306 Chapter 305 of “The Quick-Traveling Girl Is Poised to Knock Down the Male Protagonist”

The Design Director I Can’t Fall In Love With (89)

“Young Master Ye? What’s wrong with you?”

“Gong Ming?”

Ye Ziyan looked at Gong Ming with stern eyes like a ghost, with a hint of collapse that was about to go crazy. Although it slowly became deeper and deeper, he was even calm as if the person who roared just now was not him, “Did you send me back?”

“Yeah.”

Gong Ming nodded, “You were too drunk last night, Mr. Ye. I sent you back and called Mr. Ye. Mr. Ye sent Wang Ma to take care of you for the night.”

“Young Master, wake up!”

At this time, Aunt Wang, who had just finished working in the kitchen, brought out a large bowl of soup, “Young Master, please try this. In the past, when you got drunk every birthday, Young Master Mo took care of you. Now…”

At this point, Aunt Wang hesitated and immediately changed the subject, “Young Master, please come down and have a drink. Being drunk is not good for your stomach. This soup is good for your stomach.”

You have a bad stomach, let me help you heal it, okay?

Ye Ziyan was suddenly startled by Aunt Wang’s words. This sentence inexplicably rang in his mind, but who said this?Who said this?In other words, where has he heard this sentence…

Why was his heart beating so fast because of this inexplicable sentence? With every beat, the pain began to spread from the heart to his limbs and entire body.

Ye Ziyan suddenly covered his heart and tightly grasped the skirt of his chest. His figure swayed and he was suddenly propped up on the wall. Tears began to blur his eyes. He clearly didn’t want to cry, but his heart was sour and painful, and his breathing was filled with an unspeakable astringency.

Why?What happened to him…

“Young Master Ye!”

“Young Master?!”

Gong Ming and Aunt Wang were both startled by Ye Ziyan’s sudden change and immediately helped him. Ye Ziyan’s red eyes looked at the soup that spilled out of Aunt Wang’s hand, and he was suddenly startled.

“This soup is not like this…”

Ye Ziyan’s dull murmur made Gong Ming and Aunt Wang stunned. Aunt Wang looked at the hangover soup in her hand inexplicably and wondered, “Isn’t that so? Aren’t all hangover soups like this? Is there something wrong?”

What’s wrong?!

He doesn’t know…

But, it just wasn’t like this. There was a voice in his heart telling him that it wasn’t like this, it wasn’t…

Ye Ziyan pushed away the support of Aunt Wang and Gong Ming, stumbled, covered his heart, and returned to the bedroom.

‘Bang!The sound of the door closing made people outside look at each other. The people inside fell down on the big bed. They no longer had the strength, but their expressions were sluggish, and their eyes looking at the ceiling were a little unfocused, “It hurts, it hurts. If it doesn’t hurt, then it hurts as much as possible! After it hurts, can you tell me why you… hurt…”

Ye Ziyan’s confusion and restlessness, despair and sadness made his whole body seem to be covered with a layer of desolation and bitterness of abandonment. He seemed to be trapped in a kind of dilemma that he could not get out of. But in such a dilemma, he felt more and more helpless and sad. However, he didn’t know why he was helpless and sad. He only felt that his heart seemed to be hollowed out. If he listened quietly, he could still hear the sound of the cold wind blowing. It was so empty.

Is there anything that should be in there?

Ye Ziyan kept asking himself a question in the past three months, beating his heart hard, looking at himself in the mirror, and asking a question, “Why is it so painful here…”

“Young Master Ye, Director Jay Chou has arranged a banquet this afternoon. I hope you can come.” Gong Ming’s words came from outside the door. Ye Ziyan’s empty eyes began to recover, and his indifference returned again. It seemed that he was not the one who was confused and overwhelmed just now.

“I understand, wait for me below.” After Ye Ziyan said these words, he stood up and walked to the bathroom. Looking at himself in the mirror, he looked like the same person after waking up every night. Even if he didn’t wake up now, would he still look like this inexplicably?

