Tender as wild

Chapter 78 Good night, my dear little white pear
  Baili blinked.

She knew that Fang Ye must be sad, but there were many sad things, and he could endure them much more than ordinary people.

The green trees have dropped some leaves again.

Fang Ye felt a glance and looked up to see a small head looking at him through the glass.

He was surprised for a moment and waved upward.

……

After Fang Ye sat down in front of her, Bai Li took the menu and asked him to order. She guessed that Fang Ye must not have eaten anything all day.

Facing the waiter, Fang Ye glanced at the white porridge in front of Baili, and his slender fingertips landed on several dishes.

Baili noticed that these dishes were ordered for her, and they all had the flavors she liked, but she was not a picky eater, so it was difficult to notice what she liked to eat.

While touching Fang Ye's carefulness.

Bai Li couldn't help but keep observing Fang Ye while eating. He didn't have a bad appetite, nor was he very angry. He seemed like a person without his own emotions.

The wooden chandelier in the restaurant casts warm light.

Baili suddenly thought of something.

I walked to the front desk and ordered a cake that was not too sweet, and carefully brought it to the table.

When she just placed her order, she noticed the desserts in this hotel. When she got closer, she could smell the fragrant cream smell. Sweets can soothe the soul the most.

Fang Ye drank tea gently.

Baili pushed the cream cake in front of him, holding her chin, "Brother, you eat."

The motivation is too obvious.

Fang Ye saw very clear worry and care in the girl's eyes.

This feeling is a bit strange.

Inexplicably, it can clear away the depression in people's hearts.

He glanced at the cake, took the spoon, took a bite slowly, and then said gently: "Yeah, it's delicious. Thank you, Xiaobai Li. Don't worry about me. I'm not sad, and there's nothing to be sad about. Really." .”

The deceased is gone, and Fang Wenhe was not a good person to begin with.

It just so happens that he is not a good person. He retaliates and emotions are always the most useless thing.

"..."

Thanks again.

Baili heard this sentence twice today.

She nodded: "Well, brother, this is just an accident. You are someone else's bastard. You will become more and more powerful in the future and make them afraid of you."

Fang Ye thought it was comfort, lowered his eyebrows and smiled, but said nothing.

Baili breathed a sigh of relief and finally smiled.

However, Fang Ye said that the cake was delicious, but he did not take a second bite.

Baili discovered that the scar on his wrist had long since healed, and the winding scar left behind was the shape she was familiar with in her dream.

His temperament was gloomier and colder than now, revealing a kind of dignity unique to those who have been in power for a long time.

She held her chin.

Counting the years to come, Fang Ye in the dream is not that old.

She really hoped that day would come as soon as possible.

I hope her brother can embrace a bright future as soon as possible.

Not because I want to be rich.

It's because Fang Ye is worth it.

She was not a fool and would not think that what she saw was all Fang Ye looked like.

In fact, he is not gentle, he is cruel to himself, he is willing to endure hardships behind his back, and he is smart and scheming. It is inevitable for such a person to succeed.

She was looking forward to it.

……

At night, Baili returned to the hotel room.

She took a shower, cleaned the muddy skirt, wrapped it in a bathrobe, and was wondering whether to use a hair dryer to dry it so she could wear it tomorrow, when someone rang the doorbell.

She opened the door and took a look.

It was the cleaning lady who was holding a bag and said, "Excuse me, I've been keeping it here today. It says 506 on it. Do I need to take it in?"

Baili's eyes fell on the order on the bag. It was indeed her room number and last name.

When she went out today, she saw this bag. She thought it was someone else who had put it around, so she didn't pay attention.

Bai Li was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "Thank you", then went back to the house and opened the paper bag, which contained a new skirt.

At first glance, it was Fang Ye who bought it for her.

The skirt was spread on the bed, as if telling Fang Ye's thoughtfulness.

After Baili put on the skirt, she always felt that the skirt had a subtle woody fragrance, which made people feel at ease.

She picked up her phone, clicked on the chat box with Fang Ye, and gently typed a line of text.

[Bai Li: Thank you brother for the dress. ]     Soon, Fang Ye replied with two words.

【No thanks. 】

Ok……

These two words, shallow and light, are indeed very Fang Ye's style.

Baili thought of the package sent to her by the painting club.

Brother Chengzi has been holding it in his hand today.

After searching for a long time, I found it lying on the cupboard.

She held it on the table and tore it open along the edges bit by bit.

There are some scrapped manuscripts that have been rejected.

And a check for eighteen thousand dollars.

Looking at the string of numbers, Bai Li was shocked. She directly raised the check to confirm it repeatedly without taking her eyes away.

How! What! this! What! many! money! ah!

I have long heard that painting agencies pay very high fees.

But she usually earns only 50 or 61 paintings, and she suddenly sold a painting for more than 10,000 yuan. The amount still frightened her.

Baili calmed down for a while.

I just went to check the returned paintings to see which painting was so impressive.

I turned over it and couldn't find anything missing.

An idea flashed through her mind, her eyes widened, she took out her cell phone and sent an email to the painting club.

Ask which painting has been drafted.

It was so late that someone still replied to her, which Baili didn't expect.

The person from the painting club said: "You painted the Hanming Temple. The characters and scenery are well depicted." 】

Hanming Temple? ? ?
  Bai Li reacted almost immediately, and her heartbeat gradually accelerated. Just as she thought, her painting of Fang Ye was overdue.

But what made her feel even more incredible was.

The temple in her painting...

It turned out to be the Hanming Temple I saw on the map that day! !
  The problem that had been bothering her for a long time finally had a clue, and Baili couldn't help but breathe rapidly.

She felt like a voyeur.

Breaking through the shackles of time and space, using dreams to peek into things she shouldn't know.

Bai Li held the phone and remained silent for a long time.

She... has to go to Hanming Temple.

Go and see with your own eyes whether every plant and tree there coincides with the dream.

……

before going to bed.

She was still worried, so she sent a playful greeting to Fang Ye.

[Good night, my dear brother. 】

I habitually read through the posts on the Internet.

There was a star blogger who posted a very long article. What caught Bai Li’s attention the most was this sentence:

[The bonds between people are actually very superficial, so shallow that they can cut off the connection at any time. 】

[But the bond between people is also determined at the first sight. It's your soul that recognizes the other person. If you have someone you see for the first time, you can't help but want to get close to them. Then, he may have loved you deeply in the multi-dimensional space, the so-called past life, and you can't forget his eyes, because your soul subconsciously feels that if you have him, you will stand in happiness. 】

Baili put down her phone and closed her eyes as if she didn't understand.

But the scene of meeting Fang Ye for the first time flashed through his mind.

She ran desperately in the heavy rain to chase him.

Does this count as an involuntary desire to get closer?

At this time, a message reminder sounded on the phone, which was a voice message from Fang Ye.

White pear clicked.

The tone is lazy and lingering.

"Good night, my dear little white pear."

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