The Most Beautiful Years Met You [217] She suppressed the shyness in her heart
After coming out of the cinema, Lu Hanyan had fallen asleep on Yu Zhongxiao's shoulder.
Ye Hehuan sent his little cousin home, but Yu Zhongxiao didn't go in and parked the car at the gate of the community to wait for her.
In the Lu family, Ye Zhimin went out to play cards with friends and hasn't come back yet.
Lu Hanyan hugged Ye Hehuan's neck, closed her eyes, and slept peacefully. The housekeeping aunt wanted to take over, but Ye Hehuan was afraid of waking up the child, so she shook her head and took Lu Hanyan back to the room herself.
Putting the child gently on the bed, Ye Hehuan helped her take off her shoes and socks, and touched Lu Hanyan's cheek to make sure she was not awake before getting up and going downstairs.
Ye Hehuan didn't stay long and left the precept after informing his aunt.
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Ye Hehuan got into the car and just closed the door when he heard Yu Zhongxiao next to him ask: "Is the child awake yet?"
In his words, he showed his love for Yan Yan.
"Sleeping like a little pig." Ye Hehuan held the seat belt with his hand, suddenly turned around, and looked at him with concern: "I'd better drive, and you can squint for a while."
Yu Zhongxiao smiled, started the car, and turned the steering wheel gently: "I won't be so tired that I can't even drive this stretch of road."
Ye Hehuan could feel that Yu Zhongxiao was in a good mood today.
Perhaps he didn't even notice it, but he laughed many times today, and he laughed from the bottom of his heart.
For dinner, they did not choose any restaurant outside.
There is a vegetable market near Qinghe Garden.
Yu Zhongxiao parked the car in the parking space of the community, and then walked with Ye Hehuan to buy groceries.
Around five o'clock in the evening, it is the busiest time in the vegetable market, with a lot of people coming and going in the aisles.
In recent years, Ye Hehuan rarely cooks by himself, and occasionally goes to the supermarket to buy food.
Compared with the clean vegetable and fish section of the supermarket, the air in the wet market is filled with an unpleasant fishy smell. There are discarded rotten vegetable roots or plastic bags everywhere. It is so dirty that if you are not careful, you may step on it.
In a small puddle.
Ye Hehuan wanted to eat crayfish, but she didn't dare to catch those fish and shrimps. In the past, as long as she touched them even slightly, a layer of tiny particles would appear all over her body.
While she was wavering, Yu Zhongxiao had already squatted down in front of the seafood stall.
The lobster, which was waving its claws, came into his big hands and immediately calmed down.
Ye Hehuan's eyes were fixed on Yu Zhongxiao's back.
Seeing him skillfully selecting lobsters from the bucket, and hearing Yu Zhongxiao raising his head to ask the boss about the price, her original tangled emotions were gradually replaced by sweetness.
Ye Hehuan took the weighed lobster bag from the boss, and Yu Zhongxiao had already wiped his hands clean with a paper towel.
After walking a few steps, she suddenly let out a soft cry. Yu Zhongxiao stopped and asked her what happened.
Ye Hehuan was unhappy: "You can't eat it directly when you buy it. You have to cut off the head and tail and pull out the whole intestine of the lobster. It's very troublesome."...It's also very dirty.
She cooks her own meals, mostly vegetarian dishes, so her hands won't smell bad.
Ye Hehuan didn't want to have to wait for a long time to finish a meal, so he said as he walked back: "I'll discuss it with the boss and see if I can return it."
But Yu Zhongxiao stretched out his hand to hold her elbow, and said in a low magnetic voice: "Have you ever seen someone who buys groceries with a refund for no reason?"
"What should we do?"
Ye Hehuan looked up at him with serious eyes, "Are you going to deal with this?"
As he spoke, he deliberately shook the heavy bag of lobster.
Seeing her competing, Yu Zhongxiao felt helpless and funny in his heart. He chuckled and said lightly: "Well, I'll handle it."
Ye Hehuan raised his eyebrows and said with a sly tone: "You said it yourself, I didn't force you, don't go back on it!"
Yu Zhongxiao pursed his lips and wrapped his broad, dry palms around her soft fingers: "Let's go."
Next, they bought meat, half a salted duck, eggs, and some seasonal vegetables.
Standing in front of the vegetable stall, Ye Hehuan picked up a tomato, squeezed it, put it down again, and chose an eggplant to see if it was good.
The aunt buying vegetables opened the bag in her hand and said: "My vegetables were just picked from the field in the afternoon. They are guaranteed to be fresh and no pesticides are used."
