Lin Bei took Liang Jiu back to his room on the second floor, and after he closed the door, he saw someone rummaging through his bookshelves.

Liang Jiu guessed his thoughts from everywhere in his eyes, so he took the initiative to confess, "Mom asked me to pack some books for you to take away." ”

Lin Bei glanced at the few books she had moved and asked, "See them all?" ”

Liang Jiu's heart jumped, she thought she was hiding it well, how could she ...... it all at once

"These books have been moved, and here." He easily pointed out the traces of her movement, and then expressed his displeasure without moving, "These letters were originally written to you, so return them to their original owners now." ”

Liang Jiu looked at the pile of letters handed over to him, yes, ten minutes ago, she also accidentally found these letters.

She shouldn't have opened any of them, but when she saw the neatly written address and the recipient on the envelope, she couldn't help but open it.

This is a letter written to her by Lin Bee, judging by the date, in the first year of her absence.

The letters were postmarked with a statement that they had traveled across the ocean to the other side of the globe and were returned.

But not every one of them was mailed, and then it seemed like he just wrote, but never mailed it.

"You've never taken them, every one of them has been returned, and I thought you'd never read them, what a coincidence."

Lin Bei said lightly, and then encouraged Liang Jiu to open the letter with his eyes.

Liang Jiu cautiously opened one, full of two pages, neat and with some scribbling.

She took a cursory glance, this was probably the third letter Lin Bei had written to her, and she had read the first two.

In fact, Liang Jiu didn't want to show too much emotional fluctuations in front of him, she was afraid that it would look contrived, but she didn't know why, the moment the smell of ink poured out with the opening of the envelope, a corner of her heart slowly disintegrated.

"I was locked up when I returned to the UK, so I didn't return these letters."

"Locked up?" Lin Bei raised his eyebrows, "How did I hear that you were hidden by Ernest's Golden House?" ”

Kanaya Zangjiao, this is really not a good adjective.

But it's very apt.

"I just moved out of my house and lived in his villa."

"And then?"

Liang Jiu felt that it was difficult to speak, although nothing happened to her and Fang Xun in those years, she was indeed an unstable factor in Fang Xun's marriage.

"And then he was locked up." Liang Jiu defines himself like this, "There is no freedom, living in a big, big house, living the kind of life you lived when you knew me." ”

Lin Bei didn't press back, he pulled out some books from the bookshelf one after another, and then put them on the table one by one.

When this was done, he asked the servant to bring two cardboard boxes, and he put the book in it, and suddenly said, "Accompany me on a business trip on the weekend." ”

Liang Jiu asked a little slowly, "Where are you going?" ”

Lin Bei didn't answer immediately, after he had placed all the books, he looked up at the clock on the wall, "It's time to go down and eat." ”

"Where are we going?"

Lin Bei's brows furrowed again, "Hangzhou." ”

***

The meal was peaceful, even in harmony that everyone expected.

After the meal, when the maid brought the fruit plate, Lin Zeran stared at Liang Jiu without moving, the restaurant was very quiet, and everyone was expecting something with bated breath.

Lin Zeran waited until Liang Jiu put the sliced pineapple on the plate, and finally spoke.

"Your mother's affairs have come to fruition."

Liang Jiu bowed her head and was silent, she was very calm.

"Death penalty."

How powerful the two words are, Liang Jiu felt the most deeply at this time, she felt the soles of her feet bang, as if the ground would crack in the next second, and then she would disappear into this world.

How nice that would be.

One hand held her, it was Lin Bei.

"Although this request is unsatisfactory, I hope you will not mention anything about the Liang family in the future, in private, on the table, not at all."

"Dad......"

Lin Zeran only looked at Lin and stopped him.

"In addition, Xiao Rui is our family, you guys are good."

Liang Jiu's long curled eyelashes fluttered, pretending not to understand Lin Zeran's meaning, but what position did she have to put forward her own ideas, she was inexplicable even marrying in.

She was the daughter of that woman.

"Okay." Liang Jiu didn't dare to call him dad easily.

She raised her head slightly and saw Mrs. Lin on the opposite side with a tense face, and next to Mrs. Lin, Quan Xiaorui was smiling like a flower.

***

Knowing that her mother was sentenced to death did not stimulate Liang Jiu, because this was the ending she had expected.

For a person of Liang Xianyun's status, even if he is sentenced, it will take a year and a half to be executed.

Liang Jiu knew that her mother was still alive somewhere, so she felt that it was no big deal.

She was more worried about something else than that.

It's Lin Bei's attitude.

Since the last time he came back from the Lin family, Lin Bei is like a different person.

He became unpredictable for Liang Jiu, of course, Liang Jiu didn't hate this change, but he felt unreal.

For example, now, she stood on the porch and tied a tie for him, which had become a regular item every day before Lin Bei went to work, and she stood on tiptoe to stare at the tie knot, and found that Lin Bei's breathing was a little unsteady.

Sometimes he would touch her cheek and walk by.

He was obviously in a good mood today, and just when Liang Jiu was tidying up his neckline, he suddenly lowered his head.

Something swept across Liang Jiu's cheeks, hot and moist, with a hint of lemon fragrance.

