"What?Miss Wen's family?No, I don't agree!" Luo Chen slapped the case, with an angry face: "We haven't even met, why should I marry her?"

At this time, Luochen was still a young and vigorous teenager. He had just received news that the family had arranged a marriage for him without his consent, which made Luochen angry.

"Dust, sit down. A middle-aged man stared at the dust, not angry.

Luochen wanted to say something, but when he saw the man's sword-like gaze, he held back his words and said a little unwillingly: "Yes, father." With that, he sat back in his seat.

This middle-aged man is Luochen's father.

"Chen'er, this is the decision of our two families. The news has been released, and everyone knows it, what is it called to break the contract now? Where is the family's face still going?" The man persuaded bitterly: "Besides, I have met the eldest lady of the Wen family a few times, not only is she beautiful, but also gentle and virtuous, generous and decent, and she is worthy of you." ”

"But father, can't I even be the master of my own marriage?" Luochen still refused to give up: "I have nothing to do with her, I don't want to marry her." ”

"Enough!" the man slapped the table vigorously and said in an unquestioning tone: "The will of the family, which cannot be disobeyed, will hold a wedding in a month." ”

Luochen clenched his fists, but still let go again.

......

A month later, late at night

On the night of the candles in the cave room, Wen Yu was wearing a good-looking long dress and sat on the edge of the bed nervously. Her head was covered with a large red satin, blocking her view.

She hadn't met Luochen yet, but she had heard that her fiancé was a man of great temperament and martial arts, and was known as the genius of the younger generation of the Qilin clan. At a young age, he had made great achievements in war, and Wen Yu had heard his name for a long time and admired him very much.

In the eyes of everyone, only the eldest lady of the Wen family can be worthy of falling dust. One is knowledgeable, the other is brave and good at fighting, the other is gentle and virtuous, and the other is uninhibited, which is simply a pair made in heaven.

Now, the two are really married. Wen Yu sat on the edge of the bed dignifiedly, fantasizing about the picture of Luochen uncovering her red hijab, and couldn't help but feel excited. She felt her heart beating so fast that her face was a little hot.

Minutes and seconds passed, and Wen Yu had been sitting upright, but there was no movement in the room.

It stands to reason that the bridegroom should have removed her red hijab and had a round house. Wen Yu was a little puzzled, but she couldn't see the situation in the house. According to custom, the red hijab must be uncovered by the bridegroom's own hands, otherwise it is unlucky. She attaches great importance to a woman's marriage and does not dare to break the law.

Or - urge him? But what is the good thing to call him? No, they are already husband and wife, and it is too serious to call him by his full name. No, husband, it's too embarrassing to meet for the first time. Wen Yu was a little entangled in his heart.

Finally, she timidly shouted softly, "Ah Chen—"

However, there was no response.

Sensing that something was not quite right, she quietly lifted the corner of her hijab and peered outside.

The house was empty.

She froze, she was still a young girl, but the groom disappeared on the night of the candles, and she didn't know what to do.

She threw down her red hijab, lifted the corner of her skirt, and ran to the door. Pushing open the door, a young man was sitting on the steps in front of the door, dozing. The man was wearing a wedding dress, and he looked drowsy, and he was the dust.

"Ah Chen?" Wen Yu cautiously patted Luo Chen's shoulder.

Luochen yawned, glanced at Wen Yu, and shouted, "What are you doing? Don't make me sleep." ”

Luochen has already decided, and he will not follow Wen Yu Yuanfang no matter what. If he doesn't like a woman, he won't touch it.

"It's windy outside, don't freeze. Wen Yu whispered, "If you are sleepy, go to the house and sleep on the bed." ”

"Okay, then I'm in bed. But let me tell you, I don't like people living in my house, and you are not allowed to go in. Luochen didn't even look at Wen Yu, strode into the room, and closed the door heavily.

Wen Yu was stunned, a living person? I am just a living person in your heart? A feeling of grievance came to my heart.

The wind was very strong, and in the dark night, a few crows flew by from time to time, adding a bit of chill to the night.

Wen Yu squatted aggrievedly in front of the door and curled up in a ball. It was really cold, she only wore a thin wedding dress, and she kept shivering.

Obviously I have been looking forward to it for a long time, the most important night in the girl's life, but it turned out to be like this. For this day, she has fantasized countless times and longed for it countless times, but she didn't expect that it would be like this.

It was warm inside, and Dusty was lying on the bed, snoring.

Outside the house, the girl sobbed aggrievedly, she didn't know what she had done wrong and was treated like this by him.

A cold night of wind.

The next day, Luochen yawned and pushed the door open, but it was empty.

The woman was really angry, and Luochen smiled smugly and hummed a little song. I don't know what breakfast the servant made today. This point should be delivered soon, and I happen to be a little hungry.

"Dust—" Suddenly, a girl's voice came. Luochen's face sank, damn it, why hasn't she left yet?

Wen Yu cautiously carried a bowl of porridge and appeared in front of Luochen.

"Hungry, let's have some porridge. Wen Yu smiled sweetly, as if nothing happened last night: "I cooked it for you, it's fragrant." ”

I cried all night, and early this morning, Wen Yu still cooked breakfast carefully for Luochen.

The rice porridge is steaming hot, soft and delicious.

Luochen glanced at it and said coldly, "I'm not hungry." With that, he went back to his room. Suddenly he remembered something, turned around and warned, "Remember, you are not allowed to enter my room." ”

Wen Yu was a little anxious: "Ah Chen, it's okay if I don't go in, you bring the porridge in, don't go hungry-"

Before he finished speaking, there was a "pop", and the porridge bowl was knocked to the ground by the dust, and Wen Yu was frightened and at a loss.

"Are you finished?" Luochen's tone was very cold: "Also, don't call me Ah Chen again, it's disgusting to hear." ”

"I'm sorry......" Wen Yu lowered his head, tears streaming out of his eyes.

Falling dust returned to the room and locked the door tightly. Outside the house, Wen Yu cleaned up the fragments of the bowl, and his heart was like a knife.