Ji Wan exclaimed, and almost instinctively went to pull He Yuhan, but He Yuhan didn't move, let the ashtray corner smash on his forehead, made a muffled sound, and then fell to the ground and shattered.

A few traces of blood oozed from the corners of his forehead and slid down his cheeks, but he didn't even frown, he stood straight in place, his eyes still unyielding to meet He Ning. He Yutong, who was sitting next to him, was happily nibbling on chocolate, but when he saw this movement, he cried "wow", and the chocolate fell to the ground: "Brother...... My brother was bleeding...... My brother is going to die......".

"Go get the medicine box." He Weifang reacted almost immediately, quickly stepped forward to cover He Yuhan's injury, and shouted at Aunt An next to him.

The girl next to the sofa turned pale, and forced a smile to pull He Ning's arm: "Grandpa He scared me to death, don't be angry with Yu Han, Yu Han has always respected you in his heart, he just drilled the tip of the horns." ”

The old man next to him also came to play a round: "Okay, Lao He, who has not made a mistake in this generation of children, he will know that we are all good for him in the future." ”

Several female relatives in the family, including Zhan Yun, stood up, whether they were sincere or false, they all persuaded and persuaded one by one, and they helped to help, and immediately squeezed Ji Wan away from He Yuhan's side.

Ji Wan's heart beat unobeyed, beating her chest again and again, the bright red blood stains continued to magnify in front of her eyes, and an uncontrollable pain rose from her heart, and she had to use all her strength to prevent herself from rushing to He Yuhan's impulse control hands and feet.

He Weilan, who had been watching coldly, looked at her with interest, looked at He Yuhan again, and laughed softly: "Have courage." ”

Ji Wan's heart is getting more and more uncomfortable, these relatives of He Yuhan are really ...... Is this the daily life of a wealthy family? Especially this grandfather, she can't help but think of her grandmother, who is so kind and amiable, and she is reluctant to say a word about her since she was a child, which is a world of difference: "He has always been so ...... Fierce? ”

"Fierce?" He Weilan smiled dumbly, "His willingness to hit people is the best result, which shows that there is still room for things to turn around." ”

Ji Wanhu looked at He Ning suspiciously, indeed, although He Ning's face was blue with anger, his eyes fell on He Yuhan's wound from time to time, with unconcealed concern.

"I kind of admire that kid, he really came prepared," He Weilan said thoughtfully, "It's weird, you two don't seem to be in love to death, it's me who lost my eye." ”

Ji Wan was shocked, but his face was silent, and he asked lightly: "Then what do you think we should do to love each other?" ”

"For example, now, shouldn't you rush to treat the wound and then show the old man his heart with tears in his eyes? How can you still have the leisure to observe the words and deeds of our family members and chat with me? He Weilan's eyes were sharp, and they fell into her eyes inquiringly.

Ji Wan looked at him calmly: "I think it's better to stand by his lover's side when he needs him the most, than to show you all the time, some people just do the opposite, this little wound ......"

He Weilan's face changed suddenly, his eyes showed pain, and he suddenly turned around and walked out.

Ji Wan was stunned, she didn't know what she said wrong.

"Wanwan." He Yuhan's cry came from behind him, Ji Wan turned his head, and saw that he was surrounded by a group of people with a helpless expression, and gauze was pasted on his forehead, which made him look a little funny.

The corners of Ji Wan's mouth couldn't help but bend, walked in front of him in a few steps, naturally held his outstretched hand, and complained in a low voice: "I'm so stupid, I don't know how to flash faster." ”

"Okay, okay, today is Dad's birthday banquet, and everything will be said tomorrow," He Weifang smiled stiffly, "There is a large group of guests outside, Yu Han, don't let people laugh." ”

"Yes," He Weiting also smiled kindly, "Dad, you dissipate your anger, let it go in advance, good health, and a long life are the most important." ”

The people below all echoed the voice, He Yuling helped He Ning to calm down on the side, He Yutong actually timidly went to pull He Ning's hand, and said in a milky voice while sobbing: "Grandpa...... Grandpa, don't be angry with your brother...... Tongtong will give you all the chocolates......"

