I'm a world apart from you

Chapter 80 Love's Conspiracy (3)
The hazy voice that seemed to come from far away made Wen Ge's chaotic consciousness finally clear up a little, she opened her eyes, her eyelids were as heavy as a thousand catties, this movement alone was too much effort, she simply turned around, Following the voice, she approached him, and stretched out her arms to embrace him indiscriminately: "I'm so tired, don't talk."

As soon as the words finished, Wen Shaoyuan calmed down, looking at her frown that was slightly frowned because of dissatisfaction, he couldn't help but feel complacent, and smiled with curved lips.His deep voice was rustling, with the magnetism and thickness of just waking up, like an ancient record player being rubbed by a thimble, making people itch.

Wen Shaoyuan lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, looked at the sky outside the window, and lay down with her for a while.

Wen Ge slept for more than ten hours, and when he woke up, the sun was dim, so he couldn't tell whether it was morning or afternoon.

As soon as the breath beside him sank, Wen Shaoyuan immediately looked down, seeing that Wenge raised his hand to cover his eyes, adapting to the light, he slightly curled his lips, stretched out his hand generously, and vainly covered the On her eyes: "Don't move, you will get used to it later."

"What time is it?" Her voice was muffled and sounded extraordinarily soft.

"It's two o'clock in the afternoon." Wen Shaoyuan glanced at the time, and now he slid down from the position of leaning against the head of the bed, leaning closer to her, "Did you sleep well?"

The sound that suddenly fell into his ears made Wen Ge dull for a while before he could react. He didn't know whether to answer "yes" or "no".

She raised her hand to hold his wrist, and touched his neatly dressed shirt cuff while groping: "Then why didn't you call me?" with a slightly complaining tone.

Wen Shaoyuan took her hand instead, pulled it to his lips and kissed: "Didn't I call you?"

This straightforward question made Wen Ge suddenly feel guilty.She coughed lightly, cleared her throat, looked at his handsome face so close, and said with a smile, "I'm hungry."

"Get up, the food is warming up for you." Wen Shaoyuan sat up, pulled her hand hard, and supported her back with one hand, "Go out after eating, sleep for so long, one day has already been taken by you Used up half of it."

It was only then that Wen Ge suddenly remembered that he was going back to Wen's house tomorrow.

After washing up and having lunch, Wen Ge and Wen Shaoyuan went out to buy gifts for tomorrow.

Originally planned to buy a chessboard for Mr. Wen, but such an exquisite and magnificent thing is really not the style of Wen Ge, and this kind of better ones are rare gadgets, she has no source, if you count on Wen Shaoyuan, the old man is so good, you can tell it at a glance So in the end, Wen Ge picked a massage machine.When she was in Wen's house before, she was still in junior high school, and she had to go back to Wen's house after school every day. After dinner, the first thing she did was to massage the old man's shoulders.

As for Aunt Xin, I heard from Wen Shaoyuan that Aunt Xin was talking about changing the oven last time, but after the Chinese New Year, there were many things to do, and she never changed it, so she simply bought an oven for Aunt Xin and moved back.

Wen Ge watched Wen Shaoyuan put all the things in the trunk, stared there and studied for a long time, and asked doubtfully, "Would it be strange for me to send these?"

Wen Shaoyuan closed the trunk, glanced at her, and asked, "Are you still out?"

Wen Ge was stunned for a moment, not knowing what it was like in his heart for a while, so he said bitterly, "I don't see the old man treating me as one of his own because of my goodness!"

Wen Shaoyuan's eyes flashed, and seeing her depressed look, he knew that he had said something wrong, raised his hand and rubbed her head lightly, and coaxed softly: "Well, that's because he has no vision, and he treats everyone sincerely. Can't see."

"So you picked up the treasure." Wen Ge raised her hand and poked his chest, through the thick clothes, her strength seemed to be tickling, Wen Shaoyuan suddenly laughed.

Seeing that there was no one around in the parking lot, he grabbed Wen Ge's hand and held it in his palm, bowed his head and kissed him: "Well, it's enough that I know how good you are."

In the blink of an eye, it was the next day.

Wen Ge was thinking about going back to Wen's house today, so he didn't sleep well last night, so he sat on the sofa with a pillow in his arms and yawned early in the morning.

Wen Shaoyuan cooked porridge, fed her some to drink, saw her listless, forced her to sleep for a few more hours, and took her out after lunch.

The rare sunny day in City A swept away the haze of the previous few days. The sky was as blue as an upside-down lake, with occasional white clouds drifting past, like rippling water patterns.

The quiet street gradually became lively, with the sound of cars and people, noisy and lively.

In the world of white snow, bright red lanterns hang on the branches, setting off the whole city is extraordinarily beaming.

