Shi Yan heard her say this, did not squeak again, but went around the front of the car to the cab to get into the car. 8

Xiao He, who followed behind, didn't understand the situation and ran up, and asked the hibiscus in the car in a daze: "That, the director said to wait and sing, aren't you going?" ”

"Don't go, tell the director, I'll leave beforehand." Mu Hibiscus immediately shook his head, and Shi Yan beside him had already started the car.

"Why don't you answer the phone?" Shi Yan looked unhappy, how many calls did he call her, every time he got through, but he didn't answer once, the first time he knew that she was angry.

Phone? Mu Hibiscus was stunned for a moment, then took out his mobile phone from his bag, sweating, okay, there were nearly twenty missed calls, more than ten were made by Shi Yan, and there were also Fang Yichen and Orange called.

"When I go to work, my mobile phone is usually on silent," Mu Hibiscus said slightly apologetically: "I got off work a little early today, and my colleagues walked together. ”

The corners of Shi Yan's mouth twitched, okay, he thought she was angry with him and deliberately didn't answer the phone, which made him nervous all night, but he didn't expect this girl to be a horse.

"Hey, what do you want to eat?" Seeing that he was only driving, Mu Hibiscus couldn't help but remind him in a low voice: "Next to it is the food street, and there are Chinese and Western food snack restaurants." Governor"

"Oh," he replied, but instead of heading for the food court, he continued to drive forward.

Hibiscus stopped gnawing, anyway, he went to eat, she was just a foil, not to mention that she still had a small gauze on her forehead, how ugly it looked, it was rare that he was more handsome than Wu Qilong, and the charming handsome guy who was more attractive than An Qixuan did not dislike it.

The car finally stopped in a narrow alley in the old district of Bincheng, where many kapok trees were planted on both sides of the alley, and the street shops on both sides were quietly serving customers under these kapok trees.

An old-fashioned two-story café, I don't know how many years Lu Dao has been open, the sign is in English, the handwriting is a little sloppy, and because the lights are too dim, she really can't translate this word into Chinese all at once.

Shi Yan motioned for her to get out of the car, there was a kapok tree next to her car door, in September, the branches were luxuriant, she carefully pushed the car door, not daring to push it open, for fear that the car door would hit the trunk of the kapok tree.

The two walked into the western restaurant together, the lights were dimer than the alleys, the air was filled with the smell of coffee, the dark green floor-to-ceiling windows made the whole space seem extremely quiet, and unknown piano music mixed with the aroma of coffee flowed in the air.

Sit down by the window on the second floor, with candles lit on a low Southeast Asian-style table, and a plate residing in imitation of blue and white porcelain resting against the wall, with some jasmine petals floating on the shallow water, and the natural fragrance wafts through the nose.

Hibiscus grew up in Bincheng, and she is said to be very familiar with Bincheng, but she didn't know that there was such a place in Ludao, such an ancient Western restaurant, and such a quiet and pleasant environment, she almost liked it as soon as she came in.

Shi Yan was ordering, flipping through the slightly historical recipe, he was asking her if she wanted to eat something more, she shook her head, she ate too much seafood, and she was a little full, so she couldn't eat anything at this time.

"Then let's have a cup of milk tea," he said naturally, and then covered the recipe and handed it to the waiter.

"No milk tea," she said almost instinctively refused, and when she saw him raise an eyebrow, she quickly added, "Then have a cup of coffee, Cappuccilo." ”

The waiter nodded, bent down slightly, and politely sent the word "wait" before turning around.

The waiter left, and the surroundings were quiet again, she liked the petals in the plate, and the small fish that were swimming, with chopsticks as thin as the head, so she couldn't help but reach out to catch the petals. Clamp the waves

Shi Yan sat there, leaning back slightly, quietly watching his little wife naughtily fishing for the petals and small fish in the imitation blue and white porcelain.

She was a woman who painted, with slender and slender fingers, and very white skin, which looked as white in the dim light as if a boiled duck egg had just been peeled, and looked like a porcelain doll.

And she didn't realize that he was looking at her, and at this time she finally rolled up a petal of white, so she pursed her pink lips mischievously, and blew gently on the petals, and the white petals and her fingers were almost natural.

For a moment, he saw a little flustered, and the petals seemed to be gradually melting at her fingertips, blending with her fingers, with an almost indescribable beauty.

The idiom "fingers are soft" popped up in his brain, but almost for a moment he felt that it was extremely unreliable to describe her fingers and petals at this time.

The thatch, though soft but rough, is like a finger? A delicate finger like hers is just like the petals on her fingertips, and it may melt away at the slightest touch.

The candlelight flickered gently not far from the dish, reflecting her white face like petals, and her black eyes as bright as a clear spring flickered with the fluttering of her eyelashes, like a forest elf.

