throbbing marriage

Chapter 29

Ji Wan exclaimed, and almost instinctively went to pull He Yuhan, but He Yuhan remained motionless, letting the corner of the ashtray hit his forehead, making a muffled sound, and then "bang" fell to the ground and shattered.

A few traces of blood seeped from the forehead and slid down his cheeks, but he didn't even frown, he stood straight on the spot, his eyes still looked at He Ning without retreating.He Yutong, who was sitting next to him, was happily nibbling on chocolates, but when he saw this movement, he burst into tears with a "wow", and the chocolates fell to the ground: "Brother... my brother is bleeding... my brother is going to die...".

"Go get the medicine box." He Weifang reacted almost immediately, quickly stepped forward to cover He Yuhan's wound, and yelled at Nanny An beside her.

The girl next to the sofa turned pale, and forced a smile to pull He Ning's arm: "Grandpa He scared me to death, don't be angry with Yuhan, Yuhan has always respected you in his heart, he just got into the horns. "

The old man beside him also came to smooth things over: "Okay, Lao He, there is no one in this generation who is stubborn and makes mistakes. From now on, he will know that we are all for him."

Several female family members including Zhan Yun stood up, whether it was sincere or not, they all persuaded and helped, and immediately pushed Ji Wan away from He Yuhan.

Ji Wan's heart beat wildly involuntarily, beating her chest again and again, the bright red blood continued to magnify in front of her eyes, an uncontrollable pain rose from her heart, she had to use all her strength to stop The impulse to throw himself to He Yuhan's side controlled his hands and feet.

He Weilan, who had been watching coldly, looked at her with great interest, then at He Yuhan, and said with a soft smile, "Be courageous."

Ji Wan felt more and more unhappy. These relatives of He Yuhan were really... Could this be the daily life of a wealthy family?Especially this grandpa, she couldn't help but think of her own grandma, who was so kind and amiable, and never hesitated to say a word about her since she was a child, it was a world of difference: "Is he always so... fierce?"

"Fierce?" He Weilan laughed dumbly, "It's the best result if he is willing to hit someone, which shows that there is still room for improvement."

Ji Wan looked at He Ning suspiciously, indeed, although He Ning's face was livid with anger, his eyes fell on He Yuhan's wound from time to time, with unconcealable concern.

"I admire that kid a little bit, he really came prepared," He Weilan said thoughtfully, "It's strange, no matter how you look at it, you two don't seem to be in love to death, I lost my eyesight."

Ji Wan was startled in his heart, but his face remained calm, and he asked lightly: "Then what do you think we should love to die?"

"For example, now, shouldn't you rush to treat the wound and then express your heart to the old man with tears in your eyes? Why do you still have the time to observe our family's words and deeds, and chat with me?" He Weilan's sharp eyes fell on her in the eyes.

Ji Wan looked at him calmly: "I think standing by your lover's side when he needs it most is better than showing your presence all the time. Some people just do the opposite. This little wound... ..."

He Weilan's complexion suddenly changed, with pain in his eyes, he suddenly turned around and walked out.

Ji Wan was stunned, she didn't know what she said wrong.

"Wanwan." He Yuhan's voice came from behind him, Ji Wan turned his head, and saw him surrounded by a group of people with a helpless face, with a gauze on his forehead, which made his originally stern look a little funny.

The corners of Ji Wan's mouth couldn't help but bend, and he walked up to him in a few steps, naturally took his outstretched hand, and complained softly: "You're so stupid, I don't know how to move faster."

"Okay, okay, today is Dad's birthday banquet, we will discuss everything until tomorrow," He Weifang smiled stiffly, "There are a large group of guests outside, Yuhan, don't let them make fun of you."

"Yes," He Weiting also smiled kindly, "Dad, calm down and put this aside for now. Good health and a long life are the most important thing."

The people below all echoed, He Yuling helped He Ning calm down, and He Yutong timidly pulled He Ning's hand, sobbing and said in a childish voice: "Grandpa...Grandpa, don't be angry with brother Alright...Tongtong will give you all the chocolate..."

