Sue Di Shao

It has been said that when a man despairs for too long, he no longer needs hope.

From Gong Qiming's disappearance to the present, she couldn't tell how many days she had been in despair, but Ye Ningbai was still stubbornly groping for the faint hope. Stepping closer to hope, she is a cowardly person who always needs the support of a little faith.

Even if it is small, it is necessary.

In the CEO's office, Ye Ningbai was holding the photo frame in her hand. What happened these days was circulating in her brain. The frames were real and exhausting. As those images flashed through her mind, the last stubborn and slow expression in her eyes Slowly become fragmented, and then dissipated bit by bit, and finally turned into boundless loneliness and unwillingness, climbing up the corners of the eyes and brows.

In the quiet air, a faint sigh came faintly, and Ye Ningbai's nostalgic pupils reflected the beauty without a single flaw in the photo.

The blue sky is like a piece of pure sapphire, crystal clear without any impurities, soft and lazy white clouds slowly flowing in the gemstone, showing various poses.

On the turquoise grass covered with petals, handsome young men and women hug each other sweetly. They behave intimately and look at each other with tenderness and tenderness in their eyes, just like the warm and lustrous petals under their feet, so beautiful that it is a little unreal .

This is the most perfect photo of Ye Ningbai and Gong Qiming. When the photo was first developed, she couldn't put it down. God knows how grateful she is to that excellent photographer. The negatives were stored in a precious box.

I also washed a lot of photos, put them in books, and hung them in the bedroom...

There is also the one in his hand, which is placed on the desk, Gong Qiming's desk.

He said that putting their photos in front of his eyes, it was like happiness was never far away.

But happiness is still far away after all.

The beauty without a trace of blemish at the beginning seems to be more dreamy when I polish it with my eyes now, or maybe it's just because the person in the photo is gone, so the beauty in the photo will inevitably be two points more unreal.

This kind of unreal beauty was Gong Qiming's motivation to go upstream in this bloody, treacherous shopping mall, and now, it is also Ye Ningbai's motivation, as long as she is here, the Gong family will be there.

The person in the photo loves her with all his life. This person is called Gong Qiming, and he is her unique Gong Qiming. The Gong Qiming who only loves Ye Ningbai has nothing to do with Gu Ziming.

There are so many similar skins in the world, but the soul she is looking forward to, after all, there is only one, and there is no other in the world.

Although Ye Ningbai is unwilling to accept it, she has to admit at this moment that Gu Ziming is not Gong Qiming, and maybe the man with whom she is deeply attached to each other will never come back, but no matter what the truth is, she never wants to marry another man with her. People who I have nothing to do with pretend to be the man I love deeply.

Even if it is lost, don't replace it with illusions.

Gu Ziming is not Gong Qiming, and he doesn't need a shadow. When the sun rises tomorrow, it will be a new day.

Ye Ningbai told herself this in her heart, she turned her head slightly, and cast her eyes on the mottled glass floor-to-ceiling windows, the hope in her eyes was beating every now and then, like a cluster of tiny flames, slowly becoming brighter.

She must live well and live strong, so that the Gong family will always have the power to stand firm in the business world, and let this group that has witnessed the love between her and Gong Qiming shine brightly from now on.

In order to calm herself down, Ye Ningbai specially told her assistant not to let anyone disturb her for the time being this afternoon.

There are no documents that need to be signed and amended repeatedly, no loud phone ringing again and again, no clear and busy sound when the assistant's high heels hit the ground... There is no interruption, and the whole office becomes peaceful and quiet.

Ye Ningbai thought seriously in this closed and quiet space.

After a fierce ideological struggle.

She finally accepted the mottled reality in front of her and rekindled hope.

Just when she picked up the phone and was about to ask her assistant to deliver the work documents, the phone she had left on the tea table rang.

The beautiful cell phone ringtone rang in the overly quiet office, suddenly adding two points of harshness.

A bad premonition arose in his heart. Looking at the unfamiliar number on the screen, Ye Ningbai pressed the answer button after hesitation. "Hello. Who is this?"

"Ye Ningbai, we are old acquaintances, Miss Ye really doesn't need to be so polite."

The clear female voice had a hint of condescension, and every word was bitten clearly and moderately, making it impossible to find any mistakes. This familiar and dangerous feeling made Ye Ningbai's heart tighten.

"Miss Song contacted me personally, what's your business?"

There is nothing to go to the Three Treasures Hall, but if Ye Ningbai knows that the person on the other end of the phone is Song Jingli, maybe she will hang up without hesitation. They used to be tit for tat because of a Gong Qiming, but now that Qi Ming's whereabouts are unknown, she doesn't know. Think there is something in common with this woman.

