Waiting for you to fall a flower

"Yeah, I'll take you to him." Jingya stood up.

"All right then." Yang Qianxue smiled, "Thank you, but who are you?"

Her heart ached and she said, "Wait until you see your boyfriend."

Jing Ya took Qianxue to Ye Beicheng's villa by the sea, then called Ye Beicheng, not mentioning Yang Qianxue, only saying that there was something important to tell him to come to the villa immediately.

"This is where your boyfriend lives. You can take a look first. He will be here soon."

When Yang Qianxue heard that it was Ye Beicheng's place, he nodded excitedly, "Okay, I'll go upstairs and take a look."

Jing Ya stared at her back, unable to tell what it felt like. This woman was not scheming at all. She was not curious at all why other women could come and go wherever her boyfriend lived.

Out of the villa in a daze, she walked towards the terrace where she admired the sea. The sea breeze blew her hair and made her heart lose its direction.

Yang Qianxue is back. She finally knows why Ye Beicheng said that day that I couldn't possibly love you.

So he gave all his love to this woman.

The heart slowly fell, then fell, and fell into the unfathomable sea in the distance.

"Jing Ya..."

Ye Beicheng's voice came from behind her. She turned around and he walked towards her with a smile.

Ye Beicheng smiled beautifully, as bright as the sun, as warm as the moonlight, but now she didn't know how long he could smile at her...

"Why did you call me here?" He walked up to her and gently combed her hair that was blown away by the wind. The temperature of her fingertips was burning, but no matter where she touched Jing Ya, she felt cold.

"I want to hear you say that I love you, okay?"

Jing Ya's eyes were full of hope. As long as Ye Beicheng said she loved her, even if Yang Qianxue came back, she would not be afraid.

"What's wrong? Why did you say that?" Ye Beicheng asked with a smile.

"Is it difficult? It's just that I love you."

Seeing her serious expression, Ye Beicheng put away his smile and stroked her cheek, "Jing Ya, didn't I tell you before? Give me some time. One day, I will forget the past and love you wholeheartedly."

Yu Jingya was the person he cared about, so he didn't want to lie to her. It was good to be honest with the person he cared about, but at this time, he would never know that she wanted him to lie.

Knowing that Ye Beicheng was still in love with that woman, Jing Ya suddenly choked up. She lowered her head and said with tears, "North city, I can't wait for that day. I can wait, I'm willing to wait, but I don't have the chance to wait..."

Ye Beicheng took her into his arms and scolded her softly, "What nonsense? What's the matter? Why are you saying these strange things all of a sudden?"

"Yang Qianxue's back. She's not dead. She's back for you..." Jing Ya cried.

She could clearly feel the person holding her, his body visibly stiff, but after a moment he said, "Stop joking. How could it be?"

"I'm telling the truth." Jing Ya broke free from his arms and looked at him with absolute certainty.

"Oh, you." Ye Beicheng sighed, "Don't you just want to hear those three words? Well, I'll tell you if you want to hear it."

"Don't say it." She suddenly covered his lips with her hand, "When you see Yang Qianxue, if you still want to say something, you can say it to me in front of her."

Jing Ya wiped away her tears. She knew better than anyone that if Ye Beicheng saw Yang Qianxue, she would never hear those three words again...

"Follow me." She pulled up the confused Ye Beicheng and walked into the villa, where there were people he had been thinking about day and night.

"Jing Ya, stop messing around. I'm really angry."

Ye Beicheng turned his back towards the stairs and glared at Jing Ya sullenly.

"North city..."

A soft, almost heartbreaking voice suddenly came from behind him. Jing Ya clenched his fists with ten fingers and his nails dug into his flesh.

Ye Beicheng was stunned at first. After a long time, he slowly turned around. When the two people who had originally thought that they were on different sides of the world stood together again, the beautiful love like liang shanbo and Zhu Yingtai played out in front of Jing Ya.

"Qianxue..." Ye Beicheng exclaimed in shock, the name he had only dared to shout in his heart for the past three years.

Yang Qianxue staggered forward and threw himself into his arms. "North city, I've seen you. I've suffered so much. I've finally seen you again..."

"You're not dead? You're still alive, are you really still alive?"

Ye Beicheng excitedly lifted her face, trembling and stroking her hair, her eyes, her nose, everything that belonged to her.

"Yes, I'm still alive. I'm back in good condition. Without you, I can't be anywhere..."

Without you, I can't be anywhere. It made Ye Beicheng cry bitterly. This was the first time Jing Ya saw Ye Beicheng cry. It was for someone else, but it flowed into her heart.

