Waiting for you to fall a flower

"Why are you still standing there? Take it away!" Ye Beicheng reprimanded him unhappily. Fei Shaocheng quickly picked up Ouyang Feng and dragged him out.

"Let me go, let me say... I must stop Brother bei from marrying this woman. I must not let him repeat my mistakes!!"

He still growled, but Yu Jingya stared into his disgusted eyes and suddenly shouted, "Wait a minute."

Suddenly, the room became quiet, and all eyes were on her, not knowing what she wanted to do.

Slowly getting up, she walked up to Ouyang Feng step by step. Jingya said bluntly in a firm tone, "I thought Ye Beicheng was a man who was not afraid of the secular world, so his friends were the same. Now it seems that it is not the case. From a secular point of view, so you are just like that."

Ye Beicheng stared at Yu Jingya in shock, completely unaware that she would say such a thing. Even in his back, he seemed to see the stubbornness in her eyes.

"When I met Ye Beicheng, I didn't know who he was, so I didn't have what purpose you imagined. I don't have it now, and I won't have it in the future!"

Yu Jingya said what she wanted to say, turned and ran out of the box. The moment she opened the door, she turned back and emphasized, "Don't make me think so dirty. I don't really care!"

Ye Beicheng chased after her and walked out of the Phantom. He held her back, "Don't be angry. He's just like that."

Jing Ya turned around and snorted, but there was no reason to be angry at ye North city. After all, it wasn't his fault.

Can you please improve your taste in making friends? If you make bad friends, don't let me see you, okay?"

He chuckled and explained, "You don't know Ouyang Feng yet. He's actually a very loyal friend. Just like you."

Like her?

Yu Jingya retorted angrily, "I'm different from him. What's so great about being rich? Can you insult others just because you have money?"

"It's not an insult, it's just that he said something he shouldn't have said because he was too loyal. It's just that the way he said it was not good."

She didn't answer. Ye Beicheng thought she understood and sighed with relief.

"I finally know why he was beaten by his wife..."

"Why?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Because he deserves it. A self-righteous man like him deserves it. If he dies, he deserves it. If he doesn't die, then he fights!"

"... Ye Beicheng felt a wave of terror for no reason.

"I'll take you home." He decided not to explain for Ouyang Feng anymore, and he would see his heart in time.

"Okay." She nodded.

The car drove unhurriedly on a chilly autumn night. The scenery along the way was the same. Jing Ya felt bored, so he casually opened the chatterbox, "Tonight, the man surnamed ou said you were a devoted man."

"Don't listen to him." Ye Beicheng was focused on driving, with no expression on his face.

"He's not talking nonsense..." He stared straight ahead, "If it wasn't for love, how could he have married me?"

To marry another woman for one woman, the reasonable explanation is to forget, but in fact, it is to protect the person in your heart, that love.

With a sudden stop, Ye Beicheng turned the car around. His handsome face was still so handsome, but suddenly it became a little cold.

"Hey, why are you changing directions? Aren't you going to take me home?"

"Drink with me." Ye Beicheng's voice was a little hoarse.

"What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?" He said he drank only when he was in a bad mood, just like her.

He didn't answer yes or no, but he looked stiff.

"Mr. Ye, do you think I can still drink?"

Yu Jingya asked angrily, not knowing how much wine she had drunk tonight.

"You don't have to drink, I'll drink."

"... Then what does she have to do?

The car stopped at a very stylish bar called' the last flame'.

Ye Beicheng parked his car and walked straight in. Jing Ya, though reluctant, followed in out of humanitarianism.

The bar was a place of many different kinds, with its flirtatious and promiscuous nature similar to nightclubs. The slightly obvious difference was that the people who went there were more valuable.

Jing Ya was tired of seeing those ridiculous men and women again. Maybe after tonight, they didn't even remember what the man and woman they had been flirting with looked like. She didn't like such indulgence.

"You can go home with a little drink. I have to be home at eleven!"

Tugging at the hem of Ye Beicheng's exquisite suit, she hoped that his bad mood would only be temporary, so that it would not develop to the point of being drunk...

Ye Beicheng ignored her and sat quietly in the dark, ordering two bottles of french dry red for his own drink.

"Are you in a bad mood because I mentioned the person you love?"

"I'm really curious. Since you love her so much, why aren't you together? Is there a misunderstanding?"

"Just tell me. I promise I'll keep it a secret for you..."

"Don't just drink and don't talk. It's easy to get drunk!"

