Chapter 70

In the shopping mall, the overhead lights are brilliant.

Ye Qingxin looks coldly at his own father and hisses at another child, but he doesn't recognize that he is also his child.

Dou Wei'er makes up with ye Jundong and tells him what just happened.

Ye Jundong straightens up and apologizes for Ye Lin politely.

graceful bearing.

Looking at what a gentlemanly middle-aged man he is, who would have thought that he had done the business of abandoning his wife and children?

Dou Wei'er waved her hand busily, "no, no, no, we're not right. I didn't see your son come here..."

Ye Qingxin tightened her fingertips and urged her: "Wei'er, let's go."

The voice was cold.

Ye Jundong hears it and looks at it.

I was stunned.

This little girl, he has some impression. Last time she met jingboyuan in a restaurant, she stood behind jingboyuan and looked at herself with this kind of cold eyes.

Seems to have if not, but also with a little bit of hostility.

Ye Qingxin said, directly pulled Dou Wei'er to leave.

Dou Wei'er is aware that ye Qingxin's mood is not right. She doesn't say anything. She turns to say goodbye to Ye Jun and goes with Ye Qingxin.

Looking at Ye Qingxin's thin back, ye Jundong is lost in thought.

The little girl gave her a sense of familiarity, but he couldn't remember where he had met her.

"Dad." Ye Lin's voice calls back ye Jundong's thoughts. He looks up at ye Jundong with a clean and clever smile and a crisp voice. "Have you bought the gift for your mother?"

Ye Jundong bowed his head and saw his son's bright little eyes. His heart was so soft that his doubts were forgotten. He said to Ye Lin with a smile: "of course, but you can't tell your mother secretly when you go home. It's a little secret between your father and you. She will be very happy if we give it to your mother tomorrow for her birthday."

Ye Lin's voice was loud and crisp: "Hmm!"

On spring nights, it's still cool.

As soon as she got out of the mall, dou Wei'er asked, "what's the matter with you, Xin Xin? How do you feel weird? "

Ye Qingxin shakes his head and says nothing.

Her lips were lightly pursed, her eyelashes drooped, and she was obviously in a bad mood.

"Heart?" Dou Wei'er asked: "do you know the two father and son just now? I feel like you're hostile to them. "

Ye Qingxin still shakes his head and says nothing.

See she doesn't want to say, Dou Wei son then don't ask, "don't say even if, but you this pair of bitter gourd face looks really uncomfortable!" After a pause, her eyes lit up, and she took Ye Qingxin to a dessert shop and ran over, "sister, be generous today, please have some sweet."

When they entered the dessert shop, dou Wei'er took a turn, ordered a mousse cake for two, and two glasses of lemon juice, and sat down in an inner corner.

Dou Wei'er took a bite of the cake and couldn't help sighing: "sure enough, the cake bought by rich people is delicious. After getting used to jingboyuan's cake, it's really bad to eat this one again."

When it comes to jingboyuan, dou Wei'er's eyes are bright.

Ye Qingxin's heart moved, his eyes darkened, but he opened his lips with a smile and began to joke: "didn't you shout that you were fat two days ago, and you won't eat cake any more? I'm still eating now. I'm afraid I won't be able to wear the dress in two days! "

Dou Wei'er stretched out her hand and pointed to her forehead. She feigned anger and said, "I didn't look at your bitter gourd face. I love you so much that I broke my heart to buy you some sweet food. It's good for you to have no conscience. Even if you don't appreciate me, you still laugh at me!"

Ye Qingxin didn't say anything more, but the smile on his face was sincere, and his heart was warm.

In the next few days, dou Wei'er hardly had a meal. She ate fruit to satisfy her hunger, but did not dare to eat more.

I'm too hungry to walk.

Ye Qingxin advised her several times, but it was useless, so she went.

Blink, Sunday.

Ye Qingxin found a part-time job as a sample worker in a garment factory through a part-time club. She had done similar work before, which was related to fashion design. It helped to improve her professional ability, and her salary was fairly good.

