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In my dream, I suddenly remembered my youth.
At that time, she still hated second-hand smoke and was sensitive to smells. However, the old clothes on someone's body had a strong smell of smoke. When the wind blew against her, she would frown and look back.
The man behind her turned her over and asked slowly: "Don't like the smell of cigarettes?"
After she passed, she said: "It's okay."
He only chuckled: "I have a lot of bad habits, and I am full of heart. How can I get rid of them?" After a pause, "If I get rid of all the bad habits in my heart, can you move in?"
He put her hand on his chest and asked with a smile, okay?
Later, I smoked my first cigarette with him. When I felt uncomfortable, lonely, had nothing to say, and was totally devastated, my first action was to reach out and pick up the cigarette case - Wanyun was wearing empty leather shoes and hiding. Behind the door of the magnificent villa, listen to their complete conversation and witness him accepting the check calmly.
"She will naturally fall in love with her." With a determined smile, a stern eyebrows, and a contemptuous tone, he skillfully held the dupont in his hand, "A girl like that, ha!"
She silently put away her skirt and sat alone in the dark all night. It should be a day and a night, smoking a whole pack of cigarettes, my throat is dry and sore, and then driving home calmly.
She was speeding up illegally, and all the rules were no longer binding on her. She was too sleepy, and she continued to touch cigarettes in the car. Then suddenly there was a white light in front of my eyes, a huge impact, and severe pain. A few days after my eighteenth birthday, the first half of my life was over.
After waking up, I saw He Long¡¯s head turned white for the first time, and asked her sharply: ¡°What did I say to you in the first place?¡±
Wan Yun closed her eyes.
Did you cry? certainly. She cried every day, and the doctor was worried that her retina would be damaged and detached. Later, He Long cried and relaxed beside her, and stopped asking any more questions.
She was originally a princess-like figure, but she had so resolutely left the family before. Now she was lying in pieces in the hospital. The whole incident was spread among the family like a scandal.
Later, Wan Ling secretly left the intensive care unit with a message for him: "He wants to see you."
Wan Yun then let him in. At that time, she was still anesthetized all over her body. The critical period had not passed and she might be disabled or die.
He looked at her with complex expressions of shock, regret, disbelief and more.
She didn't wait for him to explain, she just said lightly: "I don't love you anymore."
Ask him to go out without saying a word in advance and stop crying.
We haven¡¯t seen each other since then. A little sadness and regret, the healed wounds, the unforgettable pain, the little finger that can no longer move, what happened ten years ago is all over.
It¡¯s not a beautiful dream but it¡¯s a deep enough dream.
Wan Yun woke up first in the early morning of the next day.
She sat up on the bed and stared blankly, then glanced at the shorter camp bed next to her. Feng Jian borrowed her earplugs and eye mask, and was still sleeping. The man's short hair stood up under the quilt, and he looked more approachable than when he woke up.
Since spraining his foot, Feng Jian's attitude towards Wanyun has returned to the original indifference and indifference, but it is more extreme than before - he has begun to frown at her casually, lose his temper, and get used to it when looking at people. The corners of his mouth were heavy and he didn't leave any room for words - but he was still not too difficult to get along with. Even when he was the most angry, Feng Jian could still control his temper. Although the words coming from this man's mouth can make people lose interest in any good thing.
Wan Yun stared at the green stubble on Feng Jian's chin after a night of sleeping with her legs curled up uncomfortably due to her height, and couldn't help but curl her lips.
In a sense, he is truly a gentleman. This is not to say that he is cultivated, but Feng Jian obviously hates strangers invading her personal space more than she does, and even has some inexplicable moral and mysophobia.
He is obviously a poor boy through and through, but he has so many qualities that he doesn¡¯t seem to be from a wealthy family. Is he too special or someone's previous acting was too artificial?
When Wan Yun was changing her clothes, she thought, what would have happened if she had met Feng Jian ten years ago?
There are probably two endings.
One is that they will become friends. Another possibility is that Feng Jian will still resist him as much as he does now - Wan Yun can be 100% sure, but there is no romantic relationship between the two. In fact, after spending some time with Feng Jian, Wan Yun felt that she could understand the reason why Feng Jian could only rely on marriage to save her.
But the world is only so wonderful.
Now, Feng Jian is forced to become her husband. Although Wan Yun has a cool temper, not everyone can get along well with her. Even that person pursued her for a year before agreeing. But in front of this relatively unfamiliar man, WanyunBut surprisingly relaxing.
But right now, it¡¯s really good. She really didn't want to have any feelings anymore. Apart from family affection, it was best not to worry about it at all. The dry fire, the steady stream, the warmth and indifference are all of no interest.
Feng Jian turned over on his military bed and frowned deeply in his sleep. Wan Yun sat down next to him, hoping for a moment that Feng Jian could continue to sleep peacefully, but unfortunately, if he didn't get up, they would miss the return train.
"Feng Jian?"
The other party¡¯s eyelids didn¡¯t even move.
"Feng Jian?" Wan Yun reached out and took off Feng Jian's earplugs, shook his arm, "Get up."
