Waiting for you to fall a flower

Jing Ya stared at him. She really shouldn't have asked such a question, because she couldn't say that she liked a man who protected me well when I was in the most difficult situation...

"I feel it." She answered simply.

This is not a lie. Love is based on feeling.

"Do you like me?"

When this question came out, Jing Ya herself was shocked. She never thought of asking ye North city this way.

Ye Beicheng chuckled. He probably didn't expect her to ask that.

"Yes."

After he finished speaking, he consciously picked up a glass of wine. Jing Ya's heart suddenly cooled. Ye Beicheng actually told her with his actions that he had lied.

For her dignity, no matter how sad she was, she forced herself to laugh.

"Are you kidding me again..." She laughed loudly on purpose, "I said, why are you so bad?"

Laughing, laughing, tears came out. She quickly turned her back and wiped them dry. When she faced Ye Beicheng again, she was still the strong Yu Jingya who could live well even if no one loved her.

"To be honest, you're 28 years old, and you really haven't met your Yang Guo?"

Ye Beicheng suddenly asked a question that he found interesting.

Maybe he thought it was interesting, but to Jing Ya, it was extremely boring.

"No." She replied in a dispirited manner, and when she was done, she said, "This is the end of the game. Let's not play anymore."

At the moment she announced the end, Ye Beicheng did not realize that she had drunk a glass of wine. She wanted to prove that she was lying with her actions, but even if she wanted to prove it, no one cared.

As ye North city had expected, the next day, no one mentioned the divorce. If his parents did not mention it, he would not mention it.

Jing Ya took a day off specially. She had to find Yu Wancheng, and she had to know how much they were going to embarrass her!

She returned home in a rage. As soon as she arrived at the entrance of the neighborhood, she met the person she was looking for. Yu Wancheng walked forward listlessly with his head down. Jing Ya quickly stepped forward and raised his hand, which was a heavy slap in the face.

"Sis, why did you hit me!" Yu Wancheng covered his face and stared at her in surprise.

"You still have the face to ask me why I hit you, you shameless beast. You did that to Ye Mengyao, and you asked me why I hit you. I'll just kill you today. I can't stand you anymore!!"

Jing Ya came forward and beat Yu Wancheng excitedly. When she thought of the humiliation she had suffered last night, her tears could not help but wet the corners of her eyes. It was not that she had not warned him, but what she said, who took it seriously...

"All right, stop bothering me!" Yu wancheng roared at her, "I did it because I love her. What do you know?"

Love? It was ridiculous. Love was sacred and inviolable. He actually said that his behavior was love. Jing Ya roared hysterically, "You can die!"

"I'm too lazy to talk to you." Yu Wancheng glanced at her angrily and turned to leave.

"Stop right there. Do you want to leave after doing something like this?" She angrily grabbed Wancheng's arm, "You go apologize to the Ye family, no matter what method you use, until they forgive you!"

"I'm not going." He shook her off.

"You dare not try!"

"Why are you so annoying? No wonder no one likes you. Women like you hate them!"

Yu Wancheng was upset for a moment and pushed Jing Ya to the ground.

He wouldn't know how much the last sentence hurt his sister. Thinking of Ye Beicheng, Jing Ya felt that the last sentence was like a needle, piercing her body fiercely.

No one will like her. Really, no one will like her?

She sat helplessly on the ground, thinking about her brother, Ye Beicheng, who would not love her, and how she was being ostracized, and how she cried...

With a loud bang, Yu Wancheng fell to the ground and a man's magnetic voice entered jingya's ears.

"Yu Wancheng, are you bullying your sister again?"

Jing ya's mind went blank. She thought she had heard wrong, so she fell into an illusion and did not look up for a long time.

A slender hand reached out to her. "Jing Ya, I'm back."

She raised her head slowly, and when she saw the person in front of her clearly, she extended her hand to him with a smile and tears, "Rotten winter melon, you still know to come back."

Yu Wancheng also reacted. He got up from the ground in shock and shouted excitedly, "Brother teng yu, it's really you!"

"If you dare to make your sister cry, I'll settle the score with you later." He smiled and took jingya's hand, "Let's go. Rotten winter melon will treat you to dinner."

The two of them came to a restaurant, an inconspicuous little restaurant, but ten years ago, Di Tengyu, 21, and Yu Jingya, 18, were the most frequent visitors.

"Boss, braised winter melon, pork ribs and winter melon soup, stir-fried winter melon..."

Di Tengyu grabbed his throat and ordered a few dishes. Jing Ya chuckled, "Or do you like winter melon so much?"

He echoed, "Isn't this the best time for us to get along?"

Jing Ya stopped laughing and said seriously, "Yu, I don't like winter melon anymore."