"Why, are you okay, so you can't contact Ms. Ye?" Song Jingli felt a little dissatisfied with the still distant and weak voice on the other end of the phone. She chuckled lightly, and her clear voice became more careless. "Oh, look at my memory, I forgot. Ms. Ye is now the president of the Gong family. Naturally, she is busy with business and has a lot of time. How can she be the same as an idler like me! I am used to idleness, and my memory is not good. Ms. Ye Don't mind it!"

This woman, Ye Ningbai, seems to be able to wrap her strong shell perfectly all the time, but now without Gong Qiming, she doesn't believe how long this tough shell can last. don't come down!
Sure enough, Ye Ningbai was a little annoyed by Song Jingli's way of talking without mentioning the subject.

She clenched the phone tightly in her hand, and her voice became a little tougher.

"Since Ms. Song understands that I am busy, then I won't talk nonsense. If Ms. Song needs to chat with you, then I think you have found the wrong person. I don't have time."

Although she understands that Song Jingli is not the kind of boring woman who can't make a phone call just to stimulate her, she must have some kind of purpose, but Ye Ningbai doesn't want to explore this purpose. I don't want to have anything to do with this mysterious woman.

To get angry so quickly, I really overestimated her.

The corners of her red lips were raised, Song Jingli leaned on the sofa, she took a sip of the red wine in her hand, her voice was still casual. "I don't have time, so it seems that I have no chance to convey the whereabouts of Gong Qiming to Ms. Ye in person."

"What did you say, you know the whereabouts of Gong Qiming?"

As if the craziest string in the depths of her brain was plucked, Ye Ningbai lost her mind in an instant. If Song Jingli was in front of her at this moment, then her hand would definitely grab Song Jingli's collar without hesitation.

Song Jingli on the other end of the phone seemed to enjoy the process of torturing Ye Ningbai very much. After a long time, her voice came from the phone again.

"Doesn't Miss Ye have no time to chat with me? In that case, I won't bother Miss Ye's work."

Unfolding her fists that were a little stiff, Ye Ningbai pointed her fingers on the glass in front of her eyes, feeling the cool temperature of her fingertips, the scorching heat in her heart faded little by little, replaced by calmness and reason, she took a deep breath. He took a deep breath, and then said calmly: "Whether you have time depends on who that person is. If it's Miss Song, I will naturally accompany you."

The bait thrown by the opponent was Gong Qiming, even if it was a fire pit, she could only jump into it.

The cat-and-mouse game was almost the same, Song Jing Liye seemed to lose interest even though she was satisfied, she raised her head and drank the last red wine in the glass, and the devil-like voice that caused Ye Ningbai pain rang out again.

"Since Ms. Ye has time, everyone is happy. Tomorrow morning at 09:30, at Jinzhi Cafe, as long as Ms. Ye does not miss the appointment, you will definitely get the answer you want."

The good show has just begun, so she naturally has to keep some interest for herself, so that she will have the desire to watch it.

After Song Jingli finished speaking, she hung up the phone, a trace of satisfaction flashed across her delicate face, she put her hands on her obviously swollen abdomen, and the lowered eyes were bound to become more and more obvious.

Now that Gu Ziming has promised to be responsible for the child in her womb, she understands Gu Ziming's personality. Although he has lost his memory, his personality and habits have not changed at all. Since he has promised, he will not just talk about it. It's simple, so the only thing she has to do next is to show Ye Ningbai the pride of the winner, and at the same time, make that woman give up on Gu Ziming completely.

She carefully arranged the bureau, put such a long line, tomorrow, it is time to close the net.

As long as tomorrow is over, everything she wants will be in her hands.

Listening to the busy tone coming from the mobile phone, Ye Ningbai's body relaxed, and she fell on the chair in front of the desk. Her body was already a little stiff due to high mental tension. As soon as she relaxed, she felt a numbness from the Came from the whole body.

It was just a phone call, but it seemed to exhaust all the strength in Ye Ningbai's body.

Gong Qiming has been missing for as long as a century, and she went from frantically hypnotizing herself every day to completely accepting this fact.

It seemed that all the spiritual energy of her life had been exhausted. Just when she thought she had recognized the reality, someone suddenly told her that what she thought was not the truth of the matter.

Fatigue and confusion instantly swept through the whole brain, but Ye Ningbai still had a trace of sobriety. She understood that she needs to be calm most now, but the reality has given her too many head-on blows these days, and she is afraid that she has no The extra energy is to maintain the rationality that has been worn down in the mind.

Putting down her phone, Ye Ningbai leaned back on the chair and closed her tired eyes, isolating herself from this messy and treacherous world.