Siyu slept for a day and a night, until finally he finally calmed down completely, and almost rushed back to Yi's.

CEOs are half-dead, CFOs are languishing. People in the company were panicked, Cheng Xiaoding tried his best to maintain the situation in Yi's, and even the retired Yi Qingyuan came back to speak, so when Xiaoding saw Siyu appear in the conference room and calmly replace the CEO for a regular meeting, he was really relieved.

The news has long spread in the industry, such as "Yi's president was attacked in the middle of the night, and Mrs. Yi's young widow", "Yi's young CFO inherited Yi's and will be the executive president soon" and so on.

"Thinking about Yi Youqian's last words, I chose to be silent again."

However, three days later, she unilaterally announced her marriage to Peng Youbin on Yi's official website.

Peng Hebin heard that the wind was smooth and pushed Zhou Zhou to resign as the CEO of "Perfume". Then the news all over the world became, "A financial rookie marries a young widow and is about to become rich", "The Yi family is in power, and the business empire will fall" and so on.

Until Yi Qingyuan announced on the company's official website that he would accept Peng Hebin as his adopted son and succeed him as the executive president of Yi's Group.

The turmoil of the wealthy family was spreading, and she watched coldly.

She didn't know what agreement Yi Youqian and Peng Youbin had reached, but as long as he asked for it, she would agree.

Yi Qingyuan's actions completely made her understand: without him, there is no her.

Even, she doesn't love Peng and Bin at all.

She let out a hard breath.

When Siyu saw Peng Youbin again, it turned out to be in the Yi family.

Yi Qingyuan actually said that he accepted Peng and Bin as his godson, Siyu originally thought it was an expedient measure, but he didn't expect that the second elder of the Yi family was serious, and Yi Qingyuan had to choose a day for Siyu and Peng Hebin to get married.

Siyu sat uneasily on the Yi family's rosewood Taishi chair, looking at the man opposite him who had been for a long time, sipping tea, and even talking and laughing with Yi Qingyuan, even Mrs. Yi gave him some face and added tea to him.

Looking at the face similar to Yi Heqian, Siyu suddenly had a terrible assumption in his heart.

Peng and Bin and Yi and Qian look like that.

But she has never loved anyone - a marriage without love, at least it will not suffer.

There was no reason why she couldn't say yes.

It was a sensational grand wedding in Shanghai-Nanjing Province, and the Zhan brothers in Huguang Province also brought female companions to attend, Zhan Yuche held An Xiaoqin and sat in the VIP seat, An Xiaoqin was dressed and even wore "plain clothes", and there were many officials and dignitaries, through the intricate veil, Siyu carefully looked at everything around him.

The wedding was planned by Peng Youbin with someone, with fragrant clothes and sideburns, thousands of flowers showing their delicate faces, and colorful ribbons becoming cow hair. The ring was also chosen by Peng and Bin, and the man in front of him put a custom plain diamond ring on the ring finger of Siyu's left hand, and the plain diamond on the ring was surrounded by deep and shallow patterns, as if it was painted into a mottled bamboo leaf, and Siyu also put the same men's ring on Peng Youbin's knuckles.

She felt like she was going to suffocate—and then, in the midst of the countless spotlights and noise, Peng Youbin stared at her deeply, his eyes as warm as the afternoon sun, and Siyu almost had the illusion that this man loved him deeply.

His eyes gradually approached Siyu's eyes, and Siyu felt that she was about to fall into a trap, and she really fell into it, trapped in a halo as gentle as water in the depths of her memory.

His thin lips kissed her, as if to bring the coolness and sweetness of strawberries.

Even the guests were perfunctory by Peng and Bin.

But it was the Yi family's driver Lao Cheng who sent Siyu and Peng Youbin back to Peng Hebin's villa, and Cheng Xiaoding also became the assistant to the new president.

On the wedding night, Siyu came to Peng Youbin's villa for the first time.

This modern European-style marble three-storey villa sits halfway up the hillside of Rolling Shutter Bay on the northern side of Gentle Bay, where countless limestone pine cedars sway in the sea breeze and only sparse European-style buildings are located.

The living room is simple and modern, with plain walls, bright crystal chandeliers, and rose-red corduroy fabric sofas, and the corners of the sofas are decorated with dense ornamentation, as if bamboo leaves reflect each other. The corner of the wall really put the Xiangfei bamboo potted plant, verdant and dripping, the floor-to-ceiling window is the back garden, the arc of the white lacquered iron railing around the garden is facing the turbulent sea.

The sea breeze howls across the deep expanse of water, and the stars fall on the surface of the sea like snowflakes sprinkled on a smooth dark chocolate cake. What's more chic is a Xiangfei curtain hanging in front of the huge glass floor-to-ceiling window, two symmetrical, peacock silver threads are conjugated with countless Xiangfei bamboo pieces, and finally the flat gold embroidered into a streamer of bamboo clusters embraces the pattern, and the bamboo is dotted and spotted, like tear stains.

At this moment, the stars in the sky are turning, and the curtain on earth is hanging.

She reminded herself to breathe.

