15. First quarrel

Song Lieyuan was holding the mobile phone between his shoulders, and the other side quickly signed a security agreement with the person in charge of the venue, suddenly, he heard Luo Yin's voice in the mobile phone, and the hand that signed was paused, his expression was a little playful, was his wife angry?

is indeed angry, Luo Yin's temper has always been an iceberg, everything can put on an indifferent posture, at this moment, the angry voice with rebuke really reached his ears, Song Lieyuan signed the text, his hand took back the phone, he glanced at the undulating mountains and rivers in front of him, and his eyebrows were like the mountains and rivers, soft and affectionate.

"Worried about me?"

"That's dangerous." She gritted hard.

Song Lieyuan bit a cigarette in his mouth, and the person next to him immediately drew a long match to him, and when he lowered his head and touched it, the smell of tobacco was permeating, and his voice was careless.

"Song Qi can still conquer even if he has half an arm broken, I have sound limbs and am familiar with the road, what is there to worry about."

"You've been playing rock climbing for years, bare hands?"

"There is a special club in the United States, and I am an old member, otherwise do you think that after so many years, where will I vent my extra energy?"

"Are you crying out for eight years of waiting?"

Song Lieyuan's eyes immediately narrowed, smoke erupted from his mouth, and he rushed into the void in a tumbling sea of clouds, he was in a bad mood, she was provoking him.

"Luo Yin, eight years, we are not what we were back then, how well do you know me? Marrying me is not a gamble, you should think about how deep the friction will be in the future, and don't try to accuse me. ”

"I didn't control you, you and I just need to learn, learn how to get another person into your life, and when you should think about climbing with them now, is there anyone who is afraid of you."

Song Lieyuan became more and more impatient, and the overflowing laughter was very cold.

"You should know how they play, we are a nest of snakes and rats, and we don't leave our brothers when we go into battle, what, do you want me to break off contact with them?"

There was silence for a long time, there was the sound of the car door closing, and then, the sound of leather boots stomping on the floor, a cold and hard knock on his heart, obviously a pleasant beginning of the call, the trouble has become a quarrel at this time, Song Lieyuan closed his eyes, hugged his chest with one hand, smoke erupted from his mouth, and in his infinite anxiety, he heard her damp voice like an English ghost.

"Song Lieyuan, you have no taste, like a child who is inferior and bad, it's only been half a month, what about your patience that claims to have been waiting for eight years?"

She saw through it at a glance.

Song Lieyuan's mood was really bad, the green tendons next to his temples exploded, he used his fingers to extinguish the burning cigarette, brought the mobile phone to his mouth, and said to the other end.

"You're right, I just want to be with you, what patience do you want!"

After speaking, without waiting for her to react, she clicked to finish, and then, raising her hand, with a bang, the phone smashed into the pit.

The morning sun was as warm as a fire, but it was not as warm as Song Lieyuan, who was cold all over, his heart had already froze in the wet and cold snowy night in England, perhaps even more a long time ago, when the person next to him suddenly disappeared in the morning when he woke up in Dongshi.

I never thought that the first fight with her would be so qualityless.

At the very least, he had to speak righteously, not provocatively, and he even forgot why he was arguing, if it was just because it prevented him from climbing, it was nothing to quarrel about, and if he didn't go, he wouldn't go.

The corners of Song Lieyuan's mouth showed a self-mocking arc, in front of him was a potholed and half-developed farmland, the mobile phone fell into a shallow pit that was half mud and half stone, life and death were unknown, the mobile phone was a little pitiful, what was wrong with it?

Song Lieyuan's kindness was great, he took a step, fell down two steps from the soft slope under his feet, walked a few steps, reached the edge of the pit, picked up the mobile phone from the soil, his vitality was quite tenacious, and there was no sign of bleeding except for the small scratches.

The last time it was torn apart.

Her call was still there in the call log, and Song Lieyuan glanced at it, wiped the plaster off the string of numbers, and put it in his pocket.

See who has held back whom?.

He is naΓ―ve, vexatious, and nasty.

Luo Yin Chengzhu is in his chest, always calm, like the cold foot of the mountain in front of him.

The car shuttles through the plains and mountains, and the white water glows in the night, like a mirror.

Song Lieyuan frowned, and when he arrived at the destination, a group of friends stood at the door of the villa to greet him, he relaxed his expression, and shook hands with them one by one with a businesslike smile.

Song Liu secretly pulled off the edge of his clothes and talked to him as a younger brother.

"Hey, brother, what's wrong with you, you can't give up all day, you're in love?"