Many years later, whenever Shi Yan came to this old-fashioned Western restaurant again, sat in the same position again, and looked at the empty seats opposite, he realized what kind of luxury tonight was.

The coffee was delivered, a cup per person, she didn't pretend to use a small spoon to keep stirring the cup, but drank it when she picked it up, but it turned out to be too hot, she was so hot that she quickly stuck out her tongue and spit it out, and her pink lips pouted, "It's so hot!" ”

He burst out laughing, and her expression was like a puppy with its tongue stuck out in the middle of summer, so cute that he couldn't help but feel the urge to kiss Fangze.

Of course he didn't, because the waiter had already brought his meal, blueberry sauce cod, and hibiscus couldn't help but taunt him, oops, did I think you only had trouble with cows, but you couldn't get along with fish either?

He was stunned for a moment, and then said lightly, how can you only get along with pigs like you?

She hurriedly said where can I be, I can't get along with the sea creatures tonight, crabs, shrimps, shellfish, and I have eaten a lot, what a sin, and if I die, I will definitely go to hell.

He ate quickly, and she was not talkative, and after a few words, she went to catch the little fish, probably because she felt that her fingers were too clumsy to use, and this time she actually used a coffee spoon to catch it.

Of course, he didn't catch it, but the little fish was also tossed by her, and he couldn't help but think in his heart, this little fish was so chased and blocked by her, even if she didn't catch it tonight, it was estimated that he would be exhausted to death.

When he finally finished eating, he was actually eating very slowly, because he liked this kind of time very much, and it took forty or fifty minutes, but when he checked out and asked her to leave, she still said unsatisfactorily: "Ah, you eat so quickly tonight!" ”

Of course, because she hadn't caught the little fish yet.

When he got in the car again, he asked her what her parents liked, saying that tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Festival, his new son-in-law still had to give some gifts to his parents-in-law, or it would be too rude.

Of course, moon cakes are cheesy, but this society has always been based on vulgarity, and if it is not vulgar, it seems to be out of society and out of life.

Moon cakes can't be missing, that's for sure, hibiscus means just buy a box of double yellow moon cakes, because the An family eats double yellow moon cakes every year, which is a tradition of southerners, and his father is a southerner, and his senior brother Huang Ruizhi also sends double yellow moon cakes every year.

But Shi Yan said that no matter what, he had to send something new, didn't he? Since you eat double yellow mooncakes every year, let your parents change the taste this year? It's always going to taste like something you eat something.

In the end, he bought a big ham moon cake, more than 700 a box, a box is actually a big moon cake, hibiscus said in his mouth that this is too wasteful, but he was also moved in his heart, after all, Shi Yan bought it for her parents.

Shi Yan bought Mid-Autumn Festival gifts for her parents, she couldn't avoid vulgarity, she also had to buy Mid-Autumn Festival gifts for the Shi family, but she didn't know what the Shi family liked, in addition to moon cakes, she had to buy some small gifts.

Shi Yan said casually, it just means, his father and Aunt Rong's he helped her prepare, Dad is a signature pen, Aunt Rong is a scarf that has just been listed, and grandma's, let Hibiscus choose one by herself.

Hibiscus has never bought anything for the elderly, so she can't get it accurately, and there are a variety of health care products, but the key is that she is not familiar with health care products, and she is afraid that in case of self-defeating, Grandma Shiyan still doesn't like it.

In the end, I stopped in the boutique, chose to choose, chose a comb, a horn comb, and the shopping guide said that this anti-static can also grow hair, and the effect said a lot, in fact, Hibiscus didn't remember these two.

The most important thing is to distinguish the authenticity, she really doesn't understand this, and specially called to ask the orange, but the orange is more rookie than her, saying that the young people use a horn comb, she uses a wooden comb, and the horn comb is much fake.

I don't know how to distinguish, so I picked the most expensive one in the store to buy, thinking to myself, it's more or less expensive to be more or less real, isn't there such an idiom as genuine?

Shi Yan was going to her house to give her parents a Mid-Autumn Festival gift, but on the way to the phone, she answered a phone call, and she didn't know what the person on the phone said, Mu Hibiscus only heard him say: "Okay, I'll be back soon!" ”

"Is something happening to your family?" Mu Hibiscus saw his solemn face, so he asked cautiously.

He shook his head, "No. ”

Hibiscus didn't want to ask again, because he obviously didn't mean to say anything more to her.

She couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart, although the two of them were husband and wife, but the two of them-

In the end, it's still unfamiliar!

Shi Yan sent her to the gate of the community, and she asked him not to drive in, because his face obviously meant that he was in a hurry to deal with something.

Shi Yan didn't insist, only said that when he came to pick her up tomorrow morning, he would send her parents off by the way, and then quickly turned the car around and drove away.