Siyu looked at the fluorescence behind the Xiangfei curtain, and finally became a little distracted, Peng Youbin hugged her from behind, his warm breath sprayed in her ear, he said: "Xiaoyu, don't worry, I will be good to you." I depend on you for everything, and I will be a good husband. ”

Zhi Siyu, Siyu, Mr. Zhi, Director, Manager Zhi, Miss Zhi......

But now none of the people around her have called her "Xiao Yu", his voice is gentle, like the warm river breeze blowing through countless banyan leaves in the afternoon, as if it comes from the depths of memory, separated by the long river of time, with a deep bewitchment like drugs.

Siyu suddenly felt a throbbing in the depths of his heart, and then, like a spark of a spark, wantonly burned his heart.

She tried to hold her breath.

There is a knife on the head of the word forbearance, hold on, and the forbearance will pass......

He hesitated, but began to kiss her, and she turned her head and kissed back jerkyly.

He finally picked him up horizontally, Siyu was startled, and then put his hands around his neck, he carried Siyu to the master bedroom on the second floor, and carefully put her on the plain white modern simple bed, his face was getting closer and closer to her, Siyu felt that he had fallen into the warm afternoon light, and the room was beautiful and gorgeous.

She still tried to hold her breath.

The bed sheet is a rose-red silkworm quilt embroidered with countless red ochre bamboo leaves in the corner, and a Xiangfei bamboo potted plant is also placed in the corner of the bedroom, and the sea breeze carries a faint fishy saltiness, through the marble terrace and the half-hidden glass floor-to-ceiling windows, the moon-white brocade curtains are lifted in vain, and countless hidden bamboo leaves are also outlined on the curtains. There was no light in the room, but the starry sky entered the room, and the light and shadow penetrated through the patterns of the window screen, and the ground was full of silver glow, falling on the rose-red velvet carpet, the verdant Xiangfei bamboo leaves, and the rose-red sheets, and then it seemed to be all in Peng Youbin's eyes, Siyu almost had the illusion that the man in front of him loved himself deeply - he seemed to have thousands of words to the thin lips, but he could only do this, looking at himself with those pair of Danfeng eyes.

False, fake, all fake......

However, Siyu thought of a poem in "Dream of Red Mansions", when the fake is true, the truth is also false, and the truth is false when it is false.

It's true.

The sea breeze brought salty water vapor into the room, but Peng Hebin's lips were soft and sweet, like strawberry egg tarts when they were young, soft and sweet, and they couldn't help but buy another piece. The sea breeze should also be cold, but Peng and Bin hugged her gently, as if they wanted to be one with her forever, his arms were so warm, Siyu felt that he was about to indulge in it. The warmth of the embrace, as familiar as in the afternoon sunshine—something seemed to be about to move in her memory, and she felt at ease, and she fell asleep in pleasure.

The breath floated in his chest.

She dreamed of those bits and pieces of old time, she sat on the seat next to the huge turquoise glass window on the second floor of the cafeteria, and outside the glass window was a row of towering banyan trees beside the road, and on the other side of the road was the same river as Bai Lian, floating and golden, and the afternoon sun turned a thousand times among the banyan leaves, and finally fell on the glass window, and when it fell on herself, she took a bite of the strawberry egg tart, shook the egg tart in her hand to the person opposite, and said, "It's really great! But such a bright noon, you should really draw a curtain, the kind of Xiangfei curtain on the book...... "The chubby figure of the person opposite, as if it was plated with a golden halo, blurry but warm, the person took a shallow sip of strawberry milk tea, and then pushed the strawberry tart in front of him to her, and said: "Okay, I will depend on you, I will definitely draw a curtain in the future, and I want the best Xiangfei curtain......"

But those small fragments are getting farther and farther away, and in the blurred halo, she picked up her schoolbag and walked resolutely outside the school gate under the contempt of many people. The man who was gilded with the halo wanted to reach out and hold her, but he just grabbed the snow-white crystal strawberry ornament on her pink schoolbag, he held the pendant in his hand, she finally turned around and said: "Thank you, this ornament is my favorite, I will give it to you, you have to take good care of it, even if everything changes, this crystal strawberry will never change, but if I really drop out of school, I will also go to Shanghai, you can only recognize you if you hold it, if ...... Forget it, goodbye! ”

Then she felt the man's gaze burn after her until she was not in the corner, but in the afterglow she swept to where he was stunned, and held the ornament in her hand tightly, and in the warm faint light, behind him were the branches and leaves of the banyan tree that covered the sky.

But a week later, she wrote her last message in her circle of friends, with only four words: "I dropped out of school." ”

Ashamed, she deleted all her contact information, got on the train to Huzhou cleanly, transferred to the 35-square-meter rented house, and found a job as a KTV song hall waiter.

Siyu fell ill several times one after another, woke up and continued to work with a dizzy mind, and the road back from the night shift was so dim, Yi Youqian was covered with hideous blood, and when she fell, it was also such a dim night, dim lights—and she seemed to be gradually falling into the darkness of nothingness, all around her was cold, like a lightless night, and boundless pain surrounded her.

In the middle of the night, I dreamed of juvenile things, and my dreams were dry with tears. She felt a little cold on her body, she couldn't help but lean into a warm place, Peng Youbin seemed to kiss away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and hugged her tightly.

Even if it's fake, she thought, it can always be warmer.

She finally felt a little warmer, and in her dreams, she seemed to see the warm autumn light again.