In the second half of the night, Ji Qinghe came back.

As soon as he turned on the light in the room and saw the person on the bed, he thought he was hallucinating.

His brows furrowed fiercely, and he went over and pulled the person up: "Ye Ronghuan, what trick are you playing? Get up for me!"

Ye Ronghuan was so drunk that he hugged his waist, rubbing his head in his arms and muttering something softly.

Ji Qinghe's body stiffened, "-What are you doing?!"

He was about to push her away, only to notice something strange on her face.

Reaching out to lift her chin, I saw her face full of tears.

She tilted her head, her eyes were hazy with tears, and her eyes were full of grievances: "I hurt ......"

He was stunned for a moment, and asked impatiently, "Where does it hurt?"

She took his hand and put it in her heart: "It hurts here." ”

Ji Qinghe could only feel the softness of his hands.

"You...... Deliberately seducing me, right?!" He angrily pushed her down on the bed.

This night, the two were surprisingly harmonious.

It's just that the next morning, Ji Qinghe remembered himself last night, with a hellish expression on his face.

He looked at the woman sleeping next to him, and his eyes were dark.

……

When Ye Ronghuan woke up, Ji Qinghe was no longer there.

She sat up with the quilt in her arms, stunned for a long time, and then took out her mobile phone, logged in to QQ, and clicked - delete friends.

From beginning to end, there was indifference in her eyes.

Downstairs, she asked, "Where is he?"

Aunt He said: "I went out early in the morning, I looked in a hurry, there should be something." ”

Ye Ronghuan didn't ask again.

Ji Qinghe didn't come back until the evening.

It was raining outside again, and he was half wet—half dry, half wet.

Her eyes froze slightly.

Aunt He had already yelled and brought him a towel: "Why are you drenched like this? Didn't you bring an umbrella? I'll cook you some soup, don't catch a cold!"

"It's okay, no need to cook soup. Ji Qinghe wiped the water on his head with a towel and explained: "It's raining too much outside." ”

Aunt He didn't seem to suspect anything at all.

Ye Ronghuan quietly withdrew his gaze.

The rain was too heavy, and it wasn't this wet method.

Ji Qinghe didn't say a word and went upstairs to take a bath.

Ye Ronghuan took the sketch paper that he had drawn a few strokes casually and went back to his room.

After a while, Aunt He came knocking on the door.

"Come out and see, it's standing outside, it seems to be who's!" Aunt He lowered her voice and whispered to her.

Ye Ronghuan followed out for unknown reasons.

Aunt He pulled her in the direction of the flower hall and whispered: "I just went over there to get something, and I accidentally saw it, it was raining so heavily outside, I thought I was wrong, and I watched it for a while...... I read that right!"

Ye Ronghuan still didn't understand what Aunt He was talking about, until she was pulled to the window of the flower hall and looked in the direction she pointed, and then she understood what was going on-

Outside, in the pouring rain, there was a man standing.

A woman.

It's Yuan Ruike.

She didn't have an umbrella, she was drenched all over, holding her mobile phone in her hand, and kept looking up in the direction of the second floor.

That was the direction of Ji Qinghe's room.

"What now?" Aunt He asked Ye Ronghuan.

Ye Ronghuan stared at it for a while and said, "Please go and bring her in." ”

"Huh?" Aunt He knew the relationship between Yuan Ruike and Ji Qinghe, and felt a little incomprehensible, "It's good to let the driver Lao Chen send people back, it's so late, and you still call her in, isn't it good?"

Ye Ronghuan only said: "Are you waiting for Ji Qinghe to go out later?"

When Aunt He heard this, she immediately said, "I'm going to bring people in!"

She took an umbrella and went to take Yuan Ruike, who was soaked through, into the house.

Yuan Ruike thanked him with a pale face, and then asked, "Where is Qinghe?"

Aunt He looked at Ye Ronghuan.

Ye Ronghuan said: "Auntie, you can take Miss Yuan to take a bath first." ”

Aunt He answered and took Yuan Ruike to the guest room.

