As time moves forward, Lin Qinghai is also carrying out his plan of "changing hearts" in an orderly manner.

For such an important matter, Lin Qinghai dare not entrust it to others except his absolutely trustworthy confidant.

So in order to be absolutely safe and not make mistakes like Huo Zheng, he had to do everything himself, lest something went wrong and the success would fall short.

Perhaps it is only by devoting one's mind to the preparations, being exhausted from being so busy that one's mind is empty, that one will not have the leisure to regret and feel guilty, and will occasionally think of Ye Yuning's face, and even want to interrupt the plan of 'changing hearts'.

At this time, Lin Qinghai would drop everything and rush to Ye Yunqing's side, guarding her, looking at her flawless and pure face, his heart would calm down again, and he would have the courage to continue to carry out the plan.

He told himself it was all worth it and he was not wrong.

Ye Yunqing is his savior, the light in his dark life, and the one he loves. He absolutely cannot watch her die of a weakened heart.

"Qinghai, what are you thinking?" In a trance, Ye Yunqing's voice was full of complaints as the sleeves were pulled.

"Well, what's the matter?" He subconsciously showed a gentle smile and looked sideways.

Wearing a white wool dress inside, and a soft apricot woolen coat outside, Ye Yunqing has long hair like black sandalwood loose, and the whole person is as beautiful as a picture.

She sat on the chair, tilted her head and bit her lip to look at him, brushed her hair lightly for a while, then lowered her head lonely and said, "Is it boring to paint with me?Your mood."

There is a painting in front of her, which is a white and elegant gazebo, surrounded by flowers, the flowers are in full bloom, the colors are bright and colorful, full of vitality.

Painting is Ye Yunqing's hobby. Because of her poor health, other activities are not suitable for her. Only painting can exercise one's mind and nourish one's mind, so Ye Liang and his wife allowed her to study.

For this reason, Ye Liang also specially hired a clever art teacher to teach her, and Ye Yunqing is indeed talented in painting, and he has maintained it all the time.

Seeing the girl's restless face, Lin Qinghai felt a dull pain in his heart. He immediately said, "No, watching Qing Qing draw is a kind of enjoyment. I should be sorry, because I was distracted by thinking about something, definitely not because I was bored."

Ye Yunqing looked at his expression carefully, as if confirming that what he said was true, she showed a pure smile, and said thoughtfully: "Is there something wrong with the company? If so, go get busy, don't worry about me, I willIt's okay to be alone."

If it was Ye Yunqing who was surrounded by suitors before, she wouldn't care too much about one less person and one more person around her. On the contrary, sometimes she would think that they came too frequently, leaving her no space to be alone, wanting to refuse but worrying about getting hurttheir affection.

But since she got engaged to Huo Zheng, under his strong request, she took the initiative to alienate those suitors and it's been a while since she saw them.

Now that Huo Zheng lives in a nursing home, the relationship between the two fiancee exists in name only, and she doesn't know how to deal with Huo Zheng who seems to be a different person;She used to be her sister's boyfriend, in order not to make her sister angry and misunderstand, she still chose to ask her parents to come forward to thank her;

Now the only one who can accompany her is Lin Qinghai, if even Lin Qinghai stays away from her, Ye Yunqing admits that she will be very disappointed and sad.

Lin Qinghai adjusted his glasses, suppressed the restless emotions in his heart, and said affectionately: "There is nothing more important than you, Qing Qing, in my heart, you are better than everything in the world."

Lin Qinghai looks very good, different from Huo Zheng's fierce and domineering aura, but moist and silent and meticulous. When he talks about love, it seems to be able to intoxicate people. Unknowingly, Ye Yunqing's pale cheeks are dyedThere was a touch of red.

Her starry eyes were half closed, her neck was lowered shyly, and her black hair like a waterfall fell down to cover her hot skin.

Seeing the girl's charming demeanor, Lin Qinghai's heart skipped a beat, something prompted him to open his mouth: "Qing Qing, forget about Huo Zheng, marry me after you recover from illness!"

Facing Ye Yunqing's wide-open pupils in shock, Lin Qinghai tightly held the butterfly hairpin hidden in his trouser pocket, let it hurt his palm, and said seriously: "I love you Qing Qing, for the rest of my life, let me protect you."

Yes, that's right, what he loves is Qing Qing, the one who wants to marry and protect has always been her, and it can only be her.

As for Ye Yuning, it was just a tool to save Qing Qing's life.

Whenever flinching in his heart, Lin Qinghai used this hairpin to remind himself that he would never regret it, never regret it.

Ye Yunqing always knew that Lin Qinghai had a good impression of her, but she frowned sadly: "Qinghai, you are so kind, but I am not good enough for you, my illness..." She pressed her hands sadly.chest.

"Your illness will be cured, and my wife will live a long life." Lin Qinghai knelt down, took out the hairpin that made the two of them bond from his pocket tremblingly, and pinned it on her hair devoutly, "Qing Qing, promise me?"

