The Queen of Romance: A Summer of Sweet Classics
Chapter 111 Han Jing is 23 years old
Chapter 111 Han Jing is 23 years old
(One)
Han Jing never thought that she would put on a wedding dress at the age of 23, let alone marry someone other than Mo Bei in Singapore outside of T city.Although she never dared to imagine marrying Mo Bei.
However, it can only be said that the world is too impermanent.At this moment, she was standing upright in the living room of Shen's house in Singapore, with her arms outstretched, being measured by the tailor who came to the door.Shen Yan was sitting on the sofa at one side, looking at her with one hand resting on his forehead, and there were two wedding dress sample albums carefully designed by famous teachers spread out on his knees.
It's like a dream.And Han Jing couldn't tell which was more unreal, the past or the present.
She has waited long enough, and the emotions on the rough road are like morning glory. She spends all her life climbing up the wall, just to get a little closer to the sun; I can understand her better.
However, after all, when it withered, her wish was not fulfilled.
She shouldn't blame Mo Bei rationally, but she still feels sad and wronged.She also thought about resenting herself, why for such a long time, she only knew how to lose her temper, but didn't have the courage to speak up.However, under his charming eyes as deep as the sea, she didn't even have the strength to step forward and give him a hug.
She has no choice but to stay in T City any longer, and if she stays any longer, all the strength she has accumulated will crumble under Mo Bei's gentleness again.
Han Jing still remembers that when she was ten years old, Mo Bei's business skills were already very mature.In the spring of that year, he paid off the first start-up capital he borrowed from Uncle Mo, doubled the size of his company, and bought a villa, which he opened from the courtyard of Mo's house after the renovation was completed. move out.
She got the news from Aunt Mo in the afternoon, and when Mo Bei came back at night, before he took off his coat, she rushed over wearing slippers with big rabbit ears, hugged his waist tightly, and looked up. Looking at him, tears welled up in his eyes, and his mouth was tightly pursed.
"Are you going to move out and live by yourself?"
Mo Bei was startled, and picked her up in the air, and she sat on his lap in the blink of an eye, while he sat firmly on the sofa, then touched her head, and smiled slightly: "Yes."
Her eyes quickly turned red: "I don't want you to go."
Mo Bei looked at her with a comforting smile: "I will come back to see Jingjing every weekend."
But obviously it didn't work, Han Jing grabbed his sleeve, her voice was crying, and she emphasized again: "I don't want you to go."
"Is that so..." Mo Bei tilted his head slightly, as if thinking, "Then do you want to live there with me?"
She pursed her lips, obviously stumped by the question.Her eyes swept across the study room upstairs where Uncle Mo stayed, and then Aunt Mo who was cultivating flowers outside, and then turned back, frowning tightly: "Why do you have to move out? Is it not good here?"
"It's very good here. But this is the home built by your Uncle Mo. Now that my little uncle has reached a certain age, he also needs to build a place like this by himself."
She didn't ask any more questions, tears filled her eyes and refused to drip out, very pitiful, like a fledgling chick waiting for rescue in the bleak autumn wind.Mo Bei couldn't bear to watch, and was about to comfort her when she spoke firmly, "I want to live with you."
This sentence obviously came out after struggling and weighing in his heart for a long time, but it was somewhat unexpected by Mo Bei.He paused slightly, then asked softly, "What about Uncle Mo and Aunt Mo?"
Han Jing bit her lip and struggled for a moment, then looked at him fixedly, clenched his sleeves even tighter, and her tone was as firm as an oath: "I want to live with you."
Mo Bei paused, looked at her carefully for a while, kissed her forehead, and said softly, "Alright."
From the age of nine to the age of 21, she had only Mo Bei in her heart and eyes, and all the tears she shed were for one person, and she had been willing to hit her head and bleed.Because he laughed and because he cried, she spent more than ten years, exhausted more than ten years of strength, chasing after a person's footsteps.It was like drinking a cup of sweet slow poison, sinking deeper and deeper, missing him and obsessing over him, stubbornness turned into paranoia, and even lost his soul, irreparable.
All she felt was sadness, endless sadness.Why did she come across the sentence she least believed in: The whole world knows that I love you, except you standing in front of me.
She has cried too many times for this person, and from today onwards, she no longer wants to shed tears for him.
Last autumn, on the third day of the car accident, Han Jing flew from T City to Singapore with Shen Yan, and Mo Bei and Jiang Nan saw her off.That was the last time she saw Mo Bei so far.
The two of them had been silently fighting in the days before that.Mo Bei's complexion didn't improve on the way to the airport either. She wore sunglasses and didn't take them off until she left the security check.His lips were slightly pursed, and he was speechless all the way.
He looked like this, obviously displeased.Yet there were others more displeased than he.Han Jing kept her face sullen all the way, keeping her head turned away from the window when she was in the car, and she kept looking at the security checkpoint when she arrived at the airport.In short, his eyes never met Mo Bei's, and he refused to say much, keeping the same expressionless face all the time.
So the task of smoothing things over fell on Jiangnan's shoulders.He smiled and asked her, "When will you come back after going this time?"
Han Jing's eyes turned to Jiang Nan's face, and she said calmly: "I won't come back again."
"I'm losing my temper again." Jiang Nan pinched her cheeks, but she frowned and pulled her away. He didn't care, glanced at Shen Yan, and said with a smile, "The bigger the bigger, the longer it will grow back. In the past, it was obvious that it was teased. Those who can laugh are now iceberg beauties."
Han Jing remained expressionless, and repeated what she said before: "I'm not losing my temper. If I say I won't come back, I won't come back."
Her tone was unprecedentedly decisive, Shen Yan opened his mouth and looked at her carefully for a while, but still didn't know what to say.Turning to look at Mo Bei, the latter was completely indifferent in casual clothes.He had no choice but to turn his head again, and said to Shen Yan: "After Jingjing passes by, there will definitely be troubles. Remember to call here when you have something to do."
Shen Yan smiled lightly: "Okay. But we still have to ask for her opinion on everything, and we can only speak after she agrees."
Shen Yan spoke very accurately.Han Jing refused all news from T City, and forbade him to disclose information to T City.Even things like her acceptance of Shen Yan's marriage proposal and her serious illness, Mo Bei and Jiang Nan only learned about it three months later.
Shen Yan proposed seven days after they arrived in Singapore.That day, he dragged Han Jing to the supermarket, preparing to cook a big dinner.But Han Jing's appetite was weak, the only vegetable she was willing to eat was a potato, and the only meat she was willing to eat was beef.After returning home, Shen Yan exhausted these two things, and made five dishes of potatoes alone, shredded potatoes, stewed beef brisket with potatoes, fried potato cubes, shredded potatoes, and potato soup.
After seeing it, Han Jing couldn't help laughing, and called him Chef Shen again and again, and then changed his name to Chef Shen.
Shen Yan tossed hard in the kitchen, Han Jing also agreed, even though she didn't have much appetite, she still ate a little of every dish, stewed beef brisket and shredded potatoes even used chopsticks many times.
