ordered me to remind you that time is running out. ”

Qi Ye's footsteps did not stop, and he walked out calmly.

Outside the glass door was a hustle and bustle, and Ye Weilan's tender white nose sniffed: "Lan Lan is going to be hungry......"

Qi Ye carried her into a restaurant, and after feeding the little woman who had been hungry for a day, he carried her home.

"Brother Ye Bing......"

"Huh?"

"Lan Lan seems to have dreamed last night......"

"What did you dream about?"

“…… I don't remember ......."

"It's okay."

"When will it be dawn?"

"Soon ......"

She lowered her head, her clear eyes dimmed, and rubbed on his back: "It's dawn, are you leaving?" ”

Qi Ye stopped and looked at the little girl selling flowers on the side of the road.

The little girl ran over with a basket of flowers, a basket of roses, all colors, colorful and fragrant, she raised her face, and a sweet smile appeared on her mouth: "Big brother, buy a bouquet of flowers and give it to the big sister, the big sister is so beautiful." ”

Qi Ye's eyes fell on those flowers, and he picked a blue rose and gave it to Ye Weilan.

Ye Weilan held the flower and remained unyielding: "Brother Ye Bing, you haven't answered Lan Lan's question yet, is it dawn, and you are leaving?" ”

Qi Ye smiled faintly: "No." ”