Winter night, quiet and long. Black pressure in the white with cold light, giving a chilly sense. Ling Xi covered his body tightly and wrapped himself with his coat, still shivering.

She always thought that she should be a lonely person, but she forgot that she still had a beating heart

Unconscious tears flow to the eyes, mouth a little bitter, really cry, the wind away from the wind at this moment, took away all her sadness. She thought that the night without lights would not be dark, and the cold winter could freeze tears. It's a pity that everything is just what she thinks.

There are only cold street lights on the road, and there are taxis whistling across the road. Maybe it is a winter night, so there are few pedestrians. The whole city seems to be a lonely and lonely castle.

The soul stood shivering in the cold winter. Scattered helpless, pathetically low roar, tired looking up at the city, once because there was no Duanmu south, she was groundless sad. Now she still can't bear the burst of tears.

She gave up. Even if she was a childhood sweetheart, she couldn't let herself go down with Duanmu south.

She has her own pride, too.

The night is so cold, so cold, and Ling Xi is in the cold street watching the sky blowing cold wind, quiet silence, like a person's quiet, like a person's rainy night.

She suddenly thought of a person, Si Yu, if only he was by her side at this time.

At least when she cried, she had his arms.

She was flustered from her bag to find a mobile phone, shivering by the number of Si Yu, but she replied with a cold female voice, "I'm sorry, the user you dialed has been turned off."

Her heart suddenly has a kind of fear, she also has time to eat Siyu closed door.

It's OK. He must still be at Ling's house. She can go home to find him. Si Yu said he would wait for him to return.

She has gradually become accustomed to Si Yu's life around her, accompany her sad, accompany her happy, give her endless love.

She did not know why she and Si Yu would develop to such a degree. It was clear that they were two people without any intersection. But very dependent.

Lingxi did not know that the highest level of love is habit. A woman is used to a man's care, love, meticulous care, used to his own good, used to the life he gave, never adapted to the habit, and then to the day without him, will think of him, this is love; a man is used to a woman's willful, coquettish, even unreasonable, this is It's love; one will change and accommodate for another, which is love.

Si Yu hurt her to the bone, she did not evade, did not refuse. This is a habit.

She raced all the way back to Ling's house, but only saw Linghao in the hall. Linghao looked at Lingxi who was crying into a little cat. "Who bullies you when you cry like this."

Ling Xi asked anxiously, "where is Si Yu?"

"I should be packing up. He said he was going back to Provence. Duanmu Nan bullied you? " In fact, Ling Hao knew that Ling Xi and Duanmu Nan talked for less than half an hour, but they wandered in the street for a long time before coming back.

"Brother."

"Well."

"How do you know I went to see Duanmu Nan? Does Si Yu know? " If Siyu knows, then he must go back to Provence for her. He thinks he will make up with Duanmu Nan. That's why they say they want to go back.

"Yes." Ling Hao looks at Ling Xi's expression, she suddenly seems to be frustrated. Eyes dull, now bad words can be used in Ling Xi.

Duanmu Nan said something to her.

Siyu really knows. She thought she could hide from Si Yu, but she didn't know that she was a fool.

Ling Xi ran out like the wind. Ling Hao shook his head helplessly, picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip of it before taking out the phone. "Keep looking at Miss, let me know if there is anything. And tell Mr. Siyu that she has gone to see him and ask him if he wants to wait. "

At Siyu's speed, it's almost ready to start now. Back to the hotel to pack things is false, he has something to clean up, want to wait for Lingxi to come back to him is true.

He was not good at meddling in their affairs. He had been in charge of it a few years ago, which led to today's situation. Duanmu Nan abandoned Ling Xi. Ling Xi was depressed and Si Yu was struggling.

He doesn't want to be in charge now, let Lingxi choose by himself. At least in the future, even if she felt that she had made the wrong choice, Lingxi would not blame him.

"Young master." Ye Ma appeared in front of Ling Hao in a family dress.

Ling Hao looked at the kind old man, "Ye Ma sat down."

Ye Ma didn't have the usual restraint, so she sat down.

"Young master, I heard that the young grandmother is still alive?" Ye Ma's heart is excited. She thought that God was so cruel. Suya asked if she was still so young that it was gone. Now I am very glad to hear that she is still alive.

"Yes, she is still alive. It's just that I'm not in good health

Ye Ma seemed to be relieved and said with a smile, "it's good to live, just to live. When will you bring her back, young masterLing Hao lowered his head, "Ye Ma, she doesn't want to come back with me. She has someone else. I can't be with her. "

"How can it be that young master and grandma love you so much, how can there be someone else?" Ye Ma can't believe it. Su Ya asked her that she was not a person who always gave up. She can't mistake people.

"She said it herself." Ling Hao's smile is bitter. Speaking of Suya, his heart is colder than the cold weather outside the house.

"Young master, I don't mean you, but you and miss are also I grew up. I know your temper very well. Your ideas are always so extreme. What your grandmother says is angry. Although I don't know what happened between you. On the day of your divorce and the day when she didn't leave, I knew that she just wanted to see you again, but you took her out as soon as you came back. I thought you would make up, but I heard the sad news of my little grandmother. Young master, it's really not good to force something tightly. It's good to loosen it occasionally. Don't let it go. Ye Ma is afraid of your injury. And miss, you can't see your heart clearly. You can't say love until you get to the end and lose your chance. "

"Ye Ma, I..." Ling Hao wants to explain something.

But ye Ma interrupted him, "young master, little grandmother is a rare good wife. Ye Ma is also old and has no time to look at your children and grandchildren. In my lifetime, I hope to see you happy. I've finished what I want to say, so I'll go back and have a rest. "

Ling Hao suddenly found that ye's mother had silver hair on her temples. Some of her self blame and some of her guilt. She had no children and no daughter in her life, but she took good care of them.

"Ye Ma, my father owes you, let's pay it back." Although Ling Hao's voice was very small, ye Ma still heard it.

Ye Ma lost her whole youth for her father's sake. Willing to stay in Ling family to take care of them, do not marry, do not have children, treat them like their own children. She loves his father, but his father loves his mother. Mother Ye has proved her persistence with her whole life.

Ye Ma didn't stop, just left with tears in her eyes.

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