Ye Ronghuan was sitting in the living room.

After a while, Aunt He came out with a strange face and said, "Miss Yuan is not satisfied with the clothes I brought her. ”

Ji Qinghe has many friends, and people often come over to play, so there are a lot of clothes for guests to change here.

Aunt He saw that Yuan Ruike's clothes were soaked, so she picked one out and changed her after taking a bath.

Who knew that after Yuan Ruike saw it, he didn't seem particularly satisfied.

Aunt He asked her if there was anything wrong with her, and she said that the dress might not fit her.

Aunt He originally wanted to say that she would change her set, but who knew that she said that she wanted to talk to Ye Ronghuan again.

"Then let's go check it out. Ye Ronghuan got up and went to the guest room.

Yuan Ruike's wet clothes had been changed, and a large bath towel was wrapped around his body.

Ye Ronghuan went in, she pointed to the set of clothes on the bed, and said, "I may not be used to wearing this." ”

Ye Ronghuan glanced at it, a long skirt, no matter the style or color, there is nothing to be picky.

She didn't think that Yuan Rui was really unaccustomed to wearing it, and she didn't say anything like changing her outset, she only raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "So what does Miss Yuan want to wear?"

Yuan Ruike smiled: "You may not know, I used to come here and wear Qinghe's dressing gown." It is wide and comfortable. ”

Ye Ronghuan couldn't help laughing: "Miss Yuan, every time we meet, you are refreshing my lower limit. ”

didn't see the expected reaction, Yuan Ruike's face was slightly annoyed, and then he said: "Qinghe is also taking a bath now, right? Don't you see what he looks like when he gets wet? Do you know how his clothes get wet?"

She smiled with a sweetness: "He helped me cover the rain so much that I was so wet." We used to be together, he was like this, and now he said he broke up, but he is still like this, it can be seen that he still loves me, Miss Ye, what do you say?"

"Oh, is it?" Ye Ronghuan's expression was faint, "He and I are going to hold a wedding on the eighteenth of this month, I don't know if Miss Yuan received the wedding card?"

Yuan Ruike's smile froze suddenly.

"It's just such a set of clothes, Miss Yuan doesn't like it and can't help it, please just put it on. Ye Ronghuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with her again, so he left such a sentence, and turned around and left.

Aunt He was waiting outside, saw her come out, and asked, "What clothes does Miss Yuan want to change?"

Ye Ronghuan said: "She said she wanted to wear Ji Qinghe's nightgown. ”

Aunt He's expression was instantly indescribable.

Ye Ronghuan ate something first, and told Aunt He that there was no need to call her for dinner later, so he went back to the room.

Aunt He felt that she was afraid that she would be sad when she saw Ji Qinghe and Yuan Ruike's affectionate appearance, so she deliberately avoided it, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

- Ye Ronghuan did want to escape, but the reason was not that he was afraid of being sad, but that he was afraid of being upset and unable to eat.

Aunt He sympathized with her, but she didn't like Yuan Ruike a little, so she ran to knock on Ye Ronghuan's door from time to time and report to her.

"Ji Shao is down!"

"Ji Shao and Miss Yuan entered the guest room together!"

"Ah, Miss Yuan is crying......"

Ji Shao came out, and the clothes on his chest seemed to be wet. ”

Ye Ronghuan helplessly supported his forehead: "Auntie, don't tell me this." ”

Aunt He hurriedly said: "Then I won't say it, if you are tired, go to sleep quickly." ”

Ye Ronghuan was indeed a little sleepy, so he closed the door and went to bed.

As for the outside world, she doesn't care and doesn't want to care.

When I was in a daze, I suddenly noticed that someone had gone to bed.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Ji Qinghe.

She subconsciously frowned: "Why are you ......?"

What are you doing in her room?

Ji Qinghe said lightly: "She didn't go back." ”

Ye Ronghuan immediately understood, it turned out that she was still asking her to cooperate with acting.

After three seconds of silence, she let out an "oh" and closed her eyes again.

