After listening to my aunt's words, I couldn't tell whether it was a plea or a warning.
Han Jiangxue's thoughts were complicated and even confusing.
Especially the aunt's last words, "Please don't hurt him," made Han Jiangxue feel even more offended.
Even if I want to hurt him, I still have to be able to do so!
Auntie, do you know how arrogant this bastard is?
Faced with the sincere and sincere tone of his aunt, Mr. Han planned to show weakness, but Zhang Ruoyu's voice came from behind him.
"What are you talking about?"
Han Jiangxue's heart trembled. Is this bastard a ghost? He walks silently?
"What else can we talk about?" Mr. Han raised his eyebrows. I don't know if it was due to some mistake or because he was panicking, but he curled his lips and said, "My aunt asked us when we plan to have a baby."
Zhang Ruoyu, who had just climbed the stairs, almost lost his footing and rolled down.
Lin Qingxi's face was gentle and noncommittal.
He took the bag from Zhang Ruoyu and said with a smile: "I'm tired today, go to bed early."
After saying good night to the couple, they walked back to the room.
Han Jiangxue also returned to her room with worries, but the conversation just now was the least lethal one between her and her aunt.
Han Jiangxue even felt that her aunt was deliberately lowering her posture and pleading with herself.
This feeling made her very awkward.
It seems that she is a bully, a rich and wealthy daughter who does all kinds of evil, bullying Brother Zhang every day, not giving him food, and forcing him to work like a cow.
How can I be that bad...
"Bapo!"
As soon as the door closed, Zhang Ruoyu became angry and said: "I'm warning you, don't talk to my aunt about those messy things in the future!"
Based on Zhang Ruoyu's understanding of her aunt, it is impossible for her to ask such a short-lived eighth-mother's quotations!
This bitch must be fanning the flames and adding fuel to the fire!
Even after being scolded, Mr. Han didn't get angry and retorted: "Women talk privately. Why do you, a stinky man, ask questions? You really put salt in your crotch!"
"Huh? What do you mean?" Zhang Ruoyu raised his eyebrows. This woman is getting more and more vulgar and obscene!
When we first met, I thought she was a cold goddess!
They are all liars!
"It's so salty that it hurts." Han Jiangxue walked into the bathroom haughtily, took a shower and went to sleep.
He didn't pay any attention to Zhang Ruoyu who was jumping around in the living room and cursing his mother.
A night of silence.
Before dawn, Han Jiangxue, who had a sore back and waist, climbed out of bed secretly. She didn't put on makeup or ink for a long time to pick out beautiful clothes. She just put on some work clothes and ran away quietly.
She overheard yesterday that they were going to go hiking in the morning, boating in the park in the afternoon, and going for a crazy walk on the beach in the evening.
This is too tiring.
Mr. Han is afraid of dying on the mountain.
I was originally a "third party", just joining in the fun as a light bulb, so I went crazy to accompany you to climb the mountain!
Wouldn't it be nice to go to the company to read the contract, drink coffee, and cheer up Mengmeng when you're in a bad mood?
In the next few days, Han Jiangxue basically did not participate in their world. Firstly, she couldn't afford to bother, and secondly, she didn't care when she was out of sight.
When he heard someone complimenting them on their talent, beauty, and husband-like appearance, Mr. Han couldn't guarantee that he would do something immoral.
But every night when she went to bed, she would chase Brother Zhang and ask about gossip and find out what they had done, fearing that they would commit a foul.
"Can you stop being such a bitch?" Zhang Ruoyu turned over and said in a low mood. "My aunt will return to Beijing tomorrow night."
In the past few days, he and his aunt traveled around Binhai City and went to all the places they had been to together.
It can be regarded as revisiting the old place, and it can also be regarded as searching for the lost youth.
He was very happy, and his aunt seemed to like it very much, as if he was suddenly back ten years ago, back to the beginning.
"So fast? Why don't you play for a few more days?"
Han Jiangxue had a look of surprise on her face and looked a little regretful.
But in my heart, there was a sense of luck and relief.
It's time to leave.
In the past few days, she couldn't see this bastard except when sleeping.
Moreover, I would go home after playing half-dead every day, and I didn’t have the energy to talk back to myself. Sometimes I wouldn’t even be able to say a few words before falling asleep.
There wasn't even any spiritual communication.
This is simply worse than being a widow!
"My aunt said she won't disturb us anymore, and she still has work to do when she returns to Beijing." Zhang Ruoyu muttered.
"That's right. At this age, my aunt is on the rise in her career. How can I play with you every day?" Mr. Han said professionally.
"Go to sleep." Zhang Ruoyu closed his eyes, his thoughts a little confused.
However, Han Jiangxue tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so she asked, "Do you need me to have a meal with my aunt tomorrow to send her off?"
"No need." Zhang Ruoyu pouted. "With your physical strength, can you keep up with our pace?"
Recently, Mr. Han has been very tired from working on projects in Xingfuli. He pushed for buildings, re-formulated plans, communicated with various departments and held meetings, and often worked until midnight even when he returned home.
Zhang Ruoyu didn't want to trouble her anymore.
"Oh." Han Jiangxue curled her lips and said. "I prepared a gift for my aunt, and put it in the cabinet where you usually hide things. You can help me give it to my aunt tomorrow."
"knew."
Zhang Ruoyu agreed absentmindedly without saying much.
When I got up the next day, Han Jiangxue was gone again.
Zhang Ruoyu knew that this girl got up and went to work before six o'clock, and she was just trying her best to save herself.
After tidying up, I accompanied my aunt to have breakfast at a nearby breakfast stall, and then went home to pack her luggage for her.
This was the first time his aunt came to her home after she returned to Binhai.
Exactly the same as ten years ago.
On the yellowed wall, there is still a Slam Dunk poster he bought fifteen years ago.
The desk by the window is filled with review materials from when he was in high school.
The shoe rack when he entered the house was full of basketball shoes he had worn.
In the corner, there is a completely deflated basketball.
She didn't move anything, not even move her position.
It was like the day I left, and it's still the same today after I came back.
Seeing this scene, scenes from the past flashed through my mind like a slideshow.
Zhang Ruoyu's heart was filled with panic, and bursts of sadness spread in his heart, like a tide, ravaging his limbs and bones.
His eyes were dry and his throat was tight. He looked at Lin Qingxi who was packing her luggage and asked in a trembling voice: "Auntie, can you not leave?"
