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The Most Beautiful Years Met You [Seventy-six] Zhong Xiao, do you like it?

"Maybe he is sleeping with his wife in his arms now, so you can stop embarrassing me here. Aren't you willing to not go back to the people's livelihood program?"

Qin Shousheng took a breath midway. Seeing her silence, he felt even more angry: "What's so good about him? What do you like about him? If you really like mature and steady men, let me tell you.

Grandpa, there are a lot of young talents for you to choose from, and they are all unmarried and single. Not to mention that he still has a wife, if he gets divorced one day, do you really plan to be the one who takes over?"

"He's just avoiding you on purpose. Do you think I don't know? He just turned off his phone. Why? Isn't it just to tell you to stop bothering him? Can't you just go upstairs and sleep peacefully?"

Listening to his sharp words, Ye Hehuan felt his chest tightening and said slowly: "You're right, I just don't have self-respect and love for myself. I like married men. If he calls me, I'll be there obediently."

Waiting for him here, when I heard him press the phone, I was still looking for various reasons to lie to myself."

"I just like him, even though I know very well that he is my uncle, and I know that he has a woman he likes, and I also know that he doesn't like me. Maybe he just gets bored occasionally and wants to tease me, but... I can't help it

Control your emotions."

The harsh words were stuck in his throat. Qin Shousheng suddenly didn't know what to say. He reached out to grab her arm: "Let's go upstairs first."

Ye Hehuan broke away from his hand, sniffed, and said in a low voice: "You go up, I'll go for a run."

"..."

No matter what Ye Hehuan was going to do, he was dragged upstairs by Qin Shousheng.

"You will sleep here tonight. If you go back to my sister-in-law's room now, you might be questioned." Qin Shousheng said as he spread the quilt on the sofa and took the initiative to give up his *.

Before, he would have been lying on the bed, hugging the pillow, and vowing to defend his territory to the death, but today is different from the past, so he has to be considerate...

Ye Hehuan sat on the stool next to Pin, watching him busy, and suddenly asked: "Do you look down on me now?"

"Why do you say that?" Qin Shousheng turned around and asked.

"What's the difference between me and Yin Lian now? She seduced her brother-in-law, but I seduced my little uncle."

"Oh, you really know how to put gold on your face."

Qin Shousheng sat down on the quilt, crossed his legs, folded his hands across his chest, and said in a sour tone: "I'm just in love with you, but you are called being sentimental. I was already in my twenties when I laid on your father's bed. You

A naughty kid is only a few years old, and it is inevitable to make mistakes if he is not sensible. The most important thing is to know when he has gone astray."

Ye Hehuan curled up the corner of his mouth and muttered in a low voice: "They are not all the same in essence. This is clearly a double standard."

"Why do I have double standards?" Qin Shousheng snorted, holding flip-flops between her toes and swaying arrogantly: "If you don't like it, you let her hit me~"

Ye Hehuan was downstairs just now, but he didn't look carefully, and now he noticed that Qin Shousheng was wearing a hotel bathrobe.

The hem of his bathrobe revealed a pair of sexy floral shorts and a pair of flip-flops on his feet. This guy ran to the gate of the military compound to ask the sentry...

"Can you get dressed before going downstairs next time?" Ye Hehuan couldn't help but suggest.

Qin Shousheng pretended to glare at her angrily and tugged on his bathrobe: "I just love this combination. What's wrong? You're just jealous!"

"You are so beautiful!"

Ye Hehuan rolled his eyes at him and stood up, causing Qin Shousheng to also stand up: "Where are you going again?"

"bathroom!"

——

After closing the bathroom door, the playful expression on Ye Hehuan's face had faded.

When she was dragged upstairs by Qin Shousheng, she really felt that she should let go of something, something that didn't belong to her and that she shouldn't think about.

The man did not appear in front of her as promised.

No matter what the reason was, she seemed to be unable to let herself continue like this. Qin Shousheng was right, the important thing was to know how to return from the lost way.

Rather than being stubborn.

Maybe she was really just infatuated with that person's mature temperament, and he rejected her, so she mistook stubbornness for love.

