C1419 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1347
C1419 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1347
Ding Yiyi was extremely surprised, but the current situation did not allow her to inquire any further, "I can get out from here."
She hurriedly stood up and moved all the cups over, just enough for her to reach the window.
"Hey, I'm Edward, what's your name?" Edward said as he held her arms.
Ding Yiyi climbed up with all her might. "My name is Ding Yiyi."
At this moment, Stupid Bear had already woken up. He called out to Aunt Xiong as he came over to pull Ding Yiyi's leg down.
Edward was too weak outside the window, so Ding Yiyi could only shake her legs as much as she could, kicking him right in the eye.
"My eyes!" Stupid Bear covered his eyes and retreated, then fell under the bed again. He kowtowed on the chair and didn't get up again.
Edward took the opportunity to pull Ding Yiyi out. The two of them stood at the back of the house. They could still hear the fishermen's loud voices in front of the door.
"Thank you." Ding Yiyi thanked him gratefully.
Edward was about to say something, but unexpectedly, he heard someone walking towards them. The two hurriedly ran out of Aunt Xiong's house in the dark.
The fishing village was not big, and most of the people had gone to Aunt Xiong's house to drink wedding wine. The entire fishing village was empty, so the two of them smoothly ran out of the fishing village.
"My car did not dare to stop here for fear of being discovered, so it stopped not too far away. Are you willing to come with me?" Edward said honestly.
Ding Yiyi was a little hesitant. She was a little nervous. She didn't know if she would come out of the wolf's den and transfer herself into the tiger's den. Did this Edward really have no other intentions?
"I didn't mean anything else." Edward saw through her worry, so he gave her a photo in his pocket.
Ding Yiyi, who was in the photo, was staring at the camera with a frown. Her big eyes seemed to indicate something, and her bright red clothes were exceptionally eye-catching.
"I am a photographer, and your expression at that time was not the expression a married man should have," he paused, then pointed to her wrist in the photo. "The cut was very fresh, proving that you wanted to commit suicide. I can't think of any other reason for an unhappy bride who wants to commit suicide than to be coerced. "
His Chinese was not fluent and he had some grammatical errors, but as Ding Yiyi listened with tears streaming down her face, the heavy burden in her heart was suddenly lifted. She felt as if all the strength in her body had been sucked away.
In a trance, she knew that Edward caught her unconscious body and what happened next she no longer knew.
She woke up on the plane, on the Private Aircraft. Clouds drifted in the window, the azure sky stretched as far as the eye could see. Anyone who took a glance at it would feel as if they were drawn towards this blue sky.
"You're awake?" Edward seemed to have a kind of magic that allowed him to quickly grasp and react to each of her different movements.
Ding Yiyi looked out of the window with a confused expression. "Where are we going?"
"Sorry, because you can't tell where you live while in a coma, but I'm in a hurry to catch a plane so I can only take you to England. You can stay at my place for the night and I'll send you home tomorrow."
Edward's face was full of apologies. His warm and beautiful eyes were focused on her the whole time. It was not bad compared to any of her expressions.
Ding Yiyi knew that she had met a good person and felt very grateful towards him for saving her, so she said, "I really want to thank you again. If it wasn't for you, I really wouldn't know what to do."
"Do we need to call the police? I still have friends there. " Edward said.
Ding Yiyi thought about it, but still shook her head. Forget it, they are two poor people, "she paused, then said:" I want to call a very important person.
"Alright." Edward said, "We'll be able to call after we get off the plane. Should we send a message to your family?"
Ding Yiyi nodded, but her tone became hesitant. "Yes …?"
"What's wrong? "Are you not feeling well?" Edward quickly felt the change in her mood and asked.
She stared at him blankly, her heart empty. She was about to say a name, but it was withdrawn back into her blank thoughts.
She didn't remember the name of the person who was important to her until the plane arrived. She didn't think about it until it was the drug, but she couldn't do anything about it. This time, she lost her memory for longer than any other time.
Edward walked to her side, slightly curling his arm, and looked at her with a kind invitation in his eyes.
Ding Yiyi nodded to him, put down all her worries, and slowly walked off the plane with his arm in hers.
There was already a group of people waiting outside. The old man in the lead was wearing a pure English suit. He bowed towards Edward and said, "Young Master."
"Didn't I say that I don't need you here?" Edward suddenly became indifferent.
Ding Yiyi held onto his arm and did not say anything. She suddenly realized that the man by her side did not have a small status either.
The butler seemed to be accustomed to Edward's cold tone. After hearing Edward's standard court etiquette, he said, "Master has always wanted you to go home."
