love addiction

"Ye Qingcheng, you are really promising." Ye Qingyi couldn't bear it anymore, "What are you going to do with him? Do you want to humiliate yourself? Do you know that he is going to get married!"

"What?" Ye Qingcheng's empty eyes finally responded.

"That's what I mean literally, Ming Ziyu is getting married! Fall in love with Ye!"

"..."

what is this?
The last point of persistence was defeated by this sentence.

She lost completely.

Without any hesitation, he followed Andy.

Ye Qingyi personally sent Ye Qingcheng to the plane, and when he passed the security check, he said, "Ye Qingcheng, study well over there, and wait for me to find you."

Ye Qingcheng's expression was a little dazed, and he didn't understand the meaning of his words, but just nodded numbly.

In the end, Ye Qingyi let go of her hand and handed her her salute, "Remember to call back often, and if you think the phone bill is expensive, you can video."

She nodded again, but what Ye Qingyi said reminded her.

Ye Qingcheng took a card from the wallet and handed it to Ye Qingyi, "You take this."

"What are you doing?" Ye Qingyi was a little unhappy.

"You are still in school, and there are a lot of things that need money. I know you have always wanted to buy that computer. You can take this and buy it." Ye Qingcheng stuffed the card into his hand.

"I don't want it, I will earn money to buy the computer myself." Ye Qingyi refused to accept it with a sullen face.

"Didn't you ask me to video with you? The computer at home is blurry. Change it to another one. I will treat the money as if I borrowed it from you. You can pay me back when you earn money. Also, Help me take care of my father, this money is also for my father." Ye Qingcheng stuffed it back again, then turned around and walked to the security checkpoint.

Ye Qingyi stood there, slightly clenched the card in his hand.

It seemed like it was the only thing he could hold on to.

Perhaps, he shouldn't have told her that Ming Ziyu was getting married.

When the plane closed the cabin door and the flight attendant gently reminded the passengers to turn off their mobile phones, Ye Qingcheng took out the mobile phone, took out the card, held it in his hand and looked at it for a full 5 minutes, and finally threw it in the trash bag.

Just like the past she wants to throw away, to start a new life, to start a new Ye Qingcheng.

Goodbye, goodbye to everything.

When the plane pierced the silence and flew high above the ground, the man in the convertible sports car on the road next to him lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes slightly, and watched the plane pass by.

He stretched out his hand, facing the direction of the plane, and slowly clenched it.

All that can be grasped is air.

From the corner of the eye, something cold slipped down.

***
Three months later.

In the advanced ward of the hospital, Jing Ran was chatting with Mrs. Ming, "Mom, your condition is getting better and better, I finally feel relieved."

Mrs. Ming felt apologetic after hearing this, "Xiaoran, did you scare me? My health has never been very good. I have been relying on medicine for these years, and I am very weak, so this happened. Really I'm sorry."

"Mom, why do you say that? I'm the one who should feel guilty. If it wasn't for me, Mom wouldn't suffer like this."

"Silly girl, mother should do everything for the sake of the child, let alone..."

"Mom, what are you thinking about?" Jing Ran hurriedly stopped.

Mrs. Ming could only smile and asked, "Why hasn't your father come yet?"

"Oh, you haven't seen me for half an hour."

Mrs. Ming, who was buried by her daughter, blushed with embarrassment, "Has it only been half an hour? I thought it was a long time, I just want to go back quickly."

"I'll go and have a look, just wait for me." Jing Ran got up, left the ward, and walked to the doctor's office.

Today was the day when Mrs. Ming was discharged from the hospital. Mo Chengyu sent Jingran over early in the morning, and Mr. Ming went to handle the discharge procedures for Mrs. Ming.

When Jing Ran passed by, Mr. Ming just came back.

"Dad, are you done?"

"Well, let's go."

Jing Ran followed back and asked, "Where is Ziyu? Why didn't Ziyu come today? Today is a big day for mom to be discharged from the hospital. Isn't it reasonable for him to come?"

It's no wonder that Jingran was talking about Ming Ziyu, Ming Ziyu hadn't appeared since the doctor told her that his wife had recovered.

Counting this back and forth, it seems that I haven't seen it for a month and a half.

"I don't know." Mr. Ming didn't care much about Ming Ziyu, so if he didn't come, he wouldn't come.

They followed Mrs. Ming out of the hospital, and the house suddenly became lively.

Xiao Yunfang also came, talking with Mrs. Ming.

Jingran went to the kitchen to help, making Mrs. Ming's favorite snacks.

Mo Chengyu drank tea and chatted with Mr. Ming, talking about business issues that women don't quite understand.

When dinner was about to start, Jing Ran couldn't help calling Ming Ziyu, "Ming Ziyu, where are you?"

"Go to work." Ming Ziyu replied flatly.

"You still want to go to work, do you know what day it is today?" Jing Ran asked a little unhappy, "Today is the day when our mother was discharged from the hospital, and you didn't come, isn't it too much? Work is more important than our mother Is it important?"

"Isn't there you?" Ming Ziyu still had that indifferent tone, without the sense of shame of being accused, "I'll leave it to you, I'm at ease, even without you, I still have my almighty father."

