I met you in the most beautiful years [137] It turned out that this ta, not her, but him.
Coming out of the community, Ye Hehuan saw the familiar off-road vehicle on the side of the road, and the original chaotic mood dissipated, replaced by a faint sweetness.
After getting in the car, she looked at the time and deliberately whispered, "Twenty...... Four minutes, is there any impatience? ”
"Two cigarettes, it's not too long." Yu Zhongxiao was in a good mood and asked her to fasten her seat belt, he turned the steering wheel lightly with his backhand, and asked her, "Where do you want to go today?" ”
Ye Hehuan stared at his side face, she remembered the scene when the two first met, at that time, she always felt that he was a person who spoke and did things, no matter who he was talking about, he was silent and alienated, even if he communicated with Han Jingqiu, he didn't see the love like glue, it was plain, it seemed that Han Jingqiu was hot there.
Suddenly, she somewhat understood Han Jingqiu's derailment at that time.
She is young, but she also has a woman's intuition, and she can feel that Yu Zhongxiao is different from herself, even if she doesn't love her, she still likes it, right?
When the car was waiting for the red light, Ye Hehuan remembered that the shirt she bought for Yu Zhongxiao in her schoolbag had not been given to him, and she said, "Hmm...... Let's go back to Binjiang Garden, I'm a little tired these days and want to sleep again. ”
Yu Zhongxiao noticed a faint halo under her eyes, and when he restarted the car, he held her left hand that was resting on his lap.
His hands were large, and the joints were hard, dry, and hotter than hers.
Ye Hehuan did not break free.
That's it, I shook all the way.
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The apartment in Binjiang Court is still the same as when they left in the morning, a little messy, but it is also alive and no longer so lifeless.
When he opened the door and entered the house, Ye Hehuan threw down the sentence 'Wait for me' and ran into the master bedroom.
Yu Zhongxiao just put the car keys on the tea table, and when he looked up, he saw her coming mysteriously with her schoolbag, and couldn't help but wonder: "What are you doing with your schoolbag?" ”
Ye Hehuan sat on the sofa, patted his side again, and said to him, "I have something to give you." ”
She looked at him, her bright cat eyes full of anticipation and joy, as if she was the one who was about to receive the gift.
Yu Zhongxiao was as good as a stream, and sat down on the sofa: "What is it?" ”
Ye Hehuan lowered his head, unzipped his schoolbag, and took out his shirt: "I saw it when I was shopping with Fan Tiantian that day, and I think it should be quite suitable for you." ”
When she said this, she seemed a little embarrassed, and habitually scratched the roots of her ears.
"You can try it, and if the size is not right, you can change it-"
Yu Zhongxiao took the shirt, the quality was very good, the fabric suitable for spring and autumn wear, he looked at her with interest: "You picked it?" ”
"Well, don't you like it?"
Yu Zhongxiao didn't answer, but tried on his shirt directly in the living room.
Ye Hehuan looked at his back, every man has his own color, she thinks that cold colors are the most suitable for Yu Zhongxiao, although it looks hard, but if you taste it carefully, you will taste a unique masculine taste.
She stood up, hugged Yu Zhongxiao's waist from the side, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's still so beautiful and delicious." ”
"That's how you use it?"
"Don't like this idiom? Then change one, graceful? Or is it a national color? ”
Yu Zhongxiao chuckled, pulled down Ye Hehuan's arm, and turned around: "Didn't you say you're tired?" Don't go to bed yet? ”
"Halfway through the words, he drove me again-" Ye Hehuan stuck it again: "You haven't told me if you like it or not?" ”
"Hmm."
"What do you mean?"
"It's pretty good."
"Do you like it or not?"
Yu Zhongxiao had already taken off his shirt, and when he saw that she had been asking, he reached out and pulled her over: "Do you like to ask the root so much?" ”
"Don't you still like backwards?"
“……”
In the end, Ye Hehuan won the argument with no skin and no face, and then ran to sleep happily.
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Lying in bed and tossing and turning, I couldn't fall asleep.
Got out of bed barefoot, tiptoed to the door, and saw Yu Zhongxiao cleaning up the snack garbage thrown by Lu Yanyan in the living room, Yu Zhongxiao noticed her gaze, turned his head, saw her lying by the door, and said, "Go to sleep, I'll call you when you can eat." ”
Ye Hehuan rubbed his feet against each other: "What about you?" I sleep, what are you doing? ”
She actually wanted to ask, will you be bored if you are alone?
Yu Zhongxiao seemed to see her concerns, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "Then you come to clean up, and I'll go to sleep?" ”
As soon as the words fell, there was no one at the door of the bedroom, and then her squeamish voice came from the room: "My mouth is dry, you pour me a glass of water~"
There was only overnight water in the kitchen.
Yu Zhongxiao inserted half a pot in an electric kettle, and five minutes later, the water boiled, and he went to the second bedroom with a cup, and when he went in, he saw Ye Hehuan nested on the bed.
She was already asleep.
Lying on your side with an air-conditioner quilt between your legs.
