spend your youth with you

Chapter 989 Ye Yao, do you still remember me?

Su rubbed his eyes well, looked carefully at the picture on the screen, and his bewildered little face gradually cooled down, expressionless, unable to see her emotions clearly.

The little hand holding the phone slowly tightened, and the ruddy nails turned white...

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In the amusement park, when he saw these words on the screen, Jun Ningze put away his phone, puffed up his chest, and looked proud and full of ambition.

Hmph, the boss is not responding to messages now, he must be digesting this shocking fact!
According to the decisive personality of the boss, he will definitely break up with that scumbag, and he will never see him again!
At that time, he will warm up the wounded heart of the boss again, and sneak in...

Hahahaha...

Jun Ning Zefu was so heartbroken that he almost looked up to the sky and laughed.

The task was completed, and Jun Ningze didn't want to starve and freeze in this icy and snowy place, so he hugged himself tightly with both hands and was about to run outside.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

The terrified screams of tourists came from the haunted house next door.

Jun Ningze stopped and turned to look.

Are you so... afraid...

Anyway, it's okay now, it's better...

Heh, let's see if he doesn't make it to the last level and slap them in the face!

Jun Ningze then turned around and walked towards the haunted house.

Time slowly arrived in the afternoon, because of the cold weather, there were fewer people in the playground.

The white sky was smudged with a faint yellow.

"Enough." After getting off the jumping machine, Ye Yao said to Yin Muxia.

Obviously all the facilities have been played, but there is no embarrassment in the slightest.

Standing there indifferently, like a snow mountain, but also like ice, it is so beautiful, but it is untouchable.

At least, for her.

Yin Muxia's heart felt a little suffocating, and the joyful heart that had been jumping all morning slowly returned to silence and coldness.

At a distance of about five meters, she lowered her head and took out her mobile phone, and sent a text message.

Then, he raised his head again, forced a smile on his face, and said, "Well... I've already told them that your uncle should be fine soon."

"Thank you."

Ye Yao lowered her eyes, her tone was tepid, she turned around and left.

"...Ye Yao!"

Yin Muxia chased forward a few steps.

Ye Yao stopped, turned her head, and said, "What else do you need?"

Taking out the phone to look at it, I can't suppress the irritability.

The phone has not moved.

Usually when he left for a while, he would make various phone calls to remind him, but today until now, there has been no ring.

Yin Muxia didn't see Ye Yao's impatience, she didn't even pretend to be impatient, bit her lip, and said softly, "Ye Yao, do you still remember me?"

Ye Yao frowned slightly, but said nothing.

I don't remember...

Yin Muxia smiled a little disappointed, and then said: "Do you still remember that art performance in the kindergarten, when you performed the piano solo, I sat under the stage and watched you."

The indifferent and cute little boy was sitting on the stage, playing quietly with his little hands.

The soft light above his head hit his body, and his immature face was expressionless. It was not until he saw the little girl in Tang suit when he stepped off the stage that he showed a long-lost smile on his face.

When they met for the first time when they were young, that scene was always engraved in her mind, and as the years took root, her admiration for him was always buried in her heart.

The phone rang, Ye Yao picked it up, looked at it, and paused.

"I have no impression." Just as Yin Muxia was recalling, a cold voice interrupted.

(End of this chapter)