Chapter 481: A Marriage in a Sentence 5

Jin Cunxu: "Caring for my brother-in-law has the interest to promote the harmonious relationship between the two families." It can promote the relationship between husband and wife, he didn't say it.

Long Lifei's eyes were closed: "I have my own measure." ”

Jin Cunxu's eyebrows were dyed with a smile, he was silent for a long time, and said with deep meaning: "You can't be merciful in the political chess game, but you can't be decisive in the emotional chess game, otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

"Xie Lu Xie cares!" Long Lifei dropped his pawn and captured his pawn again.

This game, win or lose, has been decided.

Jin Cunxu didn't say more, what should be said and what shouldn't be said, he said it, whether he could figure it out, how to choose, that was Long Li's own business.

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Gu Mingxi saw Jin Cunxu and Long Lifei playing chess through the window, Long Ziqi went downstairs with Long Jin in his arms, and Ye Tingcheng followed behind. She couldn't help laughing and said to her husband: "Ming Zhengju seems to have never been so lively. ”

In my lifetime, I have no regrets to see such a picture.

Long Pei put his long arm around his wife's shoulder, hummed softly, and his eyes swept casually over the people in the picture, looking a little indifferent.

In this life, he has experienced life and death several times, and the emotional road with Gu Mingxi is rugged and winding, and he almost can't hold on. In the end, he is still a win-win situation in his relationship and career, and he has not lived up to Long Xiao's high hopes for him, nor has he lived up to the entrustment of the dead "Qin Zheng" to him!

He once thought that he could arrange a road for the children with less twists and turns, and hardships, but later he suddenly realized that everyone has their own life and road to go, no matter how to avoid it, fate has already arranged it, and it cannot be avoided, only to face it.

They are already old, and their skin has been left shallow traces by the wind and frost of time, which is an unavoidable reality, one day he and Gu Mingxi will leave this world, and their story will eventually end completely with death.

The end of one story is the beginning of a new one, and now this is their time, and it is also their story!

Long Ziqi hugged Long Jin and walked to Jin Cunxu's side, he naturally reached out to hold Long Ziqi's hand, and when the two of them looked at each other, the love and sweetness in their eyes were envious of others.

At the end of a game of chess, the winner: Long Lifei.

Because since Long Ziqi and Long Jin came over, Jin Cunxu couldn't concentrate, he just wanted to end early and help her hug Long Jin.

Jin Cunxu was also smiling, took his son from Long Ziqi's arms, held her hand, and said in a warm voice: "Let's go out for a walk." ”

Long Ziqi nodded, and gave Long Lifei a look when he turned around.

Ye Chengcheng saw it, looked at Long Lifei, and asked in a low voice, "What does she mean?" ”

Long Lifei didn't finish speaking, got up and stretched out his arms in front of her, and smiled with thin lips: "Let's go for a walk too." ”

Ye Chengcheng lowered his eyes and saw his palm with intricate palm patterns, and hesitantly put his hand in his palm, which was grasped. Knowing that Lu Dao was just a play, a play for those who care, but when he tightened his fingers to hold her hand, he seemed to be holding a certain part of her body, tight, airtight, and there was no way back.

Walking along the bluestone path all the way to the depths, the autumn wind is bleak, all the trees are green leaves, and the bare branches make people feel dull and inexplicably sad and lingering.

Ye Tingcheng kept looking down, looking at her feet, she didn't like autumn, she always felt that the breath of autumn was too sad and desolate, which made people feel depressed.

"You loved this tree garden when you were a kid." He suddenly stopped and whispered.

Every time Ye Chengcheng went to Ming Zhengju after an hour, he loved this pear grove the most, especially every time the pear tree bloomed, the white petals were blown off by the wind, fluttering in the air, and the beauty was like a scene that would only exist in a movie lens.

Ye Tingcheng smiled: "Then do you remember which tree you like to sleep on the most?" ”

Long Li frowned, thought for a while, and shook his head. How could he remember such a thing!

Since taking over the presidency, he has been so busy that he has no time to rest every day, and there is still a gap to come here to relax.

"Follow me!" Ye Chengcheng took his hand and pulled him into the desolate woods, all the way to the depths of the middle.

A few withered yellow leaves hung on the branches, and the sound of the wind was in her ears, and she held his hand with one hand and pointed to the tree in front of her with the other: "It's it." ”

"Every tree is pretty much the same, how do you know it's it?" Long Lifei didn't believe her words very much, he didn't remember it, how could she remember when she was so young?

