The poor little boy was targeted by the reborn paranoid CEO

When they arrived at the destination, Lao Li followed Ye Qingyan. She knew the other party's good intentions and did not expel him.

When I arrived at the coffee shop, I ordered a cup of coffee for Lao Li and sat in the corner waiting for Jiang Yanjing.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Yanjing entered the coffee shop. His expression seemed calm, but in fact his body was tense and his fingers were trembling slightly.

He received a call from Ye Qingyan, and after hearing those words, he knew that she had restored Mu Yan's memory.

He couldn't tell which part of her memory she had recovered, or whether she had recovered all of it.

Jiang Yanjing was afraid, afraid that she would blame herself, afraid that she would hate him.

On the way here, he thought of many outcomes. The only thing he didn't expect was that the two would be so calm when they met, and that Ye Qingyan would be so calm.

She stretched out her hands and looked at him with a smile, "Won't you hug me?"

Jiang Yanjing couldn't bear it any longer and stepped forward and hugged him tightly.

The silence speaks.

The longings across time and space collided at this moment, and finally hugged each other tightly.

After a long time, the two let go of each other and sat facing each other.

Jiang Yanjing's eyes turned scarlet, tears welled up in his eyes, and a tear fell down his cheek.

Ye Qingyan teased him: "When did you become like Mu Xiao and like to cry?"

Her eyes were also filled with tears, but she kept holding back and did not let them fall.

She sighed when she saw Jiang Yanjing crying.

He took out a few pieces of paper and stood up to wipe the tears from his face.

As I wiped it, I started to cry too, tears welling up like a tide, as if my inner longings had finally been vented.

The hand wiping Jiang Yanjing's tears kept trembling, and his eyes looked at each other, expressing endless emotions.

She reached out and touched his head, trying to give him comfort and strength.

I thought that when we meet again, we will talk non-stop, recount the bitterness of many years, and express my inner thoughts.

However, after many years of tacit understanding, it only takes one look to know what they want.

There were not many people in the coffee shop. She deliberately chose a remote place because she didn't want anyone to hear their conversation.

The driver could see her but couldn't hear them.

Jiang Yanjing stretched out his hand and said in a choked voice: "Come here and give me a hug."

Ye Qingyan sat down on his lap, put her arms around his neck, and lay on his neck, smelling the fragrance of his body, which was still familiar.

"Idiot." Ye Qingyan said softly.

"I miss you so much."

Ye Qingyan put one hand around his neck and wiped his tears with the other, "Stop crying. I don't know if you thought I hit you."

Jiang Yanjing didn't say anything more, but hugged her tightly, trying to melt her into his bones.

Ye Qingyan kept kissing his eyes and whispered, "I'll give you two more minutes. I have something important to tell you."

Jiang Yanjing's body trembled slightly for a moment. He knew that she didn't let him out for reunion, but to say something.

Two minutes later, Jiang Yanjing calmed down.

It might not take two minutes, but when he heard what Ye Qingyan wanted to say to him, his heart had already sunk to the bottom.

He was afraid that Ye Qingyan would settle the score in the future, and he was also afraid that she would expose the illusion of this world.

He was even more afraid that she would send him away without giving him a choice.

Ye Qingyan did not sit over, but stayed in Jiang Yanjing's arms.

She pinched his face and said with a smile: "Xingxing, you are not good."

"Ayan, I..."

"I'm not blaming you, it's just that you shouldn't make fun of yourself. I don't like it when you disrespect yourself."

Jiang Yanjing rubbed his palm against hers and said aggrievedly: "I'm very good, don't be angry with me, okay?"

"I'm not angry. Maybe you don't know, but I'm also a selfish person. I also want to stay by your side."

Ye Qingyan played with the broken hair on his forehead and outlined the outline of his face with her fingers, wanting to remember his appearance forever.

"Then let me follow you forever, okay?"

There was prayer in his eyes, nervously waiting for Ye Qingyan's answer.

Every second seemed like a century, and his heart beat faster and faster, almost beating out of his chest.

"Xingxing, are you testing me?"

Ye Qingyan saw Jiang Yanjing's temptation, and he wanted to know to what extent his memory had recovered.

She also noticed Jiang Yanjing's nervousness and fear. He seemed to be afraid that she would be angry and that she would send him away.

Jiang Yanjing said in a trembling voice: "Yes, Ayan, are you willing to give me the answer?"

"Of course, who makes me like you so much."

Ye Qingyan held his face and kissed the corner of his mouth.

"I only remember that I was dead. When I restored Ye Qingyan's memory, I realized that we still had such an adventure. Can you tell me the answer?"

"I do not know."

"Huh? I don't know, or I don't want to say it."

Jiang Yanjing's heart was like a knife, he hesitated, and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid."

Ye Qingyan touched his head, her palms warm and soft, as if bringing endless comfort.

"I said that I will not be angry today. You can say whatever you want. If you are afraid that I will be angry, there is no need at all, because I love you no less than you do. We are equal."

Jiang Yanjing's body was trembling, as if he couldn't bear the pain in his heart.

The tears flowed down uncontrollably and fell into Ye Qingyan's hands, seeming to turn into hot water drops that were about to burn her.

His voice was choked with sobs: "Before you left, I had been researching things that could create dreams. I wanted to be by your side in my dreams. I was afraid of the fact that I was without you, and I didn't dare to go back to a room without you. "

"I really want to leave with you, but I don't dare. I'm afraid those words will fall on you. I feel really uncomfortable. Ayan, I often hate you."

"I hate you for not being selfish enough. Why didn't you take me away? Why did you leave me alone and miserable?"

Jiang Yanjing thought of the past, and tears fell in large chunks, soaking Ye Qingyan's clothes.

Every breath was accompanied by violent sobs, and the breathing was not smooth, as if he was about to suffocate.

Ye Qingyan looked at Jiang Yanjing who was crying in front of her. Endless sadness filled her heart, tightly grasped by an invisible force.

She held Jiang Yanjing's head and kept kissing his eyes.

Tears flowed into his mouth, and a salty taste filled his mouth, making Ye Qingyan feel helpless and confused, not knowing how to comfort him.

"Baby, stop crying, I feel bad."

"You know what? I'm really happy that we can meet again. The reason why I said that is because I want you to live well, but I didn't expect that it would cause you so much harm."

"You said I wasn't selfish enough, but I also selfishly threatened you to live a good life."

"I'm also very lucky that we made up for our regrets here. I received the ring you didn't give away, and I like it very much."

Ye Qingyan took Jiang Yanjing's hand and interlocked their fingers. The diamond ring shone faintly in the light.