Liang Jiu's eyes widened, stunned.

"Lift your head up." He said.

Liang Jiu did so stupidly, she looked up, stood on tiptoe, and ......

The sensation was close again, this time not on her cheek, but directly to her lips.

Lin Bei's lips were cold, soft, and ......

"Wait until I get home."

Lin Bei pinched her cheek, then turned and disappeared into the elevator.

Liang Jiu lightly touched the place he had pinched, and touched it again and again with pity.

In the evening, when she leaned against Lin Bei's arm and breathed shallowly, the unreal feeling became more and more intense.

It reminded her of the day she had reunited with Rambibe in London.

She came up to him in plain overalls, put the menu on the table, and asked him what he wanted to drink in the same tone as usual, not even caring about what the guest in front of her looked like.

Lin Bei simply ordered the food, but she didn't pay attention to whether the customer's voice was familiar, whether the action was kind, and whether the eyes were warm.

She had learned to see nothing in such an environment.

Then, as she was about to leave, a hand grabbed her.

That's right, it was she who grabbed her, just like now, the hand with clear and white joints, holding a section of her forearm, tight, powerful.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

Liang Jiu came back to his senses and found that this voice was so pleasant.

"I asked, where are you going?"

Liang Jiu used the menu to cover his face below the eyes, only revealing a pair of watery eyes staring at him.

"Why are you here?"

"I'm coming to dinner."

"What are you doing in London?"

"Why are you here?"

"How long are you going to stay?"

"You haven't told me where you're going."

The two of them asked themselves questions, but none of them wanted to answer anything.

Then, she felt the sweat stains oozing from Lin Bei's palm, densely surrounding her forearm, but his eyes were dull, very bland.

This blandness stung her.

Immediately after, Lin Bei said to her again in a flat tone, "Let's get married." ”

It's not an interrogative sentence, it's not an imperative sentence.

is a declarative sentence.

The person behind her moved to pull Liang Jiu's thoughts back, and she held her breath, unwilling to let people find out that she now had severe insomnia.

Lin Bei seemed to want to turn over, but he was holding a person in his arms, and after he turned his body, he stuck to it again and hugged Liang Jiu tightly in his arms.

The two bodies fit snugly.

Liang Jiu found that the corners of his eyes were a little moist.

It's because of Lin Bei's attitude.

Since that day, Lin Bei has been in bed with her.

After spending so many bleak nights alone, Liang Jiu never thought that there would be someone to accompany him in the dark.

This kind of warmth has not been felt even in her glamorous youth.

She remembered the letters she had seen in Lin Bei's room, and it was like a thousand pounds leaning on her heart.

Lin Bei, who was behind him, exhaled, as if knowing that she hadn't slept yet, and swept his hand across half of her face.

Liang Jiu's body tensed, her back shrank slightly, and Lin Bei woke up in a flash.

"Don't you sleep yet?"

"Well, I fell asleep, I had a dream and I woke up."

"What did you dream about?" He asked.

"I don't remember much."

He didn't ask again, just gently hugged her and let her face face to himself.

"Just sleep like that." He almost commanded.

Liang Jiu closed his eyes and blocked everything in the room, only his heartbeat was pounding.

He and her, from classmates to husband and wife, did not have any transition.

She actually thought it was pretty good.

In the next few days, Lin Bei got off work early, the two ate together and watched TV together, and then hugged each other and waited for the night to pass.

Lin Bei's words were still very few, he didn't explain anything, and he didn't ask much.

Liang Jiu found that he trusted Lin Bei, for example, wherever he took her, she wouldn't even ask.

Then she saw a private jet.

It reminded her of something.

When she was very young, she had traveled to other countries with her mother, and when she had only recently left China, she was wrapped around her mother like a puppy every day, and when her mother appeared helplessly holding her, the uncles in black suits always bowed their heads.

They didn't dare look at her.

At that time, she didn't understand why, and she simply thought it was a funny thing to be feared, so that scene was especially memorable.

Just like now.

The parked private jet, several crew members, and the entourage all stood there looking at Lin Bie and Liang Jiu.

The image was familiar, and she felt the awe of those people again.

She was a little surprised that the young Lin Bei would give people such pressure.

Liang Jiu walked cautiously in high heels, in fact, she used to wear almost no high heels.

This is directly related to the fact that she never participates in public events.

During her years in London, she hardly showed up in front of people, except for staying in that empty villa.

So much so, as a woman, she couldn't even wear high heels.

Lin Bei supported her waist to help her balance, but there was still a not-so-gentle staircase to get on the plane, and Liang Jiu stood there and watched, his hand grasping the cold railing.

She wondered if the narrow skirt she was wearing today would be able to take such a big step, and how she would deal with it if she accidentally fell......

Just when she hesitated, her body suddenly hung in the air, she was held up, she secretly exclaimed, subconsciously wanted to grab something.

"Be honest." Lin Bei's voice passed through Liang Jiu's ears.

Liang Jiu heard someone behind him gasp, all she could do now was to play the image of Lin Bei's wife, so she stretched out her arm around his neck, and then smiled at him.

Lin Bei just hugged Liang Jiu onto the plane.