Waiting for you to fall a flower

"Yeah."

Fei Shaocheng nodded, because his back was facing Jing Ya, and she did not see the forbearance in his eyes. When he looked back, he had already changed into his previous cynicism and teased, "My interest in a woman is a three-minute heat. It's been more than ten hours since last night, so my interest in you has long cooled."

"Are you sure?" Playfully, he stepped forward and, as expected, dismissed his concerns.

"Sure!" Fei Shaocheng nodded heavily.

"Then I'm relieved." She patted her chest and the frustration in her heart was finally gone.

In fact, Jing Ya can be very silly sometimes. When she is smart, she is too smart, and when she is stupid, she is crazy. Emotionally, she has always felt that she is rational enough to see things clearly. Who knows, she knows love doesn't necessarily know men. Men may not really like you when they say they like you. When they say they give up on you, they may not really give up. Whether it's true or false, you can never see through their hearts....

"Do you think something's wrong with Qianxue?" Fei Shaocheng asked casually.

Jing Ya nodded quickly, "Yes, something's wrong. What's going on?" She was actually wondering if Ye Beicheng had said something to her last night.

Fei Shaocheng told her what happened this morning without hiding anything.

Jing Ya fell silent after listening.

"What's wrong? You should be happy about Brother bei's loyalty to you. Why do you look unhappy?"

"I'll go find Ouyang Feng."

Jingya walked towards the billiard room expressionless. Fei Shaocheng grabbed her and said, "What are you doing? I'm not going to settle the score with him, am I? Don't make it difficult for me. I'm telling you, I just wanted to make you feel better, but I didn't want you to trouble Ouyang..."

"Although his actions have made us all accustomed to them, it doesn't mean that I can always tolerate him ruining my marriage. I have to question him face to face. Is it because grapes are sour when you can't eat them? If you're not happy, you can't see others happy!"

Jing Ya was determined to go to Ouyang Feng to argue, and Fei Shaocheng couldn't stop her, so he regretted telling her about it.

"Ouyang Feng, come out!" Jingya stood at the entrance of the billiard room and roared at someone inside.

Ye Beicheng was the first to react. He turned around in surprise. Seeing jingya's angry face, he hurried over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ouyang Feng, don't you dare come over?"

Jing Ya ignored Ye Beicheng and glared defiantly at Ouyang Feng with a cold face.

"What are you doing?"

He walked over slowly and snorted with disdain.

"You're so destructive. Why don't you be a spy? You think you're very judgmental. Why didn't you make a good judgment when you first married a wife? Would it make you happy? Now that you've misjudged the unhappiness of others, you can't see them well, and you want to tear them apart, right?"

"You don't have to judge whether I'm happy or not!"

Ouyang Feng turned to leave unhappily, and Jing Ya stepped forward to stop him, "Then please don't participate in my happiness. You are plotting against my husband now. I have the right to defend my marriage!"

"Your happiness? Is that your happiness? Your happiness is only based on the pain of others!"

"Enough, don't talk to jingya like that." Ye Beicheng coldly interjected, pulling Jing Ya and saying, "Go back to your room and ignore him."

Jing Ya broke free of his hand and continued to question Ouyang Feng, "I want to ask you, what is love? Is it true that those who fall in love first must be together, and those who fall in love later commit a huge crime, even if they are married, they are still mistresses? Have you never loved, or in your view of love, love should be like this? No matter who you like, you have to be with the first person?!"

Ouyang Feng responded to her aggressiveness without showing any weakness, "Yes, I think a man should be devoted to a woman. Abandonment should not happen to my friend. Since he fell into the pit, I can't just sit back and do nothing!"

Oh, Jing Ya seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. She looked at Ouyang Feng sarcastically and said, "You really don't understand love. It's like you clearly don't love your wife, but you trapped yourself in the grave for some special reason. Don't say you didn't meet the person you love. Even if you met her in the future, you wouldn't dare do anything for her. In the end, you Ouyang Feng is a coward. Besides torturing other people's feelings, You're nothing!"

"What did you say? Call me a coward?!" Ouyang Feng's eyes burst into flames. He grabbed Jing Ya's wrist rudely, causing her to frown in pain.

"Let her go!" Ye Beicheng shook off Ouyang Feng's arm and strangled him, "Don't think that after more than ten years of friendship, you can stand up to my woman. She's not wrong. Emotionally, you're a coward. You have the ability to get Yang Jingjing away from you, and then prove what she said in front of all of us!"

Fei Shaocheng stepped forward and pulled the two angry men apart, shouting, "What are you doing? Is it necessary to make such a fuss over women? It's my fault. I shouldn't have told Jing Ya about this morning. If you're really pissed off, come and hit me!"

