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Ye Zhaojue didn't have a chance to buy gifts for Ningxia, he had already prepared them in advance.

The rain was a little lighter, but it was still majestic.

Ningxia walked steadily under the umbrella held up by him, and the heels of his shoes made small muddy splashes.

The umbrella is large, and she is gently hugged in her arms, steadfast and at ease.

"Ye Zhaojue." She spoke suddenly, her thin tone indistinct from the rush of rain.

Still, he was able to catch it in time, "Huh? ”

His jaw was slightly lower, but his gaze was always fixed on his surroundings. Leaning his ear over to indicate that he was listening.

With his mouth close to him, Ningxia said heartily word by word: "The first time I came to visit, I didn't think it was good." The gift you bought for me was at best a gift you gave me, not my own. I have to choose a gift myself, that's the least respect I have for my uncle and aunt, do you agree? ”

She doesn't say, "What do you think?" but "Do you agree?"

It's really stubborn.

"Agreed." Ye Zhaojue curled his lips and looked at her with his eyes down.

Ningxia also tilted the corners of his mouth, put down his arm holding him from behind his back, took the initiative to hug it, and said, "Then let's go pick a gift." ”

***

Ningxia felt that it was her negligence that she failed to prepare the gift in advance, and it stands to reason that what to buy should not be something to worry about today.

In fact, she didn't expect to be bothered about sending something all of a sudden.

Originally, she thought it was quite simple - buy some fruit on the way?

They usually buy fruits on weekdays, and they buy whatever they want, no matter how expensive the Ye family is, they can't eat ruby Roman grapes every day, right?

She also consulted Ye Xiaofan for this, and Xiaofan said: "If I really go to eat any ruby Roman grapes, my father will have to beat me to death." Do you know how expensive that thing is, it's more than 200 dollars each, and that's a special one! I sue you, you don't have to think too much, you usually treat them how you treat me, the more simple the better, the aesthetics of the two old men in our family are still stuck in thirty years ago, the more you seem to be able to live, the more they like you. Just look at my aunt and my mother, I, Ye Xiaoyu, Ye Zhaohuai, we don't have much pocket money. ”

Although Ye Xiaofan's speech was a little unreliable logically, it still made her more or less settle down.

However, when she asked to see what gift Ye Zhaojue bought for her, her calm mood was gone.

A set of purple sand tea sets and a pot of succulents.

A bottle of 53-degree Moutai and a string of phoenix-eyed Bodhi.

As well as a gamepad, a jersey, and a concert ticket.

Although Ningxia is clumsy, it can see something unusual. For example, Moutai is 82 years old, the jersey has the signature of a certain star, and the concert ticket is the front row of the VIP area.

Even if she doesn't know much about tea utensils, succulents, Bodhi, and handles, she can get a key message from the above three things: they are not cheap.

In contrast, Ningxia can't send fruits.

She sat in the car silently, her brain a little unmoving.

The tall buildings on both sides of the road were shrouded in hazy smoke and rain, and quickly retreated.

Ningxia finally settled down his thoughts, staring at the blurry window, the blurred rearview mirror outside the window...... I started to think about what to give.

Vaguely, I heard Ye Zhaojue ask, "Have you thought about where to go?" ”

"No ......" blurted out.

He seemed to laugh, softly.

Ningxia slanted at him from the corner of his eyes and remained silent.

Ye Zhaojue sensed it, and also glanced at her slightly, and then chuckled again.

With a dozen steering wheels, the car turned from the fork in the road, and Ningxia was unconscious.

She flattened her mouth: "Are you laughing at me?" ”

Ye Zhaojue glanced at her with a smile, and asked instead of answering: "Is it okay to be entangled?" ”

"......" turned out to be in his eyes!

Ningxia was so depressed that he couldn't speak. Turn your head and look out the window.

The rain was winding, and her vision was unexpectedly raised, and she saw a row of rooftops of various forms. Suddenly I realized something, and immediately turned to the windshield.

viaduct, they went up viaduct.

"Where are we going?"

"My home."

"......" Ningxia didn't know what to say.

After driving another hundred meters and leaving her a buffer time, Ye Zhaojue said slowly: "What is mine is yours, and my mind is also your mind, don't forget it in the future." ”

Obviously there is no domineering and forced tone, it sounds gentle and gentle, but why is it so awkward?

Ningxia looked at him in a daze, looking stupid.

Ye Zhaojue looked at her, his eyebrows raised slightly: "Don't agree?" ”

This time, with a look of intimidation, Ningxia laughed.

"Ye Zhaojue." She couldn't help but call him, "Am I being hypocritical?" I always think that I have to do everything so that I can please your family. But I obviously made the wrong effort. ”

"It's not."

“…… Well? ”

"It's not hypocrisy." Ye Zhaojue looked ahead, and after half a second, his voice was lowered, word by word, "Xiao Xia, you can rest assured that everything will be handed over to me in the future." Previously you were alone, now you have me. ”

Ningxia's heart was stagnant. I should have guessed that Xiaofan would definitely talk to him about her situation.

She is used to being independent, does not rely too much on others, and is easy to look forward and backward when doing things, and it is inevitable that she will be careful about it. Sometimes the direction is right, and there will be fewer detours; Sometimes, like just now, think too much and drive yourself into a dead end.

Ye Zhaojue has already seen this.

