Good Morning, Mr. President!

"Let me walk alone ..." Bai Suye refused to get in the car, but just looked at him with pleading eyes, "Let me be alone, okay? You don't care about me."

The white wolf felt a little shock.

She had never talked to him like this, so helpless, so soft and so fragile ...

It seems that the former Bai Suye, the minister of the National Security Bureau, had no armor at this moment. The woman standing in front of him today is the most ordinary woman who needs care, pity, and love.

The white wolf could not bear the heart, nodded, and released her.

Love is really a tortured thing, but it still wants to stop. I can't let it go, but I can't forget it ...

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The white millet leaves walk alone in the cold wind, like the long hair of a waterfall flying in the wind, and the windbreaker is thin. The sake of drinking a lot of wine, the blushing face, in the neon of the night, even more indescribable charm. Such a woman, walking alone in the streets late at night, especially with such a broken and pitiful expression, made many men passing by unable to stop and look around frequently.

White Wolf drove the car, followed carefully and cautiously. When someone was stunned, he leaned his head out, glaring at the other person with warning, glaring at those people.

She stepped on high heels, blowing the wind, like a lone soul, wandering down the street in despair, looking at the flickering neons, she didn't know where to go.

Walking around, unknowingly came downstairs in a building. Standing there, looking up, you can only see endless darkness.

In the distance, White Wolf stopped the car. He knew that the building was a company of Dire. It ’s just that, now ... the other person is no longer here ...

Bai Suye was confused, thinking of the man, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket.

Instinctively, she pressed her finger on the screen and drank too much because she drank too much, but the string of numbers was still under her intactness-it was ten years since it was carved into her heart Remember the numbers clearly, but never dare to dial the numbers.

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the other side.

Utah City.

The night was deep.

In the room without lights, the man stood at the window, smoking a cigarette. At 11 o'clock in the evening, he was completely sleepless.

This day ten years ago ...

He even remembered it clearly.

He gave her an unlimited card, which made her angry for two days and ignored him. However, a stupid woman did not know that the card was actually a special card he specially prepared for the bank. The card number was the combination of his and her birthday, 00198631219881118, the only one in the world. Later, she threw the card into a drawer in his study. Later, when he wanted to send it out again the next year, there would be no later between them ...

Ye Di opened his wallet. In addition to the photo, the bank card was still in the wallet.

Ten years later, both her photo and that bank card have become obsolete.

He put out his cigarette butt, took out the photo with the bank card, groaned for a moment, and felt the lighter, "snap-", the blue flames jumped in the air, spitting hot tongues-now that everything is gone So why not let it all go to ashes? Whether it's a photo, a card, or ... a memory that was once unforgettable ...

Taking a heavy breath is like making up your mind.

However, when the tongue of fire reached out to the photo, a ‘night, listen to the phone ~’ exploded in the room.

He trembled fiercely, his eyes suddenly flashed red. Unbelievably turned his face in the direction of the sound, only thinking it must be his own hallucination.

but……

The sound didn't stop, it kept ringing ...

‘Yeah, listen to the phone ~’, ‘Yeah, listen to the phone ~’ ...

The soft, sweet voice, like a lark, rang out in the room. He just felt that his heart was torn apart ruthlessly with a big hand, and his pain was a little unstable.

He threw the lighter almost immediately and pulled open the drawer at the bedside. That simple phone of ten years ago has been flashing.

The word 'Su Su' is shining his eyes brightly.

This phone is the number ten years ago, the phone ten years ago. He didn't know what he was obsessed with. In the past ten years, he had eliminated countless mobile phones and changed countless numbers. However, this one has always been kept. Even, he will charge the battery on time and keep it on at any time.

The ringtone of this call was also recorded ten years ago when she was naughty and set it for him.

Until now, Ye Di even remembered that he was in a meeting with a group of people. When the sound sounded, everyone looked weird and grinning. At that time, he felt very enjoyable. Every time I can't contact her when she is out of the mission, or when she is born or dead, she will always come and listen to this paragraph. When you get tired, you will become very powerful.

When I think of her, I dare not let myself be in trouble, I dare not hurt myself. Afraid she would be worried, afraid she would be afraid. At that time, he even wanted to end this dark life.

but……

Later I learned how naive my thoughts are.

In the first few years after she left, he always felt that the ringtone of the cell phone rang. However, after soberly opening his eyes and picking up the mobile phone, he realized that everything was just his own illusion ...

But right now ...

It's real.

The phone, which has been silent for ten years, is still flashing at this moment. In the dark room, the word 'susu' is clearly visible.

Taking a deep breath, he picked up the phone and stuck it to his ear.

There was no opening, just listening quietly.

The heart beats fast, quickly ...

It seems like nervous.

I'm afraid it's the same as in the past, but it's just an empty joy.

until……

"Night ..."

There was a soft sound from the cell phone, like a coquettish. Seeming to laugh and crying again. Very confused.

Ye Yan held his hand tightly.

She drank.

And, obviously drunk.

"I know you changed the number ... you already changed the number ..." Bai Suye murmured softly.

In country S, she seemed to be tired at last, kicking off her high heels, regardless of the cold on the ground, barefoot, and bent down to squat. The long black hair hung down, covering her half of her small face, and the other side, which appeared, became paler and bloodless.

Ye Di breathed heavily, and spoke as calmly as possible: "Since I know I changed the number, why should I call?"

"Yes, why do you fight?" She lost whispered: "Knowingly, you won't answer ..."

How much alcohol did this woman drink? Drink yourself so unconsciously.