Good Morning, Mr. President!

She turned around and was caught by Ye Xi in her arms, facing his deep gaze, "What about the photo?"

Bai Suye just passed by.

He looks like he's been stripped alive, not because of his documents, but because of her ID photo?

She looked up, "Night, that photo is me."

Ye Di was silent for a moment, and then straightened out, "So what? It's you, you can ask yourself?"

"When you took this picture of me, didn't you ask yourself?"

"Do you want to discuss the ownership of the item with me now?" The other hand out of Ye Dikong had touched her trench coat pocket. She grabbed his hand, "You want to take my picture, but ... I want to exchange."

"exchange?"

"You have to give me a picture of you."

Ye Yan apparently didn't expect that she made such a request, and she was slightly surprised for a moment, and her expression eased a lot.

Bai Suye didn't answer, but just asked, "Will you give it? If you don't, I won't give you this picture."

She said, holding her hand in the trench coat pocket, tightening, really holding the photo in her palm.

Where did Ye Ye threaten her casually? A finger twitched, and her clenched hand was easily opened, and the photo went directly to his hand.

Bai Suye wanted to get it back, but Ye Xuan was one step faster than her, turned and put the photo back in the drawer, locked the password, and locked it.

Bai Suye stared at Ye Yan, complaining dissatisfied, "You are Mingqiang."

"You haven't answered me yet-what do you want my photo to do?" Repeatedly asked, Ye Yan stared at her, his heart expecting something.

Taking photos of him for so many years is like blind medicine. Always look out for photos of her in the worst of times for comfort.

However, every time there will be more unbearable misses in his heart. So much so that he pressed the photo in the deepest corner, along with her.

Bai Suye was silent for a moment, and looked at him with complex eyes, with a little hesitation in his heart, "If it is ... to keep it as a memorial, can you?"

"Remembrance?" Because of these two words, Ye Yan inexplicably raised an unknown flame.

What kind of memorabilia is needed? It ’s always a time of separation, or even when I do n’t know what day the next goodbye will be, the word ‘remembrance’ is needed! So, she stays here now, still planning to pull away from his world at any time? !!

But he was just at the dinner table and still dreaming about the picture of their future family of three ...

Such wishful thinking and passionateness are particularly stupid. Simply stupid!

Ye Ye said nothing. He was afraid that if he exited, his emotions would be out of control.

I lit a cigarette, stood at the window and took a couple of puffs. Bai Suye looked at his cold back, and wanted to say nothing, but said nothing.

After waiting for a while, Ye Yan extinguished his cigarette **** and turned his face. "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Every word, speaking out, is extremely indifferent.

After speaking, I walked past her without even glancing at her.

Looking at such a night owl, Bai Suye felt aching pain. She found herself more and more intolerant of his indifference to herself.

After reuniting with him, she felt that her heart was Vajrayana, how could he ridicule her, humiliate her, and then she could bear it no matter how sad she was. However, nowadays, it is easier and easier to feel wronged ...

"Night ..."

She stood still in the room and called him.

Ye Yan ignored and didn't look back.

Just now it was obvious that he was angry, but now, his attitude made her more angry, "Night, I'm calling you."

Dire still silent, and went downstairs.

Bai Suye was even more uncomfortable. She stubbornly stubbornly refused to go out, but instead sat down on the sofa in his room, hugging her pillow. Most of the time he didn't come up to ask himself, she relied on the posture of not walking here!

She didn't know at all that her act was really childish, and it was no different from the little woman who quarreled with her boyfriend in peacetime.

After waiting for a while, I heard the footsteps of Ye Di turned back. He stepped in from outside, slammed the door heavily, and stared coldly at her on the sofa. Bai Suye turned her face, trying to show her anger with a stiff face, but the next moment ...

To his angry eyes, for a while, more grievances diffused.

As soon as the nose is sore, the eye sockets suddenly become uncontrollable.

She found a terrible thing—not only did she become more glass-hearted, she even ... really loved tears more, and only in front of this man ...

Her tears came without warning, and she felt a pain in her heart for a moment.

All anger, like encountering a bucket of cold water, was poured out instantly.

"What are you crying for?" He spoke hard, softer now than he was apathetic. For her tears, he was always unable to fight back.

Bai Suye sucked her nose and swallowed back her tears. Ignored him, threw a pillow, and got up to leave.

As he passed by, he was unexpectedly stopped.

"You loose me!" She shoved him angrily, but she didn't use a bit of force at all.

Ye Di held her tight.

For a long time, she lingered in her ears, a little distressed, and a little helpless asking: "What are you crying for?"

As soon as she cried, his heart would be completely disturbed. No temper will come out, but in the end it will become his fault, and his unlimited self-examination.

"You drive me away." Bai Suye's grievances accused, "I'm a guest your mother invited, but you keep driving me away."

"Yes, I'm driving you away. We have nothing to do with each other. What am I leaving you for?"

The white millet leaves simmered.

Looking up, staring blankly at the night owl. After realizing what he was saying, the tears that had just endured could no longer be restrained from falling down.

but……

What he said was true.

Now, they really have nothing to do with each other.

"Why don't you tell me a woman I can never keep, why should I stay? A woman who is always ready to get away from my life smartly, shouldn't I take advantage of my own sense of reason? When she asked me to get away? "

He took hold of her chin, his eyes were dark, and the strength in his hands increased, showing his anger at the moment, and the pain caused by love in his heart. "I have tortured myself for so long, you still want me Continue to torture yourself for ten, twenty years, or even the rest of your life? In this way, will you be happy or proud? "