It was easy.Shen Yan recalled the interesting things he encountered when he and Han Jing traveled to European countries, and laughter could be heard from time to time in the restaurant.At the end of the meal, Shen Yan got up and went to the bedroom.When he came out after a while, he had a handmade ceramic cup in his hand.That cup looked so familiar to Han Jing that it was very similar to the one he gave her when she was 17 years old, almost exactly the same.
"This is the one I made that year and gave it to you." Shen Yan smiled, "It was the time I came from China. Before going to the airport, I picked you up and stole it from your room."
"..."
"There is actually a little thing in this cup." He narrowed his eyes slightly, and carefully pressed the lower part of the cup with the most sensitive part of his fingertips. After a while, he suddenly exerted force, and soon there was a slight "click" sound, and the tattoo The body of the blue and white cup was collapsed in one place, exposing a narrow gap inside.
He swung the slit downwards, and a moment later a gizmo actually poured out.
It is a three-color gold ring with three rings inlaid with diamonds. Each ring is inlaid with fine diamonds. The gold and white are interlaced and exquisitely carved. Even under the soft restaurant lights, it still shines brightly.
Han Jing looked at the diamond ring without moving.
From the posture in front of her, she could tell what was going to happen next. She wasn't joyful or excited, but she didn't necessarily feel disgusted either.It's just that I'm still a little bit at a loss subconsciously, and I always feel that it's too early.However, her face was as delicate and soft as ever, her lips were pursed, showing no emotion.
"Mr. Mo said that you have plans to marry me. But I think it's more appropriate for me to propose a marriage." The ring was held flat in his palm, and it was so beautiful and delicate that it dazzled people.His voice was deep and extremely gentle, almost bewitching, "This diamond ring is not very expensive, but I bought it with all my salary from working during the summer vacation. I thought about it for a week, but I don't know what to do." How to propose is appropriate. I know you don't like too fancy, and I don't know what to say that will move you."
"Now you may feel that you are still young and marriage is still far away. But for me, I have never been so eager to cherish someone. This desire is so strong that I can no longer bear it, and I want to speak Marriage proposal." He looked at her for a moment, and his voice was sincere and pious, "Han Jing, will you marry me?"
Han Jing never doubted Shen Yan's emotions.
When he looked at her, his eyes were usually very restrained, but even if she moved ten meters away from him, he could quickly notice her at the same time.
The emotion in Shen Yan's eyes that night was like a vast ocean, deep and vast, with no concealment of affection.He has always maintained the posture of holding the ring in his hand, waiting for her answer, without blinking his eyes.With his handsome face and such gaze, even a girl who has never lived before may be tempted when she sees him like this for the first time.
Han Jing stared at the diamond ring, tilted her head slightly, lost in thought.After a long time, his eyes finally turned back to his pretty face, and his voice was hoarse but clear: "...OK."
She said it calmly, but Shen Yan seemed to be shaken.He couldn't speak for a while, but just looked at her steadily.
It took a while to finally believe what she said, eyes blinked several times, moved his lips, and said: "...Thank you."
He lowered his head slightly, held her with his cool and sweaty hands, and put the ring on carefully inch by inch.
If it was according to Shen Yan's original intention, then he probably wanted to drag Han Jing to the church the next second he proposed that day.However, considering that Han Jing's leg injury was still unhealed, their wedding still had to be held in the winter of that year.
However, what was unexpected was that after Han Jing recovered from her leg injury, she began to fall ill again. Her illness was unprecedentedly severe, and her wedding date had to be postponed to the spring of the following year.
Almost both of them tacitly understood that most of her illness this time was caused by psychological reasons.The high fever persisted, the appetite was low and vomiting continued, the headache was about to explode, and she couldn't sleep all night. Han Jing lost weight at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye, like a leaf full of holes, as if slightly wrong. Open your eyes, you may leave at any time.However, her attitude was as tough as ever, and there was no room for maneuver. No one dared to persuade her to see a doctor.
When Shen Yan came back from the outside that day, he knocked on the bedroom door and then pushed it open. With a glance, the person lying on the big soft bed was almost lifeless.His complexion suddenly turned pale, and he almost trotted over, patting her face, and finally felt relieved when his fingers touched a little warmth.
His movements are not small, and even a deep sleeper can be woken up, let alone Han Jing who has become a habit of light sleep.She slowly opened her eyes, frowned slightly, and her voice was hoarse: "What's wrong?"
Shen Yan held her hand, the two of them couldn't even tell who was cooler than the other.He frowned tightly, and tried to keep his voice steady: "Han Jing, can you take some medicine? May I ask you to take some medicine?"
He grew up so big, he had never begged like this before.He just came back from outside, and came to see her before he even had time to change his clothes.Sitting next to her bed at the moment, her eyes were deep, her face was obviously haggard and distressed.
Han Jing pursed her lips and said nothing after a while, "I'm not going to die."
"But I'm very scared." Shen Yan carefully persuaded, "Your illness is very curable. The doctor said that whether it's traditional or western medicine, it only takes three or four days. Taking medicine will not cause any terrible consequences. The medicines formulated for you are not bitter, they are all coated with sugar, or a little sour and sweet. If you are still worried, I will give you a prescription, if you take one dose, I will take another dose with you, okay?"
He was quiet, and then spoke softly, as if talking to himself: "I know you are not afraid of death, but I am afraid of your death. Why do you refuse to take medicine?"
He pulled the pillow on the back of Han Jing who was sitting up, and raised his eyebrows, his expression was not as calm as before.Han Jing looked at him, but said something irrelevant: "I promised you the marriage proposal very quickly, do you feel uneasy?"
"...Yes." Shen Yan wanted to deny it, but he couldn't lie under her eyes, so he could only admit it in a low voice, "I'm only [-]% sure of proposing. I never thought I'd win the lottery."
"You think I'm angry?" Seeing that Shen Yan nodded after hesitating for a moment, she said without moving her eyelashes, "Then you still propose?"
"What if I don't even have a [-]% certainty in the future? My palms were as cold that day as they are today." He held her hand and looked at her, "It's not just a day or two that you like Mo Bei. And you still like him to this day."
He mentioned the word Mo Bei, but Han Jing still didn't move.He just turned his eyes slightly to look out the window, pursed his lips slightly and did not reply for a long time.
"Actually, you don't have to agree to the proposal. It would be cruel to give me hope and let me down again." Shen Yan said softly, "Han Jing, let me ask you for the last time, will you marry me?"
Han Jing turned her head and smiled at him, saying, "Since I promised to marry you, I won't leave you unless you treat me badly after marriage."
Shen Yan looked at her for a while, then said in a deep voice: "Then what if Mo Bei snatches the marriage? Will you marry me?"
Han Jing raised her eyes to look at him, but she didn't answer her eyes. It was obvious that she hadn't thought about this question.After pausing for a while, he lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "How could a person like him do such a thing as robbery?"
Shen Yan took a deep look at her and didn't make any further comments.
After all, Han Jing followed Shen Yan to the hospital for a physical examination.