What are you feeling sad about, what are you suffering from, what are you feeling despairing about…

Why, your expression is so helpless and hesitant…

Ye Ziyan looked into the mirror, his eyes were blood red and filled with sadness. His hand slowly followed his reflection in the mirror, copying his strange yet familiar appearance.

Finally, the sound of running water came from the bathroom. When Ye Ziyan appeared again, he had already changed into a crisp suit, his eyes returned to coldness, he picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and started walking out.

Jay Chou’s banquet was nothing more than a place for interpersonal communication. Ye Ziyan really found it too boring in this place where people drank and exchanged glasses. Although Jay Chou wanted to keep him, Ye Ziyan wanted to leave and no one could really force him to stay.

However, when a girl appeared outside holding a bouquet of blue warblers, Ye Ziyan was impatient and wanted to leave, but stopped instantly.

Director Jay Chou originally looked at the person who looked calm and wanted to leave, but suddenly he looked straight at his daughter, his eyes flickering, “Mingming, come here.”

Mingming!!

The name that rang in his ears made Ye Ziyan’s head suddenly roar, and his body trembled slightly unconsciously. A familiar and anxious thing suddenly ran through his heart, but it was too fast, and he couldn’t catch it…

He could hold it firmly with his palms and sink his fingertips into his flesh to suppress the overwhelming sadness that was attacking him.

The suffocating sadness once buried him.

If it weren’t for Secretary Gong beside him, he didn’t know how long he would have been stunned.

“Young Master Ye, Miss Zhou is waiting to shake hands with you.” Secretary Gong reminded in a low voice.

After Ye Ziyan came back to his senses, he looked at the hand that came to him at some point and stretched out.The little hand in front of him was white and jade, with slender fingers, but another pair of hands flashed in his mind, the same white jade, with slender fingers, but it made him suffocate inexplicably, hands that made him suffocate and regret when he thought about it.

Ye Ziyan slowly moved up from his hand until he looked at the blue warbler’s tail flower in the girl’s arms with some obsession, “Is this the warbler’s tail flower?”

“Brother Ye also knows the Yingwei flower!” The girl who called Zhou Mingming tilted her head playfully and called out familiarly. However, after seeing that Ye Ziyan obviously had no intention of shaking hands with her, she withdrew her hand in frustration and buried her face in the flower and took a deep breath. “I love the Yingwei flower the most! The Yingwei flower is colorful and beautiful. But I don’t like the blue Yingwei flower very much because the language of flowers is not good.”

When Ye Ziyan heard her say that he didn’t like the blue warbler, and even felt a little disgusted with it, a trace of killing intent flashed in his heart, but he was distracted by what she said next, “What is the language of flowers?”

“The flower language of the orioles is elegant, but because the orioles are colorful, different orioles have another layer of meaning because of the different colors. Each of them is beautiful, auspicious and happy. Only the blue orioles are the flowers that are dedicated to secret admirers. Its flower language is, desperate love! Free from broken love, exquisite beauty, but fragile and more evanescent…”

Zhou Mingming said that at this time, she quietly looked at Ye Ziyan. The love and admiration inside was so obvious, and she smiled shyly, “However, this is not a blue warbler, but a sapphire blue that is very close to blue, but the difference in color is a world of difference. If the blue warbler represents desperate love, then the royal blue warbler’s flower language is sacred! I think the sapphire blue warbler is the most suitable for secret admirers.”

Zhou Mingming handed the flower to Ye Ziyan, “Mine is sapphire blue, not blue! Brother Ye, look, does it look like a blue warbler flower?! Many times, people mistake sapphire blue for blue…”

Ye Ziyan took a step back and kept staring at the flowers in the girl’s hands. However, when he heard these words, his calmness returned, and the previous abnormality became like a passing cloud.