In fact, Ye Hehuan didn't know how to choose vegetables. She took a root and turned around to ask someone who knew.
Yu Zhongxiao was standing aside smoking.
Sensing Ye Hehuan's gaze, he walked over and flipped through the stall with his fingers holding a cigarette.
The aunt was still bragging about how good her food was. Seeing that the man in front of the stall seemed to know how to choose, she began to praise Ye Hehuan for having a good husband.
Yu Zhongxiao paused slightly while holding the eggplant.
Ye He laughed so hard that he bought an extra piece of winter melon and a pound of peas because of his aunt's words of "husband".
When they finally left the vegetable market, their hands were already full of various small bags.
Yu Zhongxiao took away most of the bags in Ye Hehuan's hands. Ye Hehuan was afraid that it would be too heavy for him to carry and wanted to grab some back. Yu Zhongxiao didn't let him go. He carried all the bags in his left hand and held the hand she extended with his right hand.
, 'training' her in a low voice: "Watch the road carefully and don't hit anyone."
"Oh..." Ye Hehuan was led by him, his lips raised, and he followed his steps step by step.
Now, it is the rush hour for get off work.
Ye Hehuan bought a bunch of candied dates and candied haws at a roadside shop.
She ate two pills with relish, then raised her arms and hooked Yu Zhongxiao's neck to pull him down.
head, holding one in his mouth and trying to feed it to him in a mischievous manner.
Yu Zhongxiao did not show too much resistance and allowed the soft lips to press against his thin lips.
Before passersby looked over, Yu Zhongxiao patted her buttocks: "Okay..."
There was a hint of helplessness in his tone.
"Is it delicious?" Ye Hehuan asked, with a smile in his eyes.
"Um."
"Don't you like sweets?"
At dusk, the afterglow of the setting sun fell on Yu Zhongxiao's shoulders, and the smoky gray shirt glowed with a faint golden light: "It's not impossible to eat a little occasionally."
Ye Hehuan groaned, deliberately prolonging the ending. She took Yu Zhongxiao's arm again, bit her lower lip, thinking of a certain title in her mind, and felt faintly embarrassed. When she was about to reach the gate of the community, she acted like a risk-taker.
He said, "Hey, I still don't know what to call you."
Yu Zhongxiao lowered his head and looked at her awkward expression with a smile: "Then what do you want to call me?"
"How do I know..." Ye Hehuan grabbed the man's shirt sleeves, curling his fingers because of discomfort.
"It's also nice to call someone by name."
Ye Hehuan remained silent, obviously this answer was not what she wanted.
After a while, she called tentatively: "Husband."
"..."
Ye Hehuan thought Yu Zhongxiao didn't hear it, so he suppressed the shyness in his heart, made up his mind, and shouted softly: "Husband!"
Yu Zhongxiao didn't say anything, but he tightened his grip on her hand and tightened it firmly.
Such a silent response, warm and sure.
With their fingers clasped together, Ye Hehuan felt a sense of being cherished in his heart.
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Yu Zhongxiao cooked dinner.
Ye Hehuan sat cross-legged on the sofa and watched TV. From time to time he stretched his neck to look into the kitchen. Occasionally he ran over to supervise the work, and he never forgot to give a few instructions like a chef.
"Hey, hey, don't cut the puzi so finely, it will smell like seasoning when it's cooked."
Yu Zhongxiao pulled the person who spoke eloquently to him. Ye Hehuan was unexpectedly pulled like this, and her waist hit the sink. It hurt. Yu Zhongxiao looked at her frightened look, and was inexplicably moved. He lowered his head and kissed her.
While holding her slender waist, she opened her mouth slightly and sucked her lips.
The wet kiss, like flying sand and stones, came too suddenly. Ye Hehuan's body trembled slightly and his palms clenched involuntarily.
That feeling is like being in the clouds.
The warm adhesion between the lips made Ye Hehuan unable to help but respond.
Not long after, Yu Zhongxiao let her go, stared at her with his dark eyes, and said, "It's too hot here, go out. There is one last dish. I'll take it out when it's ready."
Ye Hehuan didn't even remember how he got out, and his brains were dizzy.
She raised her hand and touched her lips.
There is still residual warmth on it.
Is this a beauty trap?
Ye Hehuan bit his lip lightly, and when he sat back on the sofa, he compared Yu Zhongxiao's facial features with the legendary 'beautiful man' in his mind. There were no feminine facial lines, no unusually clear eyebrows, and no evil charm.