Wen Ge didn't speak all the way, as if an old monk had fallen into samadhi.

As soon as I drove into the villa area, I saw only neat buildings in the distance.

After ten years, the renovation, decoration, construction, and development here are already different from ten years ago, but those familiar roads are clearly engraved in her mind just like when they came here.

That year, Wen Jing and Jiang Junyu took her home. When she sat on the back seat of the car and looked out through the glass window, her heart was turbulent.She was looking forward to seeing the old man, looking forward to reuniting with Wen Shaoyuan, and looking forward to her future life, but she never thought that Wen Jing and Jiang Junyu both passed away in just one year, and her life after that was turned upside down The change.

Wen Ge sometimes couldn't help but wonder, if Wen Jing and Jiang Junyu were fine now and nothing happened, would the situation be completely different from what it is today?At least she should not fall in love with Wen Shaoyuan, even if she does, she will completely restrain herself from killing him.

It's just that this kind of assumption is meaningless after all, at least until now, she has never regretted it, whether it is about loving him or choosing him from the beginning.

The familiar gate was opened in front of Wen Ge, and behind the gate, the tall and straight pine tree like a guard seemed to have grown a lot taller, and the verdant green branches were still pressing down on the white snow.

The car stopped in the front yard, Wen Shaoyuan didn't get out of the car in a hurry, but unlocked it first, and pulled the person who was going to get out of the car back: "Ready?"

Wen Ge has already done a night of mental training, plus Sui Anran knew that she was going back to Wen's house today, so she came to help out early in the morning, she is completely calm at this moment - anyway, it is impossible for the situation to be worse than the current situation , what else is there to be afraid of?

As Sui Anran said, she came here just as a junior should have the etiquette, there is no need to be humble and compromise.

Since she didn't do something wrong and came to apologize, why should she feel guilty?

Her clear eyes met him, even if Wen Ge didn't say anything, Wen Shaoyuan could understand her calmness and relief from her eyes.

"Very good." He let go of his hand, his eyes flashed slightly, bright and clear.

Wen Ge rubbed the tip of his nose, then nodded: "Let's go, it's already too late."

Wen Ge was a little surprised by the person who opened the door.

Wen Jingran looked at Wen Ge who raised his hand as if knocking on the door, and bent his lips: "You're back?"

Wen Ge was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and laughed, and said softly and firmly: "Yes, I'm back."

Different from the appearance of wearing a white coat when I saw Wen Jingran many times in the past, he was dressed very casually today, only a comfortable white casual sweater. The whole person was shrouded in the soft light of the entrance, and even his eyebrows and eyes were extraordinarily soft.

Wen Jingran raised his head and looked back. When he saw Wen Shaoyuan, the smile on his lips became even wider. He stepped forward and hugged Wen Shaoyuan: "You are late, you are the last to arrive."

"I always waited for you before, but if you waited once, I'm getting impatient?" Wen Shaoyuan reprimanded him lightly, pressed his shoulder gently, and led Wen Ge into the room.

Sui Anran can't sit for a long time now, and is resting in the room.Wen Jingfan stayed with her in the room and did not come downstairs.

Wen Shiqian came instead, occupying a couch, with a thin blanket on his lap, and was hugging Wen Jingran's girlfriend, talking in a low voice, when he saw Wen Ge, he quickly waved: "The information is wrong! I thought you Come in the morning, they will kill you at dawn. Come, let my sister see if she has gained weight in the past few days?"

Wen Shaoyuan was a few steps behind Wen Ge and was talking to Wen Jingran. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and asked in a bad tone: "Your name is still sister?"

Wen Shiqian was obviously also taken aback for a moment, then raised his brows, and when his smile was completely closed, his delicate face looked extraordinarily glamorous: "Is it a disadvantage for the person I'm covering to call me 'little aunt'?" , seemed to realize that something was wrong, her dark eyes rolled, and she immediately laughed: "Hey, I really made a mistake, change my words, change my words..."

This time it's Wen Ge's turn to be embarrassed - this relationship is constantly being cut and messed up.

Before she could take a good look at Wen Jingran's girlfriend, she heard a long-lost voice from the second floor: "Are you here? Come up."

Wen Ge looked up.

A large swath of sunlight cast from behind Mr. Wen, covering his figure in it.He had a sullen face, still a familiar look, but he had aged a lot through the vicissitudes of life.Those eyes are still full of energy, far away, as if substantial, majestic and shocking, still familiar to Wen Ge.

The library on the second floor.

The changes in the study are not small, the wooden floor has been re-laid, the original crystal chandelier has been replaced with a Chinese-style chandelier, and the light-colored ceramic lampshade is soft and bright.The layout seems to have changed as well. There is a high stool on both sides of the large bookshelf, on which are placed blue and white porcelain vases, filled with unknown flowers.A screen is placed inside the half-moon-shaped arch on the innermost side. The high mountains and dense bamboo forests on the screen reveal a sense of loneliness from a distance.