Ye Hehuan suddenly remembered the book he saw in the study room of the apartment yesterday - "Lolita".

She read it while in Vancouver.

At the beginning of the story, Lolita's intentional or unintentional temptation will make people mistakenly think that she is in love with her stepfather, who is much older than herself. However, when the two really get together, Lolita begins to dislike this kind of life, until she later follows her stepfather.

They eloped, and she already understood that her love for Humbert was not out of love from the beginning to the end.

Looking up at herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but ask herself: Ye Hehuan, are you sure you really like that person?

Or is it just a whim like Lolita?

At this moment, Ye Hehuan began to doubt her feelings. If she could forget Yan Yu so quickly, how could she be sure that she would like Yu Zhongxiao forever?

Maybe he was right not to show up tonight.

She had no way of predicting what he would say or do if he came, but she was already feeling a little uneasy when she received the call.

Now that he has not come, she should feel lucky, because there is still a chance to regret everything.

Ye Hehuan took out his mobile phone again and felt extremely dazzled when he saw the same number in the call history, as if he had some kind of escape mentality. He kept pressing the delete key with his fingers until the number disappeared from the screen.

She thought it was not enough, so she opened the back cover and took out the battery of her mobile phone. Then she walked to the toilet and stood for a long time, then suddenly threw the mobile phone down.

The phone sank into the water with a splash.

Pressing the button to pump water, the moment the sound of rushing water sounded, she suddenly squatted down quickly——



Qin Shousheng was turning on the computer and preparing to video chat with the "osmanthus" at home to connect the relationship between father and son, when he suddenly heard a loud noise in the bathroom.

He rushed in immediately and saw Ye Hehuan holding a wet mobile phone in his hand.

"Why is there water?"

"I accidentally fell into the toilet." Ye Hehuan hurriedly wiped the phone with a towel, but after installing the battery, it could no longer be turned on. She looked to Qin Shousheng for help.

"What do you think I do? Does my face look like a skilled worker?"

"..."

Ye Hehuan reopened the lid and kept using toilet paper to absorb the water from the phone. Qin Shousheng yelled: "You have used up the paper, what should I use to poop in the morning?!"

Ye Hehuan ignored him and concentrated on wiping his phone.

Her expression was serious and a bit anxious, her long eyelashes trembled from time to time, and she was staring at the phone for a moment.

After a while, her body was suddenly pushed away. Turning around, Qin Shousheng was pressing the plug of the hair dryer on the socket, looking at her with disdain: "Isn't it just a broken mobile phone? What are you messing around with in the middle of the night? Why don't you let people sleep?

!”

"Then I'll get a room." Ye Hehuan picked up the phone and started to leave.

Qin Shousheng immediately pulled her back, grabbed the phone angrily, and turned on the hair dryer. After fiddling with it for a long time, he still couldn't turn it on.

"If this kind of mobile phone breaks down, just throw it away and buy a new one. Are you worried?" Qin Shousheng looked at her holding the mobile phone like a treasure, unable to understand the woman's thoughts.

Then he went to get her mobile phone: "Go to bed and throw this phone away. I will take you to buy a limited edition one tomorrow."

Ye Hehuan refused, swatted his hand away, then took his cell phone and went out.

——

First People's Hospital, Scald Department.

The blisters on Jiang Hui's left arm were popped one by one by the doctor. No matter how much she could bear the pain, she couldn't help but frown. In fact, it didn't hurt to pick the blisters. The main reason was that she looked at her miserable arm and felt that she couldn't overcome it.

That hurdle. Moreover, the doctor also said that there is no 100% guarantee that there will be no scars.

"Be especially careful not to get wet these days," the doctor explained carefully.

Jiang Hui nodded, and when the nurse gave her the medicine, she turned to look at the door, but did not see Yu Zhongxiao.

The nurse sighed while wrapping gauze on her arm: "Why is it so burned?"

Jiang Hui twitched the corner of her mouth and smiled bitterly in her heart. She was so unlucky that she could get involved in other people's family affairs just by going to Yufulou for a meal with her friends. It seemed that Han Jingqiu hated herself so much. Otherwise, how could she have just messed up her family affairs?