For Han Jing, her life from childhood to adulthood can be regarded as good.After coming to Singapore, Shen Yan was as meticulous as a needle, and arranged her life to be tight.Before coming to Singapore, it has become an instinct for Mo Bei to love her.Food and clothing are the best, and you don't even need to say anything you can think of, Mo Bei has already delivered the things.
It's just that Shen Yan didn't know that she actually extremely rejected everything related to the physical examination.
She fears hospitals, doctors, pills, and even thermometers.The death of her parents when she was five years old caused psychological trauma to Han Jing. The hospital is equivalent to death, and the doctor is equivalent to a sentence of death. Pills are only the catalyst of death. This kind of stubborn cognition is of no avail even if Mo Bei secretly invites countless psychiatrists to treat her. .
However, children have always been the favorite targets of influenza, and even Han Jing, who is cared for and cared for, cannot escape. When Han Jing was 13 years old, she suffered a serious illness in the winter. After being cured, she became fat instead of thin, but it made Mo Beiqing lose a lot of weight.
Han Jing's cheeks were flushed with fever, but she stubbornly refused to take her temperature. She could only rely on the back of Mo Bei's hand and forehead to help estimate the whole process; then she refused to take medicine, her mouth was closed tighter than a shell, and she could only rely on the family doctor for the whole process The extremely rotten medicinal porridge was used to assist the treatment.Not to mention the injection and intravenous drip, that would be completely insulated from Han Jing.
No matter how patient Mo Bei was, Han Jing lost his temper during that time: "If you don't drink Chinese medicine and don't take Western medicine, I'll treat you, it's more of a headache than dealing with the stubborn old men in the company."
Han Jing answered him by hugging the quilt and turning over, then adjusted her posture and continued to sleep.
For the present Han Jing, these pasts are neither wanted nor can be brought up again.She silently followed Shen Yan through the physical examination from head to toe, frowning throughout.While Han Jing was waiting for the results of the physical examination, Shen Yan left for a long time, and when she came back, she was holding a bunch of colorful medicines in her arms. Han Jing finally couldn't help it. If there was a table in front of her right now, she might have turned it over a long time ago: " What kind of mess are these medicines? Can I not take them?"
Shen Yan was very calm: "From the doctor's point of view, it can't. I was told just now that you have gastritis, cholecystitis, anemia, physiological disorders and mild myocarditis. But I can take these medicines with you. You can take a portion and I Is it okay to eat one?"
"..." Han Jing looked at him blankly for a while, then turned and left.
The physical examination was just the beginning, followed by continuous nightmares.Apart from the endless bottles and cans, Shen Yan also brought her a lot of soup.Han Jing wanted to resist several times, but as soon as she wanted to refuse, Shen Yan made two parts of the pills and soup, handed one to her, and drank the other as a gesture.
His behavior made Han Jing very annoyed, but he couldn't get angry.After a week like this, Han Jing finally broke out: "You can do it! If you do this again, I will run away from home!"
Shen Yan was a little dumbfounded by her, and with great difficulty, he regained his composure and continued to stir the soup: "It's fine. Let me know when you run away from home, and we will elope."
"...Shen Yan! I'm serious!"
Shen Yan didn't pay attention to her eyebrows that were about to rise, and said calmly: "This medicine... this soup contains a part of estrogen. You see, I have been drinking with you for a week. If you want me to If you become half male and half female, then I will drink half a bowl with you every day."
"..."
Han Jing was so suppressed by Shen Yan that she had no strength to resist.She couldn't be as rude to him as she was to Mo Bei.And no matter how gentle Shen Yan is, he will not indulge without a bottom line like Mo Bei.
When Han Jing got along with Shen Yan, the cautious feeling was transferred to Shen Yan.She just feels relaxed.
A few days later, Han Jing's physical condition felt better, and Jiang Nan suddenly called.
The moment Han Jing saw the incoming call, her expression turned cold.
Jiang Nan's voice was no longer sloppy, with a tone of "you need to explain carefully": "Jingjing, this is really not your style."
Han Jing was feeding the fish one after another at the time, holding the phone and answering casually: "My style has changed a few years ago."
Jiang Nan held back his anger: "If I didn't know about such a big matter from others, wouldn't you be going to tell me and Mo Bei?"
"Whether I say it or not, you will always know it a moment before it happens."
Jiang Nan was finally furious: "Han Jing! Come back from Singapore! You can't marry Shen Yan, do you know that?"
"Why not?" Han Jing thought for a while and said, "I remember you told me before, telling me not to find someone like you or my little uncle. Which one of Shen Yan doesn't meet your aesthetic standards, why should I Do you have to listen to what you say?"
Jiang Nan was choked half to death, took a deep breath, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you really want to come?"
"Where do I look like a fake?"
Jiang Nan couldn't help being furious again: "You have loved Mo Bei for so many years, and now you want to marry Shen Yan?? Okay, come on, come on, tell me, what do you really think?"
After saying this, both sides were silent for a moment.Han Jing was shocked for longer than Jiang Nan expected, and the whole sentence was divided into several paragraphs before she said it: "When... did you know?"
Jiang Nan also remained silent, sighed for a while, and his tone eased a lot: "In short, you can't marry Shen Yan, Jingjing."
"answer me!"
Jiang Nan was silent for a while, and sighed again: "Who can't see your little actions? I'll give you everything you want, and come back to T City, okay?"
Han Jing looked up at the cloudless and fine weather, and forced back the full tears. Her throat was blocked and she couldn't speak.
"As for Mo Bei, I really don't know what he's thinking, and I can't even ask. But Jingjing, what are you going to do when you marry Shen Yan? Asking for a toy you don't like, when did you become like this?"
"Shen Yan is not a toy." Han Jing said coldly, "There's nothing wrong with being with him, at least I won't be unhappy. Yi Ning likes you, so what's the point of marrying you? Why do I have to?" asking for trouble?"
Jiang Nan was choked again, and it took him a while to say: "Don't expose my scars when you become angry. Yi Ning and I are different from you and Mo Bei. Yes, you and Shen Yan may be easy to get along with, won't you Happy. But you will not be very happy. You are so paranoid that all the happiness and pain can only come from one person. Someone can make it, but you can't. You are so young and make such a big decision, you will regret it later of."
"I definitely won't regret it." Han Jing cut off his words, and threw all the fish food in her hand into the pond, "If you want to stop me, you should think of other ways. Stop trying to educate me, I Can't listen."
(two)
After Han Jing cut off the phone, she locked herself in the bedroom and played the violin all afternoon.There was a piano score in front of her, but she didn't follow the guidance at all. Instead, she used as much force as she wanted, and soared as high as she wanted. She herself was deaf.
The next morning, Han Jing continued her tireless magic sound work in her bedroom.In her hands, the violin turned into a razor-sharp dagger, causing the servants to burst into pieces.However, someone finally had to knock on her door at the last moment before she died, and said respectfully, "Miss Han, there is a Mr. Mo named Mo Bei looking for you outside."
Han Jing's bowstring suddenly pulled, and a string broke in response.
