Ding Yiyi called him twitchedly, "Dad!"

Ding Dacheng patted the back of her hand, and his voice was also squeaked, "Dad, I'm sorry for you. I haven't given you a better life since I was a child, so I hope you can be happy. If you think she can bring you happiness, then Dad agrees.

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She couldn't cry after listening to her father's words. Ding Dacheng choked and helped her wipe her tears, "Silly child, why are you crying? You will be an adult in the future, so you can't cry."

Ding Yiyi nodded while wiping her tears. The father and daughter calmed down for a while. Ding Dacheng spoke again, "Although it is an engagement, do you want to invite your mother and father over? After all, it will be a lifelong thing."

Not wanting to disobey him and make him worry, she nodded repeatedly, Ding Dacheng stood up and took out a tape recorder from his clothes and put it in her palm, "Your aunt took this out of your bag."

She stared at the tape recorder in her palm in a daze. The memories buried deep in her heart strongly invaded her thoughts. She trembled and pressed the play button, "Yiyi."

The moment the low voice came out, she turned off her phone in panic, and tears flowed down unstoppable. He took root in her heart, and then it rotted. It hurt so much that she could only wrap the wound with a thick bandage.

Touching, the wound can only temporarily relieve pain under the bandage, and after a brief relief, it will make it more painful.

Tears soaked the beige pillow. She bit the corner of the quilt tightly to prevent herself from crying. Her eyes were sore and swollen that she couldn't bear it. She didn't know how long she had cried until she fell asleep in a daze.

She returned to the dark basement, and Zhang Tang's crazy laughter echoed in every corner of the basement. She panicked and looked for the exit, surrounded by orange-red flames. Suddenly the door opened, and Ye Nianmo stood there.

At the door, her calm eyes looked through her and didn't know who she was looking at.

"Nian Mo!" She struggled with joy and wanted to run up. A figure was faster than himself. Ao Xue hugged Ye Nian Mo, and he slowly said word by word: "I only want her."

There was no time when the surroundings turned into a raging fire. Every inch of her skin was burned. She shouted, she screamed, but she could only watch his back. The door was closed again and she was buried in a sea of ​​fire.

She suddenly woke up as her body fell from a high altitude, her forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat. She sat up in a panic. The clock showed that at three o'clock in the morning, she got out of bed in panic.

Open the door, the windows in the corridor were not closed tightly. The cool wind blew over, and the clothes soaked in sweat were pressed tighter on the back. Next to it was Ye Chuyun's room. She approached and pressed her head to the brown one.

On the door of the room, the cold touch gradually calmed down the flames of anxiety and sorrow in my heart.

"You can get happiness this time." She whispered in a low voice and left after a long time.

In the room, Ye Chuyun's face was covered with dense beads of sweat. He breathed rapidly. His five fingers curled up into chicken feet due to insufficient blood supply. His fingernails were light blue. The medicine bottle was scattered everywhere, and his whole body was curled up into one.

If you breathe as much as possible, you can only try your best to relieve pain in the chest cavity.

The next day, Ding Yiyi got up early in the morning and was about to call Ye Chuyun, but saw a letter left by Ye Chuyun on the bed.

The quilts were folded neatly. Ding Yiyi opened the letter and said a few simple words to go back to Los Angeles to do business and will come back in three days.

Ding Yiyi took out her cell phone and said that the other party's cell phone was already turned off. Ding Dacheng just went upstairs to see all this and his face darkened, "What's going on?"
Chapter completed!