Dumb bride: Mr.Quan's spoiled girl

"Go away." Shake off the man, step back and lock the door.

Chest suddenly stuffy, wheezing gradually increased, Yan Yun closed his eyes, want to close the panic.

"The water is ready." He came to her without saying much.

"Thank you." She moved slowly in his direction.

After the bath, there was a heater in the room. He sat still, his eyes deep in thought.

"Thank you." She should be grateful to him for never leaving anyone behind and fighting for her.

"Have a good rest." He got up and left, slowly.

Accept her thanks, only she can rest at ease.

Warmth makes people lazy, head against the back of the chair, it is dizzy.

"Eh!" With a cry of pain, she pulled the clothes on her chest and woke up from her dream.

Tears on my face, look up, the snow is still flying outside.

The black figure and the ignorant face gave her some peace for no reason.

"Choosing to live here should be leisurely and peaceful." She turned to look at him with warm eyes.

He looked at her and then turned to the snow.

Heavy snow for three consecutive days, the arrival of the crowd, to add a lot of vitality to the village.

In these three days, Yan Yun fell in love with one thing, that is, sitting in front of the door, watching Quan Yuxi repeatedly open the door of the courtyard and turn away the man who came to chat up with him.

"Is it a bad thing to be beautiful?"

As soon as he stepped in, she patted off the snowflakes for him.

"Not really."

These three days together, she relaxed a lot, see Quan Yuxi around to the kitchen cooking figure, she will follow.

"What are you doing?" Hands back to the figure, she shook over, face smile obvious.

He was a little surprised and looked at her and said nothing.

"I'm going." When she scratched her ear with her finger, she knew she was behaving badly.

"Nothing." The imperial seal came back and said so.

The snow stopped on the seventh day she lived here.

"Why does one live here?" Yan Yun asked, she always felt that he was out of place here.

"I'm looking for someone." He replied in a light tone, but mixed with all kinds of sighs.

"To whom?"

"A person who means a lot to me." Quan Yuxi turned and looked at her quietly.

Yan Yun a Leng, peep out slow smile: "like this."

"But fortunately." He simply answered, and slowly turned to simultaneous interpreting the black pupil, and clean to unspoken goodwill, to her eyes, "I have found it."

Yan Yun thought that she would never forget this look in her life.

It was the first time that she felt at ease. After waking up three months ago, she didn't know who she was, where she came from and where she should go.

So she chose to wander and walk alone in quiet and comfortable places.

Two days later, the snow turned into water and disappeared quietly in the mountains and rivers.

The middle-aged driver told us that he would drive this afternoon and continue to the destination.

Yan Yun collected her luggage. This journey was not a whim, but a self redemption. She couldn't stop, so she decided to say goodbye to him easily.

The person who left a special memory in her life, the person who once disappeared in her life will never be found.

"Goodbye, Quan Yuxi." She tried to smile and cover up her loss.

"Goodbye." He nodded, his green eyebrows stretched out, revealing a row of neat teeth. Under the background of bright red lips, there was a kind of unspeakable cleanness.

"Good." She also nodded, carrying her own things, crossed the wooden threshold and walked out of the door without looking back.

She was still in the penultimate row of the car by the window. She was the first to arrive. People came from behind one after another. Some men ran straight to her, and some women whispered to her.

She asked herself that she was not a coward, at least for the first 20 years.

But for a moment, she looked at the man's desire intentionally or unintentionally, the noisy carriage, the discarded melon seed skin, the smell of junk food, and the distance ahead.

Her heart began to beat wildly, fear spread all over her body, she suddenly missed him, even if she understood that he and she had just separated, they said goodbye friendly.

But they all knew that they would never see each other again, never again.

The car was moving steadily, and she thought she would get off, but she didn't

When Yan Yun returned to the city center, she had no friends, except Jiang ling'er, who would come here every day to eat and drink. They met three months ago, but they seemed to have known each other for a long time.

"You're writing this again. How many have you written?" Jiang ling'er rubbed her shoulder when she was full.

"Now this is the seventh one." Yan Yun turned his pen and answered.

Jiang ling'er said, "a week is really fast."

"Remember what he looked like?" Asked Jiang ling'er.

Yan Yun shook his head: "I can't remember clearly."

But if she could see him again, she would recognize him. With that temperament, she never met a second person.

"I'm going to the hospital today. Will you accompany me?" Jiang ling'er continued to lean on her shoulder.

Yan Yun grabs her hand: "what's the matter? Does the stomach ache again? "

Jiang ling'er shook her head in distress: "no, I'm going to see people."

Jiang ling'er was born in a reorganized family. Her biggest fear from childhood is to go home.

After her mother died, she never went home.

But Yan Yun just accompanied her to the door of the ward. She was a very strong girl and could carry everything.

Yan Yun doesn't like the crowd, but he likes to hide in the crowd to see the crowd.

The nurses in a hurry, the family members with sad faces, the elderly with faltering steps, the children who don't know whether they are alive or dead, and the people who have appeared in my mind for countless times and gradually blurred.

He appeared for a moment, and then disappeared in an instant.

The sweater was changed into a black suit, just like the straight back of Qingjun.

Everything happened so fast that she was in the same place until the pain came from her stiff back.

He walked to the position, the sun across the window to hit the face, warm through the palm, she laughed from the bottom of her heart.

"Big girl, didn't you wait for me in the same place?" Jiang ling'er patted her on the shoulder and naturally took her arm: "let's go, take you to sushi."

"How's your father?" Yan Yun asked, this time, she should not be indifferent.

"The body is OK, but I'm not in a good mood." Jiang ling'er shook her head slowly.

"Don't worry too much. It'll get better."

"Of course, I believe it, too." But after a while, she thought of something, "by the way, you're OK. I'll introduce someone to you."

"Who is it?" She is bored. She thinks that what Jiang ling'er said is feasible but not feasible.