When Mo Bei walked into Han Jing's room, he first smelled a light fruity aroma.Shen Yan is committed to making Han Jing receive meticulous and comfortable care in Singapore, and even such details are copied from T City.
And Han Jing squatted on the ground with her back facing him, her shoulder blades on her back thinned into the shape of two butterfly bone wings, holding a violin in her arms, and she fiddled with it with her hands, without turning her head.
After he took a few steps closer, he found that she was cutting the strings one by one with scissors.She clearly saw his trousers and smelled his inherent and never-changing unique fragrance, but she refused to look up all the time.
However, at this moment, in Han Jing's trembling hands, it may be difficult to cut a piece of paper.She tried harder and harder, but it was all in vain.Mo Bei squatted down beside her, she lowered her head, raised her eyes a little and saw his light-colored shirt again, his slender and well-proportioned arms, he was not far or close to her, and his breathing was steady, she knew it even before she raised her head He was looking at her with those most beautiful eyes.
Mo Bei did look at her momentarily, and after a while, he said her name in a low voice: "Jingjing."
When he uttered these two words, he murmured like honey.It was deep and sweet, as gentle as the hands he used to touch her forehead, unchanged for more than ten years.
Han Jing suppressed her breathing and choked sobs, stiffened her back and lowered her head, motionless.
Mo Bei stretched out a hand with slender and distinct fingers. At this moment, he was holding the back of her hand calmly, preventing her from further reducing the strings. His voice was soft, and he said again: "Jingjing."
Impatient, Han Jing raised the scissors inadvertently, and the sharpest part encountered an obstacle inadvertently. She was startled, and turned her head, only to find that Mo Bei's arm had been cut by more than ten centimeters, and blood immediately flowed down the lines.
Han Jing stared blankly for two seconds, then threw the scissors and the violin on the ground.Mo Bei pressed the wound with his other hand, and the blood dripped to the floor along his fingers, which was shockingly red.
She was finally willing to look up at him, her eyes a little confused.Mo Bei's expression was calm, and he ignored the treatment of the injury. He wanted to caress her cheek with his fingers, but when he lifted it up, he found that his hands were covered with blood, so he had to give up.
Before he came to Singapore, Han Jing thought about the emotions he might experience when he learned of her marriage, and imagined several ways to confront him, but he never imagined that he would be able to deal with the fact that she and Shen Yan were married. So calm, so calm that she was at a loss, and so calm that she gritted her teeth.
The two of them sat on the sofa, three meters apart.Han Jing looked at him as if she was negotiating with an enemy.His expression was cold, and his tone was even worse: "What are you doing here?"
Mo Bei put one hand on the wound and looked at her intently, his tone was as gentle as ever, maybe a little more gentle than before: "I'll take you home."
Han Jing turned her face away and refused to meet his gaze, the corners of her eyes seemed to be covered with frost: "This is my future home."
Mo Bei looked at her stiff side face, and after a while, said each word carefully: "If I say, I beg you, don't marry Shen Yan, come home with me, is it okay?"
Han Jing was slightly shocked, and slowly turned her head to look at him. Mo Bei had come to her at some point, squatted halfway, held her hand with his clean hand, and said softly, "OK? "
Han Jing's eyes suddenly turned hot: "Give me a reason."
Mo Bei looked at her again, and Han Jing looked at him without blinking. After a while, he watched him raise her hand, open his palm, and kiss it lightly.
"Is that reason enough?"
Han Jing's eyes widened in an instant, and she opened her mouth slightly, unable to say anything.After a while, he shook his head, his voice choked up, but at the same time he said hard: "You used to do this too often. This is not a reason."
She pushed him away to leave, but Mo Bei grabbed both arms and forced her back onto the sofa.He pressed up skillfully, held her wrist, fixed her chin, lowered his eyelashes slightly, and approached slowly, at the moment when Han Jing's face was flushed, he kissed the corner of her lips lightly.
"That's it, is it enough?"
Han Jing's tears fell down the moment his lips left.It's like a lake that has collapsed, once it bursts out, it can't be stopped.
She had waited so long for this moment.
Han Jing bit her lip tightly, still unable to swallow her choked voice.Mo Bei wanted to wrap her in his arms, but Han Jing pushed her away violently.He paused, took out a handkerchief and wiped her face little by little, his movements were as gentle as ever, and he didn't make a sound for a while.
Han Jing's eyes were blurred with tears, but her expression was always stubborn. It was the expression she was used to when she decided to be stubborn and disobedient, which made Mo Bei pause for a while.
After a while, she wiped away her tears and looked at him coldly: "I won't go back."
"why?"
Han Jing's voice was as cold as a piece of ice: "Didn't you already know the reason? In a few days, I will go to try on wedding dresses with Shen Yan, and then I will hold a wedding with him."
Mo Bei looked at her, held her hand again, and said softly, "You're angry, aren't you?"
His brows and eyes are gentle, and his palms are warm, but they are no longer dry and slightly sweaty.It's just that Han Jing didn't notice that she tried to pull out her hand, but failed.She frowned and exerted more strength, and finally got rid of him.She was about to leave, but Mo Bei grabbed her and held her tightly in her arms.The blood from his wound stained her clothes, but neither of them seemed to have heard of it.Mo Bei said softly: "You have nothing to ask me?"
Han Jing kicked him softly, but it had no effect.This made her even more annoyed, and she answered neatly: "No."
"But I have something to tell you." Mo Bei turned her shoulders, looked her in the eyes and said, "You asked me before if I regretted anything. I will tell you now that I regret the most I have done. The most important thing is to marry Han Bing and let you go to England with Shen Yan. I regret it very much, regret it terribly."
Han Jing remained motionless, her entire face condensed into a sculpture.
"Don't marry Shen Yan, is that okay?" Mo Bei leaned over slightly, and straightened her stubborn face. His forehead was pressed against hers. The two breathed and smelled each other, and could almost feel each other's affection Body temperature, his words are as gentle as ever, "Let me handle the rest. Come home with me, okay?"
Han Jing looked at him, tears gradually seeped from the corners of her eyes.It wasn't until the image in front of her became blurred again that she took a deep breath and firmly pushed away his hand.
She took a step back, stood by the window, and said quietly, "I don't."
She really wanted to say to him, do you know how hard it is for me to wait for you?Do you know that I almost died here last year?Do you know that I was so embarrassed by Han Bing's words like a poisonous needle that I almost wanted to commit suicide?
But she couldn't say anything about it.She used to be so humble and cowardly, so what if she said it?In Han Bing's words, she did all of this voluntarily, and she is to blame.
I used to love you so much, but you turned back when I had already decided to give up.
Han Jing just stared at him fiercely, her eyes were bright with water droplets, and repeated again: "I don't."
When Shen Yan came back at noon, Han Jing was the only one in the room.She was lying on the bed, with her back to him, quietly looking as if she was asleep.
He thought for a while, then walked over and patted her shoulder lightly through the quilt: "Han Jing, it's time for us to have lunch."
Han Jing tried harder to bury herself in the quilt, and said in a muffled voice: "I don't want to eat."