With that, he turned around and prepared to leave. It didn't take long for all the people on the plane to leave.
"Sorry." Edward looked at the direction the old man left in. His tone was a little light at first, but then it returned to his refined state, "I hope going to my house won't scare you. Otherwise, I can arrange a hotel for you."
Ding Yiyi's heart was filled with gratitude. She didn't want to keep bothering him, so she said, "If you don't mind, you can go to your house. I can go back home tomorrow and find my …?"
Her mind was blank again. There were so many familiar people, but no one was able to say it out loud. The words were stuck between her lips, unable to come out.
"What's wrong?" Edward suddenly asked in concern as he saw the woman in front of him flustered.
Ding Yiyi shook her head. With great difficulty, she raised her head with a smile and said, "It's nothing. Let's go."
The fact that Edward lived in a high-class apartment surprised Ding Yiyi. She knew that the man in front of her had a big background.
The largest room in the apartment was a darkroom. There were photos of people, scenery, and animals everywhere.
"You've been to many places." Ding Yiyi looked at the photo carefully and said seriously.
Edward nodded, "I started walking while carrying a camera when I was 20. When I was 32, I went to many places and read many stories about people." He paused, "This isn't the first time I've seen someone in danger, but it's the first time I've gone to save someone."
"Why?" Ding Yiyi walked back to his side.
He shook his head. "I don't know, but I always felt that your eyes were too helpless at the time, as if you couldn't move them after you saw them."
Ding Yiyi looked at his sincere eyes and asked, "Do you want to know why I came to the fishing village?"
She recounted what had happened in the fishing village when she woke up, but ignored the fact that the family had used a nerve numbing poison to cause her to lose her memories.
After listening to her story, Edward was extremely angry, "This is really not good."
With a good upbringing, he could not speak any vulgarities, and could only repeat himself, "This is too bad, this is too bad."
In the evening, he arranged a guest room for Ding Yiyi. "Usually, no one comes here, so the situation might be a little bad. I hope you don't mind."
Ding Yiyi smiled and said, "No, thank you for your time. You even let me travel abroad."
Edward smiled, said good night to each other and left the room. The room became silent again.
She walked to the side of the table, where the English style lamp was on. On the table, there was a paper and a pen, paper was very thick, with a light beige color.
She sat on the chair, drawing on the paper with the pen in her hand, thinking about the man she had always wanted to remember but had never been able to remember.
This time, the amnesia lasted even longer. It was equivalent to 18 hours. Would he be amnesia forever? Although she had been comforting herself, she knew better than anyone that she might forget who she was in the future.
The entire house was silent as she paced around the room irritably, staring blankly at the pure white bedsheets. Suddenly, fragments of memories flashed through her mind.
The fragments automatically flew together like a jigsaw puzzle, piecing together one outline after another. First it was Ding Dacheng, then it was Ding Meirong, Ye Chuyun, and Ye Chuqing.
All the figures began to become clear. She finally remembered the smiling faces of those people, and she remembered the many things they had gotten along with, but it still wasn't right.
She banged her head against the wall, muttering, "Who else? Someone else?"
"Nianmo, Ye Nianmo." She was stunned when she inadvertently read out the name she was most familiar with. She felt ecstatic and rushed back to the table to write down his name without caring about anything else.
In the morning, when she woke up, she was lost for a while. She looked at the strange room and thought she was still in the fisherman's and his mother's house.
"Don't!" She was so scared that she was covered in cold sweat. At this time, Edward knocked on the door lightly, "Are you alright? Do you need help? "
Not familiar but warm enough to bring her to her senses, she called out to the door, "No, thank you."
She stood up and folded the quilt. Her gaze was fixed on the somewhat messy table. She thought that she could not give him any trouble, so she walked over to clear up the table.
There was a piece of paper pressed under the pen. On the piece of paper, there was a name written arrogantly. She read softly, "Ye Nianmo? "Who is Ye Nianmo?"
She smiled, then crumpled the paper into a ball and tossed it into the trash can. She took out the trash bag as well and prepared to throw it out.
Seeing her, Edward was extremely shocked. He pointed at her forehead and asked, "What happened to your forehead?"
"The forehead?" She stretched out her hand and touched a spot on the bulge. Her heart skipped a beat.
In his mind, there was only the memory of his crashing into a wall. However, he could not think of a reason why he would do that. His mind was blank, as if he had forgotten something.
Edward was wearing a casual suit. He took the trash bag from her and left it in the hallway. When he came back, he saw that she was still standing there, so he asked gently: "Are the sandwiches and milk good?"