The Most Beautiful Years Met You [Thirty-two] Cannonball's Mission Cannon Fodder
"Is Auntie here?" When she spoke, her tone was the same as usual, with a slightly raised tone and a carefree and relaxed tone.
However, these four short words were like a heavy stone weighing on Yan Yu's heart at this moment.
He had been thinking about what he wanted to tell her, but he never expected that it would be revealed in this way.
In the room, Yan's mother saw Ye Hehuan outside the door, her expression changed slightly, but she still pretended to be calm and walked over, smiling: "Huanhuan is here?"
"Um."
Ye Hehuan also looked at her and curled the corners of her lips, then lowered her head and reached into the small bag to fiddle with it. Her drooping eyelashes cast black shadows on her eyelids, which also obscured the true emotions in her eyes. When she raised her head again, she had more in her hands.
The same thing, with a smile on his lips: "I was in a hurry just now, so I took this away."
Yan's mother looked down and saw that it was the key to her home that she had given her before.
Ye Hehuan looked at his watch: "Auntie, I'm leaving first. I'll go out now and just catch the next bus."
After speaking, without looking at the expression on anyone's face, she turned around and quickly went downstairs.
The strict mother glared at her son with hatred, then turned around and entered her room with the bunch of keys.
Yan Yu stood on the second floor, looking at the girl changing her shoes at the entrance. His fists in his trouser pockets were clenched. When she opened the door and went out, he chased after her.
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"Hehuan!"
Ye Hehuan heard the shouts behind him and slowed down until he stopped. He had called her Ye before, but this was the first time he called her name.
She was about to walk away when her arm was suddenly held by someone.
There was Yan Yu's low voice in his ear, and his breathing was a little quick: "I'll drive you back to the hotel."
Just as he was pulling her to turn around, his hand was brushed away, and Yan Yu raised his head to look at her.
"No."
Ye Hehuan looked at his gentle and jade-like face. This man had become someone else's and he would no longer be able to rely on her. She pursed her lips and held her hands behind her back, her fingers tightly digging into the palms of her hands.
, with an indifferent smile on his face: "Oh, by the way, there's something I almost forgot to tell you."
Yan Yu stared at her intently, feeling empty and indescribable in his heart.
In fact, in the two months since he decided to be with Zhang Ningning, he had been trying to find opportunities to break up with Ye Hehuan.
But every time he was about to speak, he would be interrupted by her. Her tone on the phone was so pleasant that he couldn't bear to destroy it.
Love never comes first, and if we really want to talk about it, Ye Hehuan is the latecomer.
He had known Zhang Ningning since he was a child, and it took him five years to go from secret love to love. In exchange, Zhang Ningning shook his head. She said that he was young and it was just the impulse of adolescence. When she learned that Zhang Ningning had a boyfriend,
He was angry and went to study abroad.
Later, Zhang Ningning got married. After being decadent for a while, he accepted Ye Hehuan out of revenge.
He wanted Zhang Ningning to see that he could be fine without her. When he learned that her husband had betrayed her before they got married, he couldn't control the feelings that were suppressed in his heart. At the graduation job fair, he chose a family without hesitation.
company in Ottawa, he kept telling himself, he was here to see her laugh.
However, when he saw Zhang Ningning with disheveled hair and skinny bones in the villa, he knew that he would never be able to let go...
"I've already bought a ticket back to Vancouver."
Ye Hehuan's voice brought him back from his thoughts. Yan Yu looked at her and suddenly didn't know how to answer the question.
Should I smile and say, 'Oh, nice trip then' or should I be surprised and ask her, 'Why is it so sudden, why don't you discuss it with me?'
No matter which rhetoric you choose, it all seems pale and mocking.
"My aunt just called me and said she was coming to Vancouver to see me. It was a surprise attack."
When Ye Hehuan said this, she found that she didn't even blink. She still smiled at him: "Then...bye."
Yan Yu stared at her bright smile. He knew that she heard everything. She heard everything about the argument between him and his mother in the room.
Ye Hehuan looked back at him, walked back a few steps, then raised his hand, turned around and left the community, never looking back at Yan Yu who was still standing there.
Yan Yu's cell phone buzzed and vibrated in his trouser pocket. It was Zhang Ningning's call.
"Are you still at home? Ayu, I plan to take a look at the house, preferably one with luxurious decoration. I will contact you in the evening."
