Love is like melting

Chapter 100

The next day, when Ji Yerong woke up, he saw a sleeping handsome face. Because the distance was too close, the eyelashes of the other party could be clearly counted one by one.

The scene from last night played quickly in my mind.

Ji Yerong's delicate brows frowned, getting tighter and tighter, and her white teeth involuntarily bit her lips.

She knows that it is very common for people to have desires, and most people are loyal to their own desires, but this "most people" should not include themselves, and they cannot include themselves.

After all, he is married.

Moreover, she also...

Lian Mo, who had already woken up, thought of helplessness. Once she woke up, she would return to Ji Yerong, who kept everything in her heart and was always silent.

Before his body moved, he took her into the deepest part of his arms with a long arm, and gently pecked her lips with a smile: "Let me hold her for a while, I always feel like I was dreaming last night. "

Ji Yerong's body froze, and he looked up at his handsome face, feeling that his words were a little sad.

Because she had never seen him so unconfident, as if he was worrying about gains and losses.

Worry about gains and losses, because of yourself?
Although Lian Mo really wanted to hold her in his arms and sleep from early morning until dusk, but there were many things waiting for him to deal with, so he got up and took a shower first.

After coming out of the bathroom, Ji Yerong had already changed into an army green shirt, a goose yellow skirt, and the hem of the shirt was tied together, elegant yet neat.

Sitting in front of the mirror, she seemed to be thinking about what to do with her long black and smooth hair.

Lian Mo walked over, took the hair from her hand, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "I'll do it."

With the other hand, she picked up the mahogany comb on the dressing table, and combed her long hair carefully and gently, from head to tail, very carefully.

Lian Mo had never combed a woman's hair, she was the only one. At first his technique was unfamiliar, but after a few times of practical practice, his fingers are now extremely nimble, and the hair he combed was even better than Ji Yerong's. nice.

Because every time she either tied it up casually, or dumped it casually on her shoulders; Lian Mo pulled her long hair up and fixed it with beautiful hairpins, fluffy and moderate, leaving a few ends of her hair On both sides of the collarbone, casual and natural.

"Long-haired Junxin, fortunately, we will never forget each other!" He groaned in a low hoarse voice, his dark eyes stared at the delicate woman in the mirror, his eyebrows were clear, as elegant as a white flower, and there was nothing in his eyes. To conceal his nostalgia and obsession with her.

Ji Yerong's heart trembled slightly. He didn't know if it was because of the poem he read, or because his eyes were too revealing.

Lian Mo carried her downstairs to have breakfast, and suggested that she go to the presidential palace with him after breakfast.

Now the outside world's evaluation of the two of them can be guessed without having to look at them. It is nothing more than a story of a man's scumbag and a woman's scumbag's derailment in marriage.

Anyway, both Yeyuan and the Presidential Palace are surrounded by reporters, and it's the same everywhere. He might as well bring her by his side and put her under his nose, so that he can feel at ease.

Ji Yerong didn't think about it for too long, because Lian Mo picked her up and walked out without caring about her opinion at all.

Ji Yerong hadn't come to his office for a long time, and when Lian Mo went to a meeting, she used his computer to receive information from Fu Zhen.

The phone was on speakerphone, and there was a voice from Shihuan, "We found 14 customers who bought the 'Girl of Light'. After investigation, the people who are using these shoes are still in Yancheng. The others were not in Yancheng that day. She was attending a public event, there were videos and many witnesses, only this woman, she was in Yancheng, and she said she didn’t go out in the hotel that day, but we can’t rule out that she left the hotel and no one knew about it.”

Ji Yerong opened the photo, and the woman in the photo was the woman she saw before having dinner with Lian Jing yesterday, her brows were slightly frowned, "Do you have any information about her?"

"Her name is Ji Xiangjun, her father is from country M, and her mother is from Thailand. She was born in Thailand and lived with her mother since she was a child. She has never met her father. But we found two very interesting phenomena when we investigated. One is We went to check her father’s information, and there was this person in the information, but the photo and the information were not the same person at all; the person on the information had died a long time ago, and no one knew the person on the photo; The mistress of a drug dealer, after the drug dealer was arrested and imprisoned, she and her mother lived in no fixed place, and there was a lot of information that could not be found. When she was 20 years old, she suddenly became the boss of a company. The company has grown in size over the years , all over the country, the company’s accounts look normal on the surface, it can be said to be perfect, but in fact there are many unidentified capital flows, no one has checked, or they don’t check.”

Ji Yerong frowned, looking through several different photos of Ji Xiangjun. He was charming, charming and charming. It would not be an exaggeration to describe her in eight words.

Ji Yerong wasn't sure if she was the DK he was looking for.

"Keep an eye on her, I need more information about her, including her hobbies, living habits and schedule, etc."

"Yes." Shi Huan hesitated after answering, "Captain—"

"Speak!" As soon as she heard Shi Huan's tone, she knew that Shi Huan had something to say.