Hibiscus stood at the entrance of the community, the lights were still dim, the scent of nightshade and jasmine was mixed, and Shi Yan's car quickly disappeared into the night.

Looking up, the bright moon hung in the sky like a disk, but the clouds kept rushing towards the moon, and it seemed that the moon was shuttling through the clouds, but the stars couldn't jump out.

She walked slowly towards the community with a shopping bag in her hand, the shopping bag contained the gifts she was going to give to the three elders of the Shi family tomorrow, and most of the lights in the community were submerged in green, which seemed particularly quiet.

She sighed lightly, and couldn't help but remember that she had read Zhang Ailing's "Love in a Fallen City" many years ago, in which the white tassel met Fan Liuyuan by mistake because of a blind date after the divorce, and then the two deduced a legend of love in a fallen city.

Now, she is also divorced, and she met a man by accident, and even married him in a very short time.

It's just that she is not a white tassel after all, she is just an ordinary woman who paints architectural drawings, she does not have the face of a country and a city, and of course she cannot interpret a white tassel-like love myth on her own emotional road.

Slowly lowered his head and walked back to his downstairs, but he didn't expect a BMW X5 parked downstairs, a black off-road vehicle, parked in the open space downstairs, occupying a wide position.

Fang Yichen really came to her house? She couldn't help but think of Lin Xingwang who she met in the cafeteria of Tiantian Fishing Port at night, and she couldn't help but chuckle in her heart, what else is he doing here?

She couldn't help but look up at the balcony of her house upstairs, in the past years, every Mid-Autumn Festival, Fang Yichen spent time with their family, he was actually the son-in-law of the An family.

Thinking of this, Hibiscus's heart was suddenly pulled by something, and the pain of suffocation, although he had divorced him, every time he thought about it, the heart that once loved him desperately was still clearly painful.

She had given him the original, most beautiful love without reservation.

In her most beautiful years, all the laughter and all the sorrows and troubles were given to him, in exchange for his careful care.

How good would life be if it was really just as it first appeared?

Walked into the corridor, slowly walked upstairs, just arrived at the door and faintly heard the sound of a quarrel in the door, she was shocked, she didn't care about the key, and immediately knocked on the door with her hand.

The door opened quickly, it was Shao Minzhi, and when he saw her coming back alone, he stuck his head out and looked behind Hibiscus, and when he was sure that she was alone, there was obvious disappointment in his eyes.

Mu Hibiscus walked in with doubts, Fang Yichen was really here, but at this time he was standing not far from his father An Zhengrong, and the faces of the two of them were not very good.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Mu Hibiscus put the shopping bag in his hand on the sofa, turned his head sideways, and his eyes were immediately cold: "Fang Yichen, what are you still doing here?" ”

"I'm here to send you to my parents, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, isn't it?" Fang Yichen replied very naturally, as if there was no difference between this year and last year.

"Our family doesn't need you to give gifts anymore, you can go back quickly," Mu Hibiscus didn't know what happened to his father and him, but his father could be angry like that, it must have been caused by Fang Yichen.

"I'm here to pick you up," Fang Yichen looked like he was still her husband: "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, you can't always live in your mother's house." ”

"Fang Yichen, are you insane?" Mu Hibiscus's cold voice immediately raised a few decibels and shouted: "First, we are divorced, this is an impossible fact to change, second, I didn't agree to remarry you, so we don't even need to continue to get along, third"

"Third, my mother gave you the ring that our Fang family only passed down to the daughter-in-law, and you accepted it at that time," Fang Yichen quickly snatched Mu Hibiscus's words: "This is a more effective way than a marriage certificate in our Fang family, which is equivalent to our ancestors have recognized that you are the daughter-in-law of the Fang family, and this cannot be changed, so"

"It's your ancestor's business, it doesn't matter to me," Mu Hibiscus was very irritated to steal his words, and then glared at him coldly, "Are you leaving?" If you don't leave, I'll let the security guard bomb you away. ”

"Don't drive him away yet," An Zhengrong spoke on the side, and then looked at his daughter: "Ah Jin, this ring of the Fang family, what year did Fang Yichen's mother give it to you?" ”

Mu Hibiscus didn't look at Fang Yichen at that time, if she glanced at Fang Yichen, she would find that Fang Yichen was giving her a look, but unfortunately she was looking at her father.

"It wasn't his mother who gave it to me, but his father gave it to me." Hibiscus instinctively replied: "I'm not taking a week off"

Before Mu Hibiscus finished speaking, he found that An Zhengrong's face had changed, and he suddenly remembered something, and immediately stopped, but he couldn't take back the words he said.

"Father?" An Zhengrong's face was as pale as paper, and he used trembling fingers at Fang Yichen, who was standing there, and his lips trembled: "Your father, didn't he die twenty years ago?" ”