Did this mean that the problem did not lie in the presence of Lan Wanrou, but in herself?
Tang Bao was dejected and in despair.
The text message on her phone rang.
Tang Bao came back to her senses and took out her phone from her pocket.
It was a message from Wan Milai, asking her how she was doing.
Tang Bao thought for a while, and a few drops of tears fell on the phone.
She wiped the screen and sent a message to Wan Milai: "I'm fine."
It was midnight.
Tang Bao left the desk.
He swept all the fragments into the drawer and closed the drawer. He pretended that nothing had happened.
Tang Bao took a shower and went to bed.
She opened and closed her eyes, but all she saw was Di Haotian's cold and heartless black eyes.
What should she do?
Tang Bao told herself.
This was because Di Haotian was sick.
There was not only a demon living in Di Haotian's body, but also something else.
That was why he became so scary.
No.
He had always been scary.
It was just that he no longer indulged her …
Tang Bao dreamed.
She dreamed that she had returned to the past.
The scene of her and Di Haotian together.
It was like a movie clip that had been edited. It was very moving, and the experience was heart-wrenching.
When she woke up, the corners of her eyes were full of tears, and even the pillow was wet.
It turned out that when one was deeply sad, they would cry even when they were asleep.
Tang Bao looked at the time. She had overslept.
However, she was not in a hurry to find Di Haotian.
She felt that it might not be a good thing to meet Di Haotian now.
Moreover, she had not adjusted her mentality at all.
What kind of expression should she have when she saw Di Haotian? Silence? Talk?
Tang Bao's emotions had not settled down after a night. She was afraid that she would not be able to control her emotions and argue with Di Haotian.
Tang Bao got out of bed slowly, washed up, and put on her clothes.
When she went downstairs, she did not see Di Haotian.
Unsurprisingly, he entered the restaurant.
"Young Madam, the Young Master went to Tei." Zhang Li was afraid that Tang Bao would be unhappy, so he wanted to say that the Young Master wasn't around because of work and nothing else.
He wanted to make the Tang Bao feel better.
Tang Bao understood her good intentions and said, "I'm fine. I have to go to the company after I finish eating. "
After eating, Tang Bao left the castle and went to his company.
Wan Milai saw Tang Bao enter the office in low spirits and asked, "Are you okay?"
"Not bad."
Wan Milai didn't see anything good about it.
Yesterday, when Tang Bao replied to her that he was fine, she felt that something was wrong.
With the Young Master's style after losing his memory, how could he let go of Tang Bao so easily?
Tang Bao sat in front of his desk and tried to forget everything with his work.
No one knew how long he had been working.
Wan Milai walked over and said, "Tang Bao, it's time to eat."
Tang Bao was slightly stunned. "So fast? What time is it? "
"It's almost twelve o 'clock."
Tang Bao looked at Wan Milai and said, "Go and eat! I don't want to eat. "
"That won't do. If you don't eat, I won't eat either," Wan Milai said.
Tang Bao stood up helplessly. "Then let's go!"
During the meal, Tang Bao didn't eat much, but Wan Milai watched and felt that it was better than not eating at all.
"Tang Bao, you're just like that time. Because of Di Junbai's incident, you're in the same pain as Di Haotian's cold war. Tang Bao, have you ever thought of … giving up? "Wan Milai asked.
Tang Bao slowly raised his head and looked at Wan Milai with the rice in his mouth.
Then, he swallowed it without chewing.
"You said … giving up?" When those two words came out of Tang Bao's mouth, it was as if they were connected to his heart. It was painful.
"I don't want to see you in so much pain," Wan Milai said. Looking at Tang Bao's blank expression, he couldn't bear it. "In the past, I always felt that you and the Young Emperor were a couple. No matter how sad or depressed you were, in the end, the Young Emperor still indulged you and doted on you. His possessiveness towards you made me envious. But now, I'm afraid that you won't be able to persevere. When the time comes, it will hurt you instead.
"If you've always had delicious food in your mouth, one day, you won't be able to eat it anymore. You'll miss that taste very much. Di Haotian's kindness to me was delicious food. I ate it every day, and I even ate too much, which made me feel helpless. But now, I can't eat it even if I want to. Other than missing it and working hard to get it, I don't know how else I can save myself. " Tang Bao said sadly. Then, he looked at Wan Milai, who felt sorry for him, and said, "You said that you're afraid that I won't be able to persevere, but I know that I have to persevere because Di Haotian is only sick. When he recovers, everything will be fine."
"Then how long are you going to wait?" Wan Milai asked.
It had been so long, but Di Haotian didn't show any signs of recovering his memory.
It felt like it was getting worse.
If he continued to wait, he didn't know what unknown and terrifying things would happen.
"I don't know, but Milai, I'll keep waiting. I won't give up on Di Haotian." Tang Bao's eyes were filled with pain, but he was still so determined.
Wan Milai could understand Tang Bao's state of mind very well.
Di Haotian was indeed 'sick', and it was caused by Tang Bao.
Tang Bao not only felt guilty, but he also didn't want to abandon Di Haotian at this time. Otherwise, what was the difference between 'flying away in the face of disaster'?
It had to be said that Wan Milai's advice just now was selfish. She didn't want to see Tang Bao being tortured by Di Haotian every day.
"In the worst case scenario, what if he's like this for the rest of his life?" Wan Milai asked.
Tang Bao was silent for a long time before she raised her head. Her eyes were clear and resolute. "That's my fate."
Fate to be captured by Di Haotian.
Fate to fall in love with Di Haotian.
Fate to be forgotten by Di Haotian.
Fate to be ignored and lonely for the rest of his life.
If this was really fate, what was the use of forcing it?
Tang Bao couldn't help but find joy in the midst of bitterness. He felt that he was really brave.
Not leaving and not abandoning was a very noble character.
What else could Wan Milai do but sigh?
She knew that she couldn't persuade Tang Bao.
When she wasn't with Tang Bao, Wan Milai called He Jue.
"I say, wasn't yesterday's incident very serious?"
"Very seriously."
"How serious was it?"
"No one in the castle dared to go near the Young Master," He Jue said. "The Young Master and the Young Madam slept in separate rooms last night. The Young Madam was chased out. "
"…" Wan Milai was hateful. Why did He Jue have to be so clear? Was he afraid that she couldn't feel the humiliation and helplessness?
"If someone is behind this, the consequences won't be optimistic."
He Jue said that it wasn't optimistic. It must be more terrifying than Wan Milai thought.
The whole thing was, of course, started by Yu Sanghuan.
She even knew that once it started, it couldn't be stopped. Did she have to wait for Di Haotian and Tang Bao to reconcile?
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