Yu Zhongxiao put the water cup on the bedside table, moved very lightly, and then stood on the edge of the bed and looked at the sleeping little face bathed in the sun.
I don't know how long he looked at it, but he turned around and closed the thick curtains.
Ye Hehuan was woken up by hunger.
The room was pitch black, she didn't know what time it was, and when she wanted to get up, she found that there was still someone lying next to her.
Yu Zhongxiao from
Tang hugged her from behind, Ye Hehuan could feel his smooth and undulating breathing, whether he was fake sleeping this time or not, she didn't want to wake him up, and closed her eyes again.
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It was three o'clock in the afternoon when I woke up again.
Yu Zhongxiao woke up earlier than her, and when Ye Hehuan washed his face in the bathroom, he had already prepared all the meals.
After eating, the sun had almost set.
Ye Hehuan wanted to lie back on the bed and play with her mobile phone again, but Yu Zhongxiao dragged her downstairs for a walk.
"Older people only take a walk after dinner." Ye Hehuan said angrily.
Yu Zhongxiao held her hand, and when he heard this, his hand tightened, and he pressed the elevator button with his other hand: "Then you should accompany the elderly to relieve their boredom." ”
Ye Hehuan heard his salty and non-salty self-deprecation, the corners of his mouth grinned, and he subconsciously circled his arm when he walked out of the elevator.
Binjiang Garden is close to the river in City B, and next to it is a bridge across the river.
Along the way, there are many couples by the bridge, and a newlywed couple is taking wedding photos, the photographer is there to ask the newlyweds to pose, and the assistant is waiting next to him with a reflector.
Ye Hehuan stopped, stood on the side and watched them take pictures, thinking what would happen if she and Yu Zhongxiao came to take pictures?
Compared with a black dress, Yu Zhongxiao is more suitable for a straight military uniform.
Back at the apartment, it was overcast and dark.
Ye Hehuan's mobile phone shook, a text message came in, she unlocked it and clicked on it, it was Ye Zhimin who sent her to tell her that she had taken people home.
Sitting on the sofa with his legs bent, Ye Hehuan was a little absent-minded.
Is Han Minjing really sober?
From Ye Zhimin's words, Ye Hehuan guessed that Han Minjing was still unwilling to divorce, otherwise she should let the Han family pick her up.
When she comes back to the Ye family, what can she do?
Han Minjing was forbearant back then, and she could deceive herself, because she was Mrs. Ye who was upright, and Yin Lian was a shameless junior, so what about now, the years can always make people forget something, Han Minjing has faded out of this circle for more than ten years, how can she compare to Yin Lian's hard work over the years?
……
Yu Zhongxiao answered the phone on the balcony, it was Zhang Ji who called, and there was something wrong with the military exercise plan at the end of the month that he had formulated, so he rushed back to the army immediately.
Putting down the phone, Yu Zhongxiao planned to send Ye Hehuan back to school first.
"I'll go back to the compound in the evening."
Coming out of the apartment building, Ye Hehuan said, "You can go back to the army directly, I can take the bus back." ”
Yu Zhongxiao didn't listen to her and insisted on sending her to the gate of the compound.
Seeing the off-road vehicle disappear at the intersection, Ye Hehuan turned around and entered the compound with his schoolbag on his back.
Walking on the road, she took out her mobile phone halfway and wanted to call home, but hesitated, and finally did nothing, and hid her phone back.
The closer she got to the Ye family's yard, the slower she walked.
Ye Hehuan thought to herself, if she saw Han Minjing later, what kind of reaction should she make?
Burst into tears and called for your mother?
It doesn't seem like it can be done......
She looked down at her two hands, one of which had a faint scar on the palm of her hand, which the doctor had said would never be erased in her life.
Rounding the corner, Ye Hehuan paused, she looked at the emaciated figure with a shawl at the door of the Ye family's courtyard, and her fingers tightened the schoolbag strap on her shoulder.
Han Minjing's shadow was stretched by the street lights, slanting against the courtyard wall, her hair was shoulder-length, although she was still elegant and free, but so many years of life in the sanatorium still left the traces of time on her body.
She stood there, like waiting for someone.
Han Minjing suddenly looked over here, and the moment she met Ye Hehuan's eyes, she was slightly stunned, but then she looked away.
With that unfamiliar glance, Ye Hehuan knew that Han Minjing didn't recognize herself.
A middle-aged woman came out of the courtyard and asked Han Minjing to go back to the house and wait.
"Sister-in-law Yun, do you think she really doesn't want to see me?" Han Minjing seemed to be asking others, and she seemed to be talking to herself, and the loss on her face couldn't be hidden.
Ye Hehuan bit her lip and tasted a faint salty smell, but she still walked over.
When I was about to walk to the door, I heard Han Minjing turn around and say to Sister-in-law Yun lightly: "You help me take out my mobile phone, I will call him personally, if he Ye Zanwen doesn't want that old face, I don't have anything to say." ”
Ye Hehuan looked at Han Minjing's back, and suddenly realized at this moment.
It turned out that this ta, not her, but him.