He Ning was silent for a moment, his face paled, and he smiled at the old man beside him: "Old Shen, Wei Ya, I let you two see a joke, let's go out and get together with old friends first, all this As we get older, we get together less often."

The crowd filed out following He Ning, and He Weifang walked at the end. He couldn't help but tugged at He Yuhan: "Okay, come quickly and take a family portrait."

The photographers are all ready, this is the family rule of the He family, every year He Ning will take a family portrait on his birthday, and after so many years, almost no one has pulled it off.

He Yuhan pulled Ji Wan and stood beside him, it seemed that he had no intention of taking pictures together.

Few outsiders saw the scene in the living room just now, but now there are all the people celebrating the birthday, relatives, friends, business partners, nearly a hundred pairs of eyes staring at it, and several of them began to whisper suspiciously.Xi Yan was also standing not far from them, his originally sloppy expression became dignified, with concern in his eyes.

Ji Wan secretly pushed He Yuhan: "Go quickly, don't make it too ugly."

He Yuhan remained motionless.

Ji Wan was a little anxious: "Didn't you say you want to stir up trouble with your family? If it goes on like this, you will have to sever ties with your family, so why bother?"

He Yuhan stared at her for a while, his deep eyes made it hard to see his emotions: "Don't you want to stand by my side and take a family portrait with me?"

"Do you think it's possible?" According to He Ning's posture just now, I'm afraid he can't wait to kill her.

He Yuhan smiled slightly: "My grandfather cares about face the most, and He Yu is more important than anything else. There are important things to announce today, and there are many important people. Otherwise, why do you think I chose this day?"

After finishing speaking, he strode forward, Ji Wan was caught off guard, and he staggered two steps before he could keep up with him.

"Grandpa, I wish you longevity and good health." He Yuhan handed over a sandalwood box, "This is a red sandalwood Buddhist bead from the Ming Dynasty. Wanwan and I went to Qianlong Temple to ask Zen Master Fahua to consecrate and bless you."

This is an obvious lie, Ji Wan's face is a little dry.

He Ning snorted coldly, unmoved.

He Yuhan took out the red sandalwood Buddha beads, put his gloves on He Ning's hand, but took a step back, still holding Ji Wan's hand, without the slightest intention of joining the team.

The eyes on the side are different, puzzled, interested, probing, and even malicious.

"Don't get in the way, go to your father's place." He Ning finally opened his mouth.

He Yuhan calmly pulled Ji Wan to stand beside He Wei'an and Zhan Yun.

As the photographer pressed the shutter, the family portrait of the He family this year was frozen in an instant.

It was almost three o'clock after the birthday banquet at noon, and the news that He Yuhan was supposed to be the head of the Heyu Consortium was not announced. No matter how old and cunning he was, He Weiting's face almost burst into laughter.

After seeing off the guests, He Ning went upstairs and didn't come down. Originally, according to the usual practice, the evening would be a relatively relaxed family dinner, but now it seemed that everyone was not in the mood and looked embarrassed.

He Yuhan was so happy that no one would bother him, he dragged Ji Wan to visit the old house where he lived since he was a child.

The building of the old house has a history of more than a hundred years. It has been renovated once in the middle. There are two buildings in total, one tall and one short. The building is a small three-story western-style building. He Ning has no separated family. Except for the adult grandchildren who don't like to be restrained, several sons live in it. Even He Weifang has a place to live, so that the family can come to visit on weekends.

He Yuhan's room was on the west side of the third floor, and it was very tidy inside, and there was a bottle of freshly trimmed lilies on the bedside table.

"My mother likes arranging flowers. Aunt An learned a lot from my mother, and she still keeps this habit." He Yuhan looked at the vase of flowers, with rare tenderness in his eyes.

That must be a quiet and beautiful woman.

A young woman in a cheongsam appeared in front of Ji Wan's eyes, with a sweet smile on her mouth, standing quietly by the window sill, cutting flowers and branches, with sparse shadows and swaying fragrance, like a chic painting of a beautiful lady.

