Met You in the Most Beautiful Years【210】Even if I can't get married in the future
This piece of paper...
Ye Hehuan picked up the 'heart' from the coffee table. She stood there, her mind blank for a moment, just staring at the paper in her hand.
Of course she has not forgotten that she put this piece of paper under Yu Zhongxiao's dormitory bed six years ago when he wasn't paying attention.
Unexpectedly, he was still discovered.
When was the ring discovered?
Ye Hehuan thought about it for a while, but couldn't find a clear answer.
At that time, Yu Zhongxiao left city B in a hurry and did not mention the matter to her. So, would it be after he recovered from his injury?
She opened the folded paper.
Six years ago, the words she wrote came to mind - Do you love me?
Now, there is one more word on this piece of paper.
The black handwriting was exactly the same as that on the application report, and the sharp pen seemed to penetrate into the deepest part of the paper.
Ye Hehuan stared at the word 'love' and burst into tears.
A drop of tear fell on the paper with a splash, and the last stroke of the word "love" was blurred into a faint ink mark.
At this moment, she suddenly couldn't look directly at the word love.
——
Yu Zhongxiao came out of the bathroom and did not find Ye Hehuan in the living room. He put the towel for wiping his hair around his neck and walked over to open the door of the master bedroom.
Sure enough, there was a silhouette curled up on the bed.
I have never seen her look so peaceful before.
Yu Zhongxiao sat down on the edge of the bed, and Simmons' soft body sank into a piece. He asked in a low voice: "Are you asleep?"
The sound was quite soft, and if Ye Hehuan really fell asleep, it wouldn't be enough to wake her up.
The person on the bed turned around, buried her head in his lower abdomen, and held his waist tightly with her hands. Yu Zhongxiao looked at her sleepy look, and the man's big hand smoothed her messy hair with a gentle movement, "Is it somewhere?"
uncomfortable?"
As he said that, he tested her forehead with the back of his hand and found that the temperature was normal.
Ye Hehuan made a vague 'um' sound, changed her position in his arms, and rubbed his body with her head, showing a bit of careless dependence.
She squinted her eyes without opening them and muttered: "A little sleepy."
"Then go to sleep."
Yu Zhongxiao was about to reach out and turn off the bedside lamp.
Ye Hehuan tugged on his T-shirt, Yu Zhongxiao lowered his head and asked in a gentle voice: "Is there anything else?"
She muttered: "Don't spoil me rotten. What if I can't live without you in the future..."
Yu Zhongxiao teased in a low voice: "So you still want to leave me?"
Ye Hehuan suddenly sat up. Under the dim light, Yu Zhongxiao was wearing a black vest, with smooth shoulder muscles.
Inexplicably moved, she opened her arms and embraced him.
Although she looked thin in front of him, she still tried hard to hug him tightly, resting her chin on his shoulder, and called softly: "Yu Zhongxiao."
Yu Zhongxiao's big, knuckled hands pressed against her thin back: "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I just wanted to call you."
Yu Zhongxiao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and hugged her back harder. The faint lemon fragrance from Ye Hehuan filled his breath, as if a piece of dry land in his heart had been injected with gurgling water.
After a while, Ye Hehuan asked: "Aren't you curious about how I lived the past six years?"
"..."
"I have had many boyfriends over the years, do you really not mind at all?" Ye Hehuan asked again, and she suddenly wanted to know his answer.
During the four years in Fengcheng, she changed her dating partners as frequently as she changed her clothes. She had a shabby attitude, but no one took it to heart. She seemed to be giving up on herself, and she seemed to be telling others that she was indeed not the best person.
A good woman who deserves to be treated sincerely.
Yu Zhongxiao said nothing.
His chin rested on the top of her head, where her heart was, and her warm breath was silently expressing his trust.
Ye Hehuan's regretful voice came softly from his arms: "I have liked you for almost eight years, from the night I met you in Yunnan, maybe even earlier. But, the one who is really with you There were only two months, and the other two thousand days were all wasted..."
"Why are there so many emotions all of a sudden tonight?" Yu Zhongxiao's magnetic voice sounded above her head.
Ye Hehuan just hugged him tighter.
Thinking of the six years they had missed each other, Ye Hehuan felt sour in her heart. Now that he was by her side, all the joys, anger, sorrows and joys were gathered together, with mixed flavors, and she could not distinguish between sweet and bitter. Her eyes were filled with circles. She turned red again, and couldn't help but close her hands again, wanting to confirm again that this was not a dream.
Yu Zhongxiao let her hold him tightly. He was not a man who was good at words. It was impossible to say that he didn't care about Ye Hehuan's 'boyfriends' at all.