He hoped that his little girl could live a carefree life, like his sister Xiaofan, and enjoy the most unbridled life in the prime of life. Those things that need to be nerve-wracking can be left to him, he is eight years older than her, and he uses experience and experience as capital to solve her problems, instead of standing behind her and being a useless old man.

Ning Xia was silent for a long time, he learned her previous tone, and asked tepidly: "Do you agree?" ”

He looked at Ningxia, and Ningxia looked at him. But he withdrew his gaze after a moment because he had to concentrate on driving.

The car was still on the elevated road, and the Chenliang Mansion where they lived was nearly an hour's drive from the Qianshan Lakeside Garden Villas where the Ye Mansion was located. One in the south and one in the north.

got off an elevated road, drove for half a moment, and got on another elevated road, Ningxia had a side face against the seat, and kept looking at him quietly.

After a long time, the rain outside gradually subsided, the face of the city unfolded little by little, and the cab was still silent.

"I agree." Ningxia said in a low voice, "Ye Zhaojue, I agree." ”

She decided to tell him her story. As he said, you can leave anything to him in the future.

"I want to tell you a story, do you want to hear it?" She pursed her lips unconsciously.

Ye Zhaojue paused before nodding: "If you want to say, I'll listen." ”

Ningxia turned his head to look at the window and said, "I want to open the window a little, it's boring." ”

"Okay."

The window glass next to the passenger seat lowered a narrow slit, and the slanting wind and drizzle touched Ningxia's cheek from time to time.

***

Her mother, Jiang Wan, is a university teacher who lives a meticulous life and grows a lot of plants and flowers.

She is not a strong woman, she has no big ambitions, her demeanor is gentle and watery, and her students' evaluation of her is always quiet, gentle, and amiable.

His father, Ning Yunsheng, is a TV station director and a food program host.

He has studied food and has published books and columns, but unfortunately the response is not high, and he is not famous.

Originally, the life of the family was not salty or light, and they lived a very stable and comfortable life, and they could sit together and have dinner happily every day.

It wasn't until Ningxia was 12 years old that Ning Yunsheng seized a rare opportunity to become the producer of a global food discovery show, and served as the host himself, leading the team to fly around the world, deeply documenting the little-known food traditions and customs of various countries and regions.

The program was recorded first and then broadcast, which lasted for three years, during which Ning Yunsheng only went home twice, and often couldn't get through on the phone for ten days and half a month.

Jiang Wan has complained, and Ningxia has also complained, but the grievances between her and her mother are different after all.

She complained that she didn't have her father's company, but Jiang Wan complained that having a husband meant not having a husband, and she had to take care of everything alone. Changing light bulbs and opening sewers are just trivial things, and when she is teased by the words and deeds of a misbehaving man, she wishes to have him by her side, and she hopes that when she returns home, she will have a warm and strong embrace that can support her at all times.

But no, there was no way to even talk on the phone. He is either busy or not in the service area.

Ning Yunsheng always said: "Wanwan, I have a hunch that I will definitely succeed this time. You wait for me to come back. ”

Okay, she waits.

But just when the recording of the show was about to come to an end, Jiang Wan had an accident.

On that day, Ningxia had a severe cold and high fever, and the whole person was spread out on the bed, and his whole body hurt. Jiang Wan drove her to the hospital, and collided with a van on the road, killing one and injuring two.

It was Jiang Wan who died, and it was the van driver and Ningxia who were injured.

The autopsy report marked 31 percent alcohol content, Jiang Wan was drunk driving, and the cause of the accident was running a red light.

But even if she was so irrational, at the last moment, she slammed the steering wheel to the right and protected Ningxia in time.

***

“…… Blood, all blood, I wanted to go up and hug her, but my leg was stuck in the car and I couldn't move, so I could only try to stretch out my hand to get closer to ......"

Ningxia couldn't go on, she felt that the air in the car was so stuffy that she was about to suffocate.

She lowered all the windows of her car, and the rain outside did not completely stop, and her cheeks were wet with the rain in a few moments.

Before that, she had never really resented Ning Yunsheng. Even when Jiang Wan called "Yunsheng, Yunsheng" with blood, she didn't blame him in the slightest.

But when they were sent to the hospital together, Jiang Yiran couldn't get through Ning Yunsheng's phone;

When Jiang Wan failed to get out of the operating room safely, she was sent to the intensive care unit, and Jiang Yiran still couldn't get through to Ning Yunsheng's phone;

When Jiang Wan was cremated and buried, she cried so much that she couldn't make a sound and had to be discharged from the hospital to see her off, Jiang Yiran still couldn't get through to Ning Yunsheng's phone;

When Jiang Wan finally called Ning Yunsheng on the eighth day of her peace, she was lying on the bed in the ordinary ward, and her heart was indifferent.

For a long time, she blamed Jiang Wan's death on herself. If she didn't have a fever and didn't squeamish humming the pain in her body, Jiang Wan wouldn't have driven out while drinking.

For a long time, she was afraid of any vehicle, refused to sit in the passenger seat, refused to see the cab, and even though she chose to forget about it through psychotherapy, she still refused to take a driver's license to learn to drive.

Ningxia: "Ye Zhaojue, do you know what it's like to walk in the dark?" I was a plant that my mother was tending for, and the only sun was taken away by God and I could no longer photosynthesize. ”