The grilled fish served on the table was sprinkled on her?

"Are you looking for your husband?" the nurse suddenly asked.

Jiang Hui shook her head and denied: "He is not my husband, he is just a good friend."

"That's it. I'm sorry. By the way, when I came here just now, I saw him making a phone call on the landline at the nurse's station."

Jiang Hui nodded. When they were in Yufu Tower, Han Jingqiu snatched Yu Zhongxiao's cell phone away and smashed it from the sixth floor to pieces.

There were footsteps outside the door. Jiang Hui looked up and saw the person smiling: "Have you finished the phone call?"

"Hmm." Yu Zhongxiao hummed in a low voice, somewhat vaguely, and turned to the doctor to ask about Jiang Hui's burn condition.

After the doctor and nurse left, Yu Zhongxiao stood at the window and asked Jiang Hui: "How do you feel? Do you need me to notify your mother-in-law's house?"

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome. It's not a big problem."

After saying that, she looked at Yu Zhongxiao: "But you... are your uncle and aunt okay? I saw that my uncle looked very bad just now. You suddenly said that you wanted to divorce Han Jingqiu. They were not mentally prepared at all, even their most enlightened parents.

It’s hard to accept it even for a while.”

Yu Zhongxiao lit a cigarette, leaned against the window and took a puff, turning his head to look at the dark night outside in the hazy smoke.

Jiang Hui looked at his thoughtful look, thinking about the farce in the box, and couldn't help but persuade him: "I don't know what the problem is between you and your husband, but most of the time, conflicts arise.

It is not the fault of one party, and many problems are not actually problems after calming down."

When it comes to friends’ marriage issues, most people try to persuade them to reconcile but not to divorce.

"I don't think Jingqiu has any thoughts of divorce. If you are in this situation because of me, I can explain to Jingqiu that we have always been ordinary friends. You will let me live in the house in Binjiang Garden, too.

Because I just came to city B to work and couldn’t find a place to live close to the company.”

"I'm already looking for a house. If there is a suitable one, I will buy one. Then I will bring my mother-in-law to live with me," Jiang Hui said.

Hearing this, Yu Zhongxiao looked away from the window and flicked the ashes of his cigarette: "You continue to live in the house. It is empty anyway. When will you pick up Auntie and tell me when you will come over and set a date. If I haven't gone to Xizang yet, when will I arrive?"

I’ll drive you there in time.”

"Zhong Xiao, Jianqiang has been gone for so many years, and you have done enough for our family."

Jiang Hui looked at him and said quietly: "Mom and I both know that Jianqiang's death has nothing to do with you. He is your observer, so he should protect you. Besides, you are still comrades in arms. I think the situation at that time would have been different.

If you do it, you will do it too."

"It's getting late, you should go to bed early."

Yu Zhongxiao stood up straight, and the cigarette butt that was almost burning was popped out of the window. He looked at Jiang Hui who was about to speak: "The divorce has nothing to do with you. You don't have to think too much. I will come see you tomorrow."

When he walked to the door, Jiang Hui suddenly spoke again: "Zhong Xiao, do you like-"

Yu Zhongxiao reached out and grasped the doorknob.

Jiang Hui didn't say any more. She leaned on her head and looked at the man next to the door. She knew he understood what she meant. However, he didn't give her an answer until he went out. Jiang Hui turned her head and looked at the bright sun outside the window.

Crescent Moon couldn't help but sigh: "The little girl now is really getting more and more powerful..."

——

When I walked out of the hospital, two car lights came towards me from a distance.

Yu Zhongxiao looked at the car parked not far away. After a few honks, the driver's door opened. Yu Shaoting had gotten out and held the door with one hand: "Dad asked me to take you back."

Yu Zhongxiao walked towards him: "Give me your mobile phone."

After giving Yu Zhongxiao an appraising look, Yu Shaoting took out his cell phone from his trousers pocket and threw it over, saying by the way: "Do you know how to use this cell phone?"


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