Song Lieyuan glanced at him with a sneer, "The eyes are quite poisonous." ”

It's not just poison, but you also know who you're targeting.

Song Liu's heart is a mirror, this is the professional convenience of personal assistants, Song Lieyuan's business jet routes to the UK were all arranged by him below, not to mention that he personally went into battle to monitor the Su family's every move before, then the Su family and Luo Yin have a blood relationship, doesn't Song Lieyuan like Luo Yin to be so concerned about the Su family?

"Did you quarrel with your sister?"

"I'm arguing alone, she's calm." Song Lieyuan said, pouring a glass of liquor into his mouth.

Song Liu persuaded him in a sympathetic tone.

"My sister is like that, coldly and silently, when she quarrels, it's good that she can reply to you in two sentences, it's not that you don't know her temperament, and she can't make a slap with five slaps."

Of course, Song Lieyuan knew her temper.

A long, long time ago, he knew it from the beginning of his liking to her.

Otherwise, with her cleverness, how could she not see that she liked him, all friends were, and his expression was not obvious? It's just that he is cold, and in the final analysis, he just doesn't like him.

Now that they are married, ask her if she loves him, heh, hesitate.

Song Lieyuan had no sense of security, very much.

Song Liu saw through it and persuaded him again.

"You are now in a different place, and this is how it is in a different place, apprehension, speculation, doubt, self-denial! So, wait until she comes back, maybe when you two meet, there will be nothing left, believe me, little brother's experience. ”

Song Lieyuan stopped his wine glass, as if he was listening carefully to Song Liu's words, in fact, his heart drifted away inexplicably, the distant mountain was dark and ethereal, wild and beautiful, like a black hole, like the person in his heart.

"Come, Lieyuan have a drink! The brothers are not xenophobic! "Someone came from the other side of the table with a wine glass.

The authentic Rongcheng liquor is down-to-earth and extremely lethal, and Song Liu drank a glass and was a little dizzy.

Song Lieyuan's alcohol consumption has always been good, but he can't stand drinking like this.

I saw him stand up, holding a mobile phone that had not rang for a long time in one hand, and tilting his head with a cup in the other, and the scene was thunderous with joy and encouragement by him.

"That's how the liquor in Rongcheng should be drunk." The young man, who had done his best in the manners of a landlord, was very delicate, and his fair face was stained with wine and slightly red, and he took out a rough wine jar from under the table, and slammed it on the delicately shiny table.

Song Liu sighed twice, not daring to stretch out his head.

Song Lieyuan put down his mobile phone, propped his hands on the table, looked up at the man who made the sound, and laughed contemptuously.

"This altar belongs to me, do you dare to accompany it?"

It's a bit big to play.

The man happily drew another jar from under the table, "Dare, why don't you dare." ”

"Okay, happy." Song Lieyuan gave him a thumbs up, swept the small crystal cup to the ground, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

No one cared about the fragile sound, Song Lie used the bowl as a cup, and poured the liquor like tap water, which made the men's blood gush.

Song Liu sat there without saying a word, this group of blind people patronized and drank, didn't they find that Song Lieyuan was wrong, when did he indulge in alcohol so much?

Song Liu was no better than those blind people, because he was a coward, and when he reached out to stop Song Lieyuan's third bowl of wine, he was frightened by the smiling expression he had seen, Song Liu smiled and withdrew his hand and sat down again.

After a long time, the group of crazy people were drunk and sent back collectively by the driver, this villa is Song Lieyuan's property in Rongcheng, Song Liu cleaned up the aftermath, and drove Song Lieyuan to the long stairs of the stairs with a drunken voice, at this time, a phone call interrupted his humming and laborious sound.

As soon as he looked at the name on the electricity, Song Liu almost cried bitterly.

"Sister, why did you call? If I had come earlier, my brother wouldn't have done this. ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ What happened to him? Luo Yin's voice was tense.

"What's the matter, I'm holding my phone and waiting for you all night, there is no ring, you know he is carrying ......"

Song Liu seemed to find a coquettish point, exaggerated compared to the size of the wine jar, and it was not enjoyable to be one-handed, with a mobile phone on his shoulder, and a super large circle with both hands together, so big three words had not yet been spoken, suddenly, the man who was let go by his own hands fell down the stairs, rumbling like a sweet potato rolling down, and stopped with a bang on the first floor.

Song Lieyuan let out a heavy muffled sound, reflexively clasped his knees, and his body shrank into a curved arc in pain.

Song Liu was stunned and looked at the phone, "It's over, Brother Yuan's leg is broken." ”