Chapter 130: Whose heart is worth talking
He just stared at the road ahead, and didn't look at the white pigeon, as if he was just casually asking when he was walking.
Bai Ge organized the language, "I am married to him, don't you know, how can you ask married couples if they like each other." Don't make fun of me. β
A smile rose at the corner of Mu Yichen's lips, and his dark blue eyes flashed a strange light under the street lamp, "Marrying into the Lu family is not an easy choice. You're going to have a hard time. In fact, you still have a choice, and if you really can't, you will regret it. β
The white pigeon thought to himself, what is the regret or not, anyway, a year, now there are less than ten months left, it doesn't matter if it's hard or not. Then I thought about it, and I was a little annoyed beyond words. Ten months later, will she and Lu Yuanhe be separated?
The little courage I had just drunk from the porridge seemed to have disappeared in a puff of smoke.
After Mu Yichen sent the white pigeon back to the room, he stood downstairs and smoked a cigarette. Under the dim street lamp, there is a long shadow, a little stubborn, a little rebellious, like a young man who has fallen out.
He extinguished the cigarette, raised his hand and flicked the cigarette butt into the trash can next to him accurately, stepped on the bicycle with long legs, plugged in the headphones and chose a soft rock song, and rode away like a gust of wind, like a teenager chasing the wind.
Mu Yichen went directly to MoΓ«t & Chandon, and sure enough, Jian Xi hadn't left yet, and was playing dice with bartender Xiao Peng at the bar.
"You're really interested in that woman, and you're back." Jian Xi lost a few handfuls in a row, his face was red when he drank, and he was still in high spirits.
Mu Yichen directly put the dice away, "Talk to me and tell me what you know." β
Jian Xi reached out to grab it, but he didn't grab it back, and then stretched out his hand again, "Why should I tell you how long I have known you, unless you win me." β
"Five sixes." Mu Yichen didn't talk nonsense, raised his hand and threw the five dice, his right hand quickly grabbed the dice cup and threw it in the air, almost as fast as he saw a shadow, and the five dice entered steadily.
Mu Yichen looked directly at Jian Xi, the movement of shaking the dice in his hand became faster and faster, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. A pair of blue peach blossom eyes, which usually emit a cold blue light at this time.
"Smack"! Mu Yichen snapped his backhand, and the dice cup landed firmly on the table, but his eyes still fell on Jian Xi.
Jian Xi was unconvinced, and when he saw that the neat five dice were all facing up at six o'clock, his face changed. ββ¦β¦ No, you're cheating......"
Mu Yichen is a person, he has been mixed up on the field since he was a child, and he is just a little trick, so why not be afraid of a little girl's film. "I've won, tell me about the eldest lady of your family."
Jian Xi was a little depressed, leaning back in the chair, "My sister won't contact the family after she gets married." I didn't have any contact with me, and my phone number was changed. Maybe her rich husband won't let it. β
"Then your sister and your brother Yuanhe, you have known each other since childhood?"
Jian Xi nodded, "At that time, I lived in the same villa area, and it was very close. My father and Uncle Lu still have business dealings, and my sister and I sometimes come to Lu's house as guests. Brother Yuanhe's grandfather was very kind to us, and when we were in elementary school, the Lu family hired a piano teacher for a while, and we also took piano lessons at the Lu family every weekend. β
"Then the two of you have a marriage contract?"
"I can't talk about the marriage contract, but the relationship between Brother Yuanhyuk and my sister is like a layer of window paper that has not been pierced, and everyone knows it. Uncle Lu's uncle and Aunt Lu like my sister very much, and my parents are also very satisfied with Brother Yuanhe, saying that the Lu family is an impeccable in-law, and Brother Yuanhe is an impeccable son-in-law. At that time, I was waiting for Brother Wonhyuk to graduate from abroad, so that he could get engaged to my sister. β
"No one found out that you also like Lu Yuanhyuk?" Mu Yichen asked with interest.
"Didn't you ask about my sister, you're boring like this." Jian Xi stroked the broken hair on her forehead, "I used to think that my sister and I were like Miss Chang and Miss Shu, why did the same mother come out of the belly, and the treatment was so bad?" β
"Okay, then talk about your sister."
"My sister got married very suddenly, and then our family moved very suddenly. It seems that Uncle Lu was very unhappy because my sister suddenly got married, after all, it was the default marriage of the two families, and it was really not authentic to say hello like this. My dad knew that he was ashamed of the Lu family, and the two families had not had much contact over the years, so I didn't have much hope, but I didn't expect the Lu family to propose at the beginning of the year that I wanted me to get engaged to Brother Yuanhe, and I was so happy that I felt like a dream. β
"I secretly came back to see Brother Yuanhe twice, and he was not salty to me, he only told me to study hard. I guess it's okay, they're going to get engaged to me sooner or later anyway. Originally, I was already the prospective fiancΓ©e recognized by the Lu family, but I didn't expect a person named Bai Pigeon to come out halfway, and Aunt Lu hurriedly called me back. She has the means to coax Brother Yuanhe around. But it doesn't matter, she won't be proud for a few days. My sister is coming back, and she understands everything when she sees that face. β
Jian Xi smiled, a little sad, "The genuine ones are back, and the fake ones are going to retreat." β
I don't know if she's talking about the white dove, or if she's talking about herself.
