1471: C1471 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1399

C1471 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1399

"The time I lost my memory today is 10 hours. I really have to thank Edward here. He is the best friend in the world, if it wasn't for him, my fate would be very miserable. But in the recovery of my memory, I was so eager to return to your side, I thought of the time we sat together on the hillside.

The moon and stars are shining overhead, and the grass is whispering timidly behind me. Strange, what I remember most is not how many banquets we have attended, nor how luxurious my life was, but rather the bits and pieces of the grass I have been with you. "

The sound of her fingers flipping over the paper became a unique tune in the room. Ding Yiyi moved the lamp on the table closer to her and continued reading:

I don't know what to do, I love you, I really love you, even though the end of the world I still love you, but this kind of love is so heavy, if I go and look for you now, you'll definitely be ecstatic, but then it'll be more than just you who'll fall into grief afterwards, I'll be like an ignorant child taking over your love, but I won't remember you, I won't remember anyone, it's possible that you guys will have to live your lives in this kind of pain, I don't want to, just treat it as death.

Outside, the crisp sound of a bicycle bell could be heard. It was the signal of a flower seller preparing to go home. Once the smallpox was sold out or new orders were added, she would always press the button a few more times.

She turned to another page and the blank page swore that she lost all her memories that day. Then, this book was kept by Edward.

She flipped through it from beginning to end. Every page described her thoughts and Ye Nianmo's name appeared on it.

"I love him so much?" She gave herself a big question mark. She had reason not to believe that anyone in the world would tell her that she loved him. After all, they weren't her, so how could they know that she loved him?

But every word, every word, every punctuation mark in the notebook revealed Ding Yiyi's love and despair. She didn't want to lose her memories. She didn't want to return to his side even on the last day before losing her memories. She really loved him.

He had missed out on her for more than half a year? Do you want to continue missing? The answer is no. She stood up, then collapsed into a chair as she sat there for a long time.

The hunger in her stomach and the numbness in her calves were so intense that she had to grit her teeth and wait for the numbness to subside.

In the dining room, Ding Yiyi ate the food left behind by Edward in big mouthfuls. Her tears fell into the mashed potatoes and quickly disappeared.

The phone suddenly rang. She could hear the sound of it, but she couldn't find her cell phone.

Every ring of the bell made her anxious. She frantically searched the sofa and the table, but by the time she found her cell phone on the bookcase, she had already hung up.

She immediately called him, and the call was quickly picked up. Edward seemed to be talking to someone else, and only after a while did he return his attention to the receiver, "Emily?"

"Edward." Ding Yiyi called out to him. She had obviously suppressed her crying, but her voice still leaked out.

The other party seemed to have sensed it, and soon, the surroundings became much quieter. His voice was still as calm as ever, "Don't be anxious, speak slowly."

"I found your alarm clock. I found the key." Ding Yiyi calmed herself down and said, "I opened the notebook."

Edward wasn't too surprised. On the contrary, there was a smile in his tone, "You have always been a smart girl. I knew it when I saved you from them."

"I'm sorry, I really think I'm a bastard." Ding Yiyi kept apologizing, even though she felt that it was useless. She had taken over him for so long and openly seized him for her amnesia, trapping him in search of her happiness.

"Idiot," Edward said with a smile in his voice, "You were my greatest happiness."

The signal from his side didn't seem to be good. The line was suddenly cut, and her crying and her confession were all blocked thousands of miles away.

Edward put his phone away and looked at the phone screen that gradually dimmed down. He leaned over to kiss the name on the contact list and said in a low voice, "Now it is too."

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Due to the sudden disconnection, Ding Yiyi had time to calm her heart. When her fingers stopped trembling, she picked up the phone again. Just as she was about to call again, a text came over.

"Yiyi? Now I can call you that. The reason why I changed your name was so disgusting that I couldn't even begin to talk about it, but I still have to. The reason why I changed your name was because I wanted to let you get rid of your past forever. I didn't want others who were related to you to have a chance to find you. However, the power of God is irreversible.

You and he are destined to be together, blessed by God, who has given me the task of guarding you, and now that my mission has been accomplished, it is time to pursue what I want. Promise me that you will go to sleep now and start looking for your destined person as soon as the sun rises tomorrow. Also, you don't need to call me again. This number will be activated again at the right time.

The content of the message was clear and there was a sense of farewell. Ding Yiyi held the phone in her hand until it was hot.

