Ling Yanqing + Ye Yifanwai - Casablanca (count it as a National Day gift~)
On Christmas Eve, Ling Yanqing received a large bouquet of lilies, pale pink petals, and the beautiful flower X exuded a rich fragrance, when she took it from the courier, she hurriedly held it in her arms, her nose was full of intoxicating fragrance, and a card with C in the bouquet fell with it-
Don't give up on someone you love dearly. γLatest chapter reading. γ
Very flowing handwriting.
Again.
She looked at it a little puzzled for a few seconds before throwing it in the trash.
Every year on Christmas Eve, Ling Yanqing always receives such a beautiful bouquet of lilies, and the words attached to the card have never changed in three years.
It's not that she wasn't curious about who the person who sent the flowers was, at first, she thought it was a prank made by an acquaintance, who expected, the person who sent the flowers had never appeared in three years in addition to this card, and there had been no other words, and when she asked the people around her, they were all "just kidding, am I so idle" look.
Ling's mother happened to come down from upstairs, and when she saw her daughter holding a flower in her hand, she looked pensive, and asked with great interest, "Yo, which boy sent this flower?" β
"Mom, don't make fun of me." Ling Yanqing smiled and put the flower in her hand on the table.
"I remember that the first bouquet of flowers that your father bought me when he chased me was this kind of flower." Ling's mother smiled slightly, picked up the flowers from the table again, and handed them to her daughter, "At that time, he went to Hong Kong to go to university, and before leaving, he gave me a bouquet of flowers, casablanca. β
βcasablancaοΌβ Ling Yanqing was stunned for a moment, and took the flower again, she only knew that her parents had known each other in junior high school, and the rest had never heard them mention it, and when she heard Ling's mother mention it, she couldn't help asking.
"yes." A trace of nostalgia crossed Ling Mu's eyes, "Casablanca, Perfume Lily, it can be seen that the person who gave you this bouquet of flowers has a deep intention." β
"Why?" Ling Yanqing was puzzled.
"Do you know its flower language?"
Ling Yanqing couldn't help but laugh, "Mom, you still know the language of flowers." β
"There are some things that you want to know, it's easy to know." Mother Ling smiled slightly, "Although I have known your father for a long time, we haven't been together until college, so when he gave me flowers for the first time, I was both happy and confused." β
"And then?" Ling Yanqing asked with interest.
"Later." Ling Mu smiled, "Later I learned that this is a very strange flower. β
"It has two flower languages."
"Don't give up on someone you love dearly."
"And, unaffordable love."
"Don't give up on a loved one you love dearly, a love you can't afford?" Ling Yanqing subconsciously repeated it, muttering to herself, "It seems to be very contradictory." β
Ling's mother smiled noncommittally, "It was at that time that I knew your father's intentions, so I made an impulsive and persistent decision to accompany him to Hong Kong." β
"Mom, I didn't see it, you and Dad were very romantic when they were young." Ling Yanqing exclaimed, "However, isn't Grandpa angry?" β
"Your old antique grandfather was naturally angry, but later, we got married soon after graduation, and with you, he accepted it." Mother Ling touched her daughter's head lovingly, "You see, there are some things, after a long time, there are always different choices and answers. β
Ling Yanqing was in a trance for a moment, and quickly covered it up with a smile, "In the end, you still love each other." β
How could Ling's mother not notice the reluctance in her daughter's smile, she sighed knowingly, so she had to pat her shoulder and persuade, "Go to bed early, didn't you say that you would go back to school to see the teacher tomorrow?" β
"Got it, Mom." Ling Yanqing responded with a smile, and walked upstairs and back to the room briskly with the flower in her arms.
It wasn't until the door was locked that she put the beautiful bouquet into the vase on the windowsill, full of the fragrance of flowers, and her smile fell.
Unaffordable ...... Love?
As if poking at a hidden pain somewhere in her heart, she sat straight on the edge of the bed, staring at the blooming lilies, unable to recover for a long time.
The streets of the junior high school, Ling Yanqing should be very familiar.
