Tender as wild

The wind at the end of summer makes people panic.

Baili stood in this unfamiliar luxury apartment for a long time. The cold air from the air conditioner seemed to have changed shape, making her heart swell and uncomfortable.

For a moment, she didn't know what to do or where to find him.

She was not willing to accept such a sudden "guilt". No matter what the truth was, Fang Ye still didn't owe her.

This feeling of powerlessness made her uncomfortable.

She thought, let's get out of here first.

Not knowing the situation, she spent her life extravagantly relying on the money left by Fang Ye, which made her feel uneasy.

Baili gently placed the room key on the countertop in the entrance hall, closed the door completely, took her luggage and left the penthouse apartment.

There is still some time left in the summer vacation, and the temperature in the air is licking the exposed skin like tongues of fire, and the wounds have an inexplicable tingling sensation.

Baili returned to her apartment building. She didn't touch any of the money in her card. The apartment was also cleaned very clean, and she couldn't see the mess she had before.

The knife returned to its original position.

The four-piece pillow set was replaced with brand new ones.

The corners of Bai Li's lips were pursed, and she was so considerate even when she left. He had never been such a person, but he became such a person for her.

The Chinese Valentine's Day is coming in a few days. In order to create a festive atmosphere, merchants have decorated pink hearts, and their mobile apps have also been given sweet skins.

Baili was lying on the bed, constantly searching for the situation in no-man's land in various countries. Every label was so bad that normal people could not reach it by all means.

In the end, she felt an irresistible embarrassment, which came from the pill she took before being discharged from the hospital. She closed her eyes and opened them again. There was a cold feeling on the side of her cheeks, and she understood it exactly.

Ah, tears unknowingly wet half of the pillow.

Before going to bed, she sent a message to Chang Li in a daze.

[Pear: Can you tell me about his situation? Otherwise I will find a way to find him, even if I can't find him. 】

She rarely threatens others. Such simple words are not offensive in the slightest and cannot deter those who have truly seen the storm.

Who cares about the life and future of a female college student.

But she knew that if Fang Ye was alive, he would care, no matter what his current status was.

I closed my eyes and fell into an extremely deep sleep.

It's funny, is this another form of confidence?

she does not know.

She just wanted to know how he was doing.

After sleeping all day, Baili woke up in a trance, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

She was lucky to have taken the medicine given by the doctor, otherwise she would not have been able to sleep and give herself a chance to regain her clarity.

Bai Li put her delicate hand on her forehead and waited for a long time before clicking on the phone next to her.

really.

She succeeded.

There was a message on the screen. Like Fang Ye's foreign number, the IP address showed unknown.

[xxjshsgaja: I guarantee with my life that Mr. Fang is alive and safe. Live your life well. 】

The sentence is a standing tone.

The content is Fang Ye’s meaning.

Baili smiled.

This proves that Chang Li is already at his side and still has time to ask him how to reply. He should be safe.

As for why Fang Ye didn't see her.

She dared not think.

I can only try my best to ask Brother Chengzi and the others. If there is any news about him, please be sure to inform her.

Then, just live a good life as he expected and let him worry less.

Wait for him to come back.

If a man is cruel enough to make her wait her whole life.

She realized that she was feeling confident again.

Unknowingly, she started to behave like this. Changes in people always happen in the smallest details, accumulated over time, and they quietly change their behavior and ways of doing things.

Summer vacation is over.

Bai Li also started to work hard to live as she thought.

She still goes to and from class the same way, but rarely mentions drawing anymore.

Because of the last injury, my right hand cannot lift heavy objects. I can only lift it frequently for more than ten minutes at a time, and then I have to rest for a long time.

Over time, she developed the ability to take care of herself with her left hand.

It’s just that no matter how hard I practice, I can’t draw with my left hand.

Putting it together in ten minutes a day, it takes Baili several months to create a picture that is not very difficult.

The talents that Ms. Hu acquired for her with money from her military uncle were also taken back with her own hands.

The girl had a huge amount of wealth that ordinary people could not imagine, but she began to work odd jobs everywhere, and she also had some savings by selling the old paintings she had accumulated.

Life has reached the comfortable state that she once imagined. She no longer has to worry about it and is no longer afraid of being led by others.

Bland, ordinary.

Her whole person also looked gentler and dazzling, but her heart was still full of devastation.

There are still many people in Qingda approaching to pursue her, and the confessions that follow are more frequent than before.

Whenever this situation occurs, she will just shake her head calmly, "Sorry, I have a boyfriend. Thank you for your kindness."

Autumn and winter are over.

Baili is already in the second half of her senior year.

Her mentality has also become more stable.

A new performance hall was built in the school. The principal said it was donated by a graduating student, and a bulletin board was posted to commend it.

Later, when Bai Li was helping the teacher organize materials, she discovered that the donor was Fang Ye.

She was stunned, pointed to the donation clause and asked involuntarily: "Teacher, is this the senior from the previous class?"

The teacher pushed up the bridge of his nose and nodded with a smile, "Yes, from the Department of Finance, do you know my husband's student?"

Bai Li lowered her eyelashes and said softly, "Yes."

The teacher smiled again: "Yesterday when the ribbon was being cut in the performance hall, he specifically contacted my husband and donated all the books to the school's new library. He is very promising now. He is abroad, capable, and I heard he looks like a student. Very good, many classmates recognize him."

Heard again how he was doing.

Baili's eyes were itchy.

In the past six months, she often posted some daily posts to Fang Ye's account, but it seemed like nothing had happened.

But occasionally I hear some news about him.

It reached her ears very deliberately at a specific time.

It seemed like he was afraid that she would actually go find him.

A message of peace deliberately spread.

Baili held some promotional materials in her hand and asked, "Is he okay then?"

The teacher nodded and thought for a moment: "It's good. He also told my husband a lot about the past. Many people bullied him when he was young, and he was abandoned. His family situation is similar to yours, but he said, People who bullied him should not be remembered, and people cannot be stupid."

These words.

It is the teacher's comfort.

It was Fang Ye who told her.

Bai Li is sure.

He was saying that he bullied her and told her not to be stupid and stop thinking about him.

Bai Li nodded, the sunlight shining in the gaps between her hair, making her smile brighter, "He's right."

But she didn't listen.

She has lived her life as he wished.

She can't keep it in mind that no one can decide for themselves.