Yi Xianchen had the wind under his feet, his steps were fast and urgent, and Mingcan was struggling to wear stiletto heels.

"Doctor Yi, do you know what it means to be merciful and cherished? Wait for me. ”

Yi Xianchen didn't speak, nor did he slow down.

When I entered the office, I put down the folder in my hand, and there were several people in front of a computer screen with their heads in front of him, and when they saw him come back, they suddenly seemed to see a savior.

"Come and save the child, it's all messed up."

Yi Xianchen walked over, leaned over the table, stared at the screen, swiped the mouse, and then quickly tapped the keyboard.

Mingcan leaned on the door frame, clasped her hands around her chest, looking at Yi Xianchen's tall and long-legged silhouette, coupled with her handsome head, she exclaimed in her heart.

It's a pity, married young.

After a few minutes, Yi Xianchen straightened up, "It should be okay now, and continue to proceed." ”

The crowd worshipped.

He turned around and went out, and when he staggered by the door, he remembered something, turned his head sideways and said, "The hotel is set, you can go directly after work." ”

Mingcan had a hurt expression on his face, "Really drive me away?" My luggage is still at your house. ”

"Moved to the hotel."

Yi Xianchen didn't say much, so he took the meaning and left.

Mingcan was surprised, "I'm really convinced." I don't talk about the friendship of brothers and sisters at all, hey! I came all the way from the United States to Shucheng, don't you know that I want to do the friendship of the landlord? ”

"Eh, Brother Chen won't take you in, come to my house! There are many rooms, if not, let's stay in one! "Someone chimed in.

"Fuck off!" Mingcan rolled his eyes. The others burst into laughter.

Yi Xianchen went downstairs while looking at his watch, the elevator was occupied, and he went down the stairs directly.

The steps are hurried, for fear of overtime. When he opened the corridor door on the third floor, he was still a little gasping, but there was no Tang Yan in front of the elevator.

He was stunned for a moment, looked back and forth in the corridor again, and called Tang Yan, but he didn't answer.

Instead, call Aunt Zhao.

"Hello? Ah Yi, we were afraid that you would be busy, so we left first. …… It's a good taxi, it's all on the way. …… You are free to come to your house and sit. Eh, yes! ”

Yi Xianchen hung up the phone and stood in place for a while.

No one knew what he was thinking, but he was a little lonely the moment he lowered his eyes.

In the taxi, Aunt Zhao put her mobile phone back in her padded jacket pocket, and couldn't help chattering: "Actually, it's not bad for about ten minutes, Ah Yi said that he would send us back." Now it's okay, and let him pounce on the air. ”

"It's not good to trouble others for everything." Tang Yan said.

"Ah Yi is no one else."

Tang Yan didn't squeak, turned her head and turned her face to the increasingly depressed street scene outside the window.

……

After tossing for a day, when I returned to the Tang family's courtyard, it was already evening.

Aunt Zhao went into the kitchen to work, and Tang Yan groped her way back to the room.

In the past two years of being blind, she has spent almost all of her time in a separate courtyard, and she has lived since she was a child, so this place is very familiar to her. Where there are rockeries and ponds in the yard, and where are the corners in the corridor, even if she doesn't have to reach out to touch them, she knows it.

Here, she can barely walk like a normal person, without stretching her arms out in confusion to explore the way, without being labeled blind all the time.

Tang Yan sat in front of the old-fashioned dresser, opened the first drawer on the left, and touched the small red book placed in the innermost.

Fingertips gently stroked the bronzing font on the cover, and the touch was a little rough and cold, just like the feeling that Yi Xianchen had given her in the past two years.

Flip open the cover and touch the photo inside. On the day she took the photo and received the certificate, she was not blind, and she and Yi Xianchen stood in front of the camera in white shirts, with a distance of half a meter wide.

The photographer shouted, "Come closer!" Come closer! Bring it closer! ”

Eventually, the photographers got angry and asked, "Are you married or divorced?" If you're kidnapped, blink and I'll call the police! ”

Xu was shooting for too long, Yi Xianchen's patience was exhausted, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed Tang Yan's shoulders and pulled her to her side.

The arms collided, and one shoulder was tightly wrapped by his wide palm, and it hurt a little. Tang Yan frowned, and heard the photographer say "laugh one" again, so she reflexively raised the corners of her mouth.

What was finally fixed on the picture was Tang Yan frowning and smirking, while Yi Xianchen had a cold face throughout the whole process, and his eyes looking at the camera were fierce and disgusting.

The photographer was frustrated, "I've never seen anything like you!" Go, get your certificate and go! I wish you all a hundred years of happiness. ”

People with long ears know that the photographer is saying the opposite, what is a hundred years of good together, it should be knot today, and leave tomorrow.

It's good to be able to last for three years.

In the past three years, Tang Yan and Yi Xianchen have been tied to a household registration book, and she dragged him down.

"Ah, how did you find out the marriage certificate?" Aunt Zhao came up to call Tang Yan to eat, turned on the light, and was a little surprised to see the little red book on the table.

"I happened to touch it." Tang Yan lied, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

When she got up and went downstairs, she put the marriage certificate in the outer pocket of the coat she often wore.

In the evening, he sent a message to Yi Xianchen.

- Find a time, let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to divorce the marriage.