Ye Yunqing's eyelashes trembled, and his eyes were both joyful and coquettish, and he murmured softly: "It's too sudden, Qing Hai, let me think about it?"

Lin Qinghai's heart was hanging in the air, he really wanted Ye Yunqing to agree to him, so that he would feel at ease in his heart, but he didn't want to force the other party, so he bent his lips and said: "Of course, I will wait for youanswer."

Ye Yunqing smiled back at him, then took off the hairpin on his head curiously: "What is this?"

Looking at the butterfly hairpin spread out in the girl's palm, Lin Qinghai's eyes were extremely gentle: "It belonged to you in the first place, and now it is considered to be returned to its original owner."

The hairpin shining with diamond light is unique and elegant, Ye Yunqing's eyes are clear: "Mine?"

She had a vaguely familiar impression, as if she had indeed owned such a hairpin, but how did it get into Lin Qinghai's hands?

Lin Qinghai smiled softly, as if recalling some beautiful scene: "Don't you remember? I picked it up in the alley next to the gate of our junior high school, and I always wanted to hand it back to you one day.It really looks great with hairpins in your hair."

For countless days and nights, he dreamed that he would put the hair back on the girl's head with his own hands. It would look so shiny and beautiful, but as he imagined, Ye Yunqing wearing it was even more beautiful than imagined.

"I did lose a hairpin," Ye Yunqing was surprised: "But the alley in front of our junior high school, how did you pick it up there, I've never been to that place before?"

Lin Qinghai's expression froze for a moment, he blinked, his voice was so soft that he was afraid of breaking some dream, and said softly: "Qing Qing, think about it, you have been there, haven't you? When you were in the first year of junior high school, youYou heard gangsters beating students in the alley, and then you called the police and warned them. But you were afraid that they would recognize you, so you ran away one step ahead, but accidentally left the card at the entrance of the alley, that isThis butterfly hairpin, huh?"

He stared up at Ye Yunqing eagerly and earnestly, his scorching gaze seemed to scald people, and people instinctively wanted to avoid it.

Ye Yunqing forced a smile, she felt that something was leaving her, her tone could not help but carry a trace of grievance and bewilderment: "I'm sorry, but I really don't remember doing such a thing. And have you forgotten, I'm going toThere are people picking up and dropping off after class, and there is no chance to go to the alley alone."

When she was in junior high school, she already had a heart attack, so she had less time to attend classes, more time to ask for leave, and was accompanied by someone when she went in and out.After class, he was directly picked up in the car and went home. How could he run to the alley alone and warn a bunch of punks?

Lin Qinghai's face turned pale in an instant, without a trace of blood on his face, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

That's right, how could he have forgotten that Ye Yunqing had a heart attack, and she was well protected both inside and outside the school?????? How could she appear by the alley alone?

Wrong, he made a mistake, Ye Yunqing was not the one who made a sound to save him.

Cold sweat dripped from Lin Qinghai's forehead, who was the one who saved him?

As if grasping at the last straw, he said unwillingly, "But this hairpin is indeed yours. I checked it. If it wasn't you, then why did your hairpin appear there?"

After picking up this card, Lin Qinghai quietly checked it out. After all, there are not many female students who can own luxury diamond cards. After many inquiries, he knew that Ye Yunqing had owned such a butterfly-studded diamond.Issuance card, but since that day have never seen her wear it again.

From this, he concluded that Ye Yunqing was the one who saved him back then.

So he tried every means to get close to her, became her friend, guarded her and protected her, and even used Ye Yuning at all costs.

His heart trembled, and he suddenly grabbed Ye Yunqing's hand: "Tell me, whoever it was, who threw the hairpin on the ground?"

Compared with the gentleness just now, Lin Qinghai is like a wild beast that has lost control. Ye Yunqing's face turned pale with fright, and her heart was beating violently: "I don't know, Qinghai, you scared me, please calm down."

"Then tell me how you lost your hairpin, and whose hands it ended up in, tell me!" He roared with red eyes.

Tears flowed from the corners of Ye Yunqing's eyes, and she said sadly: "I remember giving the card to my sister for safekeeping, but she lost it later, I really don't know anything else."

Ye Yunqing let go of the hands that bound her, and fell powerlessly on the chair, trying to understand something in a daze.

Ye Yuning?

Lin Qinghai's face became even paler, he stood up staggeringly, and felt dizzy for a moment, how could it be Ye Yuning?

He weakly covered his face with his palm, his palm was full of sweat, and for the first time, he felt the fear of not being able to face reality.

Oh my god, if Ye Yuning was the one who saved him, then what did he do?

Ye Yuning, and only Ye Yuning, who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, will do things to help others regardless of his own danger.

He turned his back and said in a hollow voice: "I'm sorry Qing Qing, I seem to have made some mistakes, I'm leaving first, I'm sorry just now."