"How...how did she die?" she blurted out.

There was a glint of gloom in He Yuhan's eyes, and it took a while before he said, "I got depression and committed suicide."

Ji Wan was taken aback: "How come..."

"There was an accident at my grandfather's house, and my mother was always in a bad mood. Later, I found out that it was depression. After a period of treatment, we all thought she was cured, but one day she committed suicide for no reason."

He Yuhan's voice did not fluctuate, but Ji Wan could hear the heavy and depressive sorrow. At this moment, time seemed to turn back, and He Yuhan was no longer the man who controlled everything from above, but the boy who mourned his dead mother with her under the moonlit night .

She subconsciously wanted to comfort her, but she didn't know what to say. In the face of this pain, all words were pale.

He Yuhan's hand touched her cheek, caressed it lightly, and murmured: "It's good to have you here. Thinking of this, I don't feel too sad."

Ji Wan froze, and after such a moment of hesitation, He Yuhan let go of his hand, and led her to the study with a calm expression: "Come, let's take a look inside."

The study room is very simple, with a bookcase and a reclining chair. The books in the bookcase are old, and many of them are starting to turn yellow. Ji Wan glanced at them in a hurry. They are almost all textbooks and study materials from high school, and there are still some books in the middle. A certificate of merit, which reads the second prize of Ji'an Experimental Middle School's New Year's Day Art Show.

"You still keep it?" A hint of surprise flashed in Ji Wan's eyes.

"I'll keep everything related to you." He Yuhan's voice was low and slow.

Ji Wan avoided his gaze, and said unnaturally: "I... lost it all."

He Yuhan's eyes froze: "It's okay, I'll just keep it in my heart."

The atmosphere was a bit dull all of a sudden, Ji Wan picked out a book casually, and pretended to look down at it, only halfway through the page did she realize that it was a sophomore Chinese book, and the familiar words caught her eyes, and she read it with great interest.

Seeing her drooping eyelashes and soft side face, He Yuhan's stuffy chest became a little smoother, what's the matter, now she is by his side, she is his legal wife, he has plenty of time for her to think about it slowly from the past.

"Stay here for a while, I'll say goodbye to grandpa and the others."

"Don't you have dinner yet?"

"Don't eat, we are newlyweds today, so it's not too much to have a two-person world, right?" He Yuhan said lightly, walked outside, and paused in the middle of the walk, "You turn to page 78 and have a look."

Before Ji Wan could react, his figure disappeared at the door.

A little restless.

Ji Wan took two deep breaths, flipped through the pages casually, and finally couldn't hold back, and turned to page No.70.

On it is a poem by Liu Yong's Yu Linling, and next to the ancient poem is He Yuhan's handwriting, stroke by stroke, revealing a sharp momentum, all written "Ji Wan", almost covering the whole page In all the blank spaces, and behind the sentence "I was speechless and choked", the word "Ji Wan" was drawn into a three-dimensional stroke with a black pen, penetrating the back of the paper, almost tearing the paper.

Ji Wan stared blankly for a long while, then suddenly remembered that the day the two of them broke up, the Chinese teacher just adjusted the learning progress and taught the ancient poems in this lesson ahead of schedule.

She bit her lip, and her eyes felt hot: the writing in her eyes was like pieces of iron, burning her eyeballs.

Quickly closing the book and stuffing it into the bookcase, she walked to the window in a few steps, opened the window, and the evening wind blew in. She closed her eyes and let herself go for a few minutes, and her chaotic mood calmed down a little.

The garden view outside the window is very beautiful, the trees are trimmed very neatly, the grass in the front yard is lush, the fence is covered with beautiful wisteria flowers, pagoda trees, camphor trees, and sweet-scented osmanthus trees are well arranged, and there are even some unique rows near the outer wall of the first floor Xiuzhu.

Suddenly, her eyes froze, and beside Xiuzhu leaning against the wall, there were two people half-hidden in the shade of a tree, as if they were arguing fiercely.

(End of this chapter)