He was in pain alone, thinking of her sadness and despair after seeing him dying, Qiao Zhanbei's heart was like a knife, facing Ye Mian on the screen, the corners of his mouth had to pull up a light smile.

"Jojo misses me too?" He asked with a light smile.

Ye Mian turned the phone screen to the other side of the big bed, and Xiao Qiaoqiao, who was sleeping soundly, "Of course she misses you, I heard that we are going to fly to find you, the little girl is so happy that she can't sleep, and when I come back, I put her to sleep." ”

On the screen, his little princess, with long hair and her face up, is sleeping soundly. When the villain fell asleep, he slept sweetly like a little angel, and he looked like two people during the day.

Qiao Zhanbei looked at Qiao Qiao who was asleep, the tip of his nose was sour, he could no longer teach her to twist the Rubik's Cube, and it would be impossible to teach her to invest and do business in the future.

With a dampness in his eyes, he suddenly turned his head away, gritted his teeth secretly, and suppressed the sadness.

"Brother Qiao, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that he seemed to be sad, Ye Mian frowned and asked with concern.

In the video, the man is sitting in a wheelchair, his face is sideways, his expression is not clear, his slender and white neck, the bulging sexy Adam's apple, keeps rolling, and the jawline is tight.

It's enduring sadness.

What happened to him?

Qiao Zhanbei turned his face, faced her, pursed his lips and smiled, and said softly: "I miss my little girl." ”

The corners of his mouth were curled high, and even his dark eyes were dyed with a smile, and there were tears in his smile.

Ye Mian: "......"

This daughter slave, thinking about her daughter, looks like she is about to cry, really.

"Little girl...... Do you still have a big girl? Who is it? She asked with a smile, deliberately giving him a score question.

Of course, the eldest girl is her.

Qiao Zhanbei looked at her on the screen with doting eyes, now she is mature and independent, but he wants to spoil her as a child.

Buy her favorite rock sugar gourds and snacks, give her New Year's money, and accompany her to set off fireworks......

In his mind, he has known her so far, the past twelve or thirteen years, he watched her from an introverted and sensitive girl, working hard to get admitted to the best university in China, and watching her transform from a timid assistant to a vice president who can take charge of herself.

She went from being his "sister" to his wife, to his lover. accompanied him through ups and downs, ups and downs, and never gave up loving him.

Her love and tolerance saved him from a slump and retreat, he loved her, transcended the inferiority complex caused by physical disability, and wanted to go on with her.

Now......

Qiao Zhanbei turned his face away again, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

Looking at his sad appearance, Ye Mian's heart hung up, his eyebrows frowned, and he asked softly, "Brother Qiao, what's wrong with you?" ”

There was a faint feeling of unease.

Qiao Zhanbei looked at her and said dotingly: "I miss you, eldest girl." ”

Listening to his answer, Ye Mian swept away the uneasy feeling, and his heart was full of sweetness, "The day after tomorrow flew over." ”

He has been abroad for a month, and she has been thinking about him for a long time, but she has been busy embroidering recently, and she has not had time to go to him, so she should accompany him for treatment.

"You don't have to fly here, I'm going to go back, this electroshock therapy is useless, I'm not going to continue to waste time." Qiao Zhanbei looked at her and said seriously.

Ye Mian frowned and asked puzzledly: "I've been insisting on it for so long, why don't you insist on the end of this course of treatment?" ”

Qiao Zhanbei didn't know how to answer her for a while, he didn't receive any treatment at all.

"If you don't want to be treated, you won't be reluctant, when will you come back? I'll pick you up when I'm there. "It must be very painful to think about this therapy, and it is really useless, she does not force him.

His current mentality, in a wheelchair and without a wheelchair, is the same.

In her heart, it's the same.

If you can't cure it, so be it.

