She just seemed to see Qiao Zhanbei's perfect side face!

Ye Mian's heart hung in her throat, almost without any thought, she walked south, and after a few steps, it was the alley of the people in the back row.

She looked into the alley.

The deep, narrow alley was empty.

There was no him, no illusion of her.

She smiled sadly, but tears flowed uncontrollably.

The collapse of adults is only in a moment.

She is usually as busy as a spinning top, so busy that she thinks she has no feelings for him, but in fact, the man who ruthlessly left her and disappeared without a trace has always been deep in her heart, deeply rooted.

Ye Mian wanted to indulge himself from crying, when the work phone rang.

It was a customer calling.

She quickly took out her handkerchief, raised her head to prevent tears from flowing again, wiped away her tears, stabilized her emotions, raised the corners of her mouth, and immediately entered the working state.

"Mr. Meng, I contacted you before to invite you to participate in Qiao's year-end appreciation party——"

She made a phone call as she walked forward.

Her voice became smaller and smaller, Qiao Zhanbei poked her head out of the alley, her heart beat like thunder, and looked at her, she walked away.

Beige long coat, black Martin boots, low ponytail, straight back, neat and capable temperament.

She was just on the phone with Meng Jingyuan of Starlight Group.

Four months ago, Starlight was going to terminate her cooperation with Qiao's, and she got it done. Even Meng Jingyuan, a well-known hard bone in the business world, was taken down by her.

The little girl is really good.

As soon as he finished saying this sentence in his heart, Qiao Zhanbei's eyes darkened, she was no longer his little girl, a little girl, and now she is radiant.

For the rest of his life, he only deserves to hide in the shadows and look at her quietly.

The man gritted his back molars, his hands tightly gripping the armrest of the wheelchair, enduring the heart-rending pain, his eyes red as he watched her fading back.

A cold wind blew, and he lowered his head and coughed violently.

The girl took a camel-colored woolen blanket, walked up to him, bent over his shoulders, and wrapped him around, "Go back to the house, your body, it will be troublesome if you catch a cold." ”

She pushed the wheelchair, walked out of the alley, and soon entered the old house of Ye Mian and her grandmother when she was a child.

Ye Mian walked to the arched bridge, and after looking at the small intersection where they met, the tip of her nose was sore, and then she walked away without looking back.

Jiang Xun promised her to go to the capital to find her after the year.

The assistant found out that the man who looked a little like Qiao Zhanbei on the plane was called Lu Yu, a Canadian-Chinese, who had no background to check in China, so she didn't pay attention to it.

She soon returned to the capital.

Approaching the Lunar New Year, at the end of the year, Ye Mian attended various social occasions and was busy socializing, and was busy until the Chinese New Year's Eve, so that she could bring gifts to the Jin family to see her uncles, aunts, and her grandmother she did not want to see.

After lunch at the Jin family, she returned to the compound and accompanied Grandpa Qiao, Grandma Qiao, and the two children to celebrate Chinese New Year's Eve.

Everyone in the Qiao family gathered to make dumplings and eat Chinese New Year's Eve dinner. The second uncle, second aunt, and aunts toasted Ye Mian respectively, thanking her for her dedication to Qiao's during this time.

Everyone looked lively and lively, and they never mentioned Qiao Zhanbei, who had been missing for half a year.

Ye Mian didn't mention it either.

The New Year is to be happy.

After eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner and watching the Spring Festival Gala for a while, everyone went back to their respective homes, leaving only grandparents, her and two children.

Xiao Qiaoqiao and Xiao Nuannuan are both wearing red New Year's clothes, with a small tugging on their heads and a red head rope tied to them, Xiao Nuannuan will now run all over the ground.

"Baby, mom will take you to set off fireworks, okay?"

Ye Mian held a small firework in his hand, looked at the two little people, and asked with great interest.

She saw the fireworks at the commissary in the evening and told her assistant to buy them.

"Good!" Xiao Nuannuan clapped her little hands and said excitedly.

Xiao Qiaoqiao also looked uninterested in the fireworks, but she still followed her to the yard with a lot of face.

Ye Mian took a lighter and lit one, and the small fireworks stick emitted brilliant fireworks, illuminating the little face carved by Xiao Nuannuan's pink carving, the little man clapped his little hands and kept jumping his feet, but he didn't dare to pick up his mother's fireworks.

Little Jojo bravely took it.

Ye Mian held fireworks in both hands, dancing in the night sky, she hadn't played like this for a long time, she was as happy as a heartless child.

The mother and daughter played for a while, and were called into the house by Grandpa Qiao to give out New Year's money.

The grandparents went to rest after sending them the New Year's money, Ye Mian also went upstairs with her two children, and she took out the New Year's money she had prepared.

"Qiaoqiao, Nuan Nuan, this is the New Year's money given to you by your father and mother, two for each person, respectively from your father and mother." She gestured to Xiao Nuannuan as she spoke, and taught her to recognize numbers.

Xiao Nuannuan said ignorantly: "Thank you, Dad, Mom." ”

Little Qiaoqiao is one year old and eight months old, and she already understands a lot of things. She remembered what she said on TV: The Chinese New Year means that the family is together.

The little man frowned slightly, looked at his mother, and spoke crisply: "Why didn't Dad come back for the New Year?" ”

Hearing this, Ye Mian's heart was torn down.

In the past six months, Xiao Qiaoqiao has grown a lot taller, and her little princess is already smarter and sensible than children of the same age, and it won't be long before she can't coax her with the lies she made.

While she's still young, let's coax a day is a day.

"Jojo, those hateful bad guys are not too old, and Dad is still busy fighting them."

Xiao Qiaoqiao looked at her, looking like she didn't believe it, until she asked her to read the picture book, Ye Mian breathed a sigh of relief.

After coaxing the two children to sleep, it was late at night.

In the living room downstairs, according to the custom, the lights were turned on to keep vigil, and the TV was playing "Spring Festival Gala" noisily, Ye Mian watched it indifferently for a while, but he felt that it was very noisy, not lively at all.

She simply took out a bottle of liquor from her grandfather's wine cabinet, took a handful of small fireworks, and went out.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, fireworks were banned in the capital, and in the military compound, it was quiet, and occasionally patrolling soldiers walked by with uniform steps.

Alone, carrying a wine bottle, she walked through the training ground where officers and soldiers usually trained, and sat down in a chair next to her.

It's hard to find out.

Ye Mian opened the wine, poured a few sips, and lit small fireworks.

In the dark night, the fireworks are dazzling and charming, but fleeting.

It's like their love.

They fell in love with each other, and he was gone.

He's gone.

As soon as the thought came to her mind, she poured a few sips of wine to suppress the terrible thought.

No, in her heart, how could Qiao Zhanbei, who existed like a god, be gone.

No, he was walking gracefully in this direction.

Ye Mian looked at the person walking towards him not far away in a daze, the corners of his mouth slowly rose, and his vision gradually blurred.