Feng Jian began to wake up, suddenly opened his eyes and stared deeply at Wanyun. Wan Yun was suddenly looked at closely by such an overly sharp gaze again, and couldn't help but take a step back.
Feng Jian saw clearly that it was her, then closed her eyes and said in a very bad tone: "Why are you here again?"
Wan Yun frowned: "What?" After a pause, "It's time for you to get up."
"Why?"
"Huh?" Wan Yun was stunned.
"Go away." Feng Jian said vaguely.
"What?"
"Don't make any noise, let me sleep for a while. What time is it?"
"But later"
"Do you know what shut up means?" Feng Jian said sharply, "Go away."
Wan Yun had never seen such an angry person before, and frowned slightly. How about starting the day with an early morning argument and then dragging a difficult black-faced man on the train? She thought for a moment, then sat on the chair next to his bed, packed her things, picked up the book and started reading.
Ten minutes later, Feng Jian finally asked in a slightly more sober voice: "Well, what time is it now?"
"Seven o'clock." She looked at the watch on his bedside.
Feng Jian paused for another second, then suddenly sat up from the bed, almost bumping into Wan Yun because he moved too fast.
He said calmly: "the train leaves at 7:40 today!"
"You told me yesterday."
Feng Jian stared at Wanyun who was still calm. Early morning was an unpleasant time. At this moment, he only felt that someone was violently kicking his temple with military boots. He suddenly raised his voice: "You woke up a long time ago? Why didn't you? calls me?"
She said patiently: "I tried calling you just now, but you didn't listen"
"So you just let me continue sleeping?! Li, Wan, Yun! You are so considerate!" Feng Jian didn't have time to listen to her nonsense. He quickly put the watch on his wrist and took off the farmer's watch. Old clothes, he hurriedly changed into his own clothes, "We don't have to leave today, you can stay here forever!" He buttoned his clothes, because he was in a hurry, and then realized that he had put on his clothes inside out. Feng Jian usually hated not being punctual. At this moment, he felt like his head was boiling like a pot of boiling oil. "Because you are obviously of no use other than helping me in my life. I can send you mail to this village every month." Sufficient living expenses allow you to continue to stay here as a burden!"
Wan Yun was a little annoyed, but she didn¡¯t care about it now and handed over the clothes: ¡°Your clothes.¡±
Feng Jian could not wait to hide from her, she lowered her face and sneered: "Are you satisfied again?"
But it was obviously not the right time to get angry. He was wearing peasant trousers at the moment. The man was thin and had no belt before going to bed. As soon as he stood up and took over the clothes, his trousers would fall off. Fortunately, Feng Jian caught it in time and blushed deeply. And his injured foot has not healed, so his movements are naturally extremely inconvenient, and his center of gravity is no longer balanced. At this moment, Feng Jian can only stare at Wanyun coldly, while involuntarily holding her arm to maintain body balance. She only feels that her internal organs are full of Burning anger.
Wan Yun was hurt by Feng Jian's strength and frowned slightly but did not let go. After she stabilized him, she said: "Let's make a deal, this way - I will help you get dressed. But you can't continue to be angry with me when you catch the train later."
Feng Jian threw away Wan Yun's hand in disgust and tried to calm down her emotions. But it didn't work. He continued to hold the waistband of his pants with one hand, and raised his watch to check the time with the other hand. He was silent for three seconds, tensing his jaw as if he was trying to hold back the vicious words, but then he nodded tightly.
"Help me put on my shirt first." He squeezed out the words through his teeth, "Hurry up!"
Finally, after rushing to catch the train, Feng Jian shaved, washed his face and brushed his teeth on the train. During the next few hours of the train journey, he blatantly broke his promise and remained sullen the entire time.
The two finally arrived at the resort successfully.
After seeing the spacious presidential suite that He Long had booked for the two of them, Feng Jian's suffocation that he had been holding in for two days and two nights finally broke out.
"Why is there still only one bedroom and one bed?" He asked the manager in a deep voice, "How do you do things? I want to complain -"
The manager¡¯s face froze.
Wanyun folded his arms beside him to help: "You can ask about other people's honeymoons. Maybe they sleep in separate beds during their honeymoon." Then he ignored Feng Jian, who had nothing to say, and said to the manager, "Please call the doctor here. , my husband¡¯s ankle is sprained. By the way, according to his figure, prepare three sets of casual clothes and three sets of underwear." His eyes glanced at Feng Jian again, "It is enough to prepare children's underwear."
After finishing his instructions, he ignored Feng Jian, who was livid with anger, and shut himself up in the bathroom to wash up and catch up on his sleep. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)He asked the manager, "How did things happen? I want to complain -"
The manager¡¯s face froze.
Wanyun folded his arms beside him to help: "You can ask about other people's honeymoons. Maybe they sleep in separate beds during their honeymoon." Then he ignored Feng Jian, who had nothing to say, and said to the manager, "Please call the doctor here. , my husband¡¯s ankle is sprained. By the way, according to his figure, prepare three sets of casual clothes and three sets of underwear." His eyes glanced at Feng Jian again, "It is enough to prepare children's underwear."
After finishing his instructions, he ignored Feng Jian, who was livid with anger, and shut himself up in the bathroom to wash up and catch up on his sleep. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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