lover relationship

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Sang Ye looked at Ferdinand and smiled, mockingly said, "I knew he wouldn't let me go so easily, it's disgusting."

Ferdinand opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Sang Ye went back to the room alone, lying on the bed in a daze, there were only a few familiar contacts in the new phone, and there was no Lin Wei in it.

Ferdinand knocked on his door outside: "Baby, are you angry? Don't lock yourself up."

Sang Ye blocked the door and refused to let him open, and Ferdinand couldn't turn the handle outside: "Oh, cutie, don't do this, uncle will be sad!"

Sang Ye competed with him through the door panel: "It's too early for no profit, what did Lin Wei promise you to buy you?"

Ferdinand laughed: "What's the matter? I just asked him about your situation, but nothing else."

"You think I'll believe it?" Sang Ye sneered, "With his temper, I thought he really let me go! Who knew that his arms were so long that they even reached out to France? Is it disgusting?"

Outside, Ferdinand paused for a moment and suddenly became serious. He stopped entangled in the doorknob and leaned against the door: "I'm afraid you really guessed wrong."

Sang Ye opened the door and stared at him: "What do you mean?"

Ferdinand stumbled and took two steps, the melancholy in his voice disappeared immediately, and Ferdinand said haha: "That's the literal meaning, baby! Seeing how sad you were when you came back, I'll call Lin Let's settle the accounts and see if he bullied our baby."

"Of course I was very angry after I asked him. How could he show you that kind of video? He should protect you and go to Sang Qin secretly to settle the score..."

"It's what I want to watch," Sang Ye interrupted him, "I forced him to give me the video."

Ferdinand was choked up by him, and then hiccupped for a long time: "... well, anyway, he didn't take good care of you. I don't care about those details. In short, my little Sangye came back to France very sad... baby, To be honest, I think Lin is good, when you came back to see your grandfather last year, you looked very sweet."

"The way he looks at you is very...'Zing'..." Ferdinand flicked his five fingers.

Sang Ye imitated his movements and "Zing" a bit: "What is 'Zing'?"

"Uh...true love, Zing, the moment the spark lights up. It's from a cartoon, well, it doesn't matter, I mean..." Ferdinand said, "He cares about you."

Kuwano pushed Ferdinand out to close the door.

"Wait a minute! I haven't finished yet!" Ferdinand squeezed through the crack of the door, "Lin told me that he would not interfere in your life, really! Really! He swore an oath!"

"What are you swearing!" Sang Ye pressed Ferdinand's face and pushed him out, "He doesn't believe in the Buddha, the Supreme Lord, who is he to swear to?! Don't contact him again! I'm just so willful!"

Ferdinand cried, "No no no, it's our business! It's work! Baby! Trust uncle!"

Sang Ye looked at him hesitantly, relaxed but still locked the door: "What business? What business do you have with Lin Wei, why don't I know?"

Ferdinand coughed awkwardly.

"Speak quickly if you want to talk, or leave if you don't." Sang Ye gestured to push him away again.

"Tell me! Let me tell you!"

Ferdinand pushed him away and squeezed himself into the crack of the door: "Do you remember that Mkhitaryan? At the banquet in New Orleans you met once, that ship boss, Lin Wei and his father were there at that time. "

Sang Ye frowned: "Remember, what happened to him? What does this have to do with Lin Wei?"

"Don't worry baby, listen to me slowly," Ferdinand met Kamikuno's eyes slowly, and immediately said, "Well, let me make a long story short, weren't we planning to enter international logistics at that time, after the establishment of the shipping company, in addition to all routes In addition to setting and sailing schedule, it is also very important to enjoy preferential treatment at the destination port.”

"If we can apply for a longer container-free period than other companies, and if the containers we transport can be cleared first, then we will have a great advantage over other shipping companies. There are so many ports in the world. It takes too much manpower and material resources to establish a relationship, mainly because it takes too long, we need credibility, and we also need the recommendation of our seniors."

"Mr. Mkhitaryan is considered a global leader in this respect. He must disdain to compete with us. We are just here to share a sip of wine," Ferdinand said. "Lin and that Mr. Mkhitaryan seem to have a good relationship. He came forward and introduced me. Let me just say, we are still newcomers in this industry, how could we receive an invitation to his birthday party, his name is so awkward!"

"Lin Wei recommended you?" Sang Ye was a little lost.

Ferdinand became more serious. He covered his lips and coughed twice: "I only found out at the banquet. Lin reminded me before meeting Mkhitaryan. You were dancing with girls at the time, so I didn't have time to tell you. , Lin told me not to talk to you again, because at that time you seemed to be... uh, making trouble again? Strange, why did I say 'again'?"

Ferdinand winked at Sangye happily.

Sang Ye: "If your eyes are broken, you should get them treated. After all, you are getting old."

Ferdinand was hit by an arrow in his heart. He covered his heart and hummed. After realizing that it was useless, he coughed and became serious again: "So we have kept in touch with each other in private all these years."

Ferdinand suddenly became excited: "I even showed him a photo of you with your ears pierced and smoky makeup at the age of 17! You are a rebellious young man who painted himself as a Siamese cat in order to sneak into the bar!"

Sang Ye pinched Ferdinand's neck and shook it. Ferdinand stuck out his tongue and finished his final evaluation: "Very...uh...cute."

"Uncle!" Sang Ye was really mad, Lin Wei never told him about these things!Sang Ye grabbed two handfuls of hair and twirled in place, then turned around and continued to shake him: "Ferdinand, you traitor!"