The old man was listening to an opera, and the melody was melodious and low-pitched.He was lying on the rocking chair with his eyes closed, the corners of his lips curled up slightly as if he was smiling, and his fingers resting on the armrest tapped lightly in time with the rhythm.The screen blocked the sunlight, and the old man's black practice clothes looked particularly gloomy.

Except for the shaking rocking chair and the old man's fingers tapping in time, everything was as quiet as if he had entered another ancient time and space.

Wen Ge unconsciously relaxed his breathing.

Wen Shaoyuan looked down at her, squeezed her hand hard, and when she frowned, he looked away again, and led her to stand in front of the old man.

The rocking chair paused for a moment, and then returned to its previous calmness, shaking gently: "Sit down and talk."

Wen Ge sat down with Wen Shaoyuan in the row closest to the old man among the two rows of sandalwood chairs in the center of the study without saying a word.The hard wooden chair is covered with soft cushions. Judging from the design and color, it should be Aunt Xin's masterpiece. The elegant peonies embroidered add a lot of color to the cold and hard space.

The old man hummed a ditty and sang along for a while. The old man's voice would occasionally break and become hoarse, which sounded extraordinarily lonely.

I don't know how long he sat like this, the old man sat up now, his gaze was like a falcon, and he glanced at the two of them steadily, then he pursed his lips and stood up.

Singer Wen had a kettle next to her. When she was distracted just now, she was researching whether the water was hot or cold. After much deliberation, she felt that with Aunt Xin's careful temperament, it was more likely that this was hot tea.Seeing the old man walking towards the desk at this moment, she raised her eyebrows and poured him a cup of tea sideways.When the light brown tea poured out from the spout, the fragrance of barley tea permeated the air at the same time.

She lowered her eyes, raised her hand slightly, and when she was still a little away from the mouth of the cup, she raised the teapot and put it back on the table.

When he turned around to look, the old man was lighting incense in front of the desk, and the fine piece of agarwood was placed in the exquisitely shaped incense burner, and white smoke curled up in an instant.

"Jing Ran gave this to me. What is it called Cloisonne?" The old man smiled and sat down on the wooden chair beside him, his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the smoker for a while, and he raised his hand to pour water from the teacup.

Wen Ge knew the old man's daily habits like the back of his hand, seeing his behavior, he handed the freshly poured barley tea to his hand.

The old man paused, stared at the teacup for a while, then took it, brought it to his lips and took a sip: "Since years ago, I have been dreaming about your grandma, and I think she is lonely underground alone, Come ask me to accompany her."

Wen Shaoyuan frowned slightly: "Grandpa."

"For so long, alone... If it wasn't for Aunt Xin's company all the time, I really wouldn't be able to survive this day." The old man laughed as he spoke. They were all gloomy, "I told your grandma, this year Jingran brought back his girlfriend, I'm quite satisfied, as long as the child likes it. You juniors, don't let me worry about it. When it's like this At this age, only Jing Fan has a follow-up." The old man took a sip of tea again: "I always feel that my time is running out recently, and I have thought about many things over and over again, and I always feel that nothing is satisfactory... "

The old man chatted with the two of them for a while, and stopped to rest for a while when he was tired.

Wen Ge was pouring tea at the side, and when the pot was exhausted, he finally heard the old man get to the point: "What do you two plan to do in the future?"

"Marry." Wen Shaoyuan took the words, his eyes were clear, and he looked at Mr. Wen without hesitation.

The latter only glanced lightly, and said in a low tone: "You have emptied my power, and you know that I can't stand you, so you have such confidence? You know, I have always disagreed with you."

Wen Shaoyuan seemed to laugh, and said slowly: "It's been so many years, is it serious, you should see clearly."

The old man was about to pick up the teacup. Hearing this, he paused for a long time before retracting his hand, putting it on the armrest, and smiling slightly self-deprecatingly: "See clearly. I can't hold you back. If we want to be together, I have two conditions. "The old man lowered his voice slightly. Although he was speaking to two people, his eyes were only fixed on Wen Ge: "If you want to sign a prenuptial agreement, Wen Ge, you have to voluntarily give up any property related to the Wen family. Two..." He paused slightly, his eyes flickered slightly, and his voice was deep and deep: "I am the officiant."

The last three words fell to the ground with sound, lingering in Wen Ge's ears for a long time, with echoes.

"I don't like to explain anything. You just think I'm stubborn, but you don't know why I'm stubborn." The old man sighed softly, turned his head and fiddled with the white smoke from the smoker: "If you didn't think you were from the Wen family , Why should I spend all this effort?"

(End of this chapter)