Waiting for you to fall a flower

"Paid off?" Ye Beicheng sneered and pointed at him, "Fei Shaocheng, you can't pay me back in this life!"

He threw down a cold look and turned away. No one would know how painful his heart was at the moment. When his feelings were in such a mess, his brothers who had been with him for more than 20 years actually stepped in. It was not a handful of salt in his rotting heart, but an ice in his heart, completely chilling his heart...

Jing Ya chased after him with all her might. She grabbed him with all her might and cried, "North city, don't be sad. If you don't have a friend, you won't have one. You still have me. My heart will always only love you!!"

Ye Beicheng gave him a cold look and asked indifferently, "You knew he had a change of heart for you, didn't you?"

"Yes, I know, but I've made it clear to him that he has promised not to mention it again. I didn't dare to tell you before because I was afraid of affecting your relationship. I don't want you to go this far because of me..."

"If you don't tell me, haven't you come this far? Are you happy to see me acting like a fool in the dark? Yu Jingya, what kind of woman are you? You have completely messed up my world, you woman, you have really made me lose my appetite!"

Looking at Ye Beicheng's disappearing figure, Jing Ya squatted helplessly on the ground and cried. All along, she was full of confidence in her marriage, but now, gradually, she no longer had confidence, because the world changed too fast, there were too many things that she could not control...

"Jing Ya, stop crying." Someone patted her on the back. That voice made her feel scared and scared.

She raised her misty eyes and looked at the man behind her with hatred, "Fei Shaocheng, you've heard me clearly. I look down on you. I only know now that you're not as good as Ouyang Feng. No matter how poor he is, his friend and wife will not deceive him. He may have done too much, but he has no malice. He only wants North city to be happy from the beginning, and you are the one who really destroys the happiness of others!"

Fei Shaocheng caught up with her running footsteps, "Jing Ya, don't get excited. Listen to me."

"I won't listen. Get out of here, as far as you can! I hate you. I don't want to see you again!"

"Okay, I'll go, but you heard me clearly. I can stop ruining your marriage, but if you can't live any longer, I won't let you go."

"Even if we can't survive, it's not your turn!"

Jing ya pushed him away, stopped a taxi, and ran away from the place that made her angry and sad.

When Ouyang Feng brought Yin Mo to the door, he didn't intend to go in. Instead, he patted her on the cheek and whispered, "Hey, wake up. You're home. I'll go first."

He put her outside the door, rang the doorbell a few times, quickly got into the car, and left quickly...

When she saw a middle-aged woman dragging her home in the rearview mirror, she smiled unhappily. Fortunately, she ran fast, or else her mother would have slapped him and cried and said that he had taken advantage of her daughter.

These days, if you can't be a good person, don't be a good person. You can't be ashamed to be a good person.

Jingya stood in front of the villa by the sea. It was dark and cold all around. Ye Beicheng had not come back yet, but she knew that he would come here. Because of her, the Ye family mansion was no longer where he wanted to go.

She stood in a secluded place for a long time, her legs numb, the world in her eyes was almost black, without a trace of light, until she heard the sound of the car, she seemed to see the last glimmer of light from the dark world, so she was filled with excitement and waited for him to get out of the car, and had already thought about it, willing to put down all her pride and pride tonight, and took the initiative to ask him for peace.

But what she never expected was that he wasn't the only one who got out of the car at the same time. There was a woman, Yang Qianxue.

The last ray of light was shattered, and the world was once again a dark place. She stood there in a daze, watching him and her approach her.

Yang qianxue wanted to talk to her, but Ye Beicheng stopped her. When they walked past her, Jing Ya suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Ye Beicheng's hand tightly.

He stopped and said to Qianxue, "You go in first."

Yang Qianxue gave Jing Ya a meaningful glance and turned into the living room of the villa.

"What did you bring her here for?"

She choked and asked him, her hand trembling slightly as she held him.

"What do you think? Isn't that what you want? You didn't ask me to take her to bed, and then..."

"I take back what I said!" Jing Ya interrupted him.

"North city, will you come home with me? It's my fault. I shouldn't have said anything to make you wear qianxue to your bed. I know you're upset. I shouldn't have made you misunderstand. Shaocheng shouldn't have betrayed you. We're all sorry, but don't try to paralyze yourself in this way, okay?"

