492: C492 Follow His Footsteps

C492 Follow His Footsteps

0The manager nodded: "I know, and then I'll go out and tell them."

"Go on, the manager said. By the way, call the doctor over again!"

Lin Ruolan could be described as being very influential in the field. No one dared to touch her. If they accidentally bumped into her, their faces would be full of smiles.

She sang two songs and did not have any drinks. Furthermore, she earned quite a lot of money. Her mood could be described as very good.

Zhang Lin could already be described as speechless to her. She had made a lot of money and was doing pretty well!

Pei Yijing rarely went to cut the flowers these few nights. Instead, he just sat there and read magazines.

Mo Wan let out a long sigh. "Aiyo. What is going on with Lan? How many days has it been? Do you still want to learn?"

Without saying anything, Pei Yijing only raised his eyebrows slightly and continued to look at the magazine in his hand. His expression was indifferent like the wind.

Mo Wan looked at him. "What do you think? Are you worried about Lan?"

Pei Yijing raised his head and smiled gently. "Second sister-in-law, it seems like it is not my turn to worry about her."

"Then who can worry about her?" Mo Wan stared at him unhappily. "Seriously, no matter what, we are friends. You should worry too!"

After putting the magazine on the table, Pei Yijing stood up and pointed outside the window. "Second Sister-in-law, I will go and cut the flowers. Today's flowers have not been trimmed yet."

"Go, go. You'd better spend your life with the flowers!" Mo Wan was a little disappointed. Flowers were only flowers. Could flowers become wives?

Pei Yijing smiled and walked out of the villa. Only Mo Wan was left in the living room. She was so angry that she gritted her teeth. This was too much!

Perhaps it was because of the rain a few days ago, the roses these few days were exceptionally beautiful. There were even water droplets rolling on the stamen. It was exceptionally beautiful.

The scissors rose and fell. He cut off all the extra flowers and branches beside the rose. Only by cutting off the extra branches could they grow even better.

At this moment, a phone rang. Pei Yijing picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"It's me, Han Cheng."

"Have you already left?"

"No, I'm at the airport right now, and I'm about to board the plane, so I'll give you a call. Don't forget me when you get to Milan! Said Wang Yao. I'll look for you every day. So don't pretend you don't know me when the time comes. "

Pei Yijing smiled faintly. "No."

"That's good. I have prepared the birthday present for you. I will mail it to you on the day of your birthday."

"Thank you."

"There is no need to be so polite between the two of us. When is my birthday? Have you forgotten?" Wang Yao asked.

"It's the ninth of December."

Han Cheng smiled in satisfaction. "I remember it pretty well. Alright, it's time to board the plane. So I won't be long-winded. How many days will you be in Milan? "

Pei Yijing thought for a while and said, "Two more weeks."

"Alright, I will call you when the time comes. Bye." After saying that, Han Cheng hung up the phone with a smile on his handsome face.

Milan. When he arrived at Milan, it was only the beginning between them.

Thinking of Lin Ruolan's injured legs, Pei Yijing took out the phone again. His large hand rubbed the three words Lin Ruolan for a long time and finally did not press it.

He put the phone to the side and leaned over to look at the green rose. The green rose had a different kind of beauty and freshness.

Everyone loved the red rose because it was beautiful, passionate, and fiery.

However, he only loved the green rose because it was fresh, different, and faint.

The blue and yellow roses were not inferior in any way, but they were not the kind that he wanted.

At this moment, another phone rang. Pei Yijing still had dirt in his hands. He could only put the phone between his shoulders and gently feed it.

The caller was an unknown number. There was no name, so he did not know who it was.

However, that part was very strange. There was no sound. It was quiet, as if it did not exist.

"Hello?" He raised his eyebrows gently.

... "" He did not say anything. There was only a faint sound of breathing mixed with a bit of urgency.

Pei Yijing closed his eyes slowly. There was clarity in his eyes. He opened his mouth and said, "Rusu..."

Finally, there was a soft crying sound from that part. In the darkness of the night, that kind of crying sounded very sad. "Yijing, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

At this point, other than apologizing, what else could she say?

"The matter has passed." He took the scissors away and sat down in front of the flowerbed. His fingertips caressed the swaying leaves and leaves in the wind.

"I didn't do those things on purpose. I didn't do it on purpose. When I was sick, everything was out of my control, including my thoughts and actions. I didn't know that I would do those things. What should I do?"

Her sobbing was very panicked, like a lost child who couldn't find a direction. The only thing she could do was cry.

"It's already past, just forget it..."

"I can't forget it, I can't forget it, I always remember it."

"As time passes, you can forget. Time can heal all wounds. Alright, it's time for you to rest..."