"Qinghai," Ye Yunqing called to stop him, and said in a low voice, "You were the one who was bullied by the gangsters in the alley, right? So the reason why you have been so kind to me all this time is because you misunderstood that I was the one who helped you.If, without this misunderstanding, would you still be so kind to me?"

She stared at Lin Qinghai's back expectantly, and there was a longing in her eyes that she had never had before. Some affection was only normal at first, but only when she was about to lose it, did she know that being treated wholeheartedly and pampered in every possible way is true.How lucky!

From before to now, she has been absorbing Lin Qinghai's love and enjoying his selfless dedication - he has always been her safe haven and reliance.

Now, is she about to lose it?

Lin Qinghai had blue veins on his forehead, and after a while, he said, "No."

He has always loved the benefactor who gave him light from the darkness, the little girl who saved him from the embarrassment. He found the wrong person and reported the wrong favor. Now he wants to get back on the right track and let everything return.everyone.

Ye Yunqing bent down weakly, the pain spreading in his heart was more painful than a heart attack.

With tears in her eyes, watching Lin Qinghai's back striding away, she suddenly reached out and pushed down the easel.The gorgeous flowers in the painting seem to lose their color in an instant and become dim and obscure.

Ye Yunqing's eyes were stained with a layer of black, tears rolled down, and he sneered lowly: "It's ridiculous, if I knew it, I would have said that person was me!"

She closed her eyes hard.

Lin Qinghai held the butterfly hairpin in his hand, his palms were covered with blood, but he didn't seem to feel it at all, he just focused on the steering wheel and rushed towards the 'Fenghua Entertainment Company'.

Ye Yuning, Ye Yuning was the one who saved him.

But what exactly did he do, pushing the person who had become friends further and further away, even hurting her for Ye Yunqing.

Thinking of Ye Yunqing, and thinking of his 'heart-changing plan', Lin Qinghai's face darkened, and he hurriedly found a phone to call his confidants without stopping: "Listen, stop what you are doing, you don't need it anymoreClean everything up and forget about it."

Turning off the phone, Lin Qinghai gritted his teeth, absolutely must not let Ye Yuning find out what he secretly wanted to do to her, otherwise, she would never forgive herself for the rest of her life.

With a 'chila' sound, the car stopped at the entrance of the building.

Lin Qinghai almost couldn't wait to jump out of the car, and wanted to go up to find someone, but he was blocked by a blocker, and the front desk refused to let anyone up.

"Sorry, you don't have an appointment with Mr. Ye, and Mr. Ye said that she doesn't want to see you, please go back!" The receptionist said politely.

Lin Qinghai anxiously took out his mobile phone, he wanted to call Ye Yuning, and confessed to her personally, he was wrong, very wrong, and begged her to forgive him.

However, the phone couldn't be connected, and Lin Qinghai remembered that he was blocked last time, and Ye Yuning was already tired of him.

He felt annoyed for a while, then took a deep breath, and said: "Please help me tell you Mr. Ye that I will wait for her downstairs, and I will wait forever. If she doesn't come out to see me, I won't leave."

The lady at the front desk gave him a sympathetic look: Is this a suitor from somewhere, or the kind that was rejected by her own president, and she looks quite infatuated.

There seemed to be a fire burning in Lin Qinghai's heart, and he couldn't let it go if he didn't see Ye Yuning today.

He didn't go anywhere, and stayed under the building, stubbornly looking up to find the office floor where Ye Yuning was.

If waiting can make Ye Yuning see his determination, he is willing to wait until she is willing to see him.

With people coming and going around him, Lin Qinghai stood there like a statue, gradually solidifying into a posture.

Slowly, there were fewer and fewer people, and then the wind picked up, and the sky seemed to darken all of a sudden, and the cold wind hung on people's faces, causing pain.

Lin Qinghai turned up his collar, stared at the sky behind his glasses, and a drop of water hit his face—it was raining.

Autumn wind and autumn rain worried about killing people, Lin Qinghai couldn't help shivering, feeling a biting chill.

Pedestrians on the road were in a hurry, avoiding the coming rainstorm one after another, Lin Qinghai, who had been standing still quietly all this time, seemed so abrupt.

Passers-by looked at him like a fool, Lin Qinghai silently lowered his eyes, and clenched the hairpin more and more tightly.

Finally, there was a thunder in the sky, and then the torrential rain poured down and landed on the earth.

The rain hit his face and it hurt, and it was more cold than the pain. Lin Qinghai suddenly became like a drowned chicken, with black hair sticking to his head.

His lips were pale, but he was firm and did not dodge or evade.

Elegant and handsome man, well-dressed, but enduring the erosion of cold wind and rain, his stubborn and forbearing expression attracted the sympathy of many people.

The lady at the front desk was touched, she couldn't help but secretly made a phone call, this man is too affectionate, Mr. Ye, come out and see!

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