Chapter 1 The Passing Years. old friend

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Late at night, Ruan Yanwen woke up from a dream, and the familiar face and blood that had often appeared in the past year once again appeared in the dream.

Ruan Yanwan lifted the quilt and got out of bed and walked towards the garden downstairs, after hearing the sound, Wu's mother hurriedly got dressed and came out of the room, "Miss, have nightmares again?" ”

Ruan Yan hummed softly when he heard this, turned around and smiled and said to Liu's mother: "Liu's mother, I'm suddenly a little hungry, help me make a bowl of wine-brewing garden."

Mother Liu wanted to say something but finally held back, sighed and walked to the kitchen.

Ruan Yanwan gathered the silk satin pajamas on her body, lazily walked to the wooden table in the garden and sat down.

Soon Mother Wu brought a bowl of excellent wine, Ruan Yannuo took the bowl, gently stirred it with a spoon, ate it, and muttered: "You Sheng, where are you?" ”

This wine-stuffed dumplings are his favorite food, but since his father's death last year, he has disappeared, and his mother has left this sad Shencheng for Sioux City, and now she is the only one left here.

What happened a year ago is vivid, she just came back from studying in country Y, her mother told her that Ling Yousheng was also at home, Ruan Yanwen smiled embarrassedly and looked at Ruan's mother and said angrily: "He will come, tell me what to do?" ”

Ruan's mother looked at her embarrassed daughter and smiled: "I can't see what you think about him, he heard that you are coming back today, and he came to wait for you early in the morning under the pretext of talking to your father about work, so why did you blush when you heard him coming?" ”

"Oh, Mom," Ruan Yanwen became more and more embarrassed by Ruan's mother

"Okay, I've already told Wu's mother to make wine-stuffed balls, you will send them to Yousheng later, and go to see your father by the way, he will be happy to fall asleep when he hears that you are coming back."

After that, Ruan Yanwen went upstairs to change her clothes and planned to go to the study to see her father and Ling Yousheng, but when she just walked to the door, she suddenly heard several huge gunshots, and she hurriedly ran into her father's study.

Seeing that it was indeed his father who fell to the ground in shocking blood, Ling Yousheng was also shot and passed out. The servants and Ruan's mother also ran up when they heard the voice.

Ruan Yanwen ran over and hugged her father in her arms, choking up, "Dad, Dad, Dad, wake up, don't scare me, I'm Yanwu, take a look at me"

Father Ruan used his last strength to open his eyes, took Ruan Yanwan's hand, and said intermittently, "Yan...... Yan Wan ...... Dad can't take care of you anymore...... Protect yourself."

Ruan's father's hand hammered down, Ruan Yanwan felt that her world had collapsed, tears flowed down desperately, and the whole person kept twitching, "Dad, wake up, look at me and my mother" "Ah...... Ahhhhh............h

Ruan's mother on the side couldn't accept such a painful blow and fainted.

From this moment on, Ruan Yanwen knew that this family would depend on her in the future, so he sent someone to send Ling Yousheng to the hospital, and asked the housekeeper Uncle Wang to take care of his father's funeral.

In the evening, she finished her family affairs and went to visit Ling Yousheng in the hospital, but the doctor told her that he had been picked up after the bullet was removed, and then Ling Yousheng disappeared into Ruan Yanwan's world. Later, my mother was unwilling to stay in this sad place anymore and went to Suzhou.

"Miss, miss?" Mother Wu's voice pulled Ruan Yanwan's thoughts back, "Miss, it's windy here, you better go back to the bedroom."

Ruan Yanwen lit some soothing Canaan incense in the room, and went to rest.

In the early morning of the next day, Ruan Yanwen dressed up and went downstairs to have a few bites of breakfast and went to the newspaper office.

In recent years, because of the turbulent situation in Shencheng, it has become more and more difficult for the newspaper to operate, and from time to time it will encounter some troublemakers.

Since Ruan's father died, the newspaper has been taken care of by Ruan Yanwan, and there is a housekeeper Uncle Wang to help take care of it on weekdays.

