Hear the sound of flowers blooming in my heart

Xia Xiyue looked at Xiao Yiye and saw that he had no intention of explaining, and she became even angrier.

She turned and walked away quickly.

Looking at Xia Xiyue's back as she left angrily, Xiao Yiye frowned again and again, and his eyes became colder.

Thinking back to the sexy woman I met tonight, that lecherous gangster, and the words Xiao Yiye said to her while he was lying on the hospital bed.

Xia Xiyue felt that she had been deceived.

She naively believed in him, was open-hearted to him, and answered every question she asked, with every word being true.

And what about him? He actually cheated on her?

Obviously, he knew that sexy woman, otherwise why would she be so happy when she asked for directions. And there were so many people there, why did she have to ask him for directions?

All signs indicate that he knows the woman.

The woman was wearing revealing clothes and stood out in the crowd.

Plus the girl mentioned by the gangster.

Xia Xiyue concluded that Xiao Yiye must have frequented places of entertainment.

I often walk by the river, how can I not wet my shoes.

He even had the audacity to say that he had never held hands or hugged anyone.

fraud!

big liar!

He also lied to her and held her hand and hugged her.

hateful!

At this moment, Xia Xiyue wished she could chop off the hand that had been held.

When Xiao Yiye rushed back to the ward, Xia Xiyue was in the bathroom, washing the hand that he had held without even raising her head.

Xiao Yiye's brows were furrowed, and his face was full of dark clouds.

He wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start.

How should I tell her about my bad things?

While Xiao Yiye was feeling melancholy and hesitant, Xia Xiyue came out of the bathroom, put on her bag, picked up the bag of clothes on the ground, and was about to leave excitedly.

Before leaving, he turned back and kicked Xiao Yiye's clothes bag hard.

Watching her angrily leaving, Xiao Yiye turned around to look at the flattened bag, feeling frustrated, and kicked it a few more times.

Fuck!

Damn it, it’s all my fault.

I was about to go to bed, but when I heard her stomach rumbling, I found an excuse to take her out to eat, but I never expected to encounter those garbage.

Just eat, why do you have to take her there?

Wouldn't it be better to go somewhere else?

This is just great,

It was a good night, but I ruined it like this.

It's so fucking infuriating!

Xia Xiyue went straight home and flew to Beijing North with Jiang Jun the next morning.

She was too lazy to care about the bad people and bad things in Yunbian.

Xiao Yiye did not sleep all night. He leaned on the hospital bed, smoking, summing up himself and thinking about what he had done over the years.

He kept formulating his words in his mind, thinking about how to explain it to Xia Xiyue when the time comes.

But after rehearsing it over and over again, I still feel like I can’t explain it clearly. Or maybe, I feel like saying it will make the situation worse.

He didn't have the courage to face the reality yet, and was afraid that telling her would scare her away.

If it runs away before you even start chasing it, what's the point of chasing it?

Why is it so troublesome to pursue someone and have a relationship?

Xiao Yiye scratched his hair irritably.

He didn't think Xia Xiyue was troublesome, he just felt that he was troublesome!

Before meeting Xia Xiyue, Xiao Yiye had never thought about having a dream, a future, or chasing after a girl. He was always the one being chased.

He felt that his life was just like this, just living day by day, muddled through, and living in a daze.

But now he wants to have a dream and a future with her.

I want to stand in front of the person I like with a clear conscience and outstanding performance, and confess my feelings to her openly.

He knew that he was terrible now and that there was a huge gap between him and her, but he wanted to give it a try and didn't want to miss out on someone he loved so much because of inaction.

His fucking life was like a dark sewer, eerie and horrible.

Now, a beam of light finally comes in, but I block it out with my own hands.

Depressed!

Irritability!

depressed!

￣へ￣

The next day, Xiao Yiye did not get an IV drip. He waited for the doctor to come to work, went through the discharge procedures and went home.

When I got home, I found that Xia Xiyue and Jiang Jun had already left.

