The rain in Gardenia has stopped again.

The light passed through the gauze curtain, ran into this room in pieces, and jumped on Jiang Xu's broad and cold white shoulders brightly, and then his extremely demagogic but unconscious eyebrows, he lowered his eyelashes in this bright sunshine, and there was only Wen Qingyun in his eyes.

The wind beats in your ears.

Wen Qingyun suddenly felt that he was a little handsome.

As soon as this idea came to mind, the man in front of him suddenly approached and looked at her calm face with interest, "Yes, your restraint is not bad, you are not crazy with joy." ”

Wen Qingyun: "......"

"So-" Jiang Xu raised his eyebrows nonchalantly, his voice slightly hoarse, "Do you want to fake marriage with me?" We helped each other and were fake couples for three years. ”

After a pause, he specially added, "We are only pure comrades-in-arms, you can't use this relationship to insult me, and I won't use this relationship to do anything out of the ordinary to you." ”

It means that you only talk about interests with her, not feelings.

Wen Qingyun's eyelashes trembled.

Thinking of Shi Dong's harassment last night, her aunt's deliberate design, and all kinds of embarrassing things before, she was a little moved.

With Jiang Xu's power, it is not difficult for her to get rid of these troubles.

That invisible mud, she didn't want to be swept up in it anymore.

Taking a deep breath, she heard an inner voice pop out of her throat and knowingly asked, "What can you do for me?" ”

The little girl's voice was clear and cold, and her eyes were calm, but Jiang Xu thought of her last night, wet, so sad, so fragile.

"As long as I do it, whether it's strange relatives or those disgusting people and things, I can solve it with money." Jiang Xu lifted her thin eyelids and approached suddenly, and the scattered sound penetrated into her eardrums, arousing a layer of crispy numbness.

Too tempting.

But Wen Qingyun didn't feel that she was suitable for Mrs. Jiang's candidate.

She lives in the mud and is not at all the same person as him. may not be able to accompany him around Vanity Fair.

Looking away from his ruffian, she asked, "Then what can I do for you?" ”

In the past, a trace of imperceptible tenderness flashed on the face of Hang'er Langdang, Jiang Xu pulled the corners of his mouth, suppressed the dark tide surging under his eyes, and lied, "I need freedom, as a hush money, I will give you one million living expenses a year, as long as you try your best to play Mrs. Jiang well, after three years, we will divorce peacefully and not entangle each other." ”

After a pause, his eyebrows moved slightly, "This kind of freedom, others can't give it." ”

Wen Qingyun understood.

Jiang Xu is used to being free and doesn't want to be bound by marriage, so he needs someone who also doesn't need marriage to marry him.

Only when the two of them take what they need and do not interfere with each other can he have relatively maximum freedom.

And she is not an unmarried, but also a high school classmate with him, to a certain extent, she knows the roots, and with her fake marriage, he can save a lot of trouble.

was even afraid that she would entangle him, so he specially offered a very high remuneration, just to define the relationship between the two in the purest money relationship.

"What do you think?" The man in front of him bent down suddenly, his eyes were dark, and he stretched out his bony hand towards her.

The green tendons on the back of his hand protruded, winding all the way, like a gift from the Creator, and his cold white skin shone in the cold light, full of demagogy, like a silent invitation.

Time seemed to stand still, Wen Qingyun's eyebrows moved slightly, and in the refreshing wind, he stretched out his hand and gently held his slightly cold palm along his slender knuckles.

"Deal."

Feng Qingqing shallowly lifted a strand of hair from Wen Qingyun's neck, and she heard her determined voice desperately fleeing from the abyss.

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Flash marriage is probably the most courageous decision Wen Qingyun has made in her twenty-four years.

I can't tell if she has no choice, or if the old things have long been haunted and she is struggling to breathe.

Wen Qingyun simply broke the jar and chose to take the path where she lost the least.

By the time she reacted, she already had a red book stamped with a steel seal in her hand.

The matter of obtaining the certificate turned out to be surprisingly smooth.

No traffic jams, no annoying queues.

