Chapter 1350 They Have Long Been Integrated and Indistinguishable From Each Other

"Then it's agreed, see you tomorrow."

Ji Mianmian nodded, said nothing, and closed the door.

Leng Ran breathed a sigh of relief. Since he promised to review his lines tomorrow, it should be fine, right?

Leng Ran went back and sent another voice message to Yan Qingsi, telling her the situation.

Yan Qingsi came back to say thank you. If he has time, he can help take care of him a little more.

Leng Ran agreed.

He thought that they were all neighbors and it was natural that they should help him. He also recalled that when he opened the door just now, Ji Mianmian still had unwiped tears on his face and his red and swollen eyes. He let out a cold sigh. The man who smiled like the rising sun every day, like The little girl who looks like a sunflower will probably never come back.

The word love hurts people!

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Yue Tingfeng saw Yan Qingsi put down her mobile phone and asked, "How is it?"

"Fortunately, Leng Ran said that he specially invited Mianmian to help him with his lines tomorrow, and she agreed. I think... it shouldn't be a big problem."

"I told you, we have always underestimated her. She is a strong girl."

Yue Tingfeng was not too worried that Ji Mianmian would not hurt herself first. The simpler the person, the more transparent they are, and they would not be tempted to accept death. As she said herself, Ye Shaoguang left his life to her. It's not for her to make mistakes on her own.

Yan Qingsi let out a long breath, turned around and lay on Yue Tingfeng's shoulder: "Husband... I have been thinking about one thing now."

Yue Tingfeng saw that Yan Qingsi's nails were a little too long, so she got up and went to her dressing table to get a pair of nail clippers.

This dressing table was originally a table where he kept his computer and occasionally came back to work. Now it is occupied by Yan Qingsi's cosmetics. Bottles and jars are spread out on the table. It has completely become her dressing table. There is a table for the two of them on the table. The group photo was taken by Yue Tingfeng.

Before they knew it, their lives had blended together bit by bit, and they were indistinguishable from each other.

The table was a little messy, but Yue Tingfeng felt warm. Isn't that what happened at home?

If it's too clean and tidy, it wouldn't be a hotel. Only in this way can it have the atmosphere of life.

He turned back and saw that their slippers were placed together, one big and one small, not very neatly. With a soft heart, he lay back on the bed, leaning half against the head of the bed, wrapping Yan Qingsi in his arms, and picked up her hand, "What's the matter?"

Yan Qingsi pressed her chin against Yue Tingfeng's chest: "Ye Shaoguang's body has not been found, what should I do?"

Yue Tingfeng carefully cut off Yan Qingsi's long nails, "You mean burying her and erecting a monument."

Yan Qingsi nodded: "Yes, although I can't find anyone, then...should I build a tomb?"

No matter what, if a person is gone, it cannot be like a drop of water evaporating.

Tombstones and graves are actually meant to prove that this person has been in this world.

Yue Tingfeng said: "It depends on Mianmian. As for the Ye family, Ye Shaoguang probably doesn't want to notify anyone. Besides, the trees in the Ye family have fallen and the hozenes have scattered. There is no one left, so it depends on Mianmian. She wants to If so, we don’t need to mention it. She will say it herself. If she doesn’t say it, it means... she doesn’t want to. "

Agreeing to erect a memorial tomb is to admit that the person you like is dead, and to admit this is to take a knife and give it to yourself again. Others may not be able to understand the pain of that kind of pain.

If Ji Mianmian never mentions it, then it means that she doesn't want to admit that she is dead. She hopes that he will always be there, even if... she can't see him!