she is not happy

For several days, Xu Yan could no longer find Ye Qinghe, his phone was turned off, and he knocked on the door several times, but no one answered.

Xu Yan was so anxious to call the police.

On the night of New Year's Eve, Ye Qinghe appeared in front of her house in a black windbreaker, as if he was going to a funeral.

Xu Yan looked at her, and suppressed the scolding words on his lips, but his face was not good-looking.

"Go, go have a drink." Ye Qinghe spoke, his voice was very hoarse, his whole body was thinner again, his cheeks were clearly defined, as if he had walked through the gate of hell.

On New Year's Eve, the streets are crowded with people, full of festive atmosphere.

When Ye Qinghe entered the bar, she seemed to be a different person. She took off her windbreaker, rolled up the cuffs of her shirt, squeezed into the crowd, danced with everyone, and sweated heartily, but she didn't have a smile on her face, and followed in numbness. The music dances like a clockwork puppet.

Xu Yan sat at the bar beside him, watching her quietly.

This person is on the verge of madness and not madness, he keeps wandering, and Radu can't come back.Before Xu Yan's eyes, a figure flashed past, accompanied by a brisk voice.

"Beautiful sister, would you like a drink?"

"Didn't you see that I was drinking?" Xu Yan glanced at the person who approached her proactively, with rejection written all over his face.

"I invited you differently." The man's voice was somewhat confident, and he pushed over a glass of well-defined cocktails.

"I tuned it myself."

Xu Yan glanced at the cocktail, and then looked at the man. The woman had mid-length hair, the ends of her hair curled up, and a ponytail tied at the back of her head. There was a somewhat unruly smile on her delicate face, and her slender figure was outlined by a black shirt. .

Picking up a conversation at a bar can't be simply because you want to be friends, Xu Yanxian seldom goes out to bars, but he also understands this truth.

"I have a master."

"There, my dear." Xu Yan raised his eyebrows, and pointed at Ye Qinghe on the dance floor. Under the colorful lights, Ye Qinghe was immersed in the music, his pure white shirt was slightly unbuttoned, he had sharp facial features, and a tall figure. No matter where she is, she is always the focus of attention.

"So my sister likes this type of people." The man followed Xu Yan's gaze, curled his lips, and a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"Yeah." Xu Yan smiled lightly. Why did she like this type of person? It's been ten years since she liked it, and the long-term relationship is a bit scary.

"But she doesn't seem to have you in her eyes." The man said abruptly.

"I've been chatting with you for so long here, and she didn't even take a look at you." The man continued to add fuel to the fire.

Xu Yan's smile froze, as if his heart had been stabbed severely.The corners of Xu Yan's lips twitched, and the words of denial came to her lips, thinking it was very funny, she drank the cocktail that the man handed over.

"Sister, try with me."

"After all, my sister is the only one in my eyes." The man continued to act cute, resting his chin on the back of Xu Yan's hand holding the wine glass, with a pair of bright black eyes, like a cute little puppy, looking at her deeply.

After Ye Qinghe vented his inner storm, he returned to the bar, but Xu Yan was nowhere to be seen. He turned on his phone and found an unread message.

"Little Yezi, I'm a little dizzy from drinking, the bar is too noisy, let's go first."

Ye Qinghe looked at his phone with a blank expression on his face. It was another New Year's Eve alone, destined to be accompanied by loneliness.

I don't know how many cups he drank, Ye Qinghe felt almost drunk.

Many people came up to strike up a conversation one after another, both men and women. Finally, Ye Qinghe got tired and left the bar.

The coolness swept over her, which made her a little sober. It was not easy to take a taxi on New Year's Eve, and Ye Qinghe walked aimlessly on the street.

Outside the resplendent and resplendent hotel, a slender figure attracted her attention, a beautiful woman, wearing a decent milky white suit, a little drunk, shaking her body, being supported by a fat man next to her, The man's salty pig's arms were wrapped around her waist, which was extremely dazzling.

Ye Qinghe walked up the steps with long legs, three steps in parallel, and stepped up the steps.

The woman was still struggling with this man's entanglement, and in the next second, she crashed into a not-so-warm embrace. The woman looked up at her, a beautiful face with a drunken blush.

The blurred peach blossom eyes flashed surprise the moment they saw Ye Qinghe, their red lips parted slightly, and the words turned into wine hiccups when they reached their mouths, their fragrant shoulders trembled, their slender high-heeled shoes crooked, and their waist tightened , held in Ye Qinghe's arms.