It seems that today is really an auspicious day for obtaining a certificate.

Wen Qingyun pinched the marriage certificate, and the white canvas shoes stepped on the drizzly road, only to feel that everything was illusory as if it were a dream.

But Jiang Xu's unruly back soon let her know that none of this was a dream.

He was standing in the sun, tall and long-legged, with a straight waist, obviously wearing an ordinary sweatshirt, but at a glance, people felt that he was a little untamed in his extravagance.

Somehow, Wen Qingyun came up with an idea.

It's not a loss to fake a marriage with him.

As soon as Jiang Xu looked back, he saw the little girl walking towards him slowly.

The matter of obtaining the certificate can be regarded as a temporary idea between the two, and the two were originally fake marriages, so they did not have to be carefully prepared from head to toe like other newlyweds.

Wen Qingyun was still wearing the nanny's somewhat old-fashioned suit, but she had white skin and was thin, and the aqua blue fell on her, but she wore a gentle and retro feeling.

Jiang Xu's breathing tightened slightly, and his throat couldn't help rolling, calling her, "Wen Qingyun." ”

inexplicably remembered the first meeting with Wen Qingyun in high school.

At that time, his mother had just died, and he was very decadent, he didn't like anything, and he looked like a bastard every day, skipping classes during the day and racing at night.

He didn't know what he was gambling on, as if he was such a bastard that his mother could come back to life to take care of him.

And when the woman in the upper position saw him like this, of course, she couldn't wait to blow the wind on her pillow, so he transferred to a school that was in tatters everywhere, and began to repeat the second grade in the first year of high school.

On the day of school, the weather was very hot and humid, and the already irritable heart was even more irritable because of the principal's flattering face.

The trees that no one had taken care of were scrambling to take root and grow on this soil, and their eyes were all green, and the afternoon wind was rare to bring a little coolness, Jiang Xu found a tree with an eye, climbed up, and prepared to squint.

Suddenly—

He heard a very light clanging sound, like a cat tickling, and it seemed particularly non-existent in the rustling wind.

But Jiang Xu was in a shallow sleep, he opened his eyes a little impatiently, and followed the voice to find -

The midsummer sun froze for a moment, and the girl in sight was dressed in a water-blue school uniform in a regular manner, with a loose low pill head, her exposed neck and arms were dazzlingly white, and the pair of jingle bracelets on her wrists shone out a clear water-gray glow in the golden light with her dance steps.

There are no complicated hair accessories, and even the buttons of the school uniform are neatly buttoned, but she is like a fairy who sneaks to the mortal world, every movement is tender like water but does not lose her sense of strength, and when she turns in a circle, she looks like a shining elf that can fly.

Jiang Xu's breathing stagnated for a moment.

That day, she was dancing her youth, but she also jumped into his youth impartially.

Later, it just so happened that she became his new tablemate.

Later, he knew that her name was Wen Qingyun, and she was a dance specialty in this school.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting, I didn't expect there to be so many people in the women's bathroom." Wen Qingyun trotted over apologetically, her fair and small face slightly overlapping with the childish face of high school in her memory.

Jiang Xu's chest became hotter little by little, and with eye circles, he opened the car door for her and called her with selfish intentions, "Mrs. Jiang." ”

Wen Qingyun responded softly, as if she was seriously adapting to this new role.

The sunlight stretched the shadows of the two men.

Jiang Xu's eyebrows moved slightly, and he approached quietly, and went to pull the seat belt on her side.

The owner of the shadow is not intimate, but the shadow is already intimately close together.

Jiang Xu's chest rose and fell slightly, and he was a little reluctant to let go of the seat belt for a while.

Wen Qingyun was still tidying up her skirt, and when she was caught off guard, she smelled a faint mint aroma, she raised her eyes, and Jiang Xu had already fastened her seat belt neatly.

Surprised by his gentleness, she said embarrassedly, "Thank you." ”

Jiang Xu put his wrist on the steering wheel, raised the tail of his eyes, and suddenly asked her casually, "Are you going to buy a wedding ring?" ”