Meeting You Is My Simple Happiness

Chapter 722 Sweet Memories (1)

Are these things really related to Ye Qiyi?

Ye Qiwen looked at Ye Qimeng suspiciously. Ye Qimeng's words lacked credibility for her. After all, she believed that Ye Qimeng had been ill for a long time. Now it is not so easy for her to believe what a patient said.

Ye Qimeng stared at Ye Qiwen who hadn't talked for a long time, and her deep eyes were forced to ask: "You don't believe me?"

Ye Qiwen's brows were still curled, and Ye Qimeng said that Ye Qiyi didn't feel it at all. She didn't believe it, but a storm was set off in her heart. If this is true, Ye Qiwen might not know how to face it.

"I'll take you home first. Let's talk about this together." Ye Qiwen lifted her hand over Ye Qimeng and chose to ignore this issue for the time being.

Ye Qimeng avoided Ye Qiwen's hand, her eyes were picked up, with obvious contempt: "I knew you didn't believe me!"

"Beautiful dream!"

"Don't talk!" Ye Qimeng pointed to Ye Qiwen to stop her from speaking: "Ye Qiyi is your sister, and I am your sister too. Why can you trust her but not me?"

"I don't believe you, but..." Ye Qiwen pinched her eyebrows, not knowing how to explain to Ye Qimeng.

Ye Qimeng's watery, puzzled eyes descended, and soon, she lifted her hand over Ye Qiwen's hand and walked forward violently: "You follow me."

"where to?"

Hearing Ye Qiwen's inquiry, Ye Qimeng turned her eyes back seriously and smiled slightly: "Let you believe me."

Ye Qimeng's smile was not only sarcasm, but also a little unspeakable confidence.

Ye Qiwen followed her with suspicion, and she also wanted to know if what Ye Qimeng said was true.

Ye Mu, who was on the other side, got into the car, voluntarily gave up the driver's position and sat in the co-pilot position.

"I'm already arranging the matter of Peipei." Ye Mu lightly lit his cell phone, pretending to say it accidentally.

Mo Shen tilted his head to look at Ye Mu: "What is the arrangement?"

Ye Mu heard something wrong with Mo Shen's tone, and immediately covered his cell phone, staring at Mo Shen seriously, and asked seriously, "Mr. Mo, are you trying to deny you?"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Mo Shen rubbed her fingertips lightly on her temples, in a tone very similar to her usual voice.

"I said I want Peipei to try acting, don't you want to deny it?" Ye Mupi smiled and said without a smile, pressing one hand lightly on Mo Shen's shoulder. Only Mo Shen knew how powerful the palm was.

Mo Shen drove the car, as if he could not see Ye Mu's emotions at all, nor could he feel the strength in her hand: "No."

He said, turning the steering wheel with one hand, staring at the front with both eyes earnestly, and holding her hand pressed against his shoulder in the other hand, holding it carefully: "Whatever you want."

He promised her, but did he regret it temporarily?

"It's almost the same." Ye Mu replied with satisfaction and Mo Shen, his eyes turned back.

Mo Shen's generous palms held her tightly, and his thin lips slightly opened: "Isn't the matter still unresolved, so in such a hurry?"

"If it's consumed, I don't know when this matter will be resolved. I can't delay everything else because of this matter." Ye Mu sighed lightly and lay on the car seat half lazily.

Mo Shen drove the car into the house and parked the car. He and Ye Mu did not rush in, but they went to the garden.

Ye Mu's hand lay obediently on Mo Shen's palm, letting him hold it.

There is nothing new to see in the garden. After all, the weather is so cold. The flowers are gone, the evergreen plants are still there, and green and white are not interesting to watch. Ye Mu lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking. She even looked up. I'm not in the mood to look aside.

Mo Shen held her hand and suddenly stopped before she looked up at Mo Shen suspiciously: "What's the matter?"

Mo Shen's long-sleeved fingertips pointed straight ahead, and Ye Mu followed her hand and looked forward.

The scene in front of her made her closed red lips slightly open, and her puzzled eyes were filled with surprise at this moment: "This..."

It has been a long time since she came to the glass planter. After she had a child, she was devoted to them even less. She had forgotten that in this season, the temperature in the glass flower house can still keep the flowers alive.

Through the glass, Ye Mu could clearly see what was inside. The red, purple and purple flowers bloom gorgeously, and in the green and white garden, it is a scenic line.

Ye Mu had already walked in. She entered the depths of the flower room, her eyes couldn't hide a smile: "So pretty."

There is still such a beautiful scene in this season, but she has ignored it.

Mo Shen put his hands in his pockets leisurely and looked at her indifferently. He didn't deliberately speak, but looked at her quietly.

"It's already here, pick some and go back to install the vase." Ye Mu picked up the scissors from the small table, and stretched the scissors to trim as he spoke.

She cut a few branches, never heard Mo Shen speak, tilted her head and looked in his direction: "Why don't you speak?"

Mo Shenqing shook his head, the smile on his cheeks gradually deepened: "There is nothing to say."

Ye Mu moved his cheek down, deliberately calming his face: "Really?"

As she said, her cheeks turned back again. She hadn't waited for Mo Shen to answer, and then she said to herself: "Do you still remember the first year we were together when you accompanied me to receive the award?"

"I still remember the small town where you took me to escape..." Ye Mu looked at the blooming flowers and fell into sweet memories. The smile on her face couldn't stop: "There is a sea of ​​flowers. There is a sea of ​​flowers...beauty seems to have never existed."

"Remember so clearly?" Mo Shen leaned against the flower gate and asked her quietly.

Ye Mu turned and looked at it. The flowers around the flower gate stretched out carefully, forming small ellipses, and he was in this ellipse, and the flowers dotted around made him look unreal.

Ye Mu stared at him and nodded, and could not help but sigh softly. All good things often make people feel unreal and unrealistic.

"A few days ago, I always dreamed of it, as if... I went back to the past by accident." Ye Mu may be too busy to go out. The days when he was not busy and he was tired and crooked seemed particularly sweet.

Mo Shen stood up straight and walked towards Ye Mu and stood beside her. His height had the advantage of absolutely suppressing her: "If we want to go, we will go again."

Ye Mu looked up at him and nodded: "Okay."

She smiled shallowly, with pure happiness in her eyes. She opened up to say something, and the phone in her pocket was noisy and vibrating.

"Wait a minute." She gestured at Mo Shen, then glanced at the number and answered the phone: "Hey, Sister Ji."

Ji An on the other side of the phone said quickly, Ye Mu couldn't hear clearly, and one hand blocked the unanswered call: "What did you say?"

(End of this chapter)