Waiting for you to fall a flower

"Let's go."

Jingya stood up. She didn't want to be here. She continued to listen to Yang Qianxue talk about her husband, but she could only pretend to be a stranger.

"Let's take a walk over there." Yang Qianxue pointed to the beach in the distance.

"... Okay."

She agreed reluctantly because she knew that as long as she was with Yang Qianxue, she would not be able to get rid of Ye Beicheng's shadow.

"Jing Ya, actually, I've been in a bad mood for the past two days."

Yang Qianxue took off his shoes and prepared to walk along the edge of the sea.

"Why?"

Jing Ya also took off his shoes and asked casually.

"Because... I had a fight with North city."

She stuck out a foot and tried the water. It was cold, but she still stepped on it.

"He said something I really didn't want to hear, and it hurt my heart."

Jing Ya stood there in a daze, forgetting to follow her footsteps and to speak.

"Come here."

Yang qianxue waved at her. She suddenly woke up and rushed after her. She asked nervously, "What did he say?"

"He said..."

She suddenly choked and sniffled, "He said his love for me was incomplete. He... He had someone else in his heart."

Jing Ya shivered, his heart thumped, and looked at Yang Qianxue in shock.

"On his birthday, I called him and said I wanted to celebrate his birthday. He said no, he said he had something important to do at night and couldn't come to see me. I was very sad because from the day I met him, I spent his birthday with him every year..."

"And then?"

Jing Ya tried desperately to suppress the shock in her heart, wondering why Ye Beicheng changed his mind later.

"I asked him what was so important that he couldn't even let me accompany him on his birthday. At first, he didn't want to tell me, but when he was pressed by me, he had to tell me that he had another woman in his heart."

Yang Qianxue quickly turned her back. Although she couldn't see her face, she could see her shrugged shoulders. Jing Ya knew she was crying, but she didn't know how to comfort her. In her current position, she was no better than Yang Qianxue.

"Did he say anything else?"

Jing Ya lowered his head and asked, his fingers already intertwined.

"No."

Yang Qianxue shook her head with a heavy nasal voice, quickly wiping away her tears, and turned her head around. The first thing Jing Ya saw was her red eyes.

The two of them walked on for a while, neither of them spoke. When they were about to reach the end, qianxue asked calmly, "Jing Ya, it's you, right? The person in North city's heart, is it you..."

Yu Jingya suddenly stopped, so flustered that he forgot to lift his head. He stared fixedly at the water beneath his feet, not knowing how to answer her.

"It's you, isn't it?" Yang Qianxue asked again.

"He told you?" Jing Ya finally looked up and met her eyes. There was a trace of intolerance in her heart, but she hated this feeling.

"No."

"Then why do you think so?"

Jing Ya felt that Ye Beicheng didn't do anything special to make Yang Qianxue believe that she was the one in his heart.

"Do you remember the first time you brought me here?" Yang Qianxue looked straight at the sea in the distance. "That day, I saw him holding you. You were crying in his arms."

"... You, you saw it?"

Yu Jingya could not visualize the current mood, surprise, joy, sadness, loss, shock, anger, a variety of emotions mixed together, becoming very complicated, very complicated.

"Yes, I saw it from the balcony. I could see it clearly."

Yang Qianxue's calmness suddenly gave Jing Ya a new understanding of her. She felt that this woman was not as fragile as she looked. She should say that she was very strong and mentally strong. After three years of amnesia, she returned to the world without questioning or even crying in the face of her loved one holding another woman. She could pretend not to know anything until his loved one told her. It was only when she had someone else in her heart that she was honest that she already knew.

Yu Jingya had always thought she could stand it, but now she knew that she was nothing compared to Yang Qianxue.

She looked at the woman in front of her with a complicated look. She had a feeling of being teased and deceived. It was not that she and Ye Beicheng were lying to Yang Qianxue, but that Yang Qianxue was lying to her and Ye Beicheng.

"Do you know why you didn't say it?" Jing Ya asked coldly. Thinking about what happened at Ouyang Feng's house, she felt like a clown, being played around.

It seemed that Yang Qianxue knew the reason why she was taken out by Fei Shaocheng that day and when she came back with red and swollen eyes.

"What will happen if I say it? As long as North city doesn't break up with me, I will always believe that he loves me. Even if I see something, as long as he doesn't say it, I believe it. This is the way I love him. Please understand."

The firmness in Yang Qianxue's eyes finally made Jing Ya understand why Ye Beicheng loved her so much in the first place, such a persistent woman who knew how to advance and retreat. I'm afraid no man didn't love her.

"Do you hate me?" She asked softly.

