After the last person went out and closed the door, Feng Ye immediately stepped forward to hug Ye Yan, carried her to the sofa, and pressed her to sit down. The expression on his face was indescribably complicated.

"What do you do?" Ye Yan resisted and pushed him, struggling to get up, and wanted to continue jumping.

Just a few last moves, half an hour is full.

Did he deliberately want her to fail and continue to make things difficult for her?

How could he be so hateful.

Ye Yan couldn't help crying.

This dance is like a hand that uncovers her scabs, and the grievances and pains that have been pressed on her heart for the past six years are surging up wildly.

Ye Yan broke down and cried.

Three minutes later, she suppressed her crying, "I'll go out and wash my face." ”

Feng Ye stiffened her face and wanted to hug her, but Ye Yan refused, pursed her lips fiercely, and watched her go out.

Just hurt her to death.

A woman who doesn't know what to do.

His toes were bleeding, he couldn't walk at all in his high heels, and he was simply barefoot, ignoring the coldness of the floor, and rushed to the bathroom with his head down.

Looking at herself in the mirror, her red and swollen eyes, and her embarrassed face, Ye Yan slapped her face with cold water and suppressed her crying with the sound of water flow.

It's been six years, and she's long since learned to swallow tears in her stomach.

What's going on today?

I couldn't help crying in front of that hateful man.

It's a shame.

"Ahh Ye Yan accidentally kicked to the edge of the pool, and her bleeding toes hurt her heart. She was still holding water in her hand, and when it hurt, her hand shook, and the water was sprinkled on her chest at once, her pink sweater was soaked, and the clammy chill was cold.

Ye Yan, you can do it, whether it is bleeding or wet and cold, you will overcome it, you can't let your mother's condition deteriorate and your uncle go to prison.

Looking at the watch on the wrist, there were still ten minutes and twelve o'clock.

She only had ten minutes left to get Feng Ye to nod.

With a snap, turning off the faucet, Ye Yan wiped her face, turned her head and walked out, passing by a woman.

The woman was talking on the phone, and said delicately, "Ye Lu, can you wait to pick me up?" ”

Leaf tree.

Ye Yan turned around suddenly.

Ye Yu on the phone didn't know what to say, the woman giggled and covered her mouth and smiled, and then hung up the phone happily.

Is that him?

Or is it the same name and surname?

Ye Yan walked out sluggishly, there was no way in her eyes, and the name Ye Yu kept echoing in her mind.

"Bang."

Ye Yan bumped into the tray full of poured wine held by the waiter.

The waitress was very tall, carrying the height of the tray to the petite Ye Yan's forehead, and all the full wine flowed down her head under a bang, and her hair was wet and sticky to her face, covering her face.

The wine all over her body made her whole person like a chicken in soup.

"How do you walk?" The waitress was annoyed and shouted at her in an unkind tone.

Ye Yan was about to raise her head and say sorry, when she saw a figure on the glass beside her.

The figure said softly to the waiter, "This young lady seems to have an injured foot, so don't blame her anymore." The drinks were counted in my account, and I went back to the bar. ”

Ye Yan's whole person was like being struck by lightning.

The voice......

The red and swollen eyes of the crying looked carefully at the man reflected in the glass through the wet sticky hair.

The man's face has not changed much from when he was a teenager, he is wearing a white trench coat over his sky-blue shirt, and her familiar gentleness and elegance are on his bewitching face, and his eyes are looking at her feet with a little pity.

This person......

The person she dreamed about day and night appeared.

But why did she appear at this time, when she was so embarrassed.