Ye Tingcheng didn't explain, just pointed to the root of the tree.

Long Lifei let go of her hand and leaned over to see that on the uneven bark of the tree, there were a few crooked and twisted handwritings.

"The tree of the city."

Long Lifei read it, his thin lips escaped a silent smile, and he looked back at her, "I don't know if Lu Dao's behavior is not good?" ”

Ye Tingcheng shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "If there is an afterlife, I want to be a tree, standing in eternity, without the posture of joy and sorrow." Half in the soil, half in the wind, half in the shade, half in the sun. Very silent, very proud, never leaning, never seeking. ”

It's rare to hear such meaningful verses from her mouth.

"What do you think?" Ye Chengcheng asked.

Long Lifei was silent for a moment, and then asked, "What if it is cut down?" ”

Ye Chengcheng: "......"

Forget it, I think I am a vulgar person who has no romantic cells and artistic conception, but I didn't expect that the noble lord was even more incomprehensible about the amorous feelings, and the wood pimples!

There is no way to communicate at all!

Ye Tingcheng took the lead in walking back, huffing and puffing, and his depressed fists itched and wanted to beat people!

Long Li Fei didn't know that she was annoyed, and she was not in a hurry to go up and coax, followed her all the way to the bluestone road, walked to her in three steps and two steps, and took her hand.

Ye Tingcheng instinctively wanted to shake off his hand, but he didn't shake it off after trying twice, and when he was about to shake it for the third time, he heard his lowered voice in his ears: "Be good, don't make trouble......"

Her voice was hoarse and had a bit of a drowning taste, and she really didn't shake off his hand anymore, letting him hold her hand.

It wasn't entirely because of his voice, but because he noticed that a servant was watching them......

Ah Tilt's hands are not like Yan'er's hands, although they are slender but not soft, probably because of the perennial touching of the gun, the finger joints have thick calluses, so holding her hand, you can feel the calluses on her joints.

Long Lifei's eyes were just looking ahead, but the afterglow was sweeping towards the young girl next to him from time to time, bright as water, full of vitality, and at the same time with flying eyebrows, tenacious and restrained, with strong willpower and explosiveness.

Thinking that she went to the military region at the age of 12, her heart tightened, and she should have endured hardships all these years.

Long Lifei didn't take her back, but took her to the activity room.

Ye Chengcheng has been to Ming Zhengju many times, but he never knew that Ming Zhengju used to have a shooting room, which was located in the most inconspicuous corner of Ming Zhengju, and there should be no one coming over usually, so it was very quiet.

Ye Tingcheng saw the firearms exhibits placed in the glass case, and Juanxiu's brows frowned slowly: "These firearms, why do I look a little familiar?" ”

"You don't remember these, but what about these?" The index finger bent slightly, knocked on the glass, and looked at her with a bright eye.

When Ye Tingcheng saw those drawing papyrus, a touch of surprise appeared in his eyes, and he smiled and feasted: "You made the sketch I drew into a finished product?" ”

She must have made these sketches when she was fifteen!

It's just a whim, and there are still many flaws and loopholes, so he asked himself how to deal with it, and she said to throw it away.

It's just that he didn't expect that not only did he not throw them away, but also made them into finished products!

How could this make her not ecstatic.

Long Lifei looked at those guns, his eyes flashed with appreciation, and he said hoarsely: "You have a lot of talent in this area, it's a pity to throw it away." ”

"Can these be used?" Ye Tingcheng's eyes were full of antiquity, and she really wanted to know what it was like to use the firearm she had designed.

Long Lifei nodded, unlocked the fingerprint lock, and asked her to pick out two.

Although the original sketch had some flaws and loopholes, he asked experts to revise it slightly, and the finished product was also experimented, and there was no problem.

Ye Tingcheng touched the sound of the gunshot, fiddling carefully, excited, his eyebrows were full of smiles, "Long Lifei, are we better than a game?" If you lose, you'll have to promise me one more thing! ”

Another thing?

Long Li frowned subconsciously.

Ye Chengcheng saw that his expression was complicated and obscure, and said with a smile: "You have done the most difficult thing, what are you afraid of?" Don't worry, I won't ask you to sacrifice hue/hue! ”

Long Lifei: "......"

Seeing that she was so happy, there was no reason to refuse, and the competition was imperative.

Ye Chengcheng didn't wear a headset, holding a gun of his own design, and fired ten shots in a row.

Nine red hearts, still in the same position, the score is exactly the same, and the last shot is a few millimeters off.