He Ning was silent for a moment, his face was slightly pale, and he smiled at the old man beside him: "Old Shen, Wei Ya, let the two of you see the joke, let's go, go out and get together with old friends first, it's all this age, get together once less." ”

The crowd followed He Ning out, He Weifang walked at the end, and couldn't help but drag He Yuhan with hatred: "Okay, come with me and take a family photo." ”

The photographers are ready, this is the family rule of the He family, every year He Ning will take a family photo on his birthday, and almost no one has pulled it down after so many years.

He Yuhan pulled Ji Wan to stand beside him, and it seemed that he had no intention of taking pictures together.

Few outsiders saw the scene in the living room just now, but now everyone is celebrating the birthday, relatives, friends, partners, nearly a hundred pairs of eyes are staring, and several of them are whispering suspiciously. Xi Yan also stood not far from them, his originally casual expression became solemn, and his eyes were full of concern.

Ji Wan secretly pushed He Yuhan: "Go quickly, don't make it too ugly." ”

He Yuhan remained motionless.

Ji Wan was a little anxious: "Didn't you say you wanted to stir up your family?" If you continue like this, you will have to cut off relations with your family, how can you stir up? ”

He Yuhan stared at her for a while, his deep eyes made it difficult to see the feelings: "Don't you want to stand next to me and take a family photo with me?" ”

"Do you think it's possible?" According to He Ning's posture just now, I'm afraid that I can't wait to kill her.

He Yuhan smiled slightly: "My grandfather wants face the most, and he regards Heyu more than anything else, there are many heavyweights who have important things to announce today, otherwise why do you think I chose this day." ”

After speaking, he strode forward, Ji Wan was caught off guard, and was dragged by him to stagger two steps before he could keep up with his pace.

"Grandpa, I wish you a long life and good health." He Yuhan handed over a sandalwood box, "This is the purple sandalwood Buddha beads of the Ming Dynasty, and Wanwan and I specially went to Qianlong Temple to ask Zen Master Fahua to open the light and bless." ”

This is a clear lie, and Ji Wan's face is a little dry.

He Ning snorted coldly, unmoved.

He Yuhan took out the red sandalwood Buddha beads and put his gloves on He Ning's hand, but took a step back, still holding Ji Wan's hand, without the slightest intention of joining the team.

The eyes on the side are different, doubtful, interested, inquiring, and even ill-intentioned.

"Don't get in the way, go to your dad." He Ning finally opened his mouth.

He Yuhan pulled Ji Wan to stand beside He Wei'an and Zhan Yun with a calm expression.

As the photographer pressed the shutter, the family photo of the He family this year was frozen in an instant.

It was almost three o'clock after the birthday banquet at noon, and the news that He Yuhan was supposed to be announced as the owner of the Heyu Consortium was naturally not announced, no matter how cunning he was, He Weiting's face was about to bloom.

After sending off the guests, He Ning went upstairs and never came down, originally according to the convention, the evening would be a relatively relaxed family banquet, but now it seems that everyone is not in the mood and looks embarrassed.

He Yuhan was so happy that no one disturbed, and pulled Ji Wan to visit the old mansion where he had lived since he was a child.

The building of the old house has a history of more than 100 years, it has been renovated once in the middle, there are two buildings, one high and one short, the short one is a two-story building, where some drivers and servants live in the family, the high one is a three-story small western-style building, He Ning has not divided the family, except for the adult grandchildren who do not like to be restrained, several sons live in it, and even He Weifang also has a place to live, so as to facilitate their family to visit on weekends.

He Yuhan's room was on the west end of the third floor, and it was very clean, and there was a bottle of trimmed fresh lilies on the bedside table.

"My mother likes flower arrangement, and Aunt An learned a lot from my mother, and she still retains this habit." He Yuhan looked at the vase of flowers, and his eyes showed a rare gentle color.

It must have been a quiet and beautiful woman.

