exclusive marriage

Chapter 89 I'm already that man's wife (2)
Finally, Jiang Xiachu jumped into that circle, more or less, with his help.

Heart twitched inexplicably, the coffee in his mouth was very bitter, he swallowed it with difficulty, not looking at her.

After a moment of silence, the coffee was cold and bitter, and his face was covered with a layer of dark gray, resembling the color of Jiang Xiachu's eyes: "Do you have any requirements for the theme?"

His eyes narrowed, his gleam returned, and he raised his head: "No, it's up to you, anyway, it was your decision before, and the response was good."

Jiang Xiachu just nodded lightly.

Although Ye Zaixi is famous, his album is the best. In fact, no matter what the theme is, that person's fame is there. As long as he sings, it will be popular.

If Ye Zaixi knew that Jiang Xiachu thought so, he would be furious.

Ye Zaixi suddenly remembered something, and said seriously: "This time I will use dim sum for the seventh series, I want my song." As he spoke, he specially emphasized, "It is specially made for me."

A musician once commented that many of Jiang Xiachu's compositions are perfect, but very few have soul.

And Ye Zaixi has never been a generous person, but he always remembered that this woman said that none of her songs were written especially for him.

Jiang Xiachu was very straightforward this time: "Okay."

This woman has a habit that Ye Zaixi can't stand, she leaves three points behind her words and never promises.

Suddenly, this habit stopped, and Ye Zaixi didn't get used to it, so she stared at Jiang Xiachu for several times, and said with a smile, "I'm really not used to becoming obedient."

This man is a bitch.If Jiang Xiachu had been gentle to him that day, he would definitely feel uncomfortable.

Jiang Xiachu smiled lightly, and Ye Zaixi paused for a moment while holding the coffee.

It turns out that people who don't like to laugh can't take their eyes off when they laugh.

Ye Zaixi looked at him in a daze, Jiang Xiachu suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, couldn't dodge in time, bumped into him, his long eyelashes, which were prettier than women, trembled, and there was a trace of scarlet color on his face.

Jiang Xiachu took a closer look, but stopped talking.

A certain person probably had a guilty conscience, and hurriedly tried to cover it up, bluffing: "What are you looking at?" Feeling unreasonable, he added, "Did you find out that I am still the most handsome? Forget it, you can watch as much as you want, and you won't be charged an entry fee."

Jiang Xiachu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this guy really never forgets to boast about himself, and only Jiang Xiachu can keep his expression on the face of this evildoer, "Wait a minute, do you want to film?"

She asked casually, without showing any emotion.Ye Zaixi also couldn't figure it out, so she replied casually: "Dragging your luck, this face is not without a mirror."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the mirror on the table with one hand to look at his handsome face, and picked up the coffee with the other hand to put it in his mouth.

Before he could swallow a sip of coffee, Jiang Xiachu said in a lukewarm voice: "Take me away!"

"Pfft—" With a sip of coffee, it sprayed all over Xiaoyue next to her gorgeously, and a few drops hung on her long bangs, which was ridiculous.

The person who sprayed the coffee shook his hand, dropped the cup, and blushed: "You don't have a fever, do you?"

Jiang Xiachu just smiled and said nothing.

When the two finally left the set together, Xiaoyue's manager was still standing there, and Ye Zaixi didn't forget to say: "My face is hurt, I can't be on camera, remember to ask for a few more days off."

Xiaoyue was trembling with anger in the wind, and wiped the coffee off her face: "Damn, who added so much sugar."

It seems that Xiaoyue forgot that this coffee came from her own hand: six spoons of sugar and three spoons of milk.A certain guy has the same taste for thousands of years.

After the rain came out, the car drove on the national highway, Ye Zaixi was in a daze, and his mind was endlessly recurring the inexplicable words of Jiang Xiachu.

Ye Zaixi turned his head to look at Jiang Xiachu for the nth time, but the other party had no trace on his face, he hesitated to speak, and found that he didn't know what to ask?
Jiang Xiachu spoke at the right time: "Go to Changling"

Before Jiang Xiachu opened his mouth, Ye Zaixi thought, let her go to the end of the world, but when he opened his mouth, his trance suddenly woke up.

Changling, the person buried there is a bag he can't put down, but at the last second, he fantasized about going anywhere with her with ease.

He turned his eyes and asked, "Who are you going to see?" He asked knowingly, either to ask for confirmation, or to remind.

"Old man." Jiang Xiachu replied.

The deceased, the deceased.

She looked dazed, looking at the distance outside the window, her eyes were sinking and floating.

Changing lanes and getting closer to Changling, his heart gradually became heavy, and his hands holding the steering wheel tightened and tightened.After a while, he asked again: "Very important person?"

"Yeah." She nodded slowly, and said, "very important person. It is impossible to let go of the forgotten person in a lifetime." There was a faint worry on the face, scattered between the eyebrows.

When she thinks of him, she always misses him, and when people see him, she can't help but feel distressed, and she doesn't know why.

He seemed to be so distressed.

"What's the reason for memorizing and reading forever?" He blurted out, and after he finished speaking, he realized that he was talking too much.Some words are loopholes, and if they are said, they will not be filled.

I thought that Jiang Xiachu's dull temperament would not explain it, but I didn't want her to answer quickly: "Because I care about it, because when I think about it, I will be glad that I met it and had it." Looking out the window, the voice followed suit Spread out with the wind.

People who are good at expressionless faces are overwhelmed once they are full of emotions, sour and astringent emotions are everywhere, fermented and contagious, and it seems that they have to vent all at once.Even his heart was sour and softened.

The heart is really an uncontrollable organ, although reason has been reminding, don't be soft-hearted.

Suddenly, he stepped on the accelerator, and the strong wind came in from the window. He woke up a lot. The wind was loud, and he raised his voice: "Jiang Xiachu, melancholy and melancholy are not suitable for you." The waves were turbulent, and the tone was just plain, "I'm not used to it."

"I'm not used to it either."

Jiang Xiachu agreed and stopped talking.

The speed of the car was very fast, and there was only the sound of the wind in the car. They drove into the Changling Cemetery, and they remained silent. The people in this cemetery were gloomy and gloomy.

It's just that Jiang Xiachu got out of the car alone, and Ye Zaixi watched her go away from the window, standing on the high mountain with her thin back.

Leaning his head out of the car window, Ye Zaixi looked at the sky, the sun was bright, but there was some darkness in his eyes: "Did you see it? She's here, but do you still want to see her?"

On the hilltop in the distance, the man's figure was desolate, with his back facing a ray of sunshine.

Slowly, she approached the tombstone: "Qiancheng, I'm here to see you." When she got closer, knowing that the tentacles could reach the tombstone, she just stood facing the wind, looking at the photo on the tombstone, "You will blame me Is it? I dare not come to see you for five years."

(End of this chapter)