This achievement is also considered the top in the military region, not to mention that she used a new gun, or designed it herself.

Ye Chengcheng turned to look at Long Lifei on the side, and deliberately learned from the female agent in the movie After firing the gun, she blew a few puffs of white smoke at the muzzle, expressing confidence and provocation.

She knew that Dao Long was not very fond of shooting, and his marksmanship should not be so accurate.

Long Lifei's thin lips were lightly hooked by her childish movements, a faint smile flashed under his eyes, and he raised his gun and fired ten shots. The interval between each shot was very even, and the arm was calm and powerful, without any trembling, and the result made Ye Qingcheng stunned.

"This, this, how is this possible?" Ye Qingcheng stared blankly at his target, and the ten shots not only hit all the hearts, but also penetrated through the gap in the first shot, without deviating in the slightest.

This kind of achievement seems to be only possible for her father Ye Jia to be strong!

"I don't believe it, it can't be!"

She loses to a perennial gun to a perennial pen, if they let them know the Tao, wouldn't they laugh at her for the rest of their lives!

"I'm going to do it again!" Ye Tingcheng's tone was firm, and there was a stubbornness and stubbornness in his bones, not admitting defeat.

"Good!" Long Lifei obeyed her and agreed.

Change the magazine and play again, but the result is still Ye Tingcheng lost!

Not convinced, ask again.

Long Lifei agreed, and compared with her again.

Three rounds, three losses!

For Ye Tingcheng, when has there ever been such a failure! It's just a shame, asking for three wins in five games and five wins in seven games to continue to compete, she doesn't believe that she can't win herself.

In the last shot of the sixth game, the bullet detached from the muzzle, and for a while, there were sparks, and the nerve in Ye Qingcheng's wrist, which was very shocking in recoil, throbbed the nerves, and fell to the ground without holding the gun, and the muzzle of the gun smelled of burning.

The last shot misses the target!

Ye Chengcheng was not discouraged, and bent down to pick it up, but he grabbed his wrist, and then the palm of his other hand was on her forehead, and his fingers were on her head.

"Tilt, calm down."

His palms were large and slightly cool to the touch, close to her skin, but they felt extremely hot.

Ye Qingcheng raised his eyes to look at him, biting his lip secretly, there was a refusal to admit defeat in his eyes, and there was a trace of doubt.

How could she lose to Long Lifei!

The hand on her forehead was withdrawn, and she looked down and carefully examined her right hand, but found no scars, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This kid is really competitive, does victory or defeat really matter that much?

Where he touched, every skin felt like it was burned by fire, hot and a little painful.

When I saw him seriously kneading his palms for himself to relieve the pain of his nerves, I didn't know what he was talking about, and his heart was tingling faintly.

"Do you know what to lose?" Long Lifei put down her hand and looked up at her, his tone was as strict as an elder.

Ye Tingcheng shook his head.

"Your marksmanship is good, but your mind is not quiet enough, and there are too many distractions. The last shot, too eager to win, but lost the level! ”

He knew the reason for her failure at the beginning, but he didn't say it, he had to wait until she lost completely, and then he opened his mouth to convince her.

"Isn't it good to win?" She asked rhetorically.

Long Lifei's thin lips were lightly hooked, he seemed to be smiling, his eyes were deep, and he said with deep meaning: "Ah Tian, it is impossible for people to live in this world without experiencing failure!" You don't have to win to be strong! ”

Ye Tingcheng: "Then how can you be considered a strong person?" ”

Long Lifei bent down to pick up the gun on the ground, put it on the table, and handed her his gun with the magazine changed: "This needs to be understood slowly." ”

Ye Chengcheng's clear eyes looked at his dark eyes and the gun in his hand, and he couldn't help but think that he was eight years older than himself. She has seen more scenery than her, experienced more wind and rain than her, and everything on the road of life walks in front of her......

He is indeed more mature and wiser than himself!

Eight years seems to be a long river of time that she will never be able to catch up.

"Let go of the distractions in your heart to win, and think about what you want to get a gun for!" Long Lifei grabbed her wrist and placed the heavy gun in the palm of her hand.

Why do you need a gun?

"Did you shoot just to win in the first place?"

Shoot to win?

How can it be!

At first, she didn't even think about getting a gun, let alone winning or losing, which was not her original intention.

It's just that after the training, it seems that everything has slowly changed......

Ye Qingcheng turned to face the target, his index finger fell on the trigger, and the clouds dyed in his bright eyes gradually dispersed, becoming brighter and clearer......