A young woman wearing a cheongsam appeared in front of Ji Wan's eyes, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, standing quietly by the windowsill and cutting flower branches, sparse shadows and horizontal slopes, and dark fragrance floating, just like a chic picture of a lady with a fine brush.

She ...... How did he die? She blurted out.

A hint of gloom flashed in He Yuhan's eyes, and he said after a while: "I committed suicide with depression." ”

Ji Wan was taken aback: "How could it be ......?"

"My grandfather's family had an accident, and my mother was in a bad mood all the time, and then she found out that it was depression, and after treatment for a while, we all thought she was better, but one day she committed suicide inexplicably."

He Yuhan's voice did not fluctuate, but Ji Wan heard a heavy depressed sadness, at this moment, time seemed to go backwards, He Yuhan was no longer the man who controlled a qiē from above, but the young man who mourned her dead mother under the moonlit night.

She subconsciously wanted to be comforted, but suddenly she didn't know what to say, and all words were pale in the face of this pain.

He Yuhan's hand touched her cheek, rubbed it gently, and muttered, "It's good to have you, I don't feel too sad when I think of this." ”

Ji Wan's whole person froze, and after such a hesitation, He Yuhan let go of his hand, and walked to the study with a calm expression: "Come, take a look inside." ”

The study room is very simple, a bookcase and a recliner, the books in the bookcase are some years old, many of them are beginning to yellow, Ji Wan hurriedly glanced at it, almost all of them are some textbooks and learning materials from high school, and there is a certificate in the middle, which reads the second prize of the New Year's Day Art Show of Ji'an Shi Yàn Middle School.

"You still have it?" A hint of surprise flashed in Ji Wan's eyes.

"I'll keep everything related to you." He Yuhan's voice was low and slow.

Ji Wan avoided his gaze and said unnaturally, "I...... It's all lost. ”

He Yuhan's eyes froze: "It's okay, I'll just keep it in my heart." ”

The atmosphere was a little dull all of a sudden, Ji Wan casually pulled out a book, pretended to lower her head and flipped through it, and only halfway through it did she see that this was a sophomore language, and the familiar words came into view, and she read it with great interest.

Looking at her lowered eyelashes and soft side face, He Yuhan's stuffy chest smoothed out slightly, what does it matter, now that she is beside her, she is his legal wife, and he has time to let her slowly recall the past qiē.

"You stay here for a while, and I'll go and say goodbye to grandpa."

"Haven't you eaten dinner?"

"Don't eat it, today is our newlywed, it's not too much to have a world for two, right?" He Yuhan said lightly, walked out, and paused halfway through, "You turn to page seventy-eight and take a look." ”

Before Ji Wan could react, his figure disappeared at the door.

A little impetuous.

Ji Wan took two deep breaths, flipped through it casually, and finally couldn't hold back and turned to page seventy-eight.

Above is a Liu Yong's Yulin bell, and next to the ancient poem is He Yuhan's handwriting, stroke by stroke, revealing a sharp momentum, all written are the words "Ji Wan", covering almost all the blank space on this page, and behind the sentence "Speechless and choking", the two words "Ji Wan" are drawn into a three-dimensional with a black pen, and the force penetrates the back of the paper, almost piercing the paper.

Ji Wan looked at it blankly for a long time, and suddenly remembered that on the day the two of them broke up, the Chinese teacher just adjusted the learning progress and advanced the ancient poems of this lesson.

She bit her lip, and there was a heat in her eyes: the handwriting under her eyes was like a soldering iron, burning her eyeballs.

Quickly closing the book and stuffing it into the bookcase, she walked to the window in a few steps, pushed it open, the evening wind blew in, she closed her eyes and let go for a few minutes, and her disordered mind calmed down a little.

The landscape outside the window is beautiful, the trees are very neatly trimmed, the grass in the front yard is like grass, the fence is beautiful wisteria, locust trees, camphor trees, osmanthus trees are scattered, and there are even several rows of chic bamboo trimming near the outer wall of the first floor.

Suddenly, her eyes froze, and beside Xiuzhu, who was leaning against the wall, there were two people half-hidden in the shade of the trees, looking as if they were arguing fiercely about something.