"..." The corners of Jing Ran's lips twitched, and he said helplessly, "Mom wants to see you. It doesn't mean that you must pick up Mom and leave the hospital. She just wants to see you, and we want to see you too."

"..."

The phone was silent for a while before he said, "I'll come over later."

"Don't wait a while, let's go now, dinner is about to start, and you just came over to have dinner together." Jing Ran said quickly.

Before Ming Ziyu could answer, Jing Ran quickly hung up the phone, not giving him a chance to refuse.

Jing Ran also ordered the kitchen to serve the food later and wait for Ming Zi to meet.

Half an hour later, Ming Ziyu came over. The first thing Mrs. Ming saw her son was, "Ziyu, why have you lost weight?"

Jing Ran came out of the kitchen when he heard the sound, and was also surprised to see Ming Ziyu.

Rather than saying that Ming Ziyu lost weight, it would be better to say that he...was a bit haggard.

Of course, he still can't change his delicate face, after all, there are such good genes.

The point is, Ming Ziyu's whole person became a lot colder, as if he had gone through a vicissitudes of life, without the bright smile he had before.

Because there were a lot of people there, it was hard for Jing Ran to ask, so he asked everyone to eat.

Mrs. Ming felt sorry for Ming Ziyu, and kept bringing him vegetables.

Jing Ran found that Ming Ziyu also talked less, and he didn't speak much from the beginning to the end.

After the meal, the whole family drank tea together in the yard.

It is already the season of warm spring and flowers blooming. The garden of the Ming family villa is full of flowers, all of which were carefully crafted by Mr. Ming for Mrs. Ming. They are very beautiful.

Ming Ziyu, who was already stuffed with food, had to be stuffed with snacks by Mrs. Ming this time.

He really couldn't take it anymore, just as he was about to refuse, he was swept over by Mr. Ming's cold eyes.

then……

He continued to stuff in tears silently.

Seeing that he was in so much pain, it was rare for Jing Ran to play the protective function of being an older sister, so she said to Ming Ziyu, "Ziyu, I want to ask you something about clothes, let's go over there and have a chat."

Mo Chengyu glanced at her, and Jing Ran said helplessly, wouldn't you be afraid of your teeth getting sore if you eat this kind of vinegar?

Mo Chengyu just looked away.

Ming Ziyu was eager to leave as soon as possible, not to mention that Jing Ran was saving himself from the snacks.

On the other side, Jing Ran asked, "What's the matter with you recently? Did you encounter something? Why is the whole person so decadent?"

"No, I'm still the same as before, no different." Ming Ziyu said indifferently.

"Look, your tone is wrong, and you said that you are fine, if you have anything to tell me, I am your sister, I can help you find a way." Jing Ran persuaded earnestly.

Ming Ziyu smiled faintly at her, "I'm really fine, but the work pressure is a bit heavy, and you know, the stock market has been turbulent recently."

Jing Ran thought to himself, only ghosts will believe you.

With Ming Ziyu's ability and the strength of Mingyu Group, even if the stock market is in turmoil, they can still retire.

It's just that Ming Ziyu didn't want to say it, and it wasn't appropriate for Jing Ran to press him, so he could only say, "We are a family, and I just hope that no matter what happens, we can help you face it together."

"What can I do? Don't keep thinking about it. Live your little life with your brother-in-law."

"You are..."

Ming Ziyu had already walked away, found an excuse, left Ming's house, and drove aimlessly on the road by himself.

It's been three months.

Three months is obviously not a long time, why does he feel like three centuries have passed?
The heavy snow in Jiangcheng, the spring in Jiangcheng, and the warmth of spring in Jiangcheng seemed to have nothing to do with Ming Ziyu.

The only person he wanted to be related to was gone.

I don't know how long it has been on, when the phone rang, Ming Ziyu looked at it, his eyes were a little indifferent, and then hung up.

The caller was very stubborn, no matter whether he answered or not, he kept calling.

He slammed on the brakes, leaned forward due to inertia, and then took a breath, then slowly picked up the phone and pressed the answer button, his voice was as cold as the night, "What's the matter?"

"Ziyu, where are you?" Ye Qingxin's voice rang through the phone.

"We're entertaining."

"It's a social gathering again. Do you know how long we haven't seen each other? Ziyu, are you really going to treat me like this for the rest of your life?" Ye Qingxin asked a little aggrieved, with a little crying in her voice.

It's not a pretense, it's the truth.

Ye Qingxin, who has never tasted setbacks, has experienced enough from two people in her life.

One is Ye Qingcheng, and the other is Ming Ziyu.

Ming Ziyu's voice was still so cold, "I told you the result when you made this choice, but if you insist on doing this, you have to bear the consequences yourself."

"You really don't have the slightest... like for me?"

"..."

Silence, dead silence.

As if Ye Qingxin asked an extremely stupid question, Ye Qingxin also realized this, so she could only stop there, fearing that if she continued to ask, it would push Ming Ziyu further away.

She tried to make her voice sound happy, "Tomorrow is my birthday, can you come and help me celebrate my birthday?"

"I'm not free tomorrow."

"Ziyu, you can't treat me like this, have you forgotten? If it wasn't for me, your mother would not be here now, I have given so much, you have to give me some hope." Ye Qingxin collapsed again.