"Why?"

"No reason. I want a change of taste."

Di Tengyu's dark eyes stared at her unblinkingly. After ten years, everything would change. From the day he left, he knew that Yu Jingya would not like to eat winter melon for the rest of his life.

He didn't want to be too disappointed, so he quickly changed the subject, "Why did your brother make you cry with anger just now?"

"It's nothing. He made me cry a lot when I was young."

Tengyu slammed the table, "This little bastard, he's capable, right? Don't be angry. See how I teach him a lesson!"

Jing Ya quickly shook his head, "Don't worry about it. It's nothing serious."

"How can I not care?" He raised his eyes meaningfully, "I can never ignore your business."

The corner of his eye suddenly became wet. What a long time ago, although it was far away, it existed.

Ten years ago, Yu Jingya was even more shrewd and stubborn than he is now. In his first year of high school, he was known as "Pepper." He was beautiful but hotter than chili.

At that time, fighting was a common occurrence, but who could she beat as a girl? It was always Di Tengyu who wiped her ass. They grew up together, and Di Tengyu protected her for 18 years.

He would always poke her in the head and scold her, "You're always making trouble like this, little girl. I'm really worried about what you'll do without me in the future."

In fact, without him for the next ten years, she also walked over alone. The earth would not stop rotating because there was no one missing.

Jing Ya withdrew his thoughts and asked casually, "What are you doing now?"

Tengyu smiled, "It scares you to death."

"Gee, I don't know who's scaring who." Jingya thought that if he knew she was married, he would be the one who was scared to death first.

"This is what I am now." He raised his thumb and jokingly added, "Gangster."

Jing Ya smiled unhappily, "Sure enough, dogs can't change shit."

Ten years ago, he was a famous gangster, so no one dared to provoke Jing Ya. Everyone knew that to provoke her was to provoke trouble.

I didn't expect that after ten years, Di Tengyu was still in the underworld, but he was more powerful.

"What the hell are you talking about? I really loved you for nothing back then."

Ah, Jing Ya rolled his eyes in disgust and continued to hit him, "A real bad winter melon."

Jing Ya naturally gave him the nickname "Rotten winter melon." Because Di Tengyu liked to eat winter melon, and he didn't do his job, he led a group of boys to fight with people all day long, so he had this glorious nickname. Of course, only Jing Ya dared to call this nickname.

He could indulge her in anything. Even if someone touched her arm, he knew where her pain was.

The two of them ate happily in the restaurant. Jing Ya told him about the big and small things that had happened in the past ten years, but he didn't mention marriage at all.

When they came out of the restaurant, Di Tengyu walked in front and Jing Ya walked behind.

Seeing that she kept her head down and did not speak, he suddenly stopped and asked, "Are you in a bad mood?"

"No, I'm in a good mood to see you."

Tengyu smiled, "You're lying. It's not like you."

She looked up at Tengyu and said, "Don't talk like you know me very well. It's not like me. What's like me?"

He took jingya's shoulder and said lovingly, "Judging from yu jingya in the past, I should say: yes, after you left for ten years, I feel very unhappy."

Poof... Jing Ya couldn't help but laugh. She glared at him angrily, "When are you going to be serious?"

Di Tengyu patted her on the forehead and said firmly, "I always talk to you seriously."

"I'm married." Jing Ya blurted out.

Tengyu froze and his expression froze, but it was only for a short time. He immediately reverted to his previous foolishness and reprimanded her unhappily, "And accused me of not being serious. You are not the same yourself."

Jing Ya looked at him seriously, "I didn't lie to you. It's true."

"Ghost letter." He let go of her and walked forward without a care. Jing ya stood still and emphasized again, "What I said is true."

Di Tengyu stopped, but did not look back. He stared at the ground for a long time before asking, "When did it happen?"

"A month ago."

He turned around, took a deep look at her, said nothing, and left...

Jing Ya stared at his magnificent back and felt an unspeakable sadness. Even though he had once had love, it was buried alive from the day he left.

She and he were destined to never meet in this lifetime, ten years ago and ten years later.

She squatted down slowly. It was not that she did not know Tengyu's feelings for her, but when she had asked him to stay like that, he still left. He said, "I was born restless. I want to break into the world."

Now that he had a world, he could never have both fish and bear paws. He was destined to lose her if he won the world.

"Sorry, rotten winter melon."

Picking up a stone on the ground, she forcefully wrote this sentence. Di Tengyu turned around without saying a word, indicating that he was really sad. In the past ten years, he had never been like this before.

A pair of feet appeared in front of her eyes, and then a person squatted down. He grabbed the stone from her hand and added two more words after the six words she had just written: "Jing Ya."