"Didn't you ask us to find out who the crown prince had contact with before his death? We found out that the crown prince stayed in Yuner Manor most of the time, and occasionally went to the children's activity center to play. Those who had contact with the crown prince during that time Except for Yuner's servants and guards, there is only one person left."

Shi Huan paused, as if he was trying to show off.

Ji Yerong didn't ask any questions, but quietly waited for Shihuan's next words.

"That person is Mrs. Jing's husband, Minister of Finance, Xu Sizhe."

Xu Sizhe?

Ji Yerong frowned.

How could it be him?
When Lian Mo came back from the meeting, she had already ended the call, and the data in the computer was completely cleared, but the computer was not turned off. The computer wallpaper was a hand-painted flower, an unopened flower, with two green and white flowers wrapped in an egg-shaped bud. The side sepals are solitary on the slender upright pedicel, like a girl with her head bowed in thought.

Ji Yerong didn't look carefully, but he didn't know what kind of flower it was. He kept his eyes down, as if he was thinking about something.

Lian Mo walked over to put down the documents, and just as Ji Yerong looked up at him, he immediately picked her up, sat down by himself, and let her sit on his lap.

Ji Yerong struggled to get down. This was in the office, and someone would come in at any time. Such an ambiguous posture was indecent.

Lian Mo slapped her with a big palm, "Be honest, I've slept through, and nothing can bite you when you sit on my lap."

Ji Yerong couldn't hold back anymore, and gave him a cold look, warning him not to mention what happened last night again.

Lian Mo smiled, put one hand on her waist, held the mouse in the other, looked at the computer, opened the mailbox to check emails, "Are you bored alone?"

Ji Yerong shook her head, she had a lot of things to do, how could she be bored.

Lian Mo stopped holding the mouse, and looked at her sideways, "Ayu, I'm talking to you, you have to answer me, it's not boring."

Ji Yerong frowned, she shook her head, he could see it, so why bother to answer?

Skeletal fingers brushed her hanging hair and put it behind Linglong's ears: "Why don't you want to talk? Like a stuffy gourd, will it be suffocated?"

He squeezed her cheek with his fingers, and stared at her with pampering and helpless eyes.

"I've always been like this." Ji Yerong finally spoke without hesitation, took his finger away, and the light in his eyes swept across the screen saver on the desktop. There were two hand-painted red flowers, which looked like the same flower as the wallpaper.

It's just that these two flowers are in full bloom, and the 4 thin petals on the flowers are as thin as silk, bright and clean like silk, and the light corolla is like blossoming red halos and pieces of colored silk.

She didn't want him to be entangled in the question of whether to speak or not, so she changed the subject and asked, "What kind of flower is this?"

Lian Mo raised his eyebrows: "You don't know?"

Ji Yerong seemed to shake his head, and then said, "It's pretty."

Lian Mo raised her thin lips very lightly, and asked her again: "Do you know why I chose 'Yu' as your character?"

Ji Yerong still shook his head.

"During the First World War, the few plants left on the barren land were poppies. When soldiers wrote letters home, they would put a poppy in their letters. On Remembrance_Day in the UK, whether it is Ordinary people, soldiers or prime ministers will wear a poppies on their chests, commemorating those soldiers who died in the war, and also implying that those soldiers are immortal. Belgium even uses it as the national flower, also known as: the national flower Sorrow."

Lian Mo patiently explained to her the origin of the poppies.

Ji Yerong narrowed his eyes and murmured, "The body is dead and the soul is immortal, the love of the country will die."

Looking up at the computer screen, such a beautiful flower is a poppy, but it has such a heavy historical background.

Later, Ji Yerong accidentally saw Yu Meiren's information and found out that it was more than that.

During the conflict between Chu and Han in China, Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, had a concubine named Yu.

Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, was at the depletion of jade soldiers and little food. At night, he heard songs of besieged from all sides. He mourned that the situation was over. Facing Yu, he drank wine in his camp and sang a sad song: "Strengthen the mountain and the world is overwhelming, and the time is not good. The time will not die, and the time will not die. What can I do? Yuxi, Yuxi, what are you doing?"

Yu Zai listened, weeping uncontrollably, and said to Xiang Yu: "The concubine lives with the king, and dies with the king, and may the future of the king be safe!" She turned around, suddenly pulled out the sword from Xiang Yu's waist, and threw it across her neck. In this way, the fragrance disappears and the jade dies.

Later generations called this beauty: Concubine Yu.

Later, in the blood-stained place of Concubine Yu, a rare and beautiful flower grew. In order to commemorate this beautiful, affectionate and tender-hearted Concubine Yu, people called this unknown flower "Poppy". .

Poppy's language of flowers: An elegy of life and death.

Lian Mo never thought that when he chose this name for her, he had already foreshadowed their ending: the tragic song was loud and clear.

"Ji was the surname of a mighty general in the ancient times of country M, and Yu is the mourning of a country whose soul is immortal." Ji Yerong looked at him, and said in a clear voice, "You really want me to fight to the death for you."

Lian Mo didn't deny that he thought this way at the beginning, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "This is all in the past, now you are honestly by my side."

(End of this chapter)