You are my unforgettable sorrow

Chapter 269 Nostalgia for her is everywhere in his world

What remained on his fingertips was a faint fragrance, the smell of the hand cream brand she liked, and it smelled very good.

Jin Tianming used to resent women's approach, but after meeting Ye Qianning, he suddenly discovered that he also desires women.

Even like now, just holding her hand gently for a while, smelling the smell of her fingers left on his fingertips, I feel it is a wonderful enjoyment.

In the mall, he acted vigorously and resolutely, resolutely and decisively.

And emotionally...

Before meeting Ye Qianning, it should be said that there was nothing.

But now, he found that he seemed to like someone.

He had never liked a woman before, so he couldn't tell whether he liked her or not, but at least it could be regarded as a kind of nostalgia.

Nostalgic for her voice and appearance, nostalgic for her every move, nostalgic for her everywhere in his world.

After realizing this fact, the corner of her mouth inadvertently raised a slight amount, turned around and followed her footsteps into the door with big strides.

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Second floor bedroom.

Ye Qianning was in a particularly irritable mood tonight.

I don't know what was going on in my mind, I always felt that after Jin Tianming used her as a shield to chop off Qin Kehan's peach blossom, he felt an unspeakable feeling in his heart.

Is she that easy to talk to? Even if Jin Tianming wants to use her as a shield, he must at least get her consent in advance, right?

But even if he told him in advance, she wouldn't agree, would she?
She's not boring, why should she get involved in such boring things as them?

I was depressed all night. I originally brought some materials home and planned to read them, but in the end I was in a daze with the materials all night, and finally couldn't read anything.

Impatient, I had no choice but to put away the materials again, found a set of pajamas from the closet and got into the bathroom.

After soaking in a long hot bath, the exhaustion from the day's work faded away. When I climbed into bed and was just about to go to sleep, the mobile phone next to the bed suddenly rang.

Seeing the words "Ye Daiyun" displayed on the screen, my heart skipped a beat, and I slowly connected the phone: "Hello."

"Qian Ning, I'm mother, how are you doing recently, I haven't heard from you for a long time."

Through the phone, Ye Qianning vaguely noticed that Ye Daiyun's voice on the phone was a little low.

"Same as usual, what's the matter?"

"Mom saw a post on the Internet and was a little worried about your current situation." Ye Daiyun said.

Ye Qianning didn't expect that she still had time to care about her now, but she was no longer the ignorant child she used to be, and she would be grateful for a few words from others.

"I'm fine."

As soon as the voice fell, he suddenly realized something: "You don't think I wrote that post, do you?"

Ye Daiyun was stunned for a moment: "The post...wasn't written by you?"

Ye Qianning snorted, it turned out that Ye Daiyun didn't understand her so well.

Seemingly realizing that he had guessed wrong, Ye Daiyun's voice was a little startled: "They all said you wrote it, so I thought...Qian Ning, I'm sorry, mom shouldn't doubt you."

"It's okay, everyone thinks so." So, she can think so too.

"Qian Ning, the post on the Internet has been forwarded for so many days, do you need me to ask someone to suppress it?" Ye Daiyun is the director of Nanshi TV Station, and she is quite capable of handling this kind of public opinion on the Internet.

It's just that Ye Qianning felt that if she really cared about her, she shouldn't doubt her character, and shouldn't think that she was the one who would write that kind of breaking news post.

(End of this chapter)