Chen Jiatang went downstairs to find a thin quilt in the cabinet and covered her with it, only to see her sleeping face on the narrow bed, and the corners of her mouth were smiling.

The night was long.

She fell asleep.

Fragments of memories are like broken mirrors, sharp edges and corners, spread at her feet, and the images of the past are flowing and constantly presented in front of her eyes.

After returning home from the cemetery, her father went out to meet with old friends, and she was alone at home to catch up with her paintings, because she won many authoritative awards in the American painting world in those two years, and a famous gallery in Los Angeles invited her to hold a solo exhibition.

She was very busy in those months, because the number of works left in the past was not enough, when she returned to the old mansion, she set up an easel in the room and put an oil painting frame, and a tube of paint was crowded on the palette, that afternoon, the window was gloomy, like the high-grade gray on her hands, she sat for hours without inspiration, sullenly distracted, and she didn't even notice Ji Linchuan coming in.

The apron strap behind her is a slipknot, and she opens it when she pulls it, and she only turns around when she feels that the front circumference is loose, and she looks at Ji Linchuan's smiling face, holding two bottles of red wine in one hand and two goblets in the other hand, saying that she came to celebrate with her, he just signed the development rights of a mine in North America, Ji Linchuan smiled too enchantingly that day, and her eyes were full of joy, she thought that it was really a valuable business.

He opened the bottle and sobered up, she looked at her messy canvas, simply threw away the pen, sat on the ground with him, listened to him talk nonsense, said how rare and valuable the rubies produced in that place were, she leaned on the end of the bed and laughed while listening, raised her hand and raised her glass and said, "Congratulations, Ji Linchuan." ”

"It's not too late to congratulate me later. He glanced at her, smiled weirdly, hurriedly clinked glasses with her, and then kept pouring her wine, Ouyang Yuyou couldn't remember how much she drank, and when she looked at him, there was a ghost, and the two bottles on the ground were empty.

After drinking the wine, she stared at the goblet unexpectedly, Ji Linchuan suddenly turned his head and kissed her, holding her jaw with his hand, kissing hard, her lips and teeth entangled, and the aftertaste of wine in her mouth.

She forgot to breathe, her head against the end of the bed couldn't move, Ji Linchuan was skillful, and she breathed and sprinkled on the wings of her nose, like a goblin that grabbed people's spirit, sucking her limbs weakly, the glass in her hand slowly fell on the carpet, from rusty to adapted, she accepted the long kiss in a daze.

It was the first time he had kissed her since he was sixteen, and she was twenty-six that year.

After Ji Linchuan let go of her, he saw that her eyes were fluttering, and she was still licking her red lips unconsciously, he held back a smile, raised the corners of his mouth and said, "There is a place where you have to accompany me." ”

Where to?

She was dizzy, and was taken out of the door by him, she remembered that it was Molly who was driving, Ji Linchuan hugged her in the back seat, and the red wine was strong, she couldn't help but take a nap in his arms, and in a blink of an eye she arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau.

After getting out of the car, her head was still not clear, but she remembered that it was cloudy as if it was going to rain, Ji Linchuan led her to the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, knocked on her head, and made her open her eyes, he said: "Ouyang Yuyou, marry me, be my Mrs. Ji." ”

It's not a discussion, and I didn't ask her if she was okay?

Can?

Say yes or no?

He arrogantly, arrogantly, lowered his eyes and threatened: "Don't forget, I know how many moles you have all over your body, and I think no one will marry you in this life except me." ”

Rampant, uninhibited, and somewhat absurd Ji Linchuan.

A woman who has been educated in the United States thinks that her thinking has not been pedantic to this extent, not to mention what age is this? Just because her first time was given to him, she will not be able to marry? When she is sober, she may argue like this, but at that time it may be alcohol, she seems to be hypnotized, and her ears are full of his temptation, and he said that you want to marry me, you must marry me, otherwise Lao Tzu will trouble you for the rest of your life.