Ye Beicheng looked at her expressionless, "You know I'm sad? Do you really know? You won't know how much my heart hurts. You'll never know."

He took her hand off and walked straight in. Jing Ya came up to him again and stopped him, "I know, North city. I really know! I beg you not to leave qianxue here for the night. Whatever you want, just don't leave her here, okay? I really can't stand it..."

"That's not what you said last night. You said that if I took her to bed, we would owe each other nothing. For your sake, I have to work hard in this direction!"

After Ye Beicheng finished speaking, she went into the villa without looking back. Jing Ya heard the sound of the door closing, and a loud bang shattered the marriage she had been trying to protect.

She lay limp on the ground, her mind blank. She had clearly put down her pride and begged him, but in vain.

At this point, she could not let Ye Beicheng turn back, but she refused to leave. She held the last hope that the people inside could change their minds.

Time passed by, and the cold door behind her remained motionless. The person she had been waiting for had not appeared. Her heart sank. If she did not want to leave before, but still had hope, then the reason why she did not want to leave was not that she still had hope, but that she had no strength to leave.

All her strength was slowly worn away in the wait.

Ye Beicheng sat on the sofa in the bedroom and smoked for the first time. The huge bedroom was filled with the thick smell of tobacco. Yang Qianxue came out of the bathroom and only wore a thin bathrobe. She walked up to him, squatted beside his knees and said softly, "North city, stop smoking."

He ignored her and continued to puff out thick smoke rings. Yang Qianxue reached out to hug his waist and pressed his head against his chest.

"North city, stay with me. I won't let you suffer so much. Our past is very happy, isn't it?"

She begged him pitifully and kissed the back of his hand. Seeing that he was still silent, she simply sat on his lap and hugged his neck, trying to kiss his lips.

Ye Beicheng held out a hand to block her enthusiasm. He said coldly, "Qianxue, do you know that I only brought you here tonight to use you?"

"I know."

"Do you know why this is happening?"

"Because I am willing to be used by you!"

Yang Qianxue stared into his eyes and clenched his lower lip. Such a slight movement reminded him of Jing Ya, who liked to bite her lip like this when she was stubborn or sad.

For a moment, he seemed to see that the woman in front of him was Jing Ya. Her face slowly approached him, and he became more and more confused. At the critical moment when his lips and lips were about to close together, he pushed her away and woke up.

"North city, why don't you kiss me?"

"Sorry, I thought it was Jing Ya."

Yang Qianxue burst into tears and choked, "Do you have to be so direct? It doesn't matter if you lie to me, but don't be so honest. My heart will hurt."

Ye Beicheng's heart softened when he saw her standing by and crying silently. Maybe he shouldn't have said it so directly just now. After all, he could feel the pain more than anyone else.

"I'm sorry."

He threw half a cigarette into the ashtray, got up, walked up to Qianxue, and patted her on the shoulder guiltily.

Yang Qianxue threw himself into his arms, hugged him tightly, raised his chin and pleaded, "North city, can you kiss me? You haven't kissed me in a long time..."

Ye Beicheng froze for a moment, thinking about the anger that he could not vent. He lowered his head and moved his slightly parted lips, but as the distance got closer and closer, the face that he did not really want to kiss became clearer and clearer. At the tip of her nose, he stared at the familiar and unfamiliar face in front of him and moved his body away again.

"Ye Beicheng!" It was as if Yang Qianxue had been humiliated. She didn't even want to be kissed by a man. She was not only sad but also frustrated...

"Qianxue, I'm really sorry. I can't do that to you."

"What? Can't you? No way, no way, no way?!"

"No."

He dropped two words indifferently and got up to go to the guest room next door.

Yang Qianxue hugged him tightly from behind and said sadly, "North city, don't do this to me. What's wrong with me? Jing Ya, you used to be so obsessed with my body. Why are you so reluctant to even look at me after you have her..."

Ye Beicheng did not speak, but stood silent.

"Tell me, why on earth? What is she better than me about that woman? She's not much younger or prettier than me. What attracted you? Bewitched you?"

"There's no reason to like someone. I don't know what's good about her, but there's no one to replace her."