Mu Yichen frowned, "Let me remind you, your sister is already married, and Lu Yuanhe is also married." β
"Marriage is nothing but a piece of paper. How can it be compared to the friendship that grew up together. Jian Xi said meaninglessly, "Brother Yuanhe has taken the lead for my sister, blocked the knife, just learned that my sister got married, and the exam was run away to Singapore to find my sister, my sister didn't see him, he stood in the heavy rain for a day and a night until he finally had a fever and had a lung infection." β
Mu Yichen interrupted, "Your tone is a little sour." β
"Sour?" Jian Xi touched his nose, "No matter how sour you are, is your mood sour now?" Aren't you just worried about the white pigeon that came back to me to ask about this, I said, you are a TV star, I think your family is quite rich, you let her fall in love with you. β
Mu Yichen drank all the wine in the cup, "If you can hold a beautiful woman because you have money, I am very happy." But if only things in the world were so simple. β
The two of them had their own agendas that night, and they didn't leave until the bar closed. Lin Pan didn't send Jian Xi back for the first time, and the clerk Xiao Peng's gossip was eager to try several times to ask Brother Pan what was going on, but Lin Pan glared back.
Fate seems to have woven a big net, rolling people into it without knowing it, but then realizing it.
The night is deep, whose hearts are secret and deep, whose love is humble and cautious, under a lonely and silent moon, whose hearts can be said.
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Lu Yuanhe has not slept well since he came to Europe.
I didn't think anything before, the white dove lived in front of him, and he was able to sleep peacefully.
After a business trip, he often had insomnia, especially after reuniting with Jian Xia, he seemed to be back to the painful time when he had just lost her.
Lu Yuanhe had a scar on his right forearm, which was as long as ten centimeters. It was when Jian Xia met the gangsters when he was sixteen years old, and Lu Yuanhe was left behind by a fight with people. At that time, a little hooligan took advantage of Lu Yuanhe being entangled by several people, took the opportunity to get close to Jian Xia, and was about to stab down with a knife, Lu Yuanhe flew over and carried the knife with his arm.
More than ten years have passed, the wound has long been healed, and under the soothing of time, the scar has become a low-eyed and pleasing appearance.
But a deep scar in Lu Yuanhe's heart is still turned outward, and now it will jump suddenly in the silent night.
He had something to say and wanted to ask Jian Xia, but Jian Xia didn't want to say more.
When he met Jian Xia at a drinking party a few days ago, he couldn't believe his eyes. Until he was sure that the lilac figure was really her, his first reaction was to grab the shadow in his heart. That shadow that has been like light, like water, like quicksand for many years, people can't hold it.
And she came suddenly, raised her wine glass generously, fixed her starry eyes, and said with a smile that she hadn't seen her for a long time.
Is she doing well? Looks pretty good.
I've lost a little weight, but I'm in good spirits, and I seem to be a little more cheerful than in the past.
In fact, the itinerary at work has all ended, Lu Yuanhe is worried about the white pigeon, and he can't wait to book the earliest flight back. But for the sake of Jian Xia, he still stayed for another day.
"He, thank you for being with me today." Early in the morning, Jian Xia ordered two Brunch in the restaurant and smiled sweetly at Lu Yuanhe opposite. "The pancakes in this restaurant are delicious, I think they are your favorite, I haven't found such a good restaurant in years."
Lu Yuanhe didn't care about breakfast at the moment, "Jian Xia, where have you been all these years?" Why haven't you been contacting me? Don't see me? β
Jian Xia smiled deeply, "I'm very busy, my husband opened a studio for me in Singapore, usually painting on the second floor and selling paintings on the first floor." I'm not good at dealing with people, you know, you have to learn everything from scratch. And you're so handsome, my husband must have knocked over the vinegar jar when he saw it. β
"How are you doing? Is he good to you? β
Jian Xia tilted her head and looked at Lu Yuanhe, "What?" If you know that I'm not doing well, will you save me from the worst of trouble? Let's not talk about that, after breakfast, will you accompany me to the MusΓ©e d'Orsay? I haven't been with you in years. β
Lu Yuanhe responded, but it was not a taste in his heart. Five years have passed, and Jian Xia has a lot of thoughts that he can't understand.
Fortunately, when I watched the art exhibition, Jian Xia coincided with Lu Yuanhe's memory again.
The Paris Orsay is the best home of the Impressionists, displaying almost the most classic masterpieces of the art school, especially on the second floor from the stairs on the back right side of the hall, where there is an exhibition of Vincent van Gogh's works.
Lu Yuanhe didn't bother Jian Xia, after the visit, the two walked side by side on the street, but Jian Xia unexpectedly cried.
Lu Yuanhe paused, he had already felt that Jian Xia had something on his mind, grabbed Jian Xia's arm, and said in an anxious tone: "What's wrong?" Did you encounter something tricky? Tell me. β