Cool Girl and Overbearing CEO - Chapter 723

I ventured to say, “can I stay here a little longer? Even if I’m alone, I want to be quiet here. ”

Everybody stop and look at me.

I lowered my head. There is a feeling that can not be said; Maybe, the feeling of soul, I’m not sure.

But I think. Even if a new nail is cut, it needs an adaptation process.

Now that I am about to recover part or all of my memory, it may also need a process of adaptation and acceptance.

And here. In front of Buddha. It must be the best choice for the eminent monk to sit down.

The Lama in the middle touched my forehead and said, “you can stay here. Don’t leave until you’ve had enough. It doesn’t matter. Two teachers, leave one of you. Chanting with her. ”

Yin Yijie still held my hand. Said: “I accompany her, but I don’t remember many things; If there’s anything, I’ll take care of it so as not to trouble some masters. eldest brother. Don’t worry, give me Kerr. It’s going to be OK. ”

Brian hasn’t said anything since he came in. Now come here, pull me and say, “there’s an appointment over there. Brother left in a moment. Don’t talk about anything else. Pay more attention. Call me if you have anything

I nodded, I know, brother hurt me; Yin Yijie’s brother must have loved him.

I said, “brother. When I’m ready, I’ll help you; We worked hard together and had a holiday together. Miss five is going to do a lot of things on the island. I’ll buy the speedboat. ”

Tan Baoming pinched my face. She was a little older than me. She always bullied me and said with a chuckle, “well, you’re rich. Remember to buy more speedboats and a bigger yacht. We’ll travel around the world across the Pacific Ocean. ”

Yin Yijie covered my face to see talk about Rakuten. He meant to talk about Rakuten taking care of his sister and not wring my face. No one could move me.

I bow my head when I don’t see it; Yin Yijie’s overbearing is more important than the rain, and his mother wants to get married… Even if it’s better for the stronger Tan brothers and sisters. Yes, as long as it’s about me, he dares to do anything.

Watching them all leave, I sit down in front of the Buddha, and soon, I am quiet in the quiet sky.

Such a quiet, colorful colors, pleasant sounds of nature, there are comfortable clouds, with a touch of fragrance, around the body.

I bathe in the meantime, in front of a mirror, which staged 21 years of joys and sorrows, I… Smile.

I’m not a Buddha, but I’ve experienced it. There’s no need to cry, no need to sigh, just smile, that’s all.

The colorful floating clouds, deducing one story after another, gradually converge into one word: “love.”

Love, has become the only eternal!

Love, only then had all these; Without love, there is no story.

Love, not only me; There are parents and family around… Love, only plump, flesh and blood, there are pain, there are crying and laughing, only moving!

It is meaningless to complain or not; Because the past has happened and become a fact.

Let it go. Yin Yihao has gone. Please take his story with you.

Duan Qin, if you go to another country, please take her story with you.

I forget, continue to forget, I just when a story, read, finished.

Low sound, light sandalwood… Dim light, shining into my memory, also exudes a light, yellowing taste.

There is no sound of incense, there is no chanting of thousands of monks; My story, only three or two people, silently, in this twilight, silently turned over, and then return to the quiet, put aside by time.

I’ve heard some of them, maybe more than once.

Yes, bit by bit. It’s new. It doesn’t matter.

Anything, no matter how important it is when it happens; Washed repeatedly by time, fading, whitening, leaving only a deep or shallow impression.

I remember the dog, Jie Jie, and the baby he was born on the same day. Although he was only five months old, he didn’t survive.

I remember that I was in prison. In order to show that he didn’t care about me, so as to guard against my father, Yin Yijie also asked his family to let me go.

I remember that before that, Yin Yijie proposed to let me go abroad, go to Southeast Asia and avoid… I also thought of some other things. No matter what he did, I believe he did it for my good, I believe.

Dad, he said that I killed fan Yinchun in the detention house. He knew that; I’m in the old town, and he knows that.

But he actually knew I was his daughter, so he let me go.

I also know that my father asked Liao Liang to give me medicine. I hope that if I lose my memory all the time, I can always obediently call him Dad.

I remember that when Tan Baoming visited me in the detention house, he said that he was entrusted by Yin Yijie to take care of me.

As the film of memory turns, I see that I went to the United States to see Yin Yihao. I feel comfortable. I also see Ming Feng’s strange behavior. In fact, before I went, Yin Yijie deliberately didn’t call me. He believed I would have doubts. He… Said that he was selfish, he loved me, and he didn’t want to give me to his brother.

However, he also loves his brother. He has no choice.

Whether he chooses the palm or the back of his hand, he is doomed to be a ruthless person. In the end, he… I don’t know what he will choose in the end, but it doesn’t matter now. Yin Yihao left, so lonely, lonely. He’s for his brother, for the Yin family… I remember Yin Yijie said that his mother didn’t love Yin Yihao very much because Yin Yihao couldn’t live long. He gave everything, and finally even I was abducted by Yin Yijie, and I couldn’t go back to the beginning. I don’t know, in such a tangle, who is the most hurt; Who lost the most. Time has passed; Facts have been written; Life cannot be reversed; No one can change it. The dead are gone, and the coming can still be pursued. I can only go on, continue to love him, because, I love him. It has nothing to do with all the pay and all the hurt. I just love him; Close your eyes and you know he’s there. With him, I can be carefree, from the beginning, until now, has not changed. Some people say that love, without reason, is love; Can find the reason, explained already did not love. Just like, I really can’t find out what I’m better than others, but Yin Yijie just gave everything, including his favorite brother, to love me. We are so lucky to find our true love in this life; This life, we finally come together, we, cherish each other. If you see me, or don’t see me, I’m there, not sad, not happy. You read, or do not read me, love is there, do not come, do not go. You love me, or you don’t love me, love is there, no increase, no decrease. You with, or not with me, my hand is in your hand, do not give up, do not abandon. Come to my arms, or let me live in your heart. Silence, love. Silence, joy. In my ears, the silent prayer of time and the chanting of evening classes, with the deep and introverted of the night, make my heart feel at ease. The quiet town, immersed in the blessing of the Buddha’s name, exudes the mysterious atmosphere of people’s soul bowing to the ground. Zhashlunbu temple, no tourists; Traveling back and forth, there are all eminent monks with the purity, kindness and serenity of the blissful realm. Say goodbye to the great Lama, and come out with lamas like Zhike monks. The students in the school are still studying hard and debating scriptures… “Let’s go back first. If we like it, we’ll come back tomorrow, OK?” Yin Yijie held my hand tightly and did not dare to speak aloud. I nodded, one day today, I have enough. Close your eyes, I… Probably really find a quiet, there is content, over a thousand sails of inner peace, is in the bustling can also clear the heart; Instead of blocking your ears and running to the mountains to be quiet. Quiet is my soul and soul. On the street, people come and go, more prosperous, but in the quiet air, even prosperous with a mysterious quiet feeling. I always closed my eyes, let Yin Yijie lead me and walk slowly. The night wind blows and it’s cold. I don’t know what Yin Yijie put on me. He put his arms around me and put me in his arms. He walked slowly, just like a snail. I think, our way, is so slowly climb over; It’s not too long for me to walk again. Ten years, I use one day, or *, to walk… Suddenly stop, I turn around, hide in his arms, I like him to hold me, he likes to hold me