The three of them were in a standstill when a shrill cry for help came from the stern deck. "Someone has jumped into the sea!! Help!!"

Almost at the same time, the four of them ran out of the billiard room. The man who shouted for help was the middle-aged man in charge of sailing the boat. He pointed at the sea with a pale face and said, "Then... That Miss Yang jumped down!"

Miss Yang? Yang Qianxue?

Before Jing Ya could react to her nervousness, Ye Beicheng instinctively dived into the ocean. At that moment, she felt her mind go blank and she collapsed on the deck...

"Help!" Ouyang Feng growled at the middle-aged man who was sailing the boat.

"I... I can't swim..." The middle-aged man's legs trembled.

"I don't know how to swim either..." Fei Shaocheng looked at the calm sea in frustration, holding onto the fence with both hands.

"Then what should we do?!" Ouyang Feng shouted at the sea, "Ye Beicheng, where are you? Come on up!! Did you hear that?!"

Jing Ya staggered to his knees and almost without hesitation stretched out his legs to jump, but Fei Shaocheng caught him in time. He shouted in shock, "What are you doing?!"

"Let go of me, I'm going down to save him!" She tried to shake off his arm with a look of despair.

Can you swim? Even if you can swim, this isn't a swimming pool. You'll die if you go down!"

"Then what should we do?" Jing Ya roared out of his mind, "Do you want me to wait here like you for his body to come up?!" It was the first time he had seen her.

"We'll think of a way. Can you stop messing things up?" Ouyang Feng's face was livid as he commanded the middle-aged man who was sailing the boat, "Look for the life buoy."

The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly and ran back to the cabin. Fei Shaocheng was still holding Jing Ya tightly, afraid of a flash, so she jumped down regardless.

Ouyang feng put on the life buoy and said to Fei Shaocheng expressionlessly, "Watch this woman. Don't let brother bei come up. She can't take it anymore. We may have to bury her with him then!"

Fei Shaocheng said, "Be careful. Come up if you can't find it."

Ouyang Feng turned and jumped down. Jing Ya didn't dare to look at the sea. She was afraid that one or two familiar bodies would suddenly float on top of her. From this moment on, her heart slowly turned cold, little by little, turning cold.

Tears trickled down her fingers. Fei Shaocheng pulled her into his arms, but she broke free.

Reality was always cruel, but it always appeared in her peaceful life. She didn't know what would happen if she lost someone, but she knew very well that she didn't want to live alone.

"Brother bei! Brother bei, where are you?! Ye Beicheng..."

In the distance, Ouyang Feng's screams were shrill and shrill, and every time she called out, Jing Ya felt as if she had been stabbed. Her whole body trembled and she was ready to jump down at any time. If Ye Beicheng died with Yang Qianxue, then she would die with him.

"Over there!! Over there! There's a head over there!!"

The middle-aged man pointed to the left side of the boat in surprise. Ouyang Feng obviously saw it too. He swam crazily over there. Finally, the black spot got closer and closer. When the familiar face surfaced, Jing Ya did not feel relaxed. Instead, for the first time, he felt that the heart of North city, who only loved ye, was heavier than ever.

Fei Shaocheng let go of Jing Ya's arm, and quickly reached out to the boatman to pull him. He jumped down three people and came up three. Except for Yang Qianxue, Ye Beicheng and Ouyang Feng were normal.

Jing Ya sat in the corner, hugging his trembling body tightly, his eyes fixed on the front. Ye Beicheng was soaking wet and doing artificial respiration for Yang Qianxue. He was so image-conscious, but at this moment, he did not care about his embarrassment at all. His eyes were full of worry and anxiety.

Under his urgent rescue, Yang Qianxue finally raised her body and spat out the sea water in her stomach. Then she slowly opened her eyes and saw Ye Beicheng's concerned eyes. She stretched out her hands and hugged him tightly.

"What are you doing? Why are you doing such a stupid thing?"

Ye Beicheng reprimanded her, not noticing Jing Ya, who was dying for him in the distance.

"Qianxue, you're so silly. Why did you jump into the sea? Brother bei has abandoned you. Can you jump into the sea and solve the problem?"

Ouyang Feng sat on the deck and glared at the stupid woman who had come back from the dead.

Fei Shaocheng stood aside with a heavy face and said nothing.

In fact, he knew the reason. The boat was so big, and they were fighting so much in the billiard room. Yang Qianxue couldn't have missed it. Ye Beicheng's heartless words in the morning and his words in the afternoon about defending Jing Ya were enough to break her to death, although this method was really stupid.

Jing Ya slowly stood up and left the place where no one would notice her without looking back.