After a long time, Ji Qinghe's voice that couldn't hear his emotions sounded in the dark: "Are you looking forward to this wedding?"

Ye Ronghuan's eyelashes trembled and did not answer.

Ji Qinghe probably thought she was asleep and didn't speak again.

Early the next morning, Ye Ronghuan opened his eyes, and Ji Qinghe was no longer around.

She got up to wash up, and walked to the door of the bathroom, but stopped abruptly.

Through a door, she heard Ji Qinghe's voice calling from inside-

"Grandpa, I want to postpone the wedding. ”

“…… It's not because of anyone, it's not about her, it's that I'm not ready. ”

"The marriage certificate has been obtained, it's just a wedding, what's the difference whether it can be done or not?"

In the end, it was obvious that there was no negotiation, and I knew that it was impossible for Old Man Ji to agree.

Ye Ronghuan was still standing at the door, and Ji Qinghe suddenly opened the door.

The two men looked at each other.

Ji Qinghe was stunned for a moment, and then didn't say a word to her, and passed by her.

"Are you here for Yuan Ruike?" Ye Ronghuan asked suddenly.

Ji Qinghe said: "It's none of your business. ”

Ye Ronghuan didn't speak again.

It's just that the wedding is not his wedding alone, and now he suddenly wants to cancel the wedding for the sake of another woman, but he says it's none of her business?

Whose business is that? Yuan Ruike?

After breakfast, Yuan Ruike hadn't left yet.

In front of her, Ji Qinghe was extremely gentle to Ye Ronghuan, Yuan Ruike's smile became more and more stiff, and finally his eyes were red, and he couldn't smile anymore.

When leaving, she looked at Ji Qinghe beggingly: "Can you send me?"

Ji Qinghe said to Ye Ronghuan: "Send Miss Yuan." ”

Ye Ronghuan agreed.

It's just that she doesn't understand why Ji Qinghe can't let go of Yuan Ruike like this.

Ji Qinghe arranged a driver, and Ye Ronghuan sent Yuan Ruike out.

said goodbye politely, and when Ye Ronghuan turned around to leave, Yuan Ruike suddenly stopped her.

"Miss Yuan is still in trouble?"

"That day in the hospital, you said that I was not qualified, but I want to tell you, Ye Ronghuan, whether you are qualified or not, it is not up to you to decide. Yuan Ruike looked at her and suddenly smiled, "Miss Ye, I wish you a wonderful wedding first." ”

With that, she turned around and got into the car.

……

The eighteenth, the wedding.

Ye Ronghuan arrived at the hotel early in the morning and sat in the dressing room and let the makeup artist and stylist dress her up.

After a few hours of busy work, it was finally completed, and I just waited for the time to go downstairs.

She still remembered what Yuan Ruike said that day, and she didn't think that the other party was targetless, but she couldn't guess what Yuan Ruike planned to do.

When we came in the morning, her eyelids were jumping all the time.

"Sister, are you hungry?" Ye Hailing asked for leave from school to stay with her, "I'll get you something to eat?"

"Just get me a mille-feuille. Ye Ronghuan said.

Although you are hungry, you can't eat too much, otherwise the wedding dress will be very uncomfortable to wear.

Ye Hailing answered, got up and was about to leave, when a mobile phone next to her suddenly rang.

"Whose cell phone is calling?"

Others denied it, Ye Ronghuan glanced at it, and his eyes paused slightly: "Your brother-in-law's, you may have forgotten to bring it just now." Whose phone is it?"

Ye Hailing said a name, Ye Ronghuan sounded familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that one of the friends who came to play at home before was called this name.

"It's his friend. Help him pick it up, and tell the other party that Ji Qinghe is not here now, and he will call him back later. ”

"Do you know? Ye Hailing said, connected the phone, clicked on the speakerphone by the way, stretched out his arm and approached Ye Ronghuan.

Ye Ronghuan was helpless, but before she could speak, an anxious male voice came out of the phone-

"Brother Qinghe! Sister Keke had a car accident on the way to the airport! Now in the emergency room of the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine! Come on!"