Ouyang Yuyou was forcefully brought in by him, and in a daze, she saw him take out the relevant materials required for marriage, she filled out the marriage registration application under his guidance, he took her hand and dipped it in ink, and pressed the red handprint.

In this dream that is consistent with reality.

She clearly saw the twenty-six-year-old herself, like a primary school student, sitting straight next to Ji Linchuan, her hair was still dyed with a wisp of paint, and the camel-colored cardigan was also old clothes, because she had drunk wine, her cheeks were strangely crimson, so she took a group photo with him and pasted it on the red marriage certificate without preparation.

The stamps slammed onto the photograph, leaving bumpy marks.

……

I woke up when I dreamed of this moment.

Ouyang Yuyou suddenly opened her eyes, the attic was pitch black, as if she was wrapped in a black cloth, the air was not circulating, the oxygen was thin and she couldn't breathe, her chest was stuffy and painful, she staggered out of bed to open the window, let the wind in, and the fine shadows of the leaves of the acacia flowers fell on the windowsill.

A few hours later, the sky turned white.

After the brightening, the orange-yellow sun reveals a semicircle and squeezes out through the cascading clouds.

In the courtyard of Ouyang's old house, on the barren grass leaves, on the stone benches and stone tables, all reflect the light, just like in her dream, the hibiscus flowers are swaying, and the color is delicate.

The woman in the attic returned to the cot again.

At the same time, on the other side of the city, Château Mullen, the engagement banquet of Van Senji went on as scheduled.

Thousands of champagne roses weave the arched flower door, on the green lawn, the white cloth long table overflowing with the fragrance of wine, this banquet only to the political and business bigwigs, consortium nobles and so on sent invitations. Everyone knows that Mr. Shang's private Moulun Winery has never been open to the public, and today he not only participated in the engagement banquet of Ji Yin's two families, but also could see the inside and outside of the winery, coupled with Yin's status in the political circles and Fansen's status in the business world, the invited guests naturally came to the winery early in the morning to congratulate.

Mrs. Ji walked through the inside and outside with ease, entertaining guests, on the mahogany chair in the center of the lawn, everyone was surrounded by Yin Lao, he was gray-haired, but he was in good spirits, exceptionally healthy, although there were two sons and two daughters under his knees, but Yin Yin's parents were deceased, she had worked hard abroad for many years, and now she watched her fall and generously hold Mr. Ji, laughing with a group of young people in the distance, Yin Lao's wish is also forgotten.

At the engagement banquet, countless roses of all colors, the little woman with happy eyebrows, wearing a simple red dress and a full set of jade jewelry, coquettishly introduced Ji Linchuan to her friends and girlfriends. Speaking of their relationship in college, Yin Yin is talking about the ups and downs, the ups and downs, the amazing but enviable, after all, the love of reunion after a long absence, there are few women who can finally marry their first love.

Roses, jewelry, there is nothing that women don't like, who is exempt from vulgarity?

The more flowers the better, and the bigger the gems in the ring, the more joyful.

But there is a woman who doesn't love his jewelry, and she has never confiscated the flowers he gave her in her life, and she didn't even have a decent marriage proposal, and she didn't marry him in a daze, which is really stupid and easy to deceive.

The man with the tail of his eyes on the tail of his eyes stood in the crowd in dazzling clothes, holding a red wine glass, talking casually with others, the benitoite on his fingers had disappeared, and the tail was left to point to a scarlet blood beauty.

……

Chen Jiatang slept in the downstairs guest room at night, he came up and knocked on the door several times, she seemed to be still sleeping, and he didn't wake her up, until nearly eleven o'clock, he didn't notice that something was wrong, unscrewed the door to see, the attic didn't know when the window opened, she shrunk her legs under the thin quilt, her cheeks were very red, Chen Jiatang let go of the crutches and patted her through the quilt: "Xiaoyou, Xiaoyou!"

Ouyang Yuyou murmured: "Ji Linchuan ......"