Yu Jingya mumbled to herself for a long time, but Ye Beicheng didn't answer her at all. She should have ended the conversation wisely, but she couldn't control her mouth.

"Can you not pretend to be deep? I don't find it attractive."

Ye Beicheng put down the bar and shot her a sharp look. Just as she was about to speak, Jing Ya immediately stopped, "Okay, okay, keep quiet. I know what you're trying to say..."

"What do I want to say?" He asked playfully.

"Don't you just want me to shut up?" She muttered softly, "I've been looking at her face for more than twenty years. I can't see anything."

When it comes to observing appearances, she thinks her' eyes' are superb and invincible...

"I wish I knew."

Yu Jingya was speechless at his words. Was it necessary to be so direct? Besides, she didn't need to drink or talk. Was she a walking corpse?!

"I think it might be better for me to disappear before your eyes than to shut up." She craned her neck and asked.

"No." Ye Beicheng stretched out his arm, wrapped it around her neck and said drunkenly, "You're gone. What if something happens to me?"

His neck was almost suffocating, and Jing Ya struggled for a moment, shouting in disbelief, "What happened? What can happen to a man like you? Are you still afraid of being eaten by women?!"

"You're right, you're afraid of being eaten by a woman..." He pointed at himself and said in a foul voice, "Don't you think it's dangerous for a man like me to sit here? If you leave, there will definitely be some evil woman approaching me. When the time comes... When the time comes..."

"How about then?" Jing Ya could not bear to be questioned in the face of the increasingly weak voice.

Ye Beicheng crooked his finger, motioning for her to get closer and reluctantly move his head over. He immediately leaned over and said, "When the time comes... What if I get wet?"

The dark red glass lights of the bar flickered and shone on Ye Beicheng's angular face. Yu Jingya really wanted to say, "Is it great to be handsome?"

After taking a deep breath and swallowing her saliva, she rationally changed what she wanted to say, "Okay, I'll continue to be your shield."

There's no need to be serious with someone who's in a bad mood and drunk, or just talk to a cow...

Ye Beicheng stared at the empty bottle and asked vaguely, "No... No, what should we do?"

"Of course I'm taking you home. What else do you want to do?!"

With the help of the bartender, she dragged him up and forced him into the back seat of the car. Jingya had learned her driver's license two years ago, so she could drive at a cautious speed to Ye Beicheng's villa.

Trembling all the way, fortunately, she reached her destination safely, and it took her a great deal of effort to finally drag him into the bedroom.

Standing by the spacious balcony on the second floor, she was panting and wiping the sweat off her forehead, staring at the vast starry sky in the distance. She asked herself in silence, "Why should I spend the night with a madman?"

"Water, water..." In the bedroom, Ye Beicheng babbled for water.

With a heavy sigh, she went downstairs to pour a glass of water, then turned back to the bed and sat him up.

"Yu... Jing Ya, it's late... Isn't it? Don't go home, sleep... Sleep in the guest room, the one next door you... The one you used to live in!"

It was already eleven o' clock, and she was destined not to be able to return to her home, nor was it her first time staying here, so she had no intention of leaving.

"Yes, I know." She supported him to drink all the water in his glass, and just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly grabbed her, and then held her in his arms without warning...

"Ye Beicheng, what do you want to do again? You let me go, let me go!!" Yu Jingya struggled desperately, but he could not escape his control. Instead, the more she struggled, the tighter he hugged her.

"Don't go... Just let me hug you."

Suddenly, she was stunned, because she clearly heard his choking.

Yu Jingya knew that he must have thought of the person he loved. Because she grew up in a family without love, she was especially sentimental. She often felt sad and sad because of a sentence in a book, a look in a tv show, or occasionally hearing someone else's story.

Just like now, it was not her business who Ye Beicheng loved, but her heart ached, not for any other reason, but because she sympathized with all the unhappy endings.

She was curious as to what kind of relationship it was, to make him miss it so much, to beg humbly in front of an unfamiliar woman, as long as he had a hug.

"Qianxue, waiting is not bitter. What's bitter is waiting without hope..."

It was as if his heart had been stung by something. There was a slight pain in it. Yu Jingya really sympathized with him. To what extent did he have to be desperate to say such words as' wait is not bitter, wait is hopeless' that would make outsiders feel sad to hear?

She raised her wrist and hugged Ye Beicheng back. He said she was a good friend. In this case, even if she was not a friend, she should lend a hand.

"Qianxue, the woman you love is called qianxue..."

Muttering to himself, Ye Beicheng was already unconscious, and he would not hear anything from Yu Jingya again.