She smiled: "Ye Jia, your mother really doesn't welcome me, and she came to warn me again today." I'm sorry, Ye Jia, I think the gap between us can't be crossed. I'm sorry, I broke my promise......"

She hung up the phone, and when Ye Jia dialed again, the other party had already turned off the phone.

He raised his head and looked at the girls' apartment not far away, feeling that the cool breeze of autumn was as cold as a gust. She and the Ye family put so much pressure on her, even including the almost devastating Lin Jiani incident.

Now, the initiative in the relationship between the two is all in her hands!

Quietly preparing for a new house by himself, transferring property, desperate, like a fanatical young boy, re-mustering the courage to pursue a girl - how much effort, how much effort, only as little hope as a spark of stars!

The foundation is already so fragile, but, Mother!

Mother!

He took out the phone and dialed his mother's number, and his mother's voice was full of joy: "Son, will you go home for dinner?" ”

Should it be a harsh questioning of the mother? Or whining harshly? Or cut it in two?

At this moment, he felt as if he had become a weak child, as if he no longer had the strength to be independent, and his voice was hollow: "Mom, how can you go to Xiaofeng's trouble again after agreeing to me?" ”

Mrs. Ye was furious, this woman, the speed of the complaint is still fast.

She was about to complain about her son, but she choked up when she heard it on the other side.

It's the son who is crying!

The son was crying bitterly!!

She was stunned, at least since she was five or six years old, she had not seen her son cry again, and now, long since he was old, his son who was famous all over the world, and who was respected by all people—the son he was proud of, his greatest spiritual support—was crying.

She panicked in her heart and hurriedly said, "Son, son? I won't trouble her anymore, I promise you, I won't go, I won't go again, definitely won't go......"

There was no sound on the other side, and Ye Jia had already hung up the phone.

The autumn breeze is bleak, the grass and trees are withering, the leaves of the lotus pond are half withered, and only the fashionable girls who come and go are still wearing short skirts.

Ye Jia sat on a long, cold bench, a long willow branch hung down and landed on his shoulder, he stretched out his hand and pulled it, and the thin leaves of the willow branch were also haggard and half-withered.

The law of nature is that the more beautiful something is, the faster it will wither.

Not far away, a couple sat in pairs, whispering. He was extremely envious, he and Feng Feng had never sat on their knees in C University like this. She always said that there were too many people who knew him at C University, and the two of them were together like this, for fear that it would not affect him well, so the date location was chosen outside.