In those four years, my parents bought a house nearby for convenience and understanding.
But then she went abroad, and the suite was rented out.
She hadn't been back for almost a decade.
Decade.
There are so many things that can be changed.
The road is still the same, and even the traffic lights at the intersection are as if they were yesterday.
It's just that the convenience store at the intersection seems to have been renovated many times.
The storefronts on the road are all unfamiliar.
Ling Yanqing slowly walked on the road that was both strange and familiar, trying to recall the beautiful memories of this place, but everywhere, these shops and cafes that had never existed before, knowing that they did not exist before, were still sitting calmly.
Suddenly, I understood the meaning of things and people.
I still remember that five years ago, she was full of endless fantasies and longings for the future, fantasizing about her future life, fantasizing about where to buy a house of her own, and then fantasizing about how her wedding would be dreamy and grand.
I also fantasized about going back to the place where they first met with the person at that time.
But so.
In the end, she didn't seem to do any of them.
A brand new blue signboard stood straight next to the plane tree, and the four large white letters on the sign were the name of her former junior high school.
At this distance, you can already see the gate of the campus in the distance.
The large iron door is still painted black.
But several of the buildings inside seemed to be recolored, so unfamiliar that she only dared to look at it from a distance.
Ten years on, is the former teacher still there?
Ling Yanqing wasn't sure.
She took out her mobile phone from her bag, clicked on the text message, and an unfamiliar message came into view-
Ling Yanqing, waiting for me at the gate of the junior high school on the 25th, has something to tell.
This is a text message she received a few days ago, and there is a message below that she asked who the other party was, but the other party did not reply.
But, if you know your real name, you must know someone.
Seeing the information of this unfamiliar number, she couldn't help frowning in annoyance.
Her mobile phone number has been changed a long time ago, and there are only a few people who know it, if it weren't for the recent idleness, she wouldn't have planned to come today.
After all.
This is the place where all the buried, sad things originate.
Ling Yanqing put her phone back in her bag and stood there looking at the dark closed school gate from afar.
Who is it?
Time passed minute by minute, and just when Ling Yanqing thought it was a prank and was about to turn around and leave, she glanced into the distance as if she felt something, and suddenly, she was completely stunned.
The person who came from afar had a long and straight posture, and he was dressed with outstanding temperament, even if he couldn't see his facial features clearly from a distance, he could still feel an invisible coldness.
How did he end up here?
Could it be him......
The next second this thought appeared, she saw two men and a woman next to the familiar and unfamiliar figure.
It's just a coincidence.
It was at this moment that she saw Ye Yi glancing over here as if she had unintentionally.
Almost immediately, Ling Yanqing quickly looked away, turned around and left.
"Ling Yanqing!"
At the same time, Xie You's voice came from the other side of the road.
Discovered?
Ling Yanqing pursed her lips, pretending not to hear and sped up her pace, unexpectedly, after a while, there was a rush of chasing behind her, and Xie You's helpless shout, "Hey! Ling Yanqing! β
At this moment, she had to stop, adjust her facial expression, and turn around pretending to be surprised, "Why are you here?" β
"I should ask you that, right?" Xie You took out his mobile phone and asked her, "Are you looking for us?" β
"Huh?" Ling Yanqing was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, "No." β
Xie turned right and found a text message to show her, "Then do you know this number?" β
An unfamiliar number that is exactly the same as the one on your phone.
Ling Yanqing squinted slightly, listening to Xie You's question, seeing that the few people behind her were also about to arrive, she hurriedly left a sentence of "I don't know, I also received this text message before I came" and prepared to leave.
Xie You saw that she was about to leave, and was just about to say something, when a clear voice sounded, "I haven't seen her for so long, so I'm leaving?" β
There was a moment of stiffness in her turn, but soon, she turned around with a smile, looked directly into the amber eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and said, "I still have something to deal with at home, so I won't stay to catch up." β
"Did I say I wanted to catch up?" Ye Yi's tone was still cold and cold, but Ling Yanqing suddenly smiled when she heard these unceremonious words, and regardless of whether someone else was present or not, she said word by word, "Yes, I forgot that we don't know each other, and there is nothing old to talk about." β
Xie You glanced at his friend, and then at Ling Yanqing, who was amiable on his face, and suddenly felt a headache.