Shen Yan said: "Eat a little, the chef has put in a lot of effort to prepare it, so you can't let it down, right? If you don't want to get out of bed, how about I bring you the dishes?"
Han Jing had no choice but to lift the quilt abruptly, and what caught her eyes was Shen Yan's face.She observed his face very carefully, Shen Yan smiled: "What's wrong?"
"...It's nothing." She had to lower her head, "Let's go to the restaurant to eat."
On the second day, Mo Bei was blocked by Han Jing from the gate.Han Jing was in a daze in the yard for a while, found a sketch pad and two pieces of sketch paper, imagined Shen Yan's demeanor and facial features, and began to outline them.She drew very carefully, but she would stop her pen from time to time, hold her chin in a daze for a while, and then she seemed to come back suddenly and pinch the pencil to smear again.
When Shen Yan came back in the evening, Han Jing had completed most of the sketches.She waited for him to approach, and showed him the result. She rarely showed a smile, full of a sense of accomplishment: "How is my painting?"
"Very good." Shen Yan took the drawing board and looked at it carefully for a while before speaking, "Why do you think of drawing me?"
"I just remembered it suddenly today." Han Jing put away the pencil and said, "I have nothing to do anyway."
Shen Yan smiled slightly: "Then when you are almost in good health, I'll find you something to do?"
Han Jing hesitated for a moment, then said, "Shen Yan, you know that Mo Bei came to Singapore yesterday."
Shen Yan said: "Then what?"
"...you don't want to know what we talked about?"
"I don't want to." Shen Yan said lightly, "But I think I can guess it. And you are drawing a sketch for me now, reminding me that I promised you on your 19th birthday that I am willing to help you achieve one thing .This promise has not been fulfilled until now. So what now? Are you going to use this promise to let me call off the engagement?"
His tone was slightly sharp, Han Jing frowned slightly, and said after a while: "I will marry you."
"Han Jing, tell me, tell me with your heart, do you really want to divorce me?"
Han Jing looked up at him, Shen Yan's eyes were deep and dark, with an unquestionable question.She opened her mouth, but in the end she still didn't speak.He lowered his head again.
"Let's think about it." Shen Yan bent his lips and smiled silently, "I asked you, what would you do if Mo Bei came to snatch the marriage. My intuition is still very accurate, isn't it?"
Han Jing looked at him in a daze, not knowing what to say.She almost bit her lips, and finally whispered: "I told you, I won't go back with him."
Shen Yan let out a sigh of relief: "I didn't mean to blame you. I just want you to imagine, what do you plan to do after you get married? You used to be satisfied that you could be with him, but now He finally said such things as you wished, but you didn't want to marry me again. You said you wanted to marry me, I was very happy, but what happened after you were happy? I don't know what you think, I Worrying again."
Han Jing raised her face, full of confusion, and it took her a long time to focus, looking at him as if begging for help.Shen Yan looked away and said softly: "Han Jing, you make your own decision. I will stay in the company for two days and will not go home. Han Jing, I will give you three days to think about it. After three days, if you decide to I will not disagree with the divorce. But if you still promise to marry me, then you are not allowed to think about him in the future. "
He paused and said, "You have to think about it."
Han Jing stayed alone in the huge house for three days, and nothing disturbed her "consideration".Since she was a child, she only made others feel embarrassed, and never thought that she would deal with such embarrassing things.Every day besides eating and sleeping, I was just in a daze, and my head started to hurt when I thought about it.
Mo Bei came twice more in the middle, but she refused to see him.His extremely pleasing face is like a spell to her, as long as she smiles lightly, her psychological defense will fall short.
She remembered that when she was a child, she came home after school and walked into the courtyard. Mo Bei was half squatting and teasing a strange and cute Samoyed.
He raised his head to see her, smiled slightly, picked up a purple flower on the nearest plant, lowered his head and stuffed the flower stalk into the puppy's mouth, then patted its head, pointed at Han Jing, and pulled He closed its ears and said something.Soon the short-legged puppy rushed over and slammed on the brakes in front of her, with its ears erect, its tail wagging cheerfully, holding a bouquet in its mouth, and looking at her with dark and round eyes.
Han Jing couldn't help but bend her eyes, knelt down and took the bouquet in her hand, and hugged the puppy in her arms, stroking its soft and warm fur.Mo Bei washed his hands and came over, brushed her hair, kissed her lightly on the forehead, and said with a smile, "Do you like it? Do you want to name it?"
Han Jing looked up at him: "Just call Mo Bei?"
"Okay." Mo Bei nodded without changing his expression, "I'll buy another bird sometime later, and I'll call it Han Jing, do you think it's okay?"
She pinched his arm with her nails, thought for a while and said, "Then it's called Ruyi."
Mo Bei smiled and rubbed the top of her hair again: "As long as you like it. Is it cold? Let's go back to the house."
The memories are too heavy and never fade, every time seems to be vivid, as if it just happened.She touched her cheek, as if there was the warmth of Mo Bei's palm there.
For the rest of her life, she couldn't really let go.
But she also understands Shen Yan's unreserved actions.His thoughtfulness and just-right silence.The house was quite empty when she first moved in, but in just half a year, Shen Yan has already filled it up, and almost everything is arranged according to her preferences, so that no one that can make people feel comfortable is missed. detail.
Shen Yan's marriage proposal that time was undoubtedly killing three birds with one stone.Needless to say, it is unique and creative; if she nods, the meaning of the cup will be fulfilled, and the ring will continue to fulfill the promise instead of the cup; Think about it.
Shen Yan is a straightforward and decisive person.
(three)
Three days later, when Shen Yan came back, Han Jing had already packed her luggage.In fact, she didn't have anything to take away except her documents and mobile phone.Shen Yan sat on the sofa and watched her carry a light handbag down the stairs, without saying a word.
Half of his face was hidden in the shadows, his eyes were covered by thick eyelashes, his expression was calm and indifferent, hiding all his emotions well.
Standing on the last step of the stairs, Han Jing held her handbag tightly and said softly, "...my flight is at two o'clock in the afternoon."
Shen Yan gave a "hmm" and said softly, "With Mo Bei?"
"No. I'll go back by myself."
Shen Yan took a deep look at her, then turned his face away, his whole body hid in the dark, and said indifferently: "Travel safe. I'll ask the driver to take you to the airport."
"No need. I can take a taxi by myself."
Shen Yan insisted: "I'll ask the driver to take you to the airport."
Han Jing didn't have the courage to look at him.She walked out of the living room, and Shen Yan went out together.The two waited for the driver to slowly drive over. Han Jing took a deep breath, turned around, finally looked at him, and said softly, "...I'm sorry."
Shen Yan turned his eyes away, pursed his lips and did not speak.After a while, he said in a low voice: "I used to think that it was because I didn't do well enough. Then I found out that even if I did a good job, as long as Mo Bei is still alive, or if he is even dead, you I wouldn't take my eyes off him even an iota. I know you tried to break free, otherwise you wouldn't agree to my original confession. I thought I had a chance too, but in the end I found that everything was in vain. "
Han Jing had no way to answer him.
He was right.