Listening to the gentle and reserved female voice in the receiver, Yan Yu responded softly and looked at the deserted tree-lined avenue, feeling more tired than ever before.
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Ye Hehuan didn't know how she walked out of the community. When she recovered, she was already sitting on the bus.
She turned to look out the window at the street scene that was completely unfamiliar to her.
Appearing alone in this city, surrounded by strangers she had never met before, she felt confused and felt a sudden pain in her heart.
The only one I love from the beginning to the end is Ning Ning...
Yan Yu never said he liked her, let alone loved her.
At that time, he began to accept her, and she always pestered him and said, "I like you so much. What about you, Ayu? Do you like me?"
He touched her head, messed up her hair, and smiled helplessly: "Fool..."
Aren't you just a fool? Only a fool would talk about his love all day long, and only a fool would be the last person to know that his boyfriend is getting married soon.
That roommate in Ottawa must have met Zhang Ningning, right? Otherwise, why would he look at her with that look?
Yan Yu wanted to find a wife with a decent family background.
Ye Hehuan curled up the corners of his lips and smiled, lowered his head, and picked at the small jewelry hanging on the bag with his fingers. It turned out that he also felt that her mentality was abnormal.
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Ye Hehuan didn't get to the hotel, she got off the car in a busier commercial area.
The cell phone in the bag is ringing.
She didn't look at it, but went straight into the shopping mall, swept from the first floor to the fifth floor, maxed out her credit card, carried large and small bags, and left under the manager's flattering smile.
Passing by a store that was being renovated, Ye Hehuan stopped because she saw the words "Art Restoration".
"Sorry, our store has not officially opened yet." A young girl came out.
Ye Hehuan looked inside: "Are you the boss?"
"I'm just a part-time worker. Our boss bought the store a month ago. The boss's wife is responsible for the restoration work. They just came back from Ottawa a few days ago."
Seeing that Ye Hehuan was carrying a brand-name shopping bag, the girl began to solicit business: "If you have damaged artwork at home, you can use it to repair it."
Ye Hehuan smiled at her: "Then I will definitely come next time."
"Wait a minute, I'll get the boss lady's business card." The girl was very excited that she had attracted a business.
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In the taxi, Ye Hehuan looked at the business card in his hand, which said 'Zhang Ningning' and contact information, as well as the name of the store - Ning Yufang.
Ningyufang......
Is this how you understand the art restoration workshop co-owned by Zhang Ningning and Yan Yu?
The phone rang again.
Ye Hehuan saw a string of numbers on the screen and knew it was Ye Zanwen's number. Did he come to scold her for squandering? She pressed it directly and turned off the phone.
After returning to the hotel and stepping out of the elevator, Ye Hehuan saw a beautiful figure standing at the door of his room.
When she heard the footsteps, the woman who was admiring the oil painting on the corridor wall slowly turned her head.
Ye Hehuan did not walk over again. The two of them looked at each other from a distance. There was no need to take the initiative to introduce them. She squeezed the business card in her hand and guessed who it was.
Zhang Ningning is a great beauty. She looks like she is in her twenties. Not only does she have exquisite facial features, but she also has an outstanding temperament. She has a smooth face and her long curly hair that has been specially styled is pushed to one side and falls on her right shoulder. She is wearing white leggings and nine-foot pants.
A short fur coat with split sleeves, and a purple Dior handbag in his hand.
Zhang Ningning smiled at Ye Hehuan, glanced at the barbecue bag in her hand, and said in a soft and sweet voice: "You're back? Haven't you had lunch yet?"
"..."
Ye Hehuan can sneer at Yin Lian and others, like a fearless Sailor Moon.
But now, when she encounters this kind of thing, she can't say any bad words, she just looks at Zhang Ningning quietly, the goddess in Yan Yu's heart.
Taking out the room card from the pouch on the side of the bag, Ye Hehuan walked over and opened the door.
Zhang Ningning turned around and looked at her: "Miss Ye, can we have a chat? There are some things I want to tell you."
"We don't seem to know each other, right?" Ye Hehuan looked at her with a half-smile.
"Miss Ye, you don't have to be so hostile to me."
Zhang Ningning's eyes fell on Ye Hehuan calmly and without any aggression: "I heard that it was my aunt who found you."
Ye Hehuan's fingers tightened the key card in his hand.