Ferdinand's golden-brown curly hair was shaken by him, and he managed to escape from the clutches of the devil. He fell unconscious for a long time, and Sang Ye threw him out by the back of the collar. Ferdinand hugged his nephew's thigh to play tricks : "I still haven't finished my statement! Baby! Don't let me die too unjustly!"

Sang Ye stretched out the leg he was hugging outside the door, and looked at Ferdinand expressionlessly: "Speak, finish speaking, let go, and get out."

Ferdinand stroked his hair twice: "This time, Lin told me that he really let you go! You can start a new life, a new job, or a new relationship if you want. Su He, yes Is it called this name? Your company in Suhe will take care of it for you, and the profits will be distributed on the account according to the shares. I originally planned to talk to you about this in two years, and then hand over the card to you. Who? Knowing that baby Sangsang is so smart, you discovered it."

Sang Ye snorted coldly, and Ferdinand laughed and took out the card from his trouser pocket and handed it to him: "Since you know it, you can keep it yourself. Lin Wei only asked me once if I could give him a photo of your safe arrival in France." , I took a photo for him at that time, and there are not many other contacts."

Sang Ye took the bank card, and Ferdinand patted his buttocks and stood up from the ground: "Okay, it's one more thing. This card...or you should keep it for yourself? After all, why are you struggling with money? , that's your company too. What do you think?"

Sang Ye ignored him, slapped on the door panel, and sent the card to Lin Wei the next day.

he does not want.

Ferdinand sighed secretly after knowing this, but didn't say anything.

Schopenhauer said: "Life is a mass of desires. If the desires are not satisfied, it will be painful, and if the desires are satisfied, it will be boring."

After the spring breeze, April is clear, there is no rain or sunshine in Montpellier, and the air is cool and humid.

Sang Ye drove a low-key car from the residential area to the cemetery, the Perumen Square was wet with light blue, and the statue of Louis XIV was also blue, his scepter was still held high, but he was not too tired.

There are obvious cracks in the waist of the lion on the fence, and the mane is livid gray, which looks like mold.It is also old.

There is green grass near the church, there is no singing from the choir today, and there is a green silence in the air.

The lazy dessert workshop does not open so early, and the aroma of crepes is yesterday.

The flower shop opposite the cemetery is only run by an old woman. The flower shop opens very early. In the blue mist of the morning, the flower stems are bent, and they are about to wither, but there is a faint fragrance.

The old lady is wrapping a bouquet of lilies, using old newspapers from more than ten years ago, and using a wide ribbon with faded pink.

She didn't hear Sang Ye when he came, that's not good when she's old.

When she saw Sang Ye, she startled herself, made a trembling cross on her chest, and said intermittently, "You haven't come for a long time!"

Her voice was also more vague than a few years ago, almost inaudible. Sang Ye smiled at her gentlemanly: "Madam, please give me a bouquet of lilies."

The old woman didn't hear him, so she said to herself: "I remember you, my memory is very good, I can find him immediately when he lost a sock, and I can remember the sticky note on the refrigerator just once. Can remember...my memory is very good..."

The old lady is not a talkative character, I don't know if she is happy or something today, it is different from when Sang Ye saw her in the past.

She was wearing a long white checkered dress, an old-fashioned bi-fold shawl, a wide-brimmed hat, and very fashionable sheepskin boots, which is indeed different today.

The old lady turned her head and asked, "What do you want?"

Sang Ye smiled softly, and repeated the word "Lily" several times before she heard it clearly.

Putting on the new colored cellophane and tying it together with lace and ribbon, her movements were very slow, always stopping frame by frame, but the bow was standard and beautiful.

Sang Ye didn't mind her slow movements, and he didn't rush to do things, otherwise the old lady would be angry.

The old woman handed the bouquet to Sang Ye, and picked up her own bouquet, talking to herself: "Who said you can't wear floral skirts to the cemetery? I'm wearing them for the old guy to see. Today is a On important days, I miss him."

Sang Ye helped the old man to walk together, wondering if the old woman knew that today is "Qingming", so he asked her, "What is the important day today?"

The old woman didn't hear his question at all, and she was still muttering: "What would he do without me? It's been so many years. How many pairs of socks should he have lost? Don't let me look when I find him. The room is full of people. It's all socks..."

Sang Ye helped the old man to her wife's grave, avoided Shaoqing, saw the old lady turn around from a distance, and then came to see her off again.

The old lady looked at Sang Ye, rubbed her eyes childishly, and asked him: "Who are you here? Oh, that kid who comes here often...I remember you...I have a good memory...the socks are under the sofa... "

Sang Ye sent the old lady to the flower shop without making a sound. The old lady was suddenly as happy as a child, and said to Sang Ye: "I had a dream yesterday. I dreamed that I could meet that old guy again tonight. This skirt I stayed for many years..."

The old lady babbled to herself, saying, "You like lilies, I remember," and made him a new bouquet.

Old newspapers and old ribbons.

Sang Ye gently pressed the old man's hand, and repeated to her: "I already have a bouquet of flowers, Madam."

It took a long time for the old lady to hear clearly, and looked at the lily in his hand and smiled shyly: "I forgot. You go, she must miss you too."

Sang Ye smiled and paid the old lady more for another bouquet of flowers, feeling a little bitter in his heart.

He went to see his mother, but didn't know what to say.

The next day the old lady's children called him and returned the money for the second bundle according to the last words in the old man's diary, and Sang Ye attended a funeral.

The world is always impermanent.

He rented that flower shop, and wanted to send a lily to someone, but there was no recipient.

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