In fact, when he entered her body for the first time six years later, Yu Zhongxiao knew that Ye Hehuan had not developed to this point with other men.
All of her sex/experiences come from her own.
No matter how wild her words are, her body doesn't lie.
After a long time, Ye Hehuan seemed to have made up some kind of determination. She clasped Yu Zhongxiao's shoulder blades with her hands and said, "Even if we can't get married in the future, we don't want to separate anymore. Can you promise me?"
Yu Zhongxiao's answer to her was only one word: "Okay."
——
Ye Hehuan didn't know when she fell asleep. She lay on Yu Zhongxiao's body and talked a lot, except that she didn't mention anything about Yu Zhanming's visit to her.
She is no longer eighteen or nineteen years old, and she knows clearly what to say and what to keep secretly in her heart.
When Ye Hehuan woke up in the morning, she found that she was alone on the bed.
The bed sheets next to him were made as smooth as if they had never slept on them, but Yu Zhongxiao's scent still lingered on the pillow.
Ye Hehuan lay down for a while and didn't get up until half past seven.
After leaving the bedroom, she saw some plates placed on the table in the dining room. Ye Hehuan walked over and saw a table of quite sumptuous breakfast, including fried dough sticks, fried dumplings, and a plate of peeled and cut watermelon. , there is a box of toothpicks carefully placed beside it, and under the toothpick box, there is a small piece of paper.
Ye Hehuan smoothed his long, disheveled hair, pulled out the piece of paper, and saw Yu Zhongxiao's scrawled but still legible handwriting.
[I will go back to the army first/remember to have breakfast/there is porridge in the rice cooker/keep it warm]
Seeing the unpunctated words, Ye Hehuan curled up the corners of his lips sweetly.
——
Ye Hehuan had just finished breakfast when he received a call from Qin Shousheng.
When she rushed to the hospital, she heard Qin Shousheng's wailing, Qin's father's scolding, and Qin's mother and Ye Zhimin's dissuading voices coming from the ward.
When Qin Shousheng saw Ye Hehuan, his eyes shone, and he scurried behind Ye Hehuan, ducking to avoid the golf club that Qin's father had brought with him.
Qin's father has been looking for Qin Shousheng for a long time, but he can't catch this bastard no matter how hard he tries.
If it hadn't been for a friend he knew who came to the hospital for a physical examination and happened to see Qin Shousheng doing radio gymnastics in the hospital garden, he wouldn't have known that his son had gotten into a fight and ended up in the hospital. Later he found out that the person Qin Shousheng was fighting with was his 'boyfriend' , Father Qin’s old face turned red.
"You come here and hide behind Huanhuan, do you think I can't hit you?!" Qin's father shouted angrily.
Qin Shousheng stretched out half of his head and spoke back without fear of death: "If you hit me again, Old Qin, you will break me, and your Qin family will be extinct for several generations!"
When Qin's father heard this, he became furious.
Thinking that this boy liked men and that he might not be able to have a grandson in his life, he rushed over and wanted to beat Qin Shousheng to a pulp.
Qin's mother and Ye Zhimin hurriedly grabbed Qin's father who was furious.
Qin Shousheng shouted, "Old Qin is going to kill his son," while grabbing Ye Hehuan's clothes and running out of the ward as a cover.
Ye Hehuan had no choice but to follow him out.
After walking to a remote corner and making sure it was safe, Qin Shousheng let go of Ye Hehuan, patted his chest and lamented that it was not easy for him. Lao Qin said that he would rather break his legs and let him lie at home than go out again.
Disgrace the Qin family.
"I'm starving to death. Do you have any money with you?" Qin Shousheng covered her stomach and turned to ask Ye Hehuan.
Ye Hehuan gave him a fifty-dollar bill. Qin Shousheng grinned. Knowing that she had already eaten, he looked around and slipped downstairs to the restaurant to buy something.
After Qin Shousheng's wretched figure disappeared at the top of the stairs, Ye Hehuan walked back to see what was going on in the ward.
When she was almost at the door of the ward, Ye Zhimin appeared in her sight.
Ye Hehuan actually didn't expect that his sister-in-law would also come to Fengcheng together.
Ye Zhimin came out specifically to look for Ye Hehuan. Now that she was back, he looked behind her and asked, "Where's Asheng?"
"He went down to buy breakfast."
Ye Zhimin nodded, and her concerned eyes fell on Ye Hehuan. She didn't know why in the past two days, she always had a bad feeling in her heart, so she asked for leave to come to Fengcheng with Qin's father and the others.
Seeing Ye Hehuan in front of her, she felt a little relieved: "Are you staying in a hotel at night these two days?"
