She hid under the quilt, the heating had been turned off, and the damp quilt had no function of keeping her warm at all. She huddled up and let her tears soak the pillowcase.

The moonlight was blocked by the curtains, but a glimmer of light shone through, making the room not so dark and scary.

"Squeak." A small voice sounded under the bed, and a furry little mouse crawled onto her instep.

She was so shocked that she forgot to cry and kicked the mouse away. There was the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the darkness, and then she fell silent.

Ding Yiyi huddled at the foot of the bed, covered with a thick quilt. She was afraid that the mouse would appear again, so she just stared at everything in the house with her eyes wide open.

The text message ring rang again, and she jumped up in fright. Tears fell down as the ring rang. That night, she shed tears freely, venting all kinds of emotions in her heart, but she didn't know that there was a person on the other side of the wall.

I stayed with myself quietly on the balcony all night.

The early morning in the alley kicked off with the hawking one after another. Ding Yiyi woke up leisurely, and the sunlight filtered through the curtains. The aunt selling fried dough sticks downstairs passed by the door, and her loud voice disturbed many people.

Dream.

"We sell youtiao, freshly baked youtiao."

She twitched the corner of her mouth slightly, her face was horribly dry, her eyes hurt, and her eyes were blurry even when she squinted. Her waist was really uncomfortable, so she took out her mobile phone with her backhand.

The dozens of text messages on my phone are alarming.

"Yiyi, can you reply to a text message? I'm very worried?"

"I'm back at Ye's house, you're not at home."

"I was at your house and I didn't tell uncle, don't worry."

"Be safe, and be sure to call me if you need anything."

"Good morning."

The last one marked on her finger was received half an hour ago. Her eyes were so sore that she wanted to cry again, but her heart suddenly became clear.

How could she leave Ye Chuyun alone? How could he run around in his current physical condition?

She hurriedly washed up and went out. She was in a hurry, but she was shocked when she saw the back of a man at the corner of the alley.

Is that Ye Nianmo? The fitted suit makes the person in front of him seem out of place in this alley. His hair is all combed back. Even though he is walking with a briefcase and occasionally has to avoid vendors, it still makes people feel like a tree in the wind.

She couldn't help but keep up with the man's pace. The man walked not too slowly, but his steps were easy. She was embarrassed to follow behind him. There were too many people in the alley, and she was squeezed here and there.

Is it her imagination? It seems like the man in front has slowed down?

Ding Yiyi quickened her pace, trying to make up her mind and run to the man to see what was going on, but the man disappeared in a blink of an eye.

She was spinning in circles, looking anxiously at every passer-by, her ponytail tied casually swaying with her movements.

In the taxi a few steps away from her, Ye Nianmo pinched the bridge of his nose. He leaned back slightly and looked at Ding Yiyi who was looking anxious a few steps away. He felt so soft and sad inside.

"drive."

Walking into the company, a bunch of employees gathered around, "Supervisor, that foreigner said again that our quality is not good and we have to return the goods. This time the order is huge. What should we do?"

After he frowned and listened, the middle-aged man interviewing him in the boss's office said, "Nianmo, come in."

In the office, the man smiled and said, "Look, the foreigner said he wanted a refund. How do you think we, the foreign trade clothing business, were able to frighten him?"
Chapter completed!