"No." Yang Qianxue shook his head, "I only hate myself."

"Why?"

"If I hadn't run to North city three years ago, there wouldn't have been an accident, and I wouldn't have lost my memory for three years before I came back. Three years, it wasn't long for the people who loved each other, but it was cruel for me. Because the memory was back, the cute person became someone else's."

At this point, Yang Qianxue could not help but lose her voice. She squatted in the sea, cried out loud and shouted Ye Beicheng's name over and over again...

Jing Ya turned around, tears streaming down her face. She looked at Yang Qianxue as if she had seen herself that night in the bar, so sad and helpless.

Listening to those mournful cries, she really wanted to turn back and say, I will return your man to you, but that one sentence can't be said after all. In front of love, no one is so great.

Yang Qianxue cried for a long time, and finally she was tired from crying. She picked up a handful of seawater with her hands and washed away the tears on her face.

From the beginning to the end, Jing Ya did not say a word of consolation. It was not that she did not want to say it, but that she felt that at this time, anything she said seemed hypocritical.

"When did you start?"

She choked and asked jingya, her voice hoarse and her eyes swollen like walnuts.

"Half a year ago."

Jing Ya answered softly, and Yang Qianxue suddenly smiled, laughing loudly until she had washed her tears and laughed again.

"No wonder North city said, why didn't I come back earlier? It only takes half a year, half a year..."

She suddenly looked at the sky hysterically and shouted, "Why do I lose my memory? Why can't I come back early! Why!!"

Jing Ya stepped forward and grabbed her, "Qianxue, don't do this..."

She was obviously too sad, so she pushed Jing Ya away and ran away without looking back.

Jing Ya caught up with her, and now she understood why Ye Beicheng had broken his promise that night. Perhaps he was in this mood at that time, worried that yang qianxue would not be able to get over it. After all, this kind of thing could not be accepted by anyone.

Yang Qianxue didn't stop until she couldn't run. She sat down on the beach and stared blankly at the ground.

"Shall I accompany you back to the villa?"

"I'm not going back there."

"Why?" Jing Ya raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Since he no longer loves me, why should I go back..."

"Then where are you going?"

"Go back to my own home."

Jing Ya sat down beside her and circled the floor with his fingers. He said sincerely, "Qianxue, don't blame North city. No one can control their feelings. If North city insists on loving you, I will divorce him too."

Divorce? Yang Qianxue looked up in shock, "What did you say? Are you married already?"

"You... Don't know?"

Jing Ya was a little flustered. She thought Yang Qianxue knew about her marriage to Ye Beicheng.

The atmosphere suddenly became very tense, and there was a suffocating feeling. Yang Qianxue didn't say anything and got up and staggered away.

"Don't follow me." She turned her face calmly.

"Where are you going?"

"I already told you!"

Jing Ya did not follow. She stared at Yang Qianxue's disappearing back and felt very uncomfortable.

She returned to the Ye family with a heavy heart. When she walked to the door of the study, she glanced through the crack of the door. Ye Beicheng was looking at the documents and did not find Jing Ya peeking at him.

She was very upset and confused. She wanted to go in, but she reached for the door and shrank back. She sighed and finally moved back to the bedroom.

Jing Ya lay on the sofa and thought about it a lot. The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became. She didn't know if she should tell Ye Beicheng about Yang Qianxue, because after the night at the bar, she was tired of it.

In the end, human nature prevailed over reason. Considering Yang Qianxue's mood, she knocked on the door of Ye Beicheng's study.

"What's the matter?" Ye Beicheng looked up and did not question where she had gone tonight.

"Qianxue knows about us. Do you want to see her?"

Jing Ya reminded him coldly, not looking into his eyes.

Ye Beicheng did not speak for a moment. The pen in his palm tightened unconsciously. With a snap, he threw it on the table, grabbed the coat from the chair, and hurried out.

As she passed Jing Ya, she suddenly whispered, "I didn't tell her."

"It's okay." Ye Beicheng lowered his head, "I was going to tell her."

He opened the study door and was about to step out when Jing Ya suddenly stopped him, "Qianxue said... You fell in love with me, is that true?"

Ye Beicheng looked at her quietly and nodded.

He left in a hurry. Jing Ya stood alone for a while and went back to the bedroom feebly. In fact, no matter what Yang Qianxue said or Ye Beicheng just admitted, there was not much excitement and surprise for her. If a person's heart had experienced great disappointment, then it would be difficult to have much hope.

It was not that she no longer believed in Ye Beicheng, but that she no longer dared to believe in love.

She was worried that one day she would return to that bar and cry her heart out.