Obviously, today was another chaotic and busy night.

Such busyness was almost done until midnight. When Ye Jiao planned to go back, it was already midnight.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she walked down the hospital building, she saw the man waiting outside.

Ye Jiao was stunned.

In the night, under the hazy street lights, Gu Yuanyu stood there, and the orange fibers pulled his figure to the elder elder.

In the breeze, this mature man wearing a black tweed coat was so charming. The light and shadow shone on his cold and clear face, making his facial features look more and more three-dimensional and beautiful.

Every time Ye Jiao sees the extremely handsome Gu Yuanyu, she will feel a sense of pride in her heart. Look, this is my man~ It seems that he feels something, the man looks up.

The two of them looked at each other, and at this moment, there were waves of feelings inside.

What is the right person?

What is a good couple?

In Ye Jiao's opinion, she and Gu Yuanyu should be just like that.

They do not have any boredom period. It is like this for several years. The other party will no longer be young and old, but their affection for each other will never change.

Gu Yuanyu downstairs stretched out his big hand to her, and his face and eyes were filled with smiles, as if he could wrap people up together.

Ye Jiao smiled, and she quietly accelerated her speed. By the time she was downstairs, she had even changed to trotting and headed straight for her "port".

Gu Yuanyu had already opened his arms and hugged her tightly in his arms: "Are you cold?"

Although he asked this, he was already very consciously taking off his coat and putting it on Ye Jiao.

Ye Jiao was immediately wrapped in warmth. It was the warmth that belonged to him, and it even contained the faint smell of tobacco that belonged to him, which made people feel inexplicably relieved.

"Let's go home."

The so-called home is just the hotel they currently live in.

But for the two, where the other party exists, then it is home.

There is no curfew on Jindao, and there are not many people at night. There are also some evening markets on the streets, and there are many bustling people.

There are many delicious foods on the roadside, and at this moment they all exuded an extremely attractive aroma, especially in the late night, which made the worms in their stomachs feel ready to move! Now, Ye Jiao's stomach was very unreliable and she started to scream.

Gu Yuanyu smiled, he gently pinched Ye Jiao's hand and said softly: "What, are you hungry?"

Ye Jiao sighed and said, "Eat, at worst, you can lose weight tomorrow."

The smile on Gu Yuanyu's face became stronger. He pinched Ye Jiao's little face and said, "Okay."

So, the couple was like a young couple, holding hands and eating delicious snacks in front of the stall.

The two of them will feed each other things, and the sweetness in each other's eyes can almost overflow. Everyone around them feels so beautiful, and many people feel endless envy in their hearts.

The two of them were in the middle of it, but they didn't feel anything. Instead, they were a little ordinary, as if the relationship between them became better as they got older.

The two of them ate for a while before leaving slowly, holding hands as usual, enjoying the rare happy time of the two. They are the most ordinary but different couples.

When he arrived at the door, Gu Yuanyu even stopped and gently kissed Ye Jiao on his forehead.

Ye Jiao?

?

Well, is this kid's brain watered?

In the dark night not far away, there were eyes always staring at them.

However, this person had probably been watching enough. Seeing that Ye Jiao and his wife had gone home after a little bit of a slut, the ones who followed him retreated. The person who followed him walked quickly and specially selected those dim places to walk. After about ten minutes, he arrived at his destination.

Ruo Ye Jiao is here, or most people on Jindao know this place. This is the private residence of the general manager, which is built next door to the General Office of Jindao.

This place is not big, but it is purely Western-style architecture and decoration. The security work and other things inside are all the most advanced in the world.

However, the person who was following the stalker was not even investigated by the gatekeepers and was directly put in.

The man went straight into the main entrance and headed straight to the study on the second floor.

The house is very big, with a whole wall up to the roof. It is neatly arranged on it, with various books placed in a color classification and code, which is very pleasing to the eye.

Bart, wearing a gray pajamas in front of a large black desk, was sitting at the table, with a book in front of him and a pen in his hand, obviously planning to take notes while reading.

It's a pity that he didn't really read many words before the spy came back.

"How is it?" Under that circumstances, Bart was not good for him to stay in the hospital. After he came back, he sent someone to watch and there was news coming to report.

The spy told the situation in detail, and even the intimacy between the couple and the last kiss on their foreheads.

Bart: "..." This honest child.

Bart rubbed his eyebrows and waved his hand helplessly: "I understand, it's a good job, you can go down first."

"yes."

When the door was closed, the room was regained a deadly existence.

Bart put down his pen, and he was the only one, continuing to feel the boundless loneliness, as if even the dust in the air had forgotten to beat.

After a while, he sighed softly.

"It seems that you found out that I am here, so that's why.

Forget it.

As long as she is happy.”

Bart once thought that getting it was happiness, but as time went by and over again, gradually, he seemed to understand that sometimes letting go is also a kind of love.

The room was filled with lights, and there was an album on Bart's desk, which looked like a young girl.

If you look carefully, you will find that this girl is actually sixty or seventy percent similar to Ye Jiao.

Bart's hand gently stroked the album, and under the night, his figure seemed so lonely, and even more with an indescribable vicissitudes.

"She really looks like you, it's a pity that she missed it after all."

"You said, are I destined to die of old age alone in this life?"

"This is probably fate..." Bart murmured to himself in the excessive silence.

At this moment, he has no usual ability and majesty, and no one feels that he is superior and unpredictable.

He looked a little depressed, and even a little unspeakable fragile.

This moment of time belongs only to him.
Chapter completed!