The power of time cannot be estimated. After more than 20 years of getting along, even a drop of water can wear through a stone, not to mention her obsessions that have accumulated over time.
Some things and some people have already been firmly engraved, from the top to the bottom, every inch of memory is permeated with traces.Time can only allow more and more longings to settle in the irresistible memories again and again. No matter whether it was sadness or joy before, it has become an indelible brand, which cannot be removed or smoothed.
What is deliberately preserved is always lost first.What you want to do, you often can't do.She is a stubborn person, and it is difficult to do it.
Perhaps Han Jing's apology could not make up for one percent of Shen Yan's bad mood.After he finished speaking, he kept his face cold, his face was like a perfect piece of cold jade, and he didn't say a word.
When Han Jing got into the car and the engine started, he knocked on the car window and watched her lower the window, his voice was still faint: "I really want to make a better impression on you in the end. Unfortunately, I am not Saint, there is no way to watch you leave and laugh."
He straightened up, put his hands in the pockets of the windbreaker, his whole body looked more straight and straight, his hair was slightly blown in the wind, and his voice was calm: "Goodbye, Han Jing."
Han Jing went back to T city, but she didn't go back to the villa immediately after leaving the airport. Instead, she took a taxi to the train station, bought a ticket for the nearest ticket, and got on the train aimlessly.
Before getting into the car, she withdrew enough cash from a nearby bank to last a month.He turned off his cell phone and refused to be contacted by anyone.She was upset now, she didn't want to talk, move, or be touched by anyone. It was undoubtedly difficult to get on the train with this mentality. Han Jing really couldn't bear it halfway, and she got off the train before the journey was over.
It's not too close to T City. If Mo Bei wanted to find her, he would at least spend some time.And by the time he found this place, she probably had already left and gone to another city.
Han Jing has always paid attention to enjoyment. Although the city was randomly selected, her basic necessities of life must be kept perfect.She also has no concept of financial management, so the cash in her hand was spent within half a month, so she had to go to the self-service teller machine to withdraw money again, and then took the cash to another city again.
After two months like this, it was late spring, and Mo Bei still couldn't find her.
If she hadn't come back from Singapore, then today should be the time for her and Shen Yan to get married.The date was chosen carefully and carefully, but the bride left without saying goodbye.She had no way of knowing how Shen Yan would explain to the whole family if she went away like this and never came back.She has been willful, but it doesn't mean she won't feel guilty.She owed so much to Shen Yan, as small as the sketch that was not fully drawn so far, as large as today's absent bride's wedding, the amount is already innumerable.
Probably there will be no chance of repayment in the future.
Thinking of this, I lost even interest in shopping.Han Jing went back to the hotel early, and when she got off the taxi, she found that the wallet in her handbag had disappeared.
She froze for a moment.I turned the bag over and over twice, but still couldn't find the wallet.Han Jing felt a chill down her spine, but luckily she still had some small change in her pocket, she hurriedly paid and returned to the hotel, sat down heavily on the bed, turned her handbag several times, finally realized the fact that it was stolen, couldn't help covering it Eyes let out a long sigh.
Her handbag was intact, presumably the thief's hand went straight in through the opening, clipped her wallet out accurately, and slipped away among the crowd.Fortunately, the bank card and ID card were not put together, and there was not much cash left, so her loss was not too big.
However, once she reports the loss of her bank card, it means she has to expose her whereabouts.With Mo Bei's ability, it was as easy as pie to find her by following the clues.
It's just that Han Jing didn't expect Mo Bei to come so quickly.Two hours after she reported the loss, there was someone standing in front of her hotel room knocking on the door regularly, two taps, a two-second pause, and two more taps.
Han Jing looked through the cat's eyes, Mo Bei stood outside the door, tilted his head slightly, frowned, crossed his arms, and tapped his slender fingers on his elbows.She held her breath and did not move. He suddenly raised his head, his eyes seemed to be looking directly into her eyes through the cat's eyes, making Han Jing straighten up immediately.
His voice was not loud, but it was enough for her to hear clearly: "Jingjing, open the door."
Han Jing didn't move.
"I lost my wallet. If I'm not here, do you still have money for dinner tomorrow? Huh?"
Han Jing frowned, and stood straight at the door, still not moving.
Mo Bei tilted his head slightly, thought for a moment, and his eyes suddenly overflowed with tenderness: "It's been two months since you ran out alone. Yesterday I finished the custom-made wedding dress for you. When do you want to go back?"
This time Han Jing finally opened the door reluctantly.Blocked the door and looked at him coldly: "What wedding dress?"
Mo Bei looked at her with a smile on his lips: "A pure white wedding dress. There are also beautiful hairpins and shoes. You will definitely like it."
Han Jing's tone was still cold: "What if I don't like it?"
"You have to go back to find out if you like it or not, don't you?" Mo Bei took a step forward and hugged her tightly. Seeing that there was no objection, he tightened his arms and pulled her into the house together to close the door.
She was placed on his lap, his fingers brushed her hair, Han Jing didn't move, her brows and eyes were still cold, and she struggled to get out of his embrace two seconds later.Mo Bei grabbed her tightly and fixed her back in his arms again. Han Jing struggled again, failed again, gave up this time, and did not soften at all when she spoke again: "How did you find this place?"
Mo Bei looked at her carefully: "Jiangnan came here for a meeting. He lived in this hotel for two days. He met you at breakfast, but you didn't see him."
"Then when did you come here?"
"He called me and I came right away. Been staying for over a week, just downstairs from yours."
"How did you know I lost my wallet?"
"Your bank card is reported as lost, but what is it if you lose your wallet?"
Han Jing's expressionless face turned her eyes to one side, and after a long while she said, firmly: "I don't want to see you."
"But I want to see you." Mo Bei held her hands and kissed them one by one. His lips were soft and soft, like long silk threads, and the touch stretched all the way to the tip of her heart.Mo Bei hugged him tightly again, sighed, and said softly, "I miss you very much."
Han Jing still seemed unmoved.
"Don't ask me what I'm doing here this time?"
Han Jing tried to move, but still couldn't break free from him.She kicked him, but he grabbed her legs together.She was finally forced to give up, and said with a cold face: "I don't care what you do, it has nothing to do with me."
Mo Bei smiled softly and stopped answering.His lips touched her eyes little by little, forcing her to close them.His lips are as gentle as his temper, like a dragonfly touching water, and there are layers of ripples.
This kiss lasted so long, so long that Han Jing didn't know when she began to melt from the inside out.It's like chocolate powder in a cup of hot milk, blending into each other bit by bit.So the powder is no longer a powder, and the milk turns into a silky and rich cocoa color.Difficult to separate.
Han Jing couldn't sleep all night.In the early morning of the next day, I realized a problem belatedly, and I almost jumped up in shock.Mo Bei pressed her shoulder again, his fingers were flexible and flexible, and after finishing tying a beautiful bow at her neckline, he asked slowly, "What's wrong?"
Han Jing stared at him: "You talked about a wedding dress last night, what kind of wedding dress? How could there be a wedding dress? When did I agree... You, you married me?"
