Smile is the most beautiful language in the world and the most basic human action.

Li Simeng knew that the man was laughing, but he didn't seem to be skilled, or he had forgotten. She was the first to find out after Xia Yanran that this man didn't laugh, but didn't know how to laugh. How did he forget? In her memory, that Han Yichen was not like this.

In the autumn of six years ago, fate did not spare her, she was still arranged by Li Yaomin to marry Han Yichen, she lived in his villa, and she married him.

Han Yichen appeared in her world without warning. He is dressed in a casual white T, with a sunny smile on his face and exceptionally clean eyes. She looked at the strange boy with a blank expression, and her empty eyes were mixed with fear and resentment. He didn't seem to care about the disgust in her eyes at all, still with a sunny smile.

The first thing he said was: "Daughter-in-law, I have a bad stomach, so I am suitable for soft rice." ”

She didn't think it was funny, and she looked out the window, where the yard was full of hyacinths, beautiful, her favorite flower, but it seemed to have lost its color at the moment. She tried her best to ignore the person next to her, forgetting that he was just calling her daughter-in-law, and she felt that it was the most ugly title she had ever heard. Even though she did not respond, he spoke beside her for a long time, like a joyful bird singing and fluttering its wings around her. Maybe it's because he reads the disgust in her eyes, he is just by her side, but he will keep a certain distance, like a child who is afraid of breaking a glass crystal ball.

There is also a full-time nanny in the villa named Zhang's mother, the lunch prepared by Zhang's mother that day was very strange, there were many dishes with chili peppers, he ate very slowly, maybe like he said, he had a bad stomach. He really eats very slowly, he still talks happily when he eats, he can't stop his mouth when he eats, he should be telling jokes, because not far away Zhang's mother will laugh from time to time, but she doesn't remember it at all. That kind of scene is very weird, like two normal people coaxing a patient with dementia to be happy, very hard, but it doesn't work.

She was indeed sick, and she felt that she had been emptied, buried in the most ridiculous corners of fate.

When she finished dinner, she sat on the couch, still next to the chirping bird. She began to hate him for circling around her, and then she spoke, and it was probably the first thing she said to him in her life: "I hate the way you look and the way you sound." ”

Her voice was a little hoarse, not as soft as usual. As she had finished speaking, she saw that his smile froze on his face, like the petals of a flower in the midnight shower, which, though it remained vibrant, was about to wither. He didn't speak anymore, got up and walked to Zhang's mother's side, and said something softly.

She couldn't hear clearly, maybe he didn't want her to hear it, maybe she didn't care. She was still silent in her own world, she no longer knew what was going on in the outside world.

Because I don't know, I don't crave.

Because I don't crave, I don't care.

In the next few days, she really didn't see Han Yichen again. He seemed to suddenly become invisible, he didn't disappear, just she couldn't see it, but she knew that he was here. On those days, she couldn't see his face or hear his voice, but she could hear the soft footsteps walking through her room.

Zhang's mother took care of her life very considerately, and she gradually settled down, and began to walk around the yard full of hyacinths.

She received a call from her best friend Ran Ran, who had asked her family for leave before, and Ran Ran asked her why she hadn't gone back to school. She didn't say anything, just agreed.

She glanced up at the window on the second floor of the villa, it was his room, there was nothing by the window. She came to his door, and though it was quiet, she tapped her hand a few times.

The door opened, and a sunny smile appeared in front of her again, but she didn't like it, she thought the smile was glaring, very obscene, as if to tell her the fact that she belonged to him.

"I want to finish college."

"yes, yes. I'll send ...... tomorrow I'll have someone send you there. ”

"Is it okay not to make it public?"

"Of course."

"Can you not touch me?"

"Hmm."

Although there were some surprises, the result was quite satisfactory. That evening, she saw that Zhang's mother was starting to get busy, helping her pack her luggage, and there was a very heavy luggage full of her books, and he got down to help carry it to the car. Looking at the luggage they put in the car, she was a little sad, the books in it were all the books she had worked hard to learn over the years, all of them were business management books, and now these books are useless.

Books are useless, but they can't be thrown away because those books are important.

The book was given by a boss, a small bookstore next to middle school, the owner is an old teacher, and he has been recommending some good books to her in recent years, and he has also given a lot of second-hand books that others have taken notes.

A large part of the books that take notes come from two people, as the handwriting is easily recognizable.

One is a Chinese and the other is a foreigner.

The book of that person in Huaxia, the notes are in Chinese, the writing is very detailed, the pen is just and powerful, she thinks this person may be a very smart and diligent type, because his notes are too serious, too detailed, can always derive a lot of things that are not in the book, he knows how to think.

The foreign person's book, the notes are in English, the writing is more casual, and the pen is a little arbitrary, this person should be more casual, but he can always get to the point.

She admired these two people very much, and asked the boss, saying that there was a person who specialized in collecting second-hand books, and would send some from time to time, but unfortunately she still hasn't been able to recognize them in person.

Now maybe there is no chance, these books have no value to her, only nostalgia.

That night, she was so sad that she sat in front of the computer for a long, long time.

She thought that she could change her fate by working hard, and then everything was just a dream of her own, and now it was time for her to wake up.

In the early morning when she woke up again, Han Yichen was already waiting for her at the dining table downstairs. He changed into a white shirt and gave her a polite and sunny smile.

She ignored him, just sat down in the chair furthest from him and mechanically began to eat breakfast.

"That...... Li Simeng, can you answer me a question? He seemed to be struggling with what to call her.

Maybe it was because he didn't call her daughter-in-law, so she nodded.

He asked her a completely nonsensical question: "What kind of company do you think is a big company?" ”

What is the problem of such a question, she has no intention of making small talk with him at all, and she does not want to make small talk with him. But when she looked at him, he just smiled and was a little sincere.

"Public companies."

"Okay."

She couldn't understand the meaning of his good word, so she saw him get up and go upstairs. It was a long time before he came to her again.

He was holding a document in both hands, with a signature pen on it, and his expression was somewhat solemn.

She asked, "What is it?" ”