She heard him calling her, but she struggled and couldn't open her eyes, Chen Jiatang held up her back: "Wake up." Although it was a March day, but the cool breeze blew in the middle of the night, her palms were hot, Chen Jiatang lifted the quilt, took off her coat and wrapped her, one by one until she woke her up, seeing that she finally opened her eyes, he said: "You have a fever, get up, let's go to the hospital." ”

Hospital?

Ouyang Yuyou shook her head stubbornly: "No...... I don't go to the hospital. Ji Linchuan told her not to get sick, he said he didn't want to see her lying in the hospital, she remembered his cold and irritable face, she was afraid, if he knew that he would be annoyed, he would blame her for not taking care of herself, she rarely listened to his words before, but now, she didn't want to make him angry again.

She touched her head and said lightly, "I'm fine, just cover it." ”

The small bed was too narrow, Chen Jiatang helped her back to her room on the second floor, and found a thick quilt to cover her, which was full of dust, the eiderdown quilt was useless all year round, and it smelled musty when taken out of the wardrobe.

She shifted her gaze and looked at the furnishings in her room, as if in a dream.

It's as if Ji Linchuan was still sitting on the carpet at the end of the bed, he was pouring red wine freely, silky threads extended into the goblet, and he turned his face to clink glasses with her. She said congratulations to you, Ji Linchuan, and he said that it would not be too late to congratulate me later. He kissed her suddenly, and then while she was drunk, he said that there was a place where you had to go with me.

Ouyang Yuyou lowered her eyes, always staring at the place at the end of the bed, probably only she knew that she had been brave for him again and again, she hastily got a certificate with him without her father's consent, and she never asked him how he had her ID materials, at that time, she thought willfully with the strength of wine, even if he was made by crooked ways, she didn't care, she married and married.

Who asked him to say that if he didn't agree, he would trouble her for the rest of his life......

The pillow gradually blurred with tears, her wet eyelashes stuck to her eyes, she buried her face in the quilt, thinking that it was so fast, this life had passed like this after all.

Downstairs kitchen.

The kettle whirring.

Chen Jiatang leaned against the cupboard, pondered for a while, and finally called back to the company, asked the assistant to find the bank where Fansen Commercial Loan, found the phone number of President Wei, and contacted Ouyang Yuyou's aunt, Mrs. Wei.

In the New Year, the Wei family went to Australia to travel and live for a while, just came back in the past two days, Mrs. Wei just returned to the hospital to work, received a call, the man who reported his name said: "Xiaoyou has a fever, I think she should not be able to take medicine when she is pregnant now, but she also refuses to go to the hospital, you are a doctor, and her aunt, please come and take a look." ”

Chen Jiatang thought, and by the way, persuaded her not to think nonsense.

Mrs. Wei asked for leave from the hospital, hurriedly carried the medicine box, bought ginger on the way, and asked Chen Jiatang to boil ginger soup when she entered the door, she entered the room, took out a thermometer, tested Ouyang Yuyou's body temperature, and used a few bags of ice cubes to put on her forehead and neck.

"Auntie. ”

"Hey, lie down. Mrs. Wei tightened the quilt for her, thinking that she would come back to this old house, naturally thinking of her father.

Mrs. Wei sighed, thinking that this niece has no mother since she was a child, her father pulled her up alone, he has been working hard in the business world for many years, how can he not be busy, outsiders have not persuaded him to continue the string, and it is good for multiple women to take care of him, but how can he be willing, Xiaoyou is his life, that is, he is afraid that his daughter will be uncomfortable until death, and he hides it and hides it, for fear that she will know. Now, her father is really dead.

Mrs. Wei looked at Ouyang Yuyou with kind eyes, and said seriously: "You, you can't be like your father, he has been alone for half his life, and half of his mind is on the company." Xiaoyou, you are a woman, it is not easy to raise a child alone, you are trying to find hardships for yourself. Hey, if you want to talk about this season, why is he so ruthless......"

Ouyang Yuyou shook her head: "Auntie, don't blame him, he doesn't know ...... this kid."

He didn't know, so he couldn't blame him.