The Most Beautiful Years Met You [137] It turns out that this ta is not her
Coming out of the community, Ye Hehuan saw the familiar off-road vehicle on the roadside, and his original chaotic mood dissipated, replaced by a touch of sweetness.
After getting in the car, she looked at the time and deliberately whispered: "Twenty...four minutes, are you impatient?"
"Two cigarettes are not too long." Yu Zhongxiao was in a good mood and asked her to fasten her seat belt. He turned the steering wheel lightly with his backhand and asked her: "Where do you want to go today?"
Ye Hehuan stared at his side face. She recalled the scene when the two first met. At that time, she always felt that he was reticent and distant no matter what he said or did to anyone. Even when he communicated with Han Jingqiu, there was no bond of love.
, it was plain, but it seemed that Han Jingqiu was getting hot there.
Suddenly she understood Han Jingqiu's cheating at that time.
She is young, but she also has a woman's intuition. She can feel the difference between Yu Zhongxiao and her. Even if she doesn't love him, she still likes him, right?
While the car was waiting at the red light, Ye Hehuan remembered that the shirt she bought for Yu Zhongxiao had not been given to him yet. She said: "Well... let's go back to Binjiang Garden. I'm a little tired these days and want to sleep again.
"
Yu Zhongxiao noticed the faint green halo under her eyes, and when he restarted the car, he held her left hand on her lap.
His hands were big, the joints were hard, dry, and hotter than hers.
Ye Hehuan did not break free.
Just like that, we held it all the way.
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The apartment in Binjiang Court was still the same as when they left it in the morning. It was a bit messy, but it also had life and was no longer so lifeless.
Opening the door and entering the house, Ye Hehuan said "Wait for me" and ran into the master bedroom.
Yu Zhongxiao had just put the car keys on the tea table. When he looked up, he saw her coming mysteriously with her schoolbag in her arms. He couldn't help but smile: "What are you doing with your schoolbag?"
Ye Hehuan sat on the sofa, patted his side again, and said to him: "I have something for you."
She looked at him, her bright cat eyes full of expectation and joy, as if she was the one who was about to receive the gift.
Yu Zhongxiao followed Shan Ruliu and sat down on the sofa: "What is it?"
Ye Hehuan lowered his head, opened the zipper of his schoolbag, and took out the shirt: "I saw it when I was shopping with Fan Tiantian the other day. I think it should be suitable for you."
When she said this, she seemed a little embarrassed and used to scratch the base of her ears.
"Just try it on. If the size doesn't fit, you can change it -"
Yu Zhongxiao took the shirt. The quality was very good and the fabric was suitable for spring and autumn. He looked at her with interest: "Did you pick it?"
"Well, don't you like it?"
Yu Zhongxiao didn't answer, but tried on the shirt directly in the living room.
Ye Hehuan looked at his back. Every man has his own color. She felt that cool colors were the most suitable for Yu Zhongxiao. Although they looked tough, if you taste them carefully, you will taste a unique masculine flavor.
She stood up, hugged Yu Zhongxiao's waist from the side, and couldn't help but sigh: "She is still so beautiful and delicious."
"Is this what beautiful food is used for?"
"Don't like this idiom? Then change it to another one, graceful and graceful? Or the beauty of the country?"
Yu Zhongxiao chuckled, pulled down Ye Hehuan's arm, and turned around: "Didn't you say you were tired? Why don't you go to bed?"
"Having said it halfway, you chase me again——" Ye Hehuan pressed on again: "You haven't told me whether you like it or not?"
"Um."
"What does um mean?"
"Quite good looking."
"Then do you like it or not?"
Yu Zhongxiao had already taken off his shirt. Seeing that she kept asking questions, he stretched out his hand to pull her over: "Do you like to get to the bottom of things so much?"
"Don't you still like doggy style?"
"..."
In the end, Ye Hehuan won the argument, and he happily ran off to sleep.
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I lay on my bed and tossed and turned again, unable to fall asleep.
With bare feet*, he tiptoed to the door and saw Yu Zhongxiao cleaning up the snacks and garbage thrown by Lu Jinyan in the living room. Yu Zhongxiao noticed her gaze and turned around, seeing her lying by the door and saying, "Go to sleep.
, I’ll call you when I’m ready to eat.”
Ye Hehuan rubbed their feet against each other: "What about you? What are you doing while I sleep?"
She actually wanted to ask, would you be bored if you were alone?
Yu Zhongxiao seemed to see her concerns, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "Then you will clean and I will go to bed?"
As soon as she finished speaking, there was no one at the bedroom door, and then her delicate voice came from the room: "My mouth is dry, please give me a glass of water~"
There is only overnight water in the kitchen.
Yu Zhongxiao filled the electric kettle half full. Five minutes later, the water boiled. He took a cup and went to the second bedroom. When he entered, he saw Ye Hehuan nestled on the bed.
She has fallen asleep.
Lie on your side with the air conditioner quilt between your legs.