She said that by the end it was pink from her neck to the base of her ears.Mo Bei smiled: "I snatched you from Shen Yan's hands and made you lose a wedding, so you have to pay for another one, right?"
With gentle eyes, he wrapped his arms around her waist, restrained his smile, and watched her slowly speak: "Then what about you, Jingjing, do you want to marry me?"
Han Jing looked into his eyes, the ocean was raging inside, almost drowning her.Her tears were about to come up in vain again, she blinked a few times quickly to force the wetness back, turned her face away, and said slowly and inaudibly: "Then please beg me."
Mo Bei gave a "huh", tilted his head slightly and thought for a while, then held her shoulders and said seriously, "Jingjing, my princess, my pearl, my soul, please marry me." Give it to me, can you?"
Han Jing's face burned red in that instant.
The relationship between Han Jing and Mo Bei gradually returned to the past.But it has added something more than before.That day she was nestling at home with Mo Bei and watching a movie. She was pillowed on Mo Bei's lap, and she suddenly recalled it, and soon thought of a few unpleasant questions that she didn't ask.
With her hands on Mo Bei's legs, she leaned forward and looked down at his handsome face, and asked a very vulgar question that almost every girl in love wants to know: "When did you start to treat me so badly?" What do I really like?"
Mo Bei blinked his eyes, but didn't answer for a moment.
Han Jing moved a little closer, and Mo Bei retreated calmly.Han Jing continued to approach and asked him to retreat to the back of the sofa. Their foreheads were close to each other, and their eyes were close to each other. She continued to ask: "Since you started so early, why didn't you start talking first? Let Jiangnan call me." forward?"
"..."
"If I don't marry Shen Yan, are you going to keep silent?"
"..."
These all belong to the question that speaking the truth is bound to die, and telling lies is bound to die.Mo Bei naturally knew it too, so he didn't answer a word in the end.
Three months later, the summer sun was shining brightly, and the flowers in the villa were in full bloom. Layers upon layers of petals scrambled to stretch out wantonly, almost breaking the branches.
Han Jing is wearing a white wedding dress. The long, floor-length skirt is romantic and imaginative, and everything is perfect.The champagne-colored shoes showed a corner, and the pearls on them silently proclaimed beauty and love.Han Jing was holding a bouquet of flowers, her slender eyelashes were long, her smile was bright, her lips were curled up like a delicate rose.
Mo Bei pinched her waist, and he tilted his head slightly, with a gentle smile on his brows and eyes.She put her arms around his neck, and she could see him when she looked up, and every day in the future, she could see him and get close to him like today.
In the future, happiness will continue forever.
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(End of this chapter)
(One)
Han Jing never thought that she would put on a wedding dress at the age of 23, let alone marry someone other than Mo Bei in Singapore outside of T city.Although she never dared to imagine marrying Mo Bei.
However, it can only be said that the world is too impermanent.At this moment, she was standing upright in the living room of Shen's house in Singapore, with her arms outstretched, being measured by the tailor who came to the door.Shen Yan was sitting on the sofa at one side, looking at her with one hand resting on his forehead, and there were two wedding dress sample albums carefully designed by famous teachers spread out on his knees.
It's like a dream.And Han Jing couldn't tell which was more unreal, the past or the present.
She has waited long enough, and the emotions on the rough road are like morning glory. She spends all her life climbing up the wall, just to get a little closer to the sun; I can understand her better.
However, after all, when it withered, her wish was not fulfilled.
She shouldn't blame Mo Bei rationally, but she still feels sad and wronged.She also thought about resenting herself, why for such a long time, she only knew how to lose her temper, but didn't have the courage to speak up.However, under his charming eyes as deep as the sea, she didn't even have the strength to step forward and give him a hug.
She has no choice but to stay in T City any longer, and if she stays any longer, all the strength she has accumulated will crumble under Mo Bei's gentleness again.
Han Jing still remembers that when she was ten years old, Mo Bei's business skills were already very mature.In the spring of that year, he paid off the first start-up capital he borrowed from Uncle Mo, doubled the size of his company, and bought a villa, which he opened from the courtyard of Mo's house after the renovation was completed. move out.
She got the news from Aunt Mo in the afternoon, and when Mo Bei came back at night, before he took off his coat, she rushed over wearing slippers with big rabbit ears, hugged his waist tightly, and looked up. Looking at him, tears welled up in his eyes, and his mouth was tightly pursed.
"Are you going to move out and live by yourself?"
Mo Bei was startled, and picked her up in the air, and she sat on his lap in the blink of an eye, while he sat firmly on the sofa, then touched her head, and smiled slightly: "Yes."
Her eyes quickly turned red: "I don't want you to go."
Mo Bei looked at her with a comforting smile: "I will come back to see Jingjing every weekend."
But obviously it didn't work, Han Jing grabbed his sleeve, her voice was crying, and she emphasized again: "I don't want you to go."
"Is that so..." Mo Bei tilted his head slightly, as if thinking, "Then do you want to live there with me?"
She pursed her lips, obviously stumped by the question.Her eyes swept across the study room upstairs where Uncle Mo stayed, and then Aunt Mo who was cultivating flowers outside, and then turned back, frowning tightly: "Why do you have to move out? Is it not good here?"
"It's very good here. But this is the home built by your Uncle Mo. Now that my little uncle has reached a certain age, he also needs to build a place like this by himself."
She didn't ask any more questions, tears filled her eyes and refused to drip out, very pitiful, like a fledgling chick waiting for rescue in the bleak autumn wind.Mo Bei couldn't bear to watch, and was about to comfort her when she spoke firmly, "I want to live with you."
This sentence obviously came out after struggling and weighing in his heart for a long time, but it was somewhat unexpected by Mo Bei.He paused slightly, then asked softly, "What about Uncle Mo and Aunt Mo?"
Han Jing bit her lip and struggled for a moment, then looked at him fixedly, clenched his sleeves even tighter, and her tone was as firm as an oath: "I want to live with you."
Mo Bei paused, looked at her carefully for a while, kissed her forehead, and said softly, "Alright."
From the age of nine to the age of 21, she had only Mo Bei in her heart and eyes, and all the tears she shed were for one person, and she had been willing to hit her head and bleed.Because he laughed and because he cried, she spent more than ten years, exhausted more than ten years of strength, chasing after a person's footsteps.It was like drinking a cup of sweet slow poison, sinking deeper and deeper, missing him and obsessing over him, stubbornness turned into paranoia, and even lost his soul, irreparable.
All she felt was sadness, endless sadness.Why did she come across the sentence she least believed in: The whole world knows that I love you, except you standing in front of me.
She has cried too many times for this person, and from today onwards, she no longer wants to shed tears for him.
Last autumn, on the third day of the car accident, Han Jing flew from T City to Singapore with Shen Yan, and Mo Bei and Jiang Nan saw her off.That was the last time she saw Mo Bei so far.
The two of them had been silently fighting in the days before that.Mo Bei's complexion didn't improve on the way to the airport either. She wore sunglasses and didn't take them off until she left the security check.His lips were slightly pursed, and he was speechless all the way.
