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Chapter five hundred and fortieth goodbye, my love (2)

The cherry trees are full of flowers, full of pink and prosperous, with large clusters of flowers, fragrant and pleasant.

Ye Weilan looked over and said nothing for a long time, and a trace of regret flashed through her eyes: "Why didn't you catch up with the time you got familiar with it..."

"Leave this year's things to others first," Qi Ye stared at Xingyin, with a different focus: "It's all ours in the future."

Ye Weilan widened her eyes in surprise, blinked for a moment, and then smiled: "Okay."

An elderly couple passed by, with silver hair on their heads, talking and laughing while walking. The wrinkles on their faces were covered with traces of time, but their eyes were loving and satisfied.

Ye Weilan looked at them, her face full of envy, and she whispered to Qi Ye in a low voice: "I have seen them before. As long as it is not strong winds and rains, they will come here for a walk every day, and there are only a few golden married couples."

Qi Ye shaved the tip of her tender white nose in a doting way, holding her hand and continuing to walk.

This peaceful and quiet place is not Qi Ye's territory, and he doesn't particularly like it, but as long as Ye Weilan likes it, nothing else matters.

Many people in the park know Ye Weilan and know that this beautiful little girl married early before she graduated from college. Now when she sees her husband, she smiles and praises her.

A man and a beautiful woman are born with a pair of men.

Before Qi Ye could be happy, Ye Weilan added with a smile: "When Brother Qin Yu and I were here, they also said so."

As a result, Mr. Qi raised his hand and knocked his forehead.

Miss Ye smiled and hid.

The clear laughter like a silver bell, accompanied by the young and beautiful figures of a young couple, illuminated the dawn of this day.

...

Ye Weilan stayed at Ye's house for a week. When he left, the family was extremely reluctant to leave. Mr. Ye even said that he would let Qi Ye go back to China and never leave again.

The old man is old and finally has a grandson, but he has no chance to raise him.

"Grandpa, I'll take him back to play with you when Xiaojiu runs and jumps."

Ye’s father knew that this was unlikely, so he said, “Then you must go home often, do you know?”

Ye Weilan nodded with a smile.

Ye Weinuan hugged Xiaojiu and kissed him again and again, tears in her eyes: "Sister, can't you stay for another two days? Sister Xiaochi took her boyfriend home, and you don't plan to go and see him?"

Ye Weilan shook his head: "Qi Ye is very busy, and I still have some things. When we have time in the future, we will definitely come back every day."

Ye’s mother took her hand and stroked her daughter’s hair: “You must come back often, mom is waiting for your family of three.”

Ye Weilan hugged her and closed her eyes, thank you, mother.

The car started, and the Ye family waved behind him: "You must remember to go home often."

Ye Weilan waved through the rearview mirror and responded with tears in her eyes: "It must..."

Qi Ye kissed her side face: "Lan, wait for me for three years."

Three years later, the sky is high and the sea is wide, and no one can stop her. In the world, she will definitely let her fly.

This is a man's most heaviest promise.

The realization of this promise requires the preparation of countless corpses and seas of blood.

Ye Weilan held back her tears and smiled: "I believe in you."

As for the love between Ning Yuan and Tang Xiaochi, I can only part with a regretful farewell for the dust. After waiting for three years, I can know the final result.

Goodbye, my favorite family.

Goodbye, my dearest friend.

Goodbye, my closest hometown.
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