Yu Zhongxiao placed the water glass on the bedside table very gently, then stood by the bedside and looked at the sleeping face bathed in the sun.
He didn't know how long he looked like this, then turned around and closed the thick curtains.
Ye Hehuan woke up from hunger.
The room was pitch dark, and she didn't know what time it was. When she wanted to get up, she found someone lying next to her.
Yu Zhongxiao hugged her from behind, and Ye Hehuan could feel his gentle rising and falling breathing. Regardless of whether he was pretending to sleep this time, she didn't want to wake him up and closed her eyes again.
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It was around three o'clock in the afternoon when I woke up again.
Yu Zhongxiao woke up earlier than her. While Ye Hehuan was washing her face in the bathroom, he had already prepared the food.
After dinner, the sun had almost set.
Ye Hehuan was about to lie down on the bed and play with her mobile phone again, but Yu Zhongxiao forced her to go downstairs for a walk.
"Only the elderly take a walk after dinner." Ye Hehuan said angrily.
Yu Zhongxiao held her hand. When he heard these words, his hand tightened and he pressed the elevator button with the other hand: "Then just think of it as accompanying the elderly to relieve their boredom."
Ye Hehuan grinned when he heard his self-deprecation, which was neither salty nor bland, and subconsciously wrapped his arm around him when he walked out of the elevator.
Binjiang Garden is close to the river in City B, and next to it is a cross-river bridge.
Along the way, there were many couples by the bridge, and a newlywed couple was taking wedding photos. The photographer asked the couple to pose, while the assistant was waiting beside him with a reflector.
Ye Hehuan stopped and stood on the edge watching them take pictures. What she was thinking about was what would happen if she and Yu Zhongxiao came to take pictures?
Compared to a black dress, Yu Zhongxiao is more suitable for a straight military uniform.
When I returned to the apartment, the sky became gloomy and dark.
Ye Hehuan's phone vibrated and a text message came in. She unlocked it and opened it. It was from Ye Zhimin telling her that she had received someone at home.
Sitting on the sofa with his legs bent, Ye Hehuan was a little absent-minded.
Is Han Minjing really sober?
From Ye Zhimin's words, Ye Hehuan guessed that Han Minjing was still unwilling to divorce, otherwise the Han family should be asked to pick her up.
What can she do when she comes back to the Ye family?
Back then, Han Minjing was forbearing and could still deceive herself and others, because she was a serious Mrs. Ye, and Yin Lian was a shameless mistress. But now, time always makes people forget some things. Han Minjing has faded out of this circle for more than ten years, and now
How can it compare to Yin Lian’s hard work over the years?
…
Yu Zhongxiao answered the phone on the balcony. It was Zhang Ji who called. There was something wrong with the plan for the military exercise at the end of the month, and he was asked to rush back to the army immediately.
Putting down the phone, Yu Zhongxiao planned to send Ye Hehuan back to school first.
"I'll go back to the compound to stay tonight."
After coming out of the apartment building, Ye Hehuan said: "You can go back to the army directly. I can take the bus back."
Yu Zhongxiao didn't listen to her and insisted on sending her to the gate of the compound.
After watching the SUV disappear at the intersection, Ye Hehuan turned around and entered the compound with his schoolbag on his back.
While walking on the road, she took out her mobile phone and wanted to call home. She hesitated again and again, but finally did nothing and hid the mobile phone back.
The closer she got to Ye's yard, the slower she walked.
Ye Hehuan thought to herself, what kind of reaction would she make if she saw Han Minjing later?
Do you rush over and call mom with tears in your eyes?
It seems that it can't be done...
She looked down at her hands. There was a faint scar on the palm of one hand. The doctor said that it would never be removed in this life.
Rounding the corner, Ye Hehuan paused. She looked at the thin figure with a shawl at the door of Ye's courtyard, and tightened her fingers on the schoolbag strap on her shoulder.
Han Minjing's shadow was elongated by the street lights and hit the courtyard wall diagonally. Her hair reached her shoulders. Although she was still elegant and comfortable, so many years of nursing home life still left traces of time on her body.
She stood there as if waiting for someone.
Han Minjing suddenly looked over here. The moment her eyes met Ye Hehuan's, she was slightly startled, but then she looked away again.
Ye Hehuan knew from that unfamiliar look that Han Minjing did not recognize her.
A middle-aged woman came out of the yard and asked Han Minjing to go back to the house and wait.
"Sister-in-law Yun, do you think she really doesn't want to see me?" Han Minjing seemed to be asking someone else or talking to herself, with the disappointment on her face unable to be concealed.
Ye Hehuan bit her lip and tasted a faint salty smell, but she still walked over.
When she was about to reach the door, she heard Han Minjing turn around and say to Mrs. Yun calmly: "Please take out the phone for me and I'll call him personally. If Ye Zanwen doesn't want that old face anymore, there's nothing I can't do."
."
Ye Hehuan looked at Han Minjing's back and suddenly realized at this moment.
It turns out that this person is not her, but him.