That part fell into deep silence. After a long time, she cautiously spoke: "Yijing, I have been thinking about you. I have been thinking about you. Do you miss me?"

Pei Yijing rubbed his forehead. "Rusu, you should rest. Your condition has just recovered. You can only recover faster if you rest well. Go and rest."

She did not continue to pester him with this kind of question. Lau Rusu answered and then hung up the phone.

This was the first time she called him in two years. Her condition was controlled half a year ago but she did not dare to call him!

Those things that she had done wrong echoed in her mind. She didn't dare... really didn't dare...

She hung up the phone, but she did not have the mood to continue cutting it. Pei Yijing let out a long sigh and got up.

Mo Wan smiled and leaned against the living room door. "Is it Lan calling? Look at your gentle voice and you dare to say that you have no interest in the little girl? Only a ghost would believe it! "

Pei Yijing rubbed his forehead and shook his head slightly. "Second Sister-in-law, you are thinking too much."

"Alright, stop pretending in front of me. Who else could it be if Lan was not the one calling with that kind of expression on your face?" Mo Wan snorted. "You said that you have no interest in Lan, but judging from your expression, it does not look like that. Men are really good at pretending!"

"Second Sister-in-law, it really isn't her." There was a hint of helplessness in Pei Yijing's words.

Mo Wan still had a look of disbelief on her face. "Do you think you can deceive me like this?"

Pei Yijing shook his head lightly. He walked past Mo Wan and walked into the room.

Mo Wan did not let him go. She reached out and pulled his sleeve. "Don't be like this. Don't be shy either. Tell me about it!"1

"Lau Rusu..." Pei Yijing spat out three words.

Stunned slightly, Mo Wan looked at him in confusion. What did this mean?

Pei Yijing looked at her and said, "The phone just now was from Lau Rusu, not Lin Ruolan."

Stunned again, Mo Wan looked at him blankly. After a long time, she opened her mouth and said, "Is her illness cured?"

"I heard that her illness has been controlled... and..." Pei Yijing's voice was mixed with some bitterness. "She asked me to apologize to Second Sister-in-law on her behalf. What she did at that time was not intentional. Whether it was her mind or movements, she could not control them. She really felt sorry!"

"It's okay. Things have passed. It's okay..." Mo Wan smiled.

"Second Sister-in-law, I'm really sorry... "The guilt in Pei Yijing's heart has never disappeared.

Every time he mentioned it, the self-blame in his heart would increase again...

Mo Wan shook her head. "Don't say sorry. Isn't the matter already in the past? Look at how obedient Qi is."

Pei Yijing blamed himself more than anyone else. After all, the matter was already in the past, and she didn't want him to continue living in that kind of self-blame.

"By the way, let me ask you one last question. Do you still like Lau Rusu now?"

Hearing this, it was Pei Yijing who was stunned on the spot. His gentle eyes were a little absent-minded. His Adam's apple rolled and he did not say anything.

"Actually, there is no meaning in asking this question. In my heart, I am very biased towards Lan and feel that she is quite suitable for you. You are always calm towards everything, as if there is nothing that can move your heartstrings. As for Little Blue Sky, he is lively and always does things in a swift and decisive manner. And it is also very warm, if you still love Lau Rusu in your heart. I won't matchmake you and Lan anymore. Maybe... She will also meet the son of heaven in her life... "

He still did not say anything. After a moment, Pei Yijing lifted his foot and walked forward. When he reached the staircase, his soft voice was heard. "Some things are too extravagant."

After saying that, he disappeared without a trace. Only Mo Wan was left standing where she was.

What exactly did he mean by this, but she did not understand...

"You still want to work for a few more days?" Zhang Lin poked the abnormally excited Lin Ruolan who was counting money.

"Soon. I will not work for a few more days. Anyway, the money is almost enough. No, I have to do it for a long time. At least I can earn some living expenses."

Supporting her forehead, Zhang Lin asked, "You are not in a hurry to get a passport and visa?"

" I have both of them, so there is no need to worry. " Lin Ruolan was all smiles but the movement of counting the money in her hands paused slightly.

Zhang Lin was very surprised, "Such a poor person like you had the money to go overseas in the past?"

"Yes, do you feel very surprised!" Lin Ruolan lowered her eyes and her long and curly eyelashes blocked the emotions in her eyes.

"Indeed, I did not expect that you would have the money to go out of the country. Moreover, it is the Milan. That is the Capital of Fashion, the place where the trends of the world gather."

Lin Ruolan raised her head, "I also didn't expect that I would go out of the country in the past, but now my life is a mess."

"What's so bad about this? No matter what kind of life it is, I have to continue living in the past. Instead of being in such pain and resentment, I might as well live a more carefree life."

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