"Do you need to call the police?" Ye Qinghe took out his mobile phone and pressed 110 decisively. His fingertips were on the dial button, and he was about to press it. Before the woman could speak, the man spat and left in a panic.

"Wen, Mr. Wen." The driver Xiao Wang, who had just gone to the underground garage to pick up the car, shouted timidly, and rolled down the window. She was stunned, looking at Wen Yi who was hugged by a strange woman.

"I'll go first." Ye Qinghe let go of his hand and said coldly, but his hand was grabbed by someone.

"Don't go." The woman's voice was muffled, with a hint of drunken softness.

Ye Qinghe frowned, his thin lips moved, wanting to refuse.

"It's not easy to take a taxi here, you follow me." The woman grabbed her arm and pinched her hand under her armpit, as if she was afraid that she would run away, and wanted to tie Ye Qinghe to her body.

The drunken woman, exuding a drunken aura, with peach blossom-like eyebrows and eyes shimmering, raised her chin, staring at Ye Qinghe in a daze.Anyone who is watched so tenderly will turn the spring breeze into nothing.

Ye Qinghe didn't look at her, the corners of his lips were tight, and his jawline was distinct.

"I have a gift for you, don't leave." Wen Yi murmured, not letting Ye Qinghe go.

Xiao Wang opened the car door and watched Director Wen lead a tall and thin woman into the car.

In the spacious business car, soothing music was played, and Xiao Wang drove the car without looking sideways.

On the back seat, Ye Qinghe sat upright with his hands clasped, without leaning against the back of the chair, maintaining the posture of getting off the car at any time, sitting on the edge of the door.She couldn't figure out why she got in the car. She was obviously someone she should avoid, but she couldn't refuse.

The smell of perfume on Wen Yi's body poured into her nostrils, mixed with the faint smell of wine. In such a closed space, even if she was far away, she could still observe Wen Yi's every move.

Wen Yi leaned sideways on the back of the chair, her slightly curly long hair draped over her shoulders, she raised her face, staring at Ye Qinghe, her peach-like eyes were full of drunkenness.

"When did you come back?" Wen Yi spoke, with a warm and gentle tone.

"It's not important." Ye Qinghe replied coldly, erecting a wall with ice coldness to block the conversation between the two.With a third person present, she didn't want to say anything more to Wen Yi.

The heater in the car was fully turned on, Ye Qinghe felt breathless under Wen Yi's gaze, she turned her head to look out the car window, even though it was almost early morning, the streets were still full of traffic and brightly lit.

In four years, City A has become more prosperous, and that young girl has matured.

Only she remained where she was.

Ye Qinghe curled up on her own isolated island, watching the rising tide submerge her small island bit by bit, even her breathing became thinner.

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A residential building with a good location in City A is only one street away from the headquarters of Sunward Group. Xiao Wang parked the car in the garage and opened the door respectfully. Wen Yi got out of the car and walked unsteadily. With only one hand, he was one step ahead of him, pulling the person to his side, and Wen Yi stumbled into Ye Qinghe's arms.

Ye Qinghe stared at this reckless driver with a sullen face. If he hadn't left the drunk Wen Yi outside the hotel, Wen Yi wouldn't have been harassed. If something happened, this guy would be responsible. Are you to blame?

Xiao Wang was covered in cold sweat by Ye Qinghe's stare. He and Ye Qinghe met for the first time. Normal people would exchange polite greetings, but why did she seem to meet an enemy from her previous life.The smile on Xiao Wang's face froze, and he stood there in astonishment, not knowing what to do.

"Xiao Wang, you go back first, I've worked hard on you so late." Wen Yi broke the embarrassment and said softly.

"Boss Wen, goodbye." Xiao Wang bowed to Wen Yi respectfully and said goodbye.

While driving, he recalled Ye Qinghe's eyes about to kill someone just now, and couldn't help shivering, and opened the window worriedly. Seeing Wen Yi waving at him, Xiao Wang heaved a sigh of relief and started the car.

The car drove away, and the parking lot fell into a dead silence. After a while, the sensor light went out, and when the sound of stomping feet was heard, the light turned on again.

Ye Qinghe was about to leave, Wen Yi pulled her back, the corners of her lips curled up, revealing a shallow dimple, her voice was soft and soft like a kitten, gently scratching Ye Qinghe's heart.

"Don't go, we agreed that there is a gift for you."