Outside the window, the eight-year-old neighbor was talking loudly to his partner. Clear laughter could be heard through the air.

There was the smell of roasted chicken in her nose, which should have been cooked by the wife of the bookstore owner next door.

Ding Yiyi stood at the window. She could still see the shadows of people running about in the house across the street. However, at this moment, she didn't feel lonely at all.

Early in the morning, she was awakened by the crisp sound of a bicycle bell, one after another like a lark in spring.

She got out of bed as usual. She first looked around before casually tying up her hair.

"Miss Emily!" She heard a crisp call.

When she went downstairs to open the door, the children were selling flowers. Today, her basket was filled with large purple flowers, with a few dewdrops on them.

"What is this?" She quickly asked, attracted by the touch of purple.

The child took the initiative to hand a bundle to her. "Calamus root, symbolizing the beautiful meaning of good news."

"Is this good news?" Ding Yiyi lowered her head and sniffed the flower. Her lips unconsciously curled up in a joyful smile.

The child seemed to be hurrying on his way, "Mr. Edward asked me to pass this to you. Since you have already paid, I will leave now."

She had only taken a few steps before she suddenly braked. "By the way, Miss Emily, I'm going to school, so I won't be selling flowers anymore."

As the clear sound of the bicycle bell faded away, Ding Yiyi watched her leave with the bouquet in her hands. His heart was suddenly at peace. Everyone was moving forward on the road to the future, no matter if it was good or bad, no one stopped.

She carried the bouquet back to her room and found the most beautiful vase in the room to place the calamus. She didn't intentionally speed up the process; it was as if everything had happened naturally. By the time she left the house, it was already close to nine in the morning.

After arriving at the hotel, she reached Ye Nianmo's room and stood outside the wooden door. Her hand that she had just raised was slightly trembling.

All sorts of emotions gathered in one place, forcing her to press the doorbell. She pressed it three times at once, then straightened her collar and cuffs and stood there, waiting.

A few minutes later, there was no response from the room. She pressed a few more buttons, but there was no response.

All her surging emotions were suppressed by his absence of perception. She walked towards the elevator in frustration. When she walked out of the hotel lobby, she was stopped by someone at the front desk.

"Are you Miss Emily?" A Caucasian woman with a ponytail smiled at her. After receiving the nod, her face relaxed a lot, "A customer has asked us to give you this key if we see you. He wants you to go to that room personally."

Returning to the door, Ding Yiyi opened it with her key card. The room was empty. Even though people came to clean every day, there was still less people in the room.

At the corner of the room, there was a pile of beautifully wrapped gifts, roughly dozens of them.

She saw that there was a piece of paper on the table, written in bold and forceful handwriting. "Take a present every day, and when all the gifts are gone, I will come back."

Ye Nianmo also left? Shocked, she walked over to the pile of gifts and carefully counted them. There were a total of 23 gifts.

She opened the first one in her hand. It was a jewellery book with a lot of illustrations on it, and her eyes lingered on every jewel picture because the designer's name was Ding Yiyi.

"Did I design all this?" Trembling and stroking the smooth paper, the feeling in her heart became more and more wonderful. It was only in the afternoon that she finished reading all the contents of the book.

She took the book with her and returned home. After casually eating a few mouthfuls of rice, she continued to read through it from beginning to end. Finally, the time limit fell onto the last picture.

From the pictures, it was easy to see that this was a wedding ring. Within the blue velvet box, two simple and unadorned rings were nestled against each other. Beside the box, there was even a candy.

She immediately thought of the scene described in the diary. At the time of the wedding, a child had taken the wrong gift box, and the box opened at the wedding had contained not a ring but a candy bar.

"Haha." She laughed, her voice choked with sobs. How lucky must I be to meet these people?

The next morning, she went to the hotel early in the morning. Today's present was the latest perfume. The faint fragrance of the flowers made her feel as if she was indulging in the fragrance of the flowers.

She contentedly returned home with her present. She first watered the plants at home, then picked up a pen and a paper before heading to the study room.

In the study room, everything was left untouched. The history of western philosophy that Edward read before he left was still on the table. She spread out the pen and paper on the table and started to write letters.

"Edward, you must be very surprised to know that I am writing letters to you. You are willing to tell me where you are, but this does not prevent us from communicating. From today on, I will write a letter to you every day, even if these letters will never reach you."0

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