Yi Xi immediately warmed up with a smile, "Yanqing, I haven't seen you for a long time, what a coincidence." β
Ling Yanqing tugged at the corners of her mouth, and before she could respond, the other party suddenly pulled Xie You up and left, "I want to drink milk tea, you can accompany me to buy it." β
"Okay, okay." Xie You replied twice.
"I, I'm going to see them." Yin Junyu, who had been standing behind in silence, also hesitated, turned around and followed the footsteps of Yi Xi and Xie You.
Suddenly, only Ye Yi and her were left.
However, after three years, there seems to be nothing to say between them, only silence.
Ling Yanqing has also imagined many times, and she may still meet Ye Yi's scene, it may be a flat nod, and it will be a few decent greetings with relief, but she didn't think about it, she resolutely deleted her friends and contact information, she thought that she had lived a good life in the past three years, and at the moment when she saw him again, she suddenly panicked and sad.
Especially, when it's just the two of them.
Ling Yanqing couldn't help lowering her head, and at this moment, she noticed that Ye Yi was hanging down on the ring finger of his left hand, with a silver ring.
The style of the ring was simple, but the cold light that flashed made her shiver involuntarily.
Then, the panicked and sad mood cooled down all of a sudden.
When she looked up again, her expression was calm and polite, "I think, they probably thought there was some misunderstanding between us, so they used the excuse to buy milk tea, you better go and explain, I still have something to do, so let's go first." β
Ye Yi grabbed her, "What do you want me to explain?" β
He used so much force that it seemed like he was going to crush her wrist.
Ling Yanqing looked down at her grabbed wrist and frowned slightly, "Let go." β
"Let go?"
The cold voice, with a trace of inaudible anger, made her can't help but raise her head and face a pair of bottomless beautiful eyes.
He just looked at himself stubbornly.
She saw her reflection as if she were in the center of the fuse.
Suddenly, I felt my nose sour slightly, "You're married?" β
Seeing this, Ye Yi frowned, as if he had thought of something, his eyes fell on his hand, his heart was clear, and he replied with lowered eyes, "Probably, it's going to be soon." β
"Also, it's almost twenty-five......" Ling Yanqing felt a little tight in his throat, it could be seen that he was just holding on to himself and not speaking, and then cleared his throat and asked, "How long have you been talking?" β
"It's been a long time." This time, Ye Yi didn't pause and said in a low voice, "She has always wanted a grand and unforgettable wedding." β
"It's good, girl, you always want to ......" Ling Yanqing whispered more and more, and suddenly she couldn't say it anymore.
Endure.
Ling Yanqing.
Endure.
You can't cry.
You can't disgrace yourself.
But tears filled her eyes uncontrollably, she could only lower her head, and teardrops fell to the ground like pearls with broken threads.
It was at this time that Ye Yi let go of the force that had imprisoned her wrist, and suddenly stepped forward and dragged her into her arms before Ling Yanqing could react.
Ye Yi's strength was a little too strong, Ling Yanqing fell into his arms, and even his forehead was a little painful, so he subconsciously wanted to push him away, but he pressed her hard, and then hung his head down and rested his chin on her shoulder.
"Why don't you ask, when did we meet?"
"Does it still make sense to ask?" A crying voice sounded, and he said repeatedly, "Ye Yi, I know, we are not suitable, really not suitable." β
"What you want is space and freedom, but I can't wait to be by your side 24 hours a day, you need someone who understands you and is considerate of you, not someone like me who pretends to be generous on the surface, but is actually calculating and suspicious."
"So you see, I haven't had anyone want it yet, but you're getting married."
"I've said so much to you, and that's all you remember." It seems that the voice that is always cold and gentle is dyed with a little helplessness and distress with the strength of the arms that are clenched again, "Deleted my QQ, deleted my WeChat, and changed the calling card, if you can, do you still want to move and never see me again?" β
The bitterness of forbearance in the past three years could not be suppressed, and all the small moments of happiness in the trance flashed through her mind one by one, and Ling Yanqing shed tears and couldn't say a word.
