Good Morning, Mr. President!

On the sand.

The wind is stronger.

White millet leaves are wearing a coat of night owl. A white short-sleeved T-shirt was on Ye Di, revealing his sturdy arms.

She reached out and touched his arm twice, and the tentacles were cold.

"You put on your clothes, this place would be bad if you catch a cold again." Bai Suye said, taking off her night owl's coat. Whatever the reason, none of the three of them can do anything right now.

This time, Ye Di did not shirk anymore, and put on the jacket directly. Bai Suye Song breathed, he was so rare to be obedient.

However, the next moment, I just felt a tight waist.

Before she could return, she had been embraced by Ye Yan, sitting sideways on his strong legs.

She looked up in wonder.

"Night?"

Ye Di will open her jacket, hold her thin, and wrap it in her arms.

The strong wind outside blocked her clothes, and the man's warm and thick chest was next to her. Bai Suye only felt that there was a warmth in her heart. She didn't even struggle for a while, of course ...

In these circumstances, she had no room to struggle.

Instead, let himself be softened and lean against his chest.

"Is it cold?" His voice was low, and his deep eyes were cast into the distance.

"... It's not cold." She shook her head, without an injured arm, from her clothes to her waist. He calmly clenched him.

Ye Ling's erect figure was obviously stiff. But, soon, nature returned.

Then his eyes slowly moved back and fell on her face. Big palm rubbed lightly around her waist, frowning, "Why so thin?"

He didn't ask, but when asked, there was some pantothenic acid in the tip of Bai Suye's nose—she didn't know how she had always been strong. How could it be so easy to cry in the past two days.

"... are you thin?" She whispered back to him, her face buried in his chest. "No."

How can you not lose weight? Since she returned home on the day of his engagement, she still doesn't know how she got here.

Every day, in fact, it is muddled, but every day I have to pretend to be sober and strong in front of outsiders ...

That life with a mask makes her almost impossible to sustain the collapse at any time. That's why she volunteered to apply here, knowing that she was at high risk. She might be awake before death.

just……

This time, he's doing well?

"Night." She called his name quietly.

"Ok?"

"Let's chat." It's been ten years, and for ten years, they haven't talked well.

Ye Di shook slightly, then spoke again, his voice was a little more dull, "What do you want to talk about?"

Bai Suye adjusted her sitting position, leaning her back against his chest. With her back against his chest, she stared at the stars in the sky, "How have you been in this ten years?"

Dire silence.

Breathing gradually became heavier.

For a long time, when she thought he would never answer again, he opened his mouth and said, "Not good."

It was the expected answer, but when I heard him say this, my chest was still aching and painful. It was very uncomfortable.

She was silent.

"What about you?" Ye Di asked suddenly. Gaze into the distance and continue: "After returning to the team, he made great achievements and became a hero of the National Security Bureau. An 18-year-old girl turned around so many government forces with a ruthless night owl, overnight You almost lost half of his main army leader, which made you famous internationally for a moment. I think you must have a good life these years. "

There was a sorrow of sadness under the eyes of Bai Suye.

In fact, the exact opposite is true. In these ten years ... she almost couldn't survive ...

Just now what she wanted to say, Ye Yan's gaze drew back, looked down at her head, and suddenly asked, "How many boyfriends have you made?"

"... Huh?" The topic jumped too fast, and Bai Suye didn't shake his mind.

Ye Di twisted her around and narrowed her eyes. "Three? Five? Or eight?"

"Eight? There are too many."

"How many are that?" Ye Di asked, at the end, his expression eased again. "Or the last surname Yun?"

"He's not my boyfriend."

"Fiancée?" He looked a little colder.

This is what she said.

"Neither."

"What is it?"

"Just ordinary friends. My family likes him better."

Her words eased Ye Ye's look, "So ... you haven't made a boyfriend?"

"..." Bai Suye was silent.

Ye Xuan's expression just eased, and she suddenly tightened again, her eyes cold, "How many?"

In his strong and persecuted eyes, Bai Suye slowly stretched out two fingers.

To be honest, she didn't know if she was a boyfriend or not.

At that time, she had just returned home, thinking madly about a man who shouldn't think about it. It was him who dreamed, and it was him when he woke up. At that time, she was like a fish being thrown in the desert, struggling to death, and only wanted to use a feasible method to get rid of her distress.

The psychologist taught her a trick called 'Emotional Transfer'. As long as she falls in love with a man again and enters a new relationship, she can quickly forget the love that she once could not.

She tried to accept the first man to pursue her, but a week later she gave up. The second relationship is also the end of life in the shortest time.

These two unbroken feelings-if it was a relationship, did not let her pull away from the past, but made her more desperate to discover that the man had taken root in her heart, sprouted, and became entangled The vine that was holding her bones and blood around her heart.

To forget, I'm afraid I'll be in my next life. Even, she has been refusing to acknowledge this terrible fact for a long time.

Ye Yan snorted, clasped her fingers into her palm, her eyes were persecuted with danger, "Sure enough, as expected, Minister Bai has lived as I expected in this decade."

"Don't you also have a girlfriend?" Bai Suye tried to make his tone sound lighter. "Don't say anything else, just say your fiancee ... I have heard of it in country S. Some time ago, your order The wedding was so big, the whole city is celebrating for you ... "

Speaking of this, Bai Suye suddenly couldn't go on.

She glanced at the night owl, all of her pretense was relaxed, and seemed a bit laborious.

Heart sour.

"I want to sleep, or don't watch the sunrise ..." She yawned pretending to be lazy, but her voice couldn't be lowered anymore.