Long Lifei stood behind her, his arms stretched out to stabilize her arm, his head on her right shoulder, and his voice was low: "No matter what the situation is, the heart must be calm!" ”

The warm breath sprayed on her neck, tickling, making her shoulders tense involuntarily, and her arms trembled slightly.

"Relax, don't be nervous...... his chest was still separated from her back, but as he spoke, his chest rose and fell, as if it was grazing her back, and his breathing was out of frequency.

Ye Tingcheng really wanted to tell him: Nervous, it's because you're too close to me.

Feeling his strong and powerful heartbeat, Ye Tingcheng bit his lip secretly, in addition to the smell of gunpowder in the air, there was also an inexplicable * emotion surging, he didn't touch his face, but it felt very hot, it should be very hot.

"I'll count you as the winner of this game, huh?" When his hands fell, his thin lips opened lightly, and his voice was charming.

Ye Tingcheng scolded two words in his heart: Demon!

Long Lifei took a step back and did not hinder her play. He has done his best to say what he should say and do, and whether he can see through it depends on Ah Tan's understanding.

Ye Tingcheng's eyes were cold, he didn't have the hippie smile he had before, and he didn't be anxious, he quickly pulled the trigger and fired ten shots in a row.

The gun hits the heart, and the next nine shots are all the positions where the first shot hits, without the slightest deviation.

Since the age of 12, she has gone on a hunger strike to go to the military region at all costs, and she has only one belief in her heart, and that belief has nothing to do with winning or losing, nothing to do with anything, just her own business.

She never held a gun, never to be aggressive!

Put down the gun, turned to look at Long Lifei, there was no joy of victory, no provocation, but a long sigh of relief, raised his eyes to look at him, and saw a look of satisfaction.

I shouldn't have disappointed him.

"You are so good, he doesn't like it, it's his loss." Long Lifei seemed to sigh.

Ye Tingcheng nodded: "Indeed." After a pause, looking at his sly gaze, "I'm so good, do you want to try to like me?" ”

Long Lifei thought she was joking, but he didn't take it to heart, and his finger tapped her forehead: "Don't tease my brother!" ”

Ye Tingcheng touched the place where he knocked him, he didn't have much strength, so it didn't hurt very much, and his smile was bright, "Brother, you and I are in a mess now!" ”

The smile at the bottom of Long Lifei's eyes dissipated, his face sank silently, his thin lips opened lightly, and his voice was slightly cold: "Don't make such a joke in the future!" ”

Ye Tingcheng obviously felt that he was unhappy, so he didn't say anything more and nodded.

"Let's go." Long Lifei was the first to walk out of the shooting room.

Backlight, his handsome and cold figure disappeared into the halo, Ye Tingcheng's fingers were still in the place where he had knocked them, although it was only for a moment, she still saw the cold silence at the bottom of his eyes.

Do you want to try to like me?

Brother, you and I are in incest now!

She wasn't sure which one was upsetting him! His mind was always hidden so deep and so heavy that she couldn't guess it or touch it!

The hard-won moment of warmth seemed to be ruined by her smug words.

Ye Chengcheng, Ye Chengcheng, you can't be smart in front of him for anything.

Even if it's just a little bit.

………………………………………… The young master asks for the dividing line of the recommendation ticket..........................................

Although Jiang Chongjian arranged a four-day vacation for Long Lifei, there were still some things that needed to be called for his opinion.

In the afternoon, both couples went on a lunch break.

Long Lifei talked to Jiang Chongjian on the phone in the study, and when he finished answering the phone, he went back to the room but didn't see Ye Chengcheng's figure.

I asked Qingfeng according to the inner line, and after looking around, a servant said that Mrs. asked for the key to the wine cellar.

Long Lifei frowned slightly, looked at her watch, what time was it, what was she going to do in the cellar!

Don't worry, go over and take a look.

The door of the wine cellar is hidden, because it is for the storage of wine, the light in the wine cellar is much dimmer than the usual lights, and the temperature is several degrees lower than outside.

Ye Tingcheng sat directly on the ground informally, with a wine opener next to her, two empty wine bottles, and only a little bit of the wine bottle in her hand was left.

His knees were arched, one hand was holding, his head was buried in his knees, and he couldn't see what his expression was.

In the dim light, she curled up in a ball, which was inexplicably worrying.

Long Lifei stepped forward, squatted down, and called her gently: "Ah tilt...... Ah ......"

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