Good Morning, Mr. President!

Seven Hundred and Four, Unforgettable (1)

"Let me go for a walk alone..." Bai Suye refused to get in the car, but looked at him pleadingly with red eyes, "Let me be alone for a while, okay? Just leave me alone."

Bai Lang was slightly shocked.

She had never spoken to him like this before, so helpless, so soft, and so vulnerable...

It seemed that all the armor that Bai Suye, the director of the National Security Bureau, was wearing before, no longer existed at this moment. The woman standing in front of him now is the most ordinary woman who needs care, love and affection.

Bai Lang felt unbearable in his chest, nodded, and let go of her.

Love is really something that makes people suffer, but they still can't stop. Can't let go, but can't forget either...

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White millet leaves are walking alone in the cold wind, with long hair flying in the wind like a waterfall, and a thin windbreaker. Because he drank a lot of wine, his face was slightly red, and in the neon light of the night, he had an indescribable charm. Such a woman, walking alone on the street late at night, especially with such a broken and pitiful expression, made many men passing by her stop and look away.

Bai Lang drove the car and followed her cautiously. Whenever someone coveted her, he would stick his head out and glare at the other person in warning, making those people walk away.

She stepped on high heels and blew in the wind, like a lonely soul wandering the streets in despair, looking at the flashing neon lights, not knowing where to go.

As I walked, I arrived at the bottom of a building before I knew it. Standing there, looking up, all he could see was endless darkness.

In the distance, Bai Lang stopped the car. He knew that this building was Ye Xiao's company. However, now...he is no longer here...

Bai Suye was in a daze, thinking of the man, and took out her mobile phone from her pocket.

Following instinct, she pressed her fingers on the screen. Because she drank too much, her fingers were trembling a little. However, she still pressed the string of numbers completely - it was engraved in her heart for ten years. I remember the number clearly, but I never dared to dial it.

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the other side.

Jucheng.

The night is dark.

In a room with no lights on,

The man is standing at the window, smoking. It was already 11 o'clock in the night, but he was not sleepy at all.

On this day ten years ago...

He actually remembered it clearly.

He gave her an unlimited card, which made her so angry that she ignored him for two days. However, a certain stupid woman didn't know that the card was actually a special card he asked the bank to prepare. The card number was the combination of his and her birthdays, 00198631219881118. It was the only one in the world. Later, she threw the card in the drawer of his study. Later, when he wanted to send him out again the next year, there was nothing more between them...

Ye Xiao opened his wallet. In the wallet, apart from the photo, the bank card was still there.

Ten years have passed, both her photos and the bank card have become obsolete.

He put out the cigarette butt, took out the photo and bank card, pondered for a moment, took out the lighter, and with a 'pop-' sound, blue flames jumped in the air, spitting hot tongues of fire - since everything can't go back , then why not let it all turn into ashes? Whether it's photos, cards, or... unforgettable memories...

He took a heavy breath, as if he had made up his mind.

However, when the flames reached towards the photo, a cry of "Night Owl, listen to the phone~" suddenly exploded in the room.

He trembled violently, and his eyes suddenly turned red. He turned his face towards the direction of the sound in disbelief, thinking it must be his auditory hallucination.

But……

The sound didn't stop, it kept ringing...

‘Ye Xiao, listen to the phone~’, ‘Ye Xiao, listen to the phone~’…

The soft, sweet voice, like a lark, rang in the room. He felt as if his heart had been ruthlessly torn apart by a big hand, and the pain was so painful that even his breathing was a little unsteady.

He almost immediately threw away the lighter and opened the bedside drawer. That old mobile phone from ten years ago had a simple screen that kept flickering.

The word 'Susu' was shining brightly in his eyes.

This mobile phone is a number from ten years ago, a mobile phone from ten years ago. He didn't know what his obsession was. In the past ten years, he had eliminated countless mobile phones and changed countless numbers, but he always kept this one. He even charges it on time and keeps it powered on at all times.

And this ringtone was recorded for him when she was naughty ten years ago.

To this day, Ye Xiao even remembers that he was in a meeting with a group of people. When the sound rang out, everyone looked weird and suppressed laughter. At that time, he felt extremely enjoying it. Every time I was on a mission and couldn't contact her, or when I was going through life and death, I would always listen to this piece over and over again. No matter how tired you are, you will become more powerful.

When I think of her, I don't dare to let anything happen to me or get hurt. Afraid that she would be worried, afraid that she would be scared. At that time, he even thought about ending this dark life.

But……

Only later did I realize how naive my thoughts were.

In the first few years after she left, he felt the ringtone of his cell phone ringing every time he dreamed. However, after I opened my eyes soberly and picked up my phone, I realized that everything was just my imagination...

But, right now...

It's real.

The mobile phone that has been silent for ten years is still flashing at this moment. In the dark room, the word 'Susu' came into view clearly.

Taking a deep breath, he picked up the phone and put it to his ear.

He didn't speak, just listened quietly.

The heart beats very fast, very fast...

Like nervousness.

I am afraid that it will be the same as in the past, and I will just be happy for nothing.

until……

"Night Owl..."

There was a soft voice coming from the phone, like a coquettish voice. He seemed to be laughing and crying at the same time. Very confused.

Ye Xiao's hand holding the phone tightened.

She drank.

And, obviously drunk.

"I know you changed your number... You have changed your number a long time ago..." Bai Suye murmured softly.

Over in country S, she seemed to be finally tired from walking, so she kicked off her high heels, ignored the cold on the ground, and bent down to squat with her bare feet. Her long black hair hung down, covering half of her face. The other side that was exposed looked increasingly pale and bloodless.

Ye Xiao took a deep breath and said as calmly as possible: "Since you know that I have changed my number, why do you still call me?"

"Yes, why do you want to fight?" She whispered in despair: "I know it, but you won't answer it..."

How much alcohol did this woman drink? Drink yourself so unconsciously.

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