But today, she couldn't calm down to work. She was impetuous. She made mistakes several times, and once she even pricked her hand.

It's a good training for the person in charge.

At lunch, she took out her mobile phone and called Dou Wei'er.

Today is the 13th anniversary of Bowei group.

The phone rang for a long time and no one answered.

Ye Qingxin's eyes are more and more dim.

Looking at the time, it's more than 12 o'clock.

I don't know what Wei'er is doing now?

Have you seen jingboyuan? Have you... Confessed to him?

Ye Qingxin chews his food unwittingly, and opens the message. Inside, there are four messages sent by jingboyuan.

As like as two peas.

——Go to bed early. Good night.

It's very similar to Jing Boyuan's style of speaking. It's concise, serious and rigid.

Since he saw her off on Wednesday night, one every night, fixed around 10:30, never stopped, meticulous.

Ye Qingxin pursed her lips.

She didn't understand what he meant.

These messages, he should not send her, this is clearly unreasonable.

A man as mature and steady as Jing Boyuan should not do such unreasonable things.

Ye Qingxin quits the text message, locks the mobile phone screen, and forces himself not to think about it.

You can't think about it.

night.

It's eight o'clock when ye Qingxin returns to the dormitory.

As soon as the dormitory door opens, it's dark inside. Jing suoso and Qian Rong are not there. Dou Wei'er hasn't come back yet.

Ye Qingxin dials Dou Weier's mobile phone again.

It's still off.

In the afternoon, she made four or five phone calls to Dou Wei'er. From no one answered at the beginning to turning off the phone later, ye Qingxin frowned and worried.

After taking a bath, she called again and turned it off.

At about 10:30, ye Qingxin's mobile phone rang a short message prompt tone on time.

It's jingboyuan's good night message.

Ye Qingxin's heart beats faster and faster, and it is clear that a similar sweet emotion emerges from the bottom of his heart.

The corner of the mouth, quietly raised.

She stared at the text message for a long time.

Although I don't understand why jingboyuan sends such messages to herself every day, it's undeniable that she is happy to receive such messages from him every day, even if it's just a few ordinary words.

All of a sudden.

It's dark all around.

The lights are out.

Ye Qingxin suddenly recovered from that sweet state, and his face changed.

Unexpectedly imperceptibly passed so long, moreover, Dou Wei Er has not come back.

Call her number again, still turn off.

Before that kind of worry again hit the heart, should not be what happened?

She never came back so late.

Suddenly thinking of jingboyuan, ye Qingxin ponders for a moment, and her slender fingers jump lightly on the mobile phone screen. After deliberation and deliberation, she edits a short message.

——Mr. Jing, I'm sorry to disturb you so late. Well, one of my roommates, dou Wei'er, went to the 13th anniversary celebration of Bowei group today. She couldn't get in touch and hasn't come back yet. She's wearing a bright red dress today. Do you have any impression? Do you know where she is? If you know, please let me know; If you don't know, I'm sorry to disturb you.

The language is respectful and polite.

Click send.

Dou Wei'er can't get in touch, but ye Qingxin doesn't know where she is, so there's no place to look.

Maybe, jingboyuan knows that Dou Wei'er said that she would tell him. She is so gorgeous today. Should he be impressed?

Even if he doesn't know where she is at the moment, he can always provide some useful information.

Just, don't know so late, jingboyuan can see this message in time?

Thinking of Dou Wei'er who doesn't know where, ye Qingxin is more and more worried.

It's very dangerous for a girl to be away alone in the middle of the night

Is hesitating whether to call Jing Boyuan directly, the mobile phone rings suddenly.

The night was quiet and the bell was particularly harsh.

Ye Qingxin was scared to death.

Looking at the screen, the caller turned out to be jingboyuan.

She answered in a hurry.

"Hello."

Jingboyuan's low magnetic voice is like the bell ringing on the mountain in the early morning. It strikes Ye Qingxin's heart deeply and makes her heart tremble.

Ye Qingxin raised his hand to cover the position of the heart, there, heart beating.