201: Can 201 make-up cure a disease?

Can 201 make-up cure a disease?

If he lived like a walking corpse, he might as well die.

There were many things in this world that were more important than life and death. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people who would die generously for their faith and righteousness.

What he wanted was different, so he naturally looked at things differently.

To Sister Zhang, other than life and death, there was no big deal.

For Ye Yanyan, too many things were more important than life and death.

"Sister Zhang, it's never a temporary decision to die alone. "There are too many mistakes and complicated emotions between us. We can't explain it clearly and we ca n' t understand it."

"Hey, when you get to Sister Zhang age, you'll understand what I' m saying."

Ye Yanyan closed his eyes and muttered.

"Maybe."

Sister Zhang put away Ye Yanyan pajamas and bath towel and turned to leave.

If it wasn't for Si Lijue reminder, she would have forgotten that it would be Ye Lingtian birthday soon.

Unknowingly, Ye Lingtian was already 60 years old.

Let's wait for his birthday before leaving. Even if it's his daughter's last birthday.

After leaving this place, he should never return again.

After making up his mind, he suddenly felt as if he was relieved of a heavy burden.

That's right, she was unwilling to part with him.

He didn't want to live in this city since he was young, the house that had had a good time, or the man he loved the most.

Which one was the one that worried her the most?

Shaking his head, he wanted to throw everything out of his head.

In the days that followed, the two of them were like strangers living in the same house. They didn't talk and did n' t even see each other.

Ye Yanyan got up early every day and drove to work alone.

In a week, he would spend a day with Le Zhengyu at the orphanage.

The children there liked Ye Yanyan and affectionately called her Sister Yan.

It was only in the orphanage that she could temporarily forget the unhappiness and smile from her heart.

Le Zhengyu looked at Ye Yanyan two completely different states and was very worried.

She was suppressing herself, and she couldn't stand it physically or mentally.

That day, on the way back from the orphanage, Le Zhengyu offered to go home for dinner.

Ye Yanyan, during this period of time, she always liked to get herself into a busy job because she had no time to think about Si Lijue.

As for eating, it was fine if he remembered it.

The result was that the stomach disease came to him again.

She had a bad appetite these past two days and would vomit from time to time.

At this moment, he had no appetite at all.

"Forget it. I'm not going. "You can send me back to the company. There are still some things to be dealt with."

"Yan Yan, do you look in the mirror every day?"

Ye Yanyan was confused by what Le Zhengyu suddenly said.

"You, what did you say?"

"Your complexion is very poor and your body is very thin. "Haven't you eaten well lately?"

Lowering his head, he took out a small mirror from his bag and carefully examined himself.

Her face was yellow and her eyes were lifeless, giving off a sick feeling.

No wonder a few children asked if she was sick today.

"Oh, I got up a little late in the morning, so I didn't make up properly. "It's fine. I' ll be a little flushed when I put on lipstick."

Le Zhengyu almost angered Ye Yanyan to death.

"Ye Yanyan, is your brain sick? "Can makeup treat a disease?"

"I'm probably too tired to rest recently. Do n' t worry, I'm fine."

Le Zhengyu knew that she had always been stubborn and did not care about her body.

"Alright, don't say anything. "Come home with me. I'll make you some nourishing soup."

Ye Yanyan sighed and turned to look out the window. He pressed his hand against his temple.

"There's really no need. Why do n' t you just send me back to the villa? I'll take a nap and make sure everything's fine."

"I'll send you back when you' ve finished your meal."

Seeing that Le Zhengyu had made up her mind to eat, she stopped talking.

As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a fragrance and Ye Yanyan stomach gave a timely grunt.

Today, Le Zhengyu had been busy at the orphanage all day. How could she have time to come back and stew soup?

"Zheng Yu, you can't be ordering the takeout."

Le Zhengyu rolled his eyes at him. He took off his coat and walked towards the kitchen. He opened the lid of the pot and the fragrance grew stronger.

"Don't you know that all current appliances have this function? "Before I left, I prepared all the materials and made an appointment."

He served two bowls to the table and urged Ye Yanyan to wash his hands.

Ye Yanyan didn't stand on ceremony and started drinking soup with a spoon.

"Zheng Yu, your craftsmanship is getting better and better now."

Seeing how happy she was eating, Le Zhengyu unconsciously smiled.

"Aiya, drink slowly. "Then there's another pot. Enough."

This soup made by Le Zhengyu was not greasy at all. It was very fragrant, making Ye Yanyan appetizing. This was the most delicious food she had ever eaten in recent years. No, it was still worse than Si Lijue vegetable porridge. 2

When he thought of the Si Lijue, he felt depressed. No matter how delicious the soup was, he could not continue drinking it.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I just feel that you' re too much. Please treat me to dinner and just give me some soup."

She poked her head and smiled helplessly.

"A woman is really fickle. She kept telling me that she didn't want to eat, but she gave me less."

"Who told you not to prepare?"

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault, okay? "How about I cook you something else?"

He grabbed the Le Zhengyu that was about to walk towards the kitchen and Ye Yanyan patted his stomach.

"I'm almost done eating. Send me back."

Not long after, Ye Yanyan had already said twice to go back.

Didn't she say that house was like a cage? Why did he still want to go back?

Another voice sounded in Le Zhengyu heart.

It was all for Si Lijue.

That man was rich and rich. He liked Ye Yanyan very much, but he had repeatedly hurt Ye Yanyan.

Regardless of whether it was due to his own heart or not, he was injured.

At that time, when he saw that Ye Yanyan was very happy, he was willing to quit, but Si Lijue did not fulfill his promise.

Looking at the thin Ye Yanyan in front of him, Le Zhengyu heart ached.

Since Si Lijue didn't cherish it properly, why should he send Ye Yanyan to his side?

This love had been suppressed in his heart for too long. It was time to fight.

"Yan Yan, didn't you say that it's very depressing to live somewhere unhappy? Do you want to move it out? Anyway, you had to leave after your father's birthday. "It's better to be earlier than later."

Ye Yanyan's hand that was wearing his jacket paused. Should he leave now?

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