"Ling Yanqing, you tell me, why is it so difficult to be soft. I never asked you to change, I just wanted you to give a little more trust, but what about you? Just because I said such a heavy word, you are gone? Ye Yi felt the silent tremor in his arms, word by word, gritted his teeth, "I sent you flowers for three years, but you never came back to me, if you don't cheat you out this time, do you really plan to never get along with me?" β
Before meeting Ling Yanqing, Ye Yi also imagined his own life, maybe he lived it step by step, and finally found a gentle girl suitable for the family, married her, raised the children, and lived a dull life.
This is a calm and smooth road, and it is also a bright road at your fingertips.
But in life, there are always a few variables.
When the girl with her ponytail turned her head and smiled at him, it was as if a large piece of sunlight suddenly shook in her life.
It's like never before, it's pure, it's a warm joy.
originally thought that the hazy throbbing would slowly fade with time, but he would still live his life plainly according to the setting.
But she had her youth, as clear as water, lingering like a mountain.
It was at that moment that he understood that no matter how cold he was in his bones, for Ling Yanqing, he was stubborn from beginning to end, from wanting to get close to her to wanting her.
He also never thinks that there is a right or wrong choice, because even if it is wrong, he will always make it right.
For so long, she will always be her own.
He just thought that she always had to challenge her bottom line inch by inch, and he seemed to have no other way but to connive, so that after Xie You said, "It is said that if a man is too temperamental and conniving in front of a woman, after a long time, that woman will feel bored, and then she will leave you" After thinking about it carefully, he felt that he was reasonable......
Mistaken slander.
But what a proud man he was.
Even if you are wrong, you will never bow your head.
However, she didn't expect that she would be so decisive.
It's not that there has been no anger.
even thought that if she didn't take the initiative to find herself, she would never take the initiative to find her.
He arranged the script, props, and scenes, but this naΓ―ve was like a gambling game, and he was the only one who participated.
If it weren't for the fact that he could still get the news of her daily itinerary, if he hadn't been able to wait for three years and still couldn't wait for her to soften, why would he direct all this, just to see her.
When she saw him, did she only know how to run?
Doesn't she miss him at all?
He was furious.
But when the feeling in his arms was real and reliable, and her tears rained down, he couldn't lose his temper.
That's it.
In the end, his skills are not as good as others, and he can't bear the pain of lovesickness.
When Ling Yanqing heard the words "cheat out", her sobs paused for a moment, and then she quickly sobbed and said, "You sent the letter and message...... You're just going to let me know you're going to get married? β
"Why don't you hear the point?" Ye Yi sighed, held her shoulder, and gently tried her tearful face with her fingertips, "The person I want to marry, I have known her since junior high school, but she is a very insecure person, so I have always wanted to work hard to give her all this, but after thinking about it, it seems that there is no other way than now." β
Ye Yi suddenly let go of her, she took half a step back, and Ling Yanqing, who had been keeping her head down, looked at him with teary eyes.
He stood with his back to the sun, a little against the light, but she could clearly see that he had taken out a small red brocade box from the mezzanine of his suit near his chest.
Then, he reached out to her, and in the palm of his hand lay a silver ring identical to the one on his ring finger.
"Marriage proposal or something, I want to do it officially in a place with a better atmosphere, but this is the ring I have been wearing in the past three years in order to eliminate misunderstandings." He paused, and his melodious voice like flowing water was clear in his ears, "Ling Yanqing, let's do it all over again, okay?" β
The one I love so much is you.
I don't want to give up on you.
In this long moment, the past flashed by like a marquee, and the familiar person half-knelt in front of him, and the ring in his palm flashed with a warm glow.
Ling Yanqing's tears welled up again, and she stretched out her hand to hold the light that was floating and heavi, but always there.
casablancaγ
Casablanca.
You're ready to go.
But.
Never give up on someone you love.