Before Jiang Jun left, he placed the box that Xiao Yiye had left for Xia Xiyue before the match between Xiao Yiye and Xie Jiahao on Xiao Yiye's desk.

Xiao Yiye opened the lock and opened the box. The letter was still intact inside.

Xiao Yiye raised his hand, took out the letter, and tore it to pieces...

In the afternoon, after Xiao Yiye finished his work at the auto repair shop, he told Heilong that he was going to Jinghuang KTV to settle things.

When Heilong found out, he was worried and asked him if he wanted to call his brothers to go with him.

Xiao Yiye said no and went there alone.

Xiao Yiye parked his motorcycle outside the gate of Jinghuang. When he walked into the gate, the greeters on both sides bowed their heads and shouted in unison, "Hello, Brother Ye."

In the corridor, beautiful women would occasionally approach him in coquettish gestures.

Xiao Yiye was not in the mood to pay attention to anyone. As usual, he walked in with a stern face, one hand in his pocket, a cigarette in the other, and his head held high.

When I walked into An Yongjie's office, An Yongjie was stunned at first, and then laughed: "Brother Ye, are you serious about what you said on the phone?"

Xiao Yiye sat down on the sofa, leaned back slightly, put one arm on the back of the sofa, and faced An Yongjie: "Tell me, what's the solution?"

An Yongjie is 48 years old, with a big fat belly, and looks like Donald Duck.

He is the legal person and the largest shareholder of Jinghuang KTV. When he founded Jinghuang, it was Xiao Yiye who helped him run the business.

Previously, Jinghuang was just a KTV, but over the years, Jinghuang has grown bigger and bigger, its business has become more and more diverse, and its shady business has also increased.

Therefore, Xiao Yiye has intervened less and less in recent years.

Donald Duck walked out from behind the desk, sat next to Xiao Yiye, patted Xiao Yiye on the shoulder and said, "Brother Ye, think about it again. I know you don't want to get involved in those shady things, but I haven't let you get involved for so many years. It's not bad for you to just hang here. You can also get some dividends every year, so why not?"

Donald Duck is well aware of Xiao Yiye's influence in Yunbian. As long as he is here, those evil spirits and hooligans dare not do anything to him. He can save a lot of energy and financial resources.

But Xiao Yiye was determined to leave. It wasn't just because of Xia Xiyue. He knew very early on that he couldn't do anything illegal.

Although Xiao Yiye knew that he was not a good person, he considered himself to be law-abiding.

He didn't care what his life was like before, even if it was a mess, but now, with Xia Xiyue, he had to consider the future.

He wanted to stand in the sun with confidence.

Xiao Yiye took a puff of his cigarette and didn't respond.

Resolute attitude.

Donald Duck put away the smile on his face, and looked cunning, even changing his address: "Yiye, it's meaningless if you do this. How about this, you go back and think about it. After you think it through, we can talk again, how about it?"

Xiao Yiye took the last puff of his cigarette calmly, and after the smoke stayed in his nose for a long time, he exhaled.

The smoke rings rose slowly in circles until they disappeared completely.

Xiao Yiye calmly put out his cigarette in the ashtray and said, "Just say it directly."

An Yongjie had a dark face and waved his hand, and his men quickly brought over a hundred bottles of wine.

There is red wine, beer, and white wine.

Xiao Yiye took a glance and suddenly sneered.

An Yongjie smiled hypocritically and said, "This is our rule. You can disband if you want, but finish these 100 bottles first, and then we can continue our discussion."

What I mean is that if you want to break up, just drink yourself to vomit first. If you are still alive after finishing all the wine, we can talk about how to break up later.

A hundred bottles of one type of wine can scare people to death, let alone so many types of wine mixed together.

This means leaving no way for people to survive.

It's damn dark.

Is this what people often say: it is easier to invite a Buddha than to send him away?

Xiao Yiye didn't say much, he picked up the wine on the table and drank it all...