As soon as Ruan Yanwen walked into the newspaper office, she saw Liang Xingming waiting for her, the girl was wearing a jade low-necked dress, embroidered a few light blue peonies on the cuffs, outlined a few auspicious clouds with silver threads, and a chestnut curly hair casually draped behind her head.

Ruan Yanwan looked at Liang Xingming in front of her in a little surprise and said, "My Miss Liang, why are you here?"

Liang Xingming took Ruan Yanwan's arm and smiled: "Oh, I'm not worried about you, I'm afraid that you won't be able to help you alone, call Wu Ma in the morning and say that you have gone to the newspaper office, and said that you didn't rest well last night, and you dreamed of him again?" Ruan Yanwen smiled and did not speak.

Liang Xingming looked at Ruan Yanwen beside her worriedly, since the accident in the Ruan family last year, she seems to have changed as a person, and the girlish wanton and flamboyant in the past has faded a lot from her, and has been replaced by more restrained and steady.

"Forget my little Yanwu, don't talk about those unhappy, is the newspaper busy in the afternoon? I heard that there is a new performance at the Guangming Theater this afternoon, and then I will go to Yunshang Costume to see, I saw that the advertisement yesterday wrote that there are several new cheongsams with good materials. ”

After sorting out the information of the newspaper in the morning, Ruan Yanwen called Wu's mother to tell her that she didn't need to prepare lunch for herself, and then went to the theater with Liang Xingming.

The theater is playing the popular Yue Opera "Liang Zhu" in recent years, and most of the young ladies sitting in the audience are young ladies from dignitaries, young masters and wives, and everyone shed tears for the poignant love story on stage.

In the last row of the auditorium sat two men, one with a well-defined silhouette, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on the bridge of his nose, and a thin lip pursed slightly.

The other, with a pair of seductive peach blossom eyes on his fair face, smiled as if even his soul had been hooked.

But both of them had no intention of watching the play, staring at Ruan Yanwen and Liang Xingming who were sitting in the front row.

Shen Zeyu looked at Ling Yousheng next to him with a smile and quipped, "I've been thinking about it for a year, why don't you go and say hello?"

"I don't dare to go, I'm afraid she won't forgive me, I didn't say goodbye a year ago, I don't know how sad she was" Ling Yousheng replied with a gloomy expression.

Shen Zeyu reached out and patted Shen Zeyu's shoulder in an interesting way, "I'll see you sooner or later anyway, think about how to face it." Sometimes I really don't understand what you people think, day and night, love is dead and alive, and you don't dare to face it when you see it, tsk tsk".

Ling Yousheng turned his head to look at Shen Zeyu, who was gloating beside him, raised his eyebrows, and said with a slight sneer, "If she appears, you try"

"Ling Shao, the little one is wrong, you have a deep affection for Miss Ruan, no, Mrs. Ling, the little one wishes the two of them to have an early birth of a noble son, a full house of children and grandchildren, and a good ...... ...... for a hundred years."

"Get out of here, watch your play. By the way, I forgot to tell you, I checked for you, she is also from Shanghai, maybe you can touch it when you get out of the theater door" After finishing speaking, he smiled evilly at Shen Zeyu.

Shen Zeyu looked at Ling Yousheng with a loveless expression, "You prepared this in advance, right?"

In the front row, "Yan Wan, I heard from my father that there is a porcelain merchant from Hong Kong City, who wants to go to your newspaper office to report the porcelain he brought back from Hong Kong City, who is it?" It's so powerful, so many porcelain dealers in Shencheng prefer him to advertise. ”

"Well, I went to the newspaper office this morning and heard Uncle Wang say that he will come tomorrow, and Uncle Wang also hopes that I can meet with him tomorrow, it should be a tycoon from Hong Kong City, it is normal for there to be many rich people in places with many foreigners."

Liang Xingming nodded: "Yes, a lot of military salaries on the front line are also provided by the people of Hong Kong."

"Xingming, why don't you accompany me to meet me tomorrow, you have met a lot of people abroad in the past few years, maybe you just met."

"It's okay" Liang Xingming thought that he was idle at home, and it was good to help Ruan Yanwan.

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