"Ayu had a quarrel with his parents, and he has been staying in a hotel with me since returning to China. This morning, we went to the hospital to visit Grandma Yan, and my aunt called and said it was Ayu's girlfriend who was here."
Zhang Ningning said for a while, with a smile that contained a hint of disappointment and self-mockery, and looked at the girl opposite him: "Auntie must have told you about Ayu and I, right? Father Yan and Mother Yan don't approve of us being together. This
I've been meeting a lot of girls for Ayu in the past few days, and I just found out that Ayu has a girlfriend in Vancouver."
"Then what do you want to do when you come to tell me this?" Ye Hehuan tilted his head and smiled sarcastically.
"Don't be angry, I don't mean anything else."
Zhang Ningning looked at her with gentle eyes, as if looking at a child having a bad temper: "I didn't expect... that I would cause trouble to you and Ayu."
"Everyone who does bad things says they have no choice but to do it. Just like before becoming a mistress, no one would say they wanted to be a mistress."
Zhang Ningning was speechless and even looked unhappy.
"I know what you want. Don't worry, Yan Yu and I have broken up."
Ye Hehuan used the room card to unlock the door. Amidst the pleasant music, she didn't listen to what Zhang Ningning said. She entered the room and closed the door with her backhand.
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Ye Hehuan leaned against the door, his expression unusually calm.
Slowly, she walked over, pulled out a chair, sat down, picked up a few skewers of barbecue, and ate it with big mouthfuls. Her cheeks were sore from chewing, and her mouth was full of sauce.
She wanted to find some details that could prove that Yan Yu actually liked her, but her mind was filled with all the stupid things she did when she liked him.
In fact, he had no love for her, which was obvious enough, but she was blinded by Yiye at the time.
As long as she got a little response from him, she thought the whole world was revolving around her.
He and Zhang Ningning are getting married. What does she mean to him all this time?
Ye Hehuan picked up her phone and turned it on. A large number of missed calls popped up on the screen. She didn't take a look at it and just dialed Qin Shousheng's number.
"Hello? Why are you calling me?...Hello? Talk...don't pretend to be dead...or hang up if you don't say anything?"
Listening to the familiar voice, Ye Hehuan raised his head and looked at the wall mirror, his mouth full of barbecued squid, but his vision gradually became blurred.
After a long time, she turned to the phone and said inarticulately: "I'm lovelorn."
To Yan Yu, she is a tool he uses to take revenge on Zhang Ningning; to the Yan family, she is a roadblock they use to prevent the marriage between Yan Yu and Zhang Ningning.
"Break up?" Qin Shousheng was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, but then became serious again with a smile: "Really or not?"
Ye Hehuan muttered a vague 'hmm', hung up the phone, and lay on the table, his shoulders shaking slightly.
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Ye Hehuan wrapped himself in a quilt and sat on the bed all afternoon without answering any calls. He used his laptop to book a flight for himself.
At night, with the sound of 'bang--', fireworks bloomed all over the sky, and there was the sound of crackling firecrackers.
A couple held a wedding ceremony in the hotel.
Ye Hehuan turned her head. Outside the window, the bright and dying sparks reflected the faint water in her eyes.
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The above text is four thousand words.
I originally planned to write until the second brother appears, but I found that in that case, I would have to upload a new chapter early in the morning, so I finished writing 4,000 words and uploaded it first, and then continued writing...
Give away a small theater:
[Late Mid-Autumn Festival Small Theater]
Every Mid-Autumn Festival, a mountain of mooncakes is piled up in the living room of the Yu family.
When Mrs. Yu was pregnant with her third child, when she saw those exquisite moon cake boxes, she immediately became very hungry and took two boxes back to the bedroom.
In the evening, Mr. Yu comes home from get off work.
Mrs. Yu came out of the bedroom and said with a smile: "Honey, I prepared mooncakes for you."
Mr. Yu was slightly moved. He took his tie and followed Mrs. Yu back to the room. He pretended to be curious and asked: "What kind of mooncakes are you?"
"Both." Mrs. Yu blinked mysteriously.
A minute later, Mr. Yu had a splitting headache as he looked at the mooncakes on the coffee table that had had their skins torn off, leaving only the fillings.
Mrs. Yu: "Husband, don't you like eating?"
"I like it." Mr. Yu sighed, picked up a sweet ball of fine sand, and put it into his mouth under Mrs. Yu's expectant eyes.
Mrs. Yu handed over another ball of five-nut filling.
