Marry first, love later: wife, don't divorce

At that time, she also ate too many melons, and her stomach was full of water, and because it was a bonfire built in the field, there were no toilets around. Lin Yuxin asked what kind of toilet she wanted, so she went to a place farther away and found a haystack for 2 minutes Just solve it, there is no one around anyway.

So she walked towards the place where there was a haystack, because she was still a little shy, so she walked about 300 meters away, and there was a large grain haystack over there.

Sure enough, there was no one around, her bladder was tight, so she lifted her skirt and squatted down behind the grain and hay, and finally let herself relax with a splash of water.

The moment Zhan stood up, she saw a blue flame ignited at another small grain and haystack next to her, and with the help of the blue flame, she saw that young and handsome face. He raised his head and smiled at her, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth.

Because of the wind at night, he held the small, faint blue flame with his hands, and the hazy red light overflowed from between his fingers. He suddenly felt that what he was holding was not the flame, but the flame. It was the rising sun. On a dark and windy night, the red light was dazzling, just like her blushing cheeks.

He held the faint blue flame with his hand, and then slowly brought it to his mouth, Ruyu suddenly realized that what he was holding was not just a cigarette, but a pipe , and there was a cigarette in the butt.

That night, she got acquainted with Kim Jong-nan in this way, and then they walked back to their bonfire party together. Only then did she know that he came with Lan Ruoshui, and Lan Ruoshui was his cousin.

For a long time afterwards, Ruyu would unknowingly name the love between her and Kim Jong-nam as the love of matches. She thought that as long as the matches could keep burning, their love would last forever.

However, in fact, this is her beautification of love. In fact, the match is far from having such a strong burning power. It is just such a short one, and it will burn to the end soon.

And some things, since you have endless heat, you keep lighting the matches, but in the cold winter months and the days when the sky is full of snow, no amount of heat can be burned, let alone matches. Even if it is scratched, it will not burn.

"Would you like one?" Zheng Junji's nice voice interrupted Ru Yu's memory, and when Ru Yu raised her eyes to look at him, he had already handed her a cigarette.

Ruyu looked at the white hand in front of her, at the silver-white smoke that was almost as natural as his fingers, shook her head slightly, and looked at the man named Zheng Junji in front of her with the help of the dim light in the corridor.

Under the dim light, his face looked a little tired, or haggard. There was a complicated, unclear, but somewhat ambiguous taste in his deep eyes. She turned around and left almost instinctively.

Later, Zheng Junji asked her in doubt: "Che Ruyu, are you best at drawing or turning around?"

Ruyu often thinks that she is good at drawing, but she is still used to turning around, right?

She is used to letting go and not being attached, perhaps it is for this reason that her marriage to Kim Jong Nam ended in three years.

Ruyu walked into the restaurant again, and the dinner was almost over. Mrs. Song was giving a speech of thanks to everyone, while Minister Song and Mrs. Song kept bowing to everyone and saying thank you.