Marriage is a Long Journey: Husband, Be Obedient

Put song yannuan into the co pilot, and then Han Yichen drove away from the restaurant.

After the car had driven for a long distance, song yannuan regained his mind. His eyes began to focus, but he still didn't speak. He hugged his knees with both hands, curled himself up on the co pilot, leaned his head against the window and stared at the speeding scenery outside in a daze.

"Song yannuan, do you want to take you to the hospital?" Han Yichen broke the silence of the car.

Song yannuan didn't answer. He still looked sideways at the window. He didn't know what he was thinking. The water light in his eyes gathered in the corner of his eyes, and then slipped down. He couldn't stop it drop by drop.

"Song yannuan, I'm talking to you. Don't you hear me? Turn your head around." Han Yichen shouted again with some impatience. What he got was still silence.

Gritting his teeth, Han Yichen put on the brake and stopped the car in the middle of the road. "If you don't answer, we'll always be in a stalemate. We'll attract the traffic police later. When we see your untidy appearance, we must be very curious about our relationship."

"Han Yichen, are you the devil? What do you want me to say? What hospital do I go to like this? You don't want face. I still want face. Now I just want to go back to the rental room." song yannuan turned his head and looked at Han Yichen with despair in his tone.

Looking at her already crying swollen eyes, Han Yichen was not willing to say anything more hurtful, "there is a towel in her coat. Take it out and wipe it."

At the downstairs of the rental house, song yannuan opened the door and wanted to get off, but because he kept a posture on the road, the blood on his legs was not circulating and his legs were numb.

Holding back his discomfort, he raised his legs and stepped out of the door. Then he softened and fell to the side.

"Be careful!" As soon as Han Yichen finished speaking, his body subconsciously caught song yannuan, and then leaned against the car. With a bang, his arm hit the car.

Song yannuan stabilized himself in Han Yichen's arms, but the weakness of his legs made him unable to get out of the man's arms for a while, so he could only cling to him.

"I'll take you up." Han Yichen bent down and hugged song yannuan, and slowly walked upstairs. Neither of them spoke.

"Put me on the sofa. My legs are all right." song yannuan pointed to the sofa.

Han Yichen went to the sofa and carefully put the man on it. He also sat next to him and looked at Song Yan's warm face.

Song yannuan still had a shadow in the restaurant in his heart. He didn't dare to go too close to him. He stepped back to one side and shed a little distance. "Go back quickly. I don't want you to stay today. I can't forget something in the restaurant. I hope you can understand it and pay off the debt when I sort out my emotions."

"Just in the restaurant, I was in a hurry to do that. You..." forgive me. Han Yichen seemed to be stuck in his throat and couldn't say it.

Song yannuan smiled bitterly, "let's just let it go. I don't want to go to more memories. I'll wash your clothes and return them to you. Go back."

"OK, I'll go. Shen's side, you should resign quickly and come to Hongyuan to work. I can arrange any position for you." Han Yichen knew that it was meaningless to entangle any more. He really did too much.

"I repeat that I will continue my work. You don't have to say more. Hongyuan I won't go." song yannuan refused to give in. This is his last way to defend his dignity.

Finally, Han Yichen said nothing more and left the rental house.

At night, song yannuan slept in bed and had a nightmare. In his dream, the surroundings were deserted. Someone was chasing after him and couldn't see what it was, but there was a voice reminding him to run forward. If he was caught by the thing chasing behind him, he would be doomed.

"No! No!" Song yannuan grabbed the quilt, gasped and woke up from his dream. He did it and looked around to see where he was.

After calming down, the mobile phone at the head of the bed suddenly rang. I looked at the alarm clock on the wall. Who would call me at more than one o'clock in the morning.

When I picked up my mobile phone, it showed that it was Han Yichen. I wanted to hang up directly. I was worried that he had something urgent to call so late. Finally, I picked it up, but there was no sound.

After leaving the rental house, Han Yichen kept thinking about song yannuan. Looking at his eyes, he ignited an inexplicable grievance. He didn't go back to the apartment, drove the car to the villa in the suburbs, opened the door, picked up the wine on the wine rack, opened it without looking, poured it into his mouth, drank the liquor, and felt a lot more comfortable

In this way, one bottle will be gone. Pick up another bottle and continue to drink. In the end, I don't know what I'm doing. With my heart, I took out my mobile phone and dialed a name in my heart.

"Song yannuan, what medicine did you give me? I should hate you and torture you severely. Why now it seems to torture myself" with a trace of drunken ambiguity.

Song yannuan heard that Han Yichen had drunk a lot of wine. "Han Yichen, what medicine can I give you? Go to bed when you're drunk. Don't bother me."

"I'm bothering you. You're bothering me. I can't get rid of you!" Then he burped with wine.

Song yannuan planned not to be familiar with the drunkard. He asked, "where do you drink now, how much do you drink, and the servants around you?"

"What kind of servant, where is there?" Han Yichen said and looked around vaguely. After confirming that he was the only one, he nodded with satisfaction. He didn't say anything wrong.

If there is no servant, there is only a villa in the suburbs. "I'll call your driver to pick you up. Wait, don't drink, hang up."

"Hello, hello" listening to the busy tone on the phone, Han Yichen called several times, then dialed again, "you dare to hang up my phone, I don't want the driver to pick it up, you come here, I just want you to come here" stressed again and again.

Of course, song yannuan couldn't really answer it. He hung up the phone again, dialed the driver of Han Yichen, explained the situation, put down his mobile phone, afraid that the man would call again, turned off the machine, and lay in bed brewing sleepiness.

When the driver arrived, he was almost staggered by the smell of wine. Han Yichen had several wine bottles beside him and had all kinds of wine. At this time, he was broadcasting the phone with his mobile phone. The driver went to help Han Yichen.

Han Yichen refused to cooperate. He kept shouting that he wanted to go to song yannuan's rental house. Finally, the driver couldn't promise to send him there, so he was willing to let the driver help him on the bus.

Lying in bed, song Yan tossed and turned and didn't fall asleep. Finally, his eyes felt sour. The door was knocked again. He asked who it was through the door.

"Miss Song, please open the door"