Qiao Zhanbei said in a deep voice: "When I go back, I will ask the assistant to book the earliest flight to fly back, the time is set, and I will tell you that you are not early over there, rest early." ”

Ye Mian yawned lazily, "It's almost 11 o'clock, I have to sleep for a healthy night......"

"Good night, you hang up first."

"Good night."

After Ye Mian ended the video call, he hugged Xiao Qiaoqiao's warm body with a milky fragrance and quickly fell asleep.

Over there, Qiao Zhanbei just hung up the phone, and his upper body fell down.

"Mr. Qiao!" The assistant stepped forward to help him.

If he sits too long, his back will not be able to stand it.

"I'm fine, let's go out." Qiao Zhanbei lowered his head and ordered in a cold voice.

Everyone retreated, and he was the only one left in the study.

Qiao Zhanbei hung his head, looking at the beige wool carpet on the ground, the green tendons on his forehead were protruding, and his teeth were biting his lower lip.

Let her know one day earlier, one more day of pain for her, but also one more day for losing him.

Now, he understood what she wanted.

Can...... He is about to die, how will he face her?

Blood poured from his lower lip, dripping slowly, and on the white carpet, a crimson plum blossom bloomed.

Towards the end of the evening, the embroidery pavilion, the workshop.

Jiang Xun stood by the display case, with a pair of clear eyes, looking at a Su embroidery painting for a moment.

The girl in the painting is wearing a white dress, tied with two ponytails, and a small daisy pinned to the top of her head.

In the light and shadow, she is as beautiful as a picture.

This is what Master looked like when he was a teenager, right?

The corners of Jiang Xun's lips slowly rose, and his slender fingers curiously flipped the frame, only to find that it was a double-sided embroidery.

On the back of the painting, there is a tall and thin boy in white clothes and black hair......

He remembered him.

He is Master's husband.

The young man's clear eyes were gradually dyed with a layer of mist, and a strange feeling tormented him, which was very uncomfortable.

"Okay, I'll go back right away." Ye Mian held a cup of Starbucks cold brew iced coffee in his hand, and walked in while making a phone call.

Jiang Xun heard her voice and quickly turned around.

Ye Mian put down her coffee phone and took her windbreaker jacket, she smiled with her eyebrows, "Xiaoxun, your master is back, I'm off work, you can go home early to rest, or embroider something else here." ”

Master, Master's husband.

The tip of Jiang Xun's nose was sour, but looking at Ye Mian's heartfelt eyes and smiling eyes, he swept away the haze in his heart and suddenly became clear.

The young man said seriously: "I embroidered that "Guanyin". ”

"That's good." Ye Mian looked at him like a younger brother, doting on him, and praised sincerely.

She is so happy to have such a sensible and talented, serious and dedicated apprentice, a good helper.

When Ye Mian came out of the workshop, the smile on the corner of Jiang Xun's mouth had not yet dissipated, and after coming back to his senses, he quickly sat down in front of the stretcher and prepared to work.

The phone call just now was from An Cheng, he said that Qiao Zhanbei had returned to their former home, Ye Mian's heart was even sweeter, she deliberately went to the imported supermarket on the first floor of the mall, selected the best original cut steak, and went to the flower shop to choose a bouquet of flowers.

After not seeing him for more than a month, she has to cook herself and have a romantic candlelight dinner with him.

In the evening, she drove to the door of the villa.

The villa was empty, and there was no Aunt Wu in sight, she put down the steak and flowers, walked briskly and cheerfully like a little girl, stepped on the wooden stairs, and went upstairs with a "puff".

She pushed open the door of the master bedroom and shouted, "Brother Qiao—"

Seeing the person lying on the bed at a glance, she quickly silenced her, took off her leather shoes, stepped on the carpet, and quietly walked towards the bed.

After a long flight, more than ten hours, he must have been tired.

The light of dusk shone in from the floor-to-ceiling windows on the west side, and Qiao Zhanbei opened his eyes and watched her gently walk towards him through the oblique light......