"Where have you been all these years? Why didn't you come back to me?"

Ye Beicheng looked anxiously at the woman in his arms, completely ignoring the fact that there was a legitimate wife standing not far away.

"I lost my memory. When I woke up, I was lying in a fisherman's house in a fishing village. At that time, I didn't know who I was, where I came from, where I should go. For three years, I lived like a living dead man..."

Yang Qianxue cried again and her shoulders shook violently, "For the past three years, I've been used to sitting by the sea every night and looking at the stars. I can clearly feel that there's someone waiting for me, but I forgot about you. It wasn't until I regained my memory that I suddenly remembered that the person who had been waiting for me was you."

Ye Beicheng looked up in surprise, "You lost your memory..." He gently wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, "Qianxue, it's good to be back."

Yes, it's good to be back, but she's back. What should jingya do?

Yang Qianxue stopped crying and broke into a smile, "Seeing you, the pain I've had in the last three years is worth it."

What a touching scene, Jing Ya had been watching silently. She didn't cry, she didn't make a scene, she didn't speak, she waited, and she was discovered.

"By the way, North city, who is she?"

Yang Qianxue broke free from Ye Beicheng's arms and walked straight to Jing Ya. He said gratefully, "Thank you for bringing me to North city. Are you friends with him?"

Jing Ya looked at ye North city. He didn't say anything, but his eyes were patient. After six months of interaction, she could understand the meaning of his eyes.

"He's my boss and a friend in private."

A lie that cleared up her relationship with Ye Beicheng was something she didn't want to say, but it was something Ye Beicheng wanted her to say.

After Jing Ya finished speaking, the corner of her lips curled up in a sarcastic arc. She gestured with her eyes, "Ye Beicheng, look at me. You don't even dare to tell her who I am now. How can you say I love you in front of her?"

This was the result she had expected, but it was confirmed with her own eyes, and her heart hurt even more.

"The two of you have been reunited for a long time. I won't disturb you, Miss Yang. Goodbye."

Jing Ya resisted the bitterness in his heart and said goodbye with a smile.

"Wait a minute, I'll take you to the company." Ye Beicheng stopped her, then turned to qianxue and said, "You wait for me here. I'll send her over and come back immediately."

Yang Qianxue nodded understandably, "Okay."

Out of the villa, Ye Beicheng opened the door for jingya. She sat in the car. They didn't say a word until the engine started and the car drove a distance away. He found that her tears were rolling in her eyes.

Ye Beicheng slammed on the brakes and pulled the car to the side of the road. He wanted to hold Jing Ya guiltily, but she dodged him.

"What are you going to do?" Jing Ya stared out the window and asked coldly.

"I'm sorry..." He sighed heavily, "I really never thought that Qianxue would come back if he didn't die."

"Then let's get a divorce." Tears finally fell, "She's more important than me, more suitable for you than me. The point is, she's the one you love. You two were made for each other, and your family doesn't like me. Then divorce."

Ye Beicheng punched the steering wheel but didn't say anything. He didn't object, except for some regret for jingya.

Jing Ya quickly wiped away her tears. She shouldn't have wished for happiness. She was unhappy since she was a child. How could she expect to have happiness that she couldn't have when she was a child?

"Let's drive. When it's convenient for you, we'll go through the formalities."

Yu Jingya, who wiped away her tears, was as strong as ever. She could even smile. She smiled and sighed, "Thank god Yang Qianxue came back at this time. If she came back two years later and we had a child, what would she do?"

Ye Beicheng held his forehead with one hand. What could he say at this time? He should be happy that the woman he loved is back, but how could he be happy to see Jing Ya like this?

He knew better than anyone why Jing Ya married him in the first place. If she did get divorced, where would she go? Can she go back to that house?

"Jing Ya, the divorce is on hold. Qianxue just came back, and she lost her memory. Now tell her that I'm married, it's bound to irritate her. I'll tell her after a while, when she's fully integrated here."

"And then?" Jing Ya looked at him sadly and told her what could happen in the future.

It still doesn't change the fact that the two of them want a divorce.

"I have too much responsibility for you." Ye Beicheng finally voiced his concerns.

Ah, responsibility? Jing Ya laughed at himself. It turned out that he was only responsible for her and didn't even like her anymore.

"No need. My parents are not responsible for me. What do you need to be responsible for me?"

Jing Ya pushed open the door, "It's not too far. I'll walk over myself. You can go back and accompany Yang Qianxue."

She walked forward stubbornly and did not look back. Ever since she was a child, she knew that no matter how beautiful the scenery behind her was, if it did not belong to you, then don't look back, or it would hurt twice as much to look at it.