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The next second Song Yiyuan saw this sentence, a new message appeared on the screen¡ª¡ª
Yu Yi: I love you, let¡¯s get married.
Song Yiyuan frowned slightly.
Yu Yi: Let¡¯s get married. I will be good to you.
Yu Yi: I will make good money and give you a better life.
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It¡¯s three o¡¯clock in the morning. WeChat kept ringing, and it was all Yu Yi.
Song Yiyuan opened WeChat and asked: Are you drunk?
This is the first time they have chatted after adding WeChat for the second time. It has been half a month since they last met. There was no contact during this period.
Yu Yi: No.
Yu Yi: I just want to marry you.
Yu Yi: I don¡¯t think so.
Song Yiyuan laughed dumbly - and said she was not drunk.
Song Yiyuan: Do you know who I am?
Yu Yi: I know, my wife.
Song Yiyuan raised her eyebrows lightly: Hehe, he is quite eloquent when he is drunk.
Song Yiyuan: I am Song Yiyuan.
Yu Yi: Song Yiyuan, my wife.
Yu Yi: I want to get married.
Yu Yi: I want to hold hands.
Song Yiyuan: Are you home?
Yu Yi: No, I¡¯m in the company.
Yu Yi: There is no Song Yiyuan at home.
Song Yiyuan¡¯s heart skipped a beat.
Song Yiyuan: Are you sleeping in the company?
Yu Yi: Yeah. I sleep in the company every day and am so busy.
Song Yiyuan: It¡¯s getting late. Let¡¯s take a rest.
Yu Yi: Then shall we get married?
Song Yiyuan paused.
Yu Yi: How about we get married?
Yu Yi: I will be good to you.
Yu Yi: Really. The whole world is good to you alone.
Yu Yi: Song Yiyuan, let¡¯s get married.
Song Yiyuan: Let¡¯s talk after you sober up.
Yu Yi: I¡¯m not drunk.
Yu Yi: I¡¯m awake.
Yu Yi: I know you are Song Yiyuan.
Yu Yi: I want to marry Song Yiyuan.
Yu Yi: How else can I stay awake?
¡°I don¡¯t know why, but Song Yiyuan has been suffering from insomnia for so long. She originally thought she would have to keep her eyes open until dawn. After talking to Yu Yi for a few words, I felt comfortably sleepy. I wanted to wrap myself up in quilt and sleep warmly until dawn.
Song Yiyuan: Okay, I'm going to bed. Let¡¯s talk tomorrow.
Yu Yi: Will you promise me tomorrow?
Song Yiyuan smiled - I didn¡¯t expect a drunk man to be so cute. Put your phone back on the bedside and close your eyes to sleep.
Yu Yi: Okay, you go to bed first.
Yu Yi: I¡¯ll ask again tomorrow.
Yu Yi: It¡¯s tomorrow now.
Yu Yi: Shall we get married?
The WeChat message rang a few times and then stopped, and Song Yiyuan quickly fell asleep.
Early the next morning, the man on the sofa in the office woke up with a splitting headache. Outside the office, a group of people were lying around. After working hard for three months, they finally got a big deal. A group of people brought all the wine in the warehouse and drank it all. Everyone was drunk. He rubbed his temples, his head hurt suddenly, and his throat was dry and tight. He stood up and took a drink of water. After walking out of the office, he kicked the assistant Zhen Wei at the door. The other person turned over and faced the ground, motionless.
Yu Yi kicked him again.
Zhen Wei frowned and said hoarsely: "What are you doing?"
"Go back to sleep."
"what time is it?"
Yu Yi glanced at the electronic clock: "Nine o'clock."
Zhen Wei rubbed his face and got up.
The two of them went here and there, then went to the cubicle in the office next door to wake up the girls on the team.
For a while, the office was filled with yawns.
"It's two days off. Let's go back to sleep." After a pause, "Take a taxi back and all the fares for these two days will be reimbursed."
After everyone left, Yu Yi returned to the office, picked up his coat and mobile phone, and prepared to go home.
After a half-day break, I asked Song Yiyuan if she had time in the afternoon.
This is what Yu Yi planned.
He habitually opened his phone and clicked on WeChat - his pupils suddenly dilated.
When did he chat with Song Yiyuan?
The message displayed on the home page of the chat box is even more horrifying - we, we, are getting married, right?
Yu Yi clicked it, his fingers were stiffsp; Two soft hands wrapped around his waist, a warm body with a strange fragrance came close to him, and the voice was dreamlike: "Go ahead."
Yu Yimu turned into a fossil.
After a long while, Song Yiyuan took her hand back in embarrassment, and the two of them faced each other in silence.
Song Yiyuan was made extremely uncomfortable by his stupid reaction and became timid. She said, "If nothing happens, I will go up first?"
Yu Yi nodded: "Okay."
Song Yiyuan was annoyed all the way - why did she just hug her? She didn't respond yet, how embarrassed she was. Don¡¯t you know how to even hug back? So annoying.
After walking down a small road, a person suddenly appeared in front of her, startling her¡ª¡ª
"Are you going to get married?" The man breathed heavily and stared at her.
Song Yiyuan shouted angrily: "Are you serious?"
"Um."
"Get it!" Song Yiyuan was even more angry - they said they were going to get married and would die if they hugged each other? I didn¡¯t take advantage of you!
Yu Yi didn¡¯t understand why she was suddenly angry, and felt a little uneasy. He paused and asked, ¡°Are you serious?¡±
Song Yiyuan calmed down, thought for a long time, and said: "I want to find someone who is pleasing to my eye to live with." There is no need for grandeur, no romantic surprises, just be calm and daily. It doesn't matter if you can't speak, it doesn't matter if you don't have love, there is someone to accompany you. can.
Yu Yi understood. He said in a hoarse voice: "Okay."
Next sentence: "Then when will the divorce happen?"
Song Yiyuan: "?" What is your mother talking about?
"If, you encounter¡ª¡ª"
"When you cheat." Song Yiyuan looked at him seriously, "If you cheat, we will divorce."
Yu Yi¡¯s breathing became heavier again, ¡°What else?¡±
"No."
Then there will never be a divorce. Yu Yi felt a little dizzy. He didn't know whether it was because of the wind, the smell of alcohol, or something else. He was a little out of breath, and a feeling he had never felt before came to his heart. He suspected that he was dreaming, and the quilt was strangled around his neck outside the dream.
There was another moment of silence.
Song Yiyuan felt a little cold, and then she realized that she had come down in her pajamas. She put on her pajama hat, wrapped it tightly, raised her head and said, "I'm leaving."
Yu Yi moved his hands, but in the end did nothing. He endured the numbness in his heart and replied coldly: "Okay."
Song Yiyuan rarely visited Weibo before going to bed that night. She randomly picked out a book from the bookshelf and read it¡ª¡ª
There was darkness in the dream, and someone strangled her neck behind her.
"guess who I am?"
"It's death."
"No, it's love."
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The last book that Song Yiyuan read was Cui Manli's "Emotional Chronicles". The general content was like that, because it took too long to read and the book was not around. I can only write a rough outline. I will read it when I go back to my hometown during the Chinese New Year and I will revise it. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com