Smile... But why do I choose to do what he does?
She suddenly thought of a sentence, asking what love is in the world, one thing comes down to another.
Perhaps, this is really the truth...
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After dinner, the two of them went for a walk downstairs. This lifestyle resembled that of an old couple who had been married for many years.
After taking a shower and going to bed, Ye Hehuan lay on Yu Zhongxiao's chest and fell asleep.
As she slept, her hands began to restless, like playing a piano, tapping her fingers back and forth on the man's strong and tight abdominal muscles.
Yu Zhongxiao didn't stop her.
Ye Hehuan put her hands into the vest and touched his chest muscles, then slowly moved back and touched his back. Smelling the healthy manly odor on his body, she couldn't help but lower her head and peck his collarbone.
Yu Zhongxiao was a little distracted by her kiss. He grabbed her stroking little hand, tilted his head and kissed her forehead, and said, "Do you have any plans for tomorrow?"
Ye Hehuan said no, raised his head and asked him: "What's the matter?"
"..." Yu Zhongxiao hugged her arms tightly, "Then let's go to the mountain together tomorrow to burn incense sticks for your mother."
That day at the entrance of Fengcheng Hospital, Yu Zhongxiao said that he would accompany her to visit the grave. Ye Hehuan was not at ease because he did not expect that he would take action so soon.
"Actually, I went there the day before the death anniversary."
"Then let's go again."
After saying that, Yu Zhongxiao paused and then said: "Otherwise, you will always keep it in your heart."
That early morning, the phone number that Ye Hehuan accidentally pressed was connected. At that time, Yu Zhongxiao didn't ask any more questions. She thought that she was not talking nonsense. But now that she heard what he said, Ye Hehuan changed her mind. I'm afraid that she was not only talking nonsense.
, and Yu Zhongxiao listened to it a lot.
This should also be the reason why he came to City B on the weekend.
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Early the next morning, they set out for the cemetery.
The cool wind blew in from the half-lowered car window, and Ye Hehuan's hair was messed up. The green shadows on both sides of the road quickly retreated from her sight. She couldn't tell what she was feeling. She was very calm, but mixed with a little...
She has mixed feelings because she has not forgotten what Han Minjing thought of Yu Zhongxiao when she was alive.
Passing by a flower shop, Ye Hehuan went and bought a bouquet of white jasmine.
"This was her favorite flower before. I don't know if it has changed since then."
Yu Zhongxiao drove the car, reached over with one hand, and grasped her hands on the bouquet.
Han Minjing's tombstone is still very clean.
Ye Hehuan placed the bouquet in the same place as last time. She stood in front of the monument and looked at Han Minjing's photo.
Mom, now he comes to see you... I used to be so afraid that you would embarrass him in front of him, but now I no longer have such worries. Maybe I think it is unfilial, but I really don't want to look at him because I am being treated unnecessarily.
Humiliation and harsh punishment.
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Yu Zhongxiao squatted beside the tombstone. He lit a few incense sticks. He raised his head and looked at Han Minjing in the photo calmly. After a moment of silence, he placed the incense sticks on the ground.
Ye Hehuan looked at Yu Zhongxiao's broad back, and a sudden sourness surged in his heart.
Because of this relationship, perhaps he is destined to bear some guilt.
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Yu Zhongxiao took the high-speed train back to Fengcheng in the evening. After returning from the cemetery, the two of them had dinner in Qinghe Garden and then took a nap.
Because of reluctance, Ye Hehuan became a little quiet.
Yu Zhongxiao's body temperature was high, and Ye Hehuan felt like hugging a stove when holding him. Thinking of him leaving later, she couldn't sleep. She tossed and turned, and her thin straight legs accidentally touched Yu Zhongxiao's place. Seeing him
With eyes closed and breathing lightly, Ye Hehuan wickedly bent one knee and rubbed between his legs.
"Sleep well." Yu Zhongxiao closed his eyes and couldn't rest anymore, so he grabbed her bad leg.
The roughness of the man's palms contrasts sharply with the delicate and young skin of the girl's thighs.
"I didn't let you sleep." As she spoke, Ye Hehuan had already lifted the thin blanket, spread her legs and sat on Yu Zhongxiao's body. She could clearly feel the strength of Yu Zhongxiao's thing underneath her. She moved slightly and pulled up the hood.
The T-shirt was taken off straight away, and she bent down to put it on her exquisite body line: "Before leaving, why don't you pay the public food?"