He looked like this, obviously displeased.Yet there were others more displeased than he.Han Jing kept her face sullen all the way, keeping her head turned away from the window when she was in the car, and she kept looking at the security checkpoint when she arrived at the airport.In short, his eyes never met Mo Bei's, and he refused to say much, keeping the same expressionless face all the time.
So the task of smoothing things over fell on Jiangnan's shoulders.He smiled and asked her, "When will you come back after going this time?"
Han Jing's eyes turned to Jiang Nan's face, and she said calmly: "I won't come back again."
"I'm losing my temper again." Jiang Nan pinched her cheeks, but she frowned and pulled her away. He didn't care, glanced at Shen Yan, and said with a smile, "The bigger the bigger, the longer it will grow back. In the past, it was obvious that it was teased. Those who can laugh are now iceberg beauties."
Han Jing remained expressionless, and repeated what she said before: "I'm not losing my temper. If I say I won't come back, I won't come back."
Her tone was unprecedentedly decisive, Shen Yan opened his mouth and looked at her carefully for a while, but still didn't know what to say.Turning to look at Mo Bei, the latter was completely indifferent in casual clothes.He had no choice but to turn his head again, and said to Shen Yan: "After Jingjing passes by, there will definitely be troubles. Remember to call here when you have something to do."
Shen Yan smiled lightly: "Okay. But we still have to ask for her opinion on everything, and we can only speak after she agrees."
Shen Yan spoke very accurately.Han Jing refused all news from T City, and forbade him to disclose information to T City.Even things like her acceptance of Shen Yan's marriage proposal and her serious illness, Mo Bei and Jiang Nan only learned about it three months later.
Shen Yan proposed seven days after they arrived in Singapore.That day, he dragged Han Jing to the supermarket, preparing to cook a big dinner.But Han Jing's appetite was weak, the only vegetable she was willing to eat was a potato, and the only meat she was willing to eat was beef.After returning home, Shen Yan exhausted these two things, and made five dishes of potatoes alone, shredded potatoes, stewed beef brisket with potatoes, fried potato cubes, shredded potatoes, and potato soup.
After seeing it, Han Jing couldn't help laughing, and called him Chef Shen again and again, and then changed his name to Chef Shen.
Shen Yan tossed hard in the kitchen, Han Jing also agreed, even though she didn't have much appetite, she still ate a little of every dish, stewed beef brisket and shredded potatoes even used chopsticks many times.
It was easy.Shen Yan recalled the interesting things he encountered when he and Han Jing traveled to European countries, and laughter could be heard from time to time in the restaurant.At the end of the meal, Shen Yan got up and went to the bedroom.When he came out after a while, he had a handmade ceramic cup in his hand.That cup looked so familiar to Han Jing that it was very similar to the one he gave her when she was 17 years old, almost exactly the same.
"This is the one I made that year and gave it to you." Shen Yan smiled, "It was the time I came from China. Before going to the airport, I picked you up and stole it from your room."
"..."
"There is actually a little thing in this cup." He narrowed his eyes slightly, and carefully pressed the lower part of the cup with the most sensitive part of his fingertips. After a while, he suddenly exerted force, and soon there was a slight "click" sound, and the tattoo The body of the blue and white cup was collapsed in one place, exposing a narrow gap inside.
He swung the slit downwards, and a moment later a gizmo actually poured out.
It is a three-color gold ring with three rings inlaid with diamonds. Each ring is inlaid with fine diamonds. The gold and white are interlaced and exquisitely carved. Even under the soft restaurant lights, it still shines brightly.
Han Jing looked at the diamond ring without moving.
From the posture in front of her, she could tell what was going to happen next. She wasn't joyful or excited, but she didn't necessarily feel disgusted either.It's just that I'm still a little bit at a loss subconsciously, and I always feel that it's too early.However, her face was as delicate and soft as ever, her lips were pursed, showing no emotion.
"Mr. Mo said that you have plans to marry me. But I think it's more appropriate for me to propose a marriage." The ring was held flat in his palm, and it was so beautiful and delicate that it dazzled people.His voice was deep and extremely gentle, almost bewitching, "This diamond ring is not very expensive, but I bought it with all my salary from working during the summer vacation. I thought about it for a week, but I don't know what to do." How to propose is appropriate. I know you don't like too fancy, and I don't know what to say that will move you."
"Now you may feel that you are still young and marriage is still far away. But for me, I have never been so eager to cherish someone. This desire is so strong that I can no longer bear it, and I want to speak Marriage proposal." He looked at her for a moment, and his voice was sincere and pious, "Han Jing, will you marry me?"
Han Jing never doubted Shen Yan's emotions.
When he looked at her, his eyes were usually very restrained, but even if she moved ten meters away from him, he could quickly notice her at the same time.
The emotion in Shen Yan's eyes that night was like a vast ocean, deep and vast, with no concealment of affection.He has always maintained the posture of holding the ring in his hand, waiting for her answer, without blinking his eyes.With his handsome face and such gaze, even a girl who has never lived before may be tempted when she sees him like this for the first time.
Han Jing stared at the diamond ring, tilted her head slightly, lost in thought.After a long time, his eyes finally turned back to his pretty face, and his voice was hoarse but clear: "...OK."
She said it calmly, but Shen Yan seemed to be shaken.He couldn't speak for a while, but just looked at her steadily.
It took a while to finally believe what she said, eyes blinked several times, moved his lips, and said: "...Thank you."
He lowered his head slightly, held her with his cool and sweaty hands, and put the ring on carefully inch by inch.
If it was according to Shen Yan's original intention, then he probably wanted to drag Han Jing to the church the next second he proposed that day.However, considering that Han Jing's leg injury was still unhealed, their wedding still had to be held in the winter of that year.
However, what was unexpected was that after Han Jing recovered from her leg injury, she began to fall ill again. Her illness was unprecedentedly severe, and her wedding date had to be postponed to the spring of the following year.
Almost both of them tacitly understood that most of her illness this time was caused by psychological reasons.The high fever persisted, the appetite was low and vomiting continued, the headache was about to explode, and she couldn't sleep all night. Han Jing lost weight at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye, like a leaf full of holes, as if slightly wrong. Open your eyes, you may leave at any time.However, her attitude was as tough as ever, and there was no room for maneuver. No one dared to persuade her to see a doctor.
When Shen Yan came back from the outside that day, he knocked on the bedroom door and then pushed it open. With a glance, the person lying on the big soft bed was almost lifeless.His complexion suddenly turned pale, and he almost trotted over, patting her face, and finally felt relieved when his fingers touched a little warmth.
His movements are not small, and even a deep sleeper can be woken up, let alone Han Jing who has become a habit of light sleep.She slowly opened her eyes, frowned slightly, and her voice was hoarse: "What's wrong?"
Shen Yan held her hand, the two of them couldn't even tell who was cooler than the other.He frowned tightly, and tried to keep his voice steady: "Han Jing, can you take some medicine? May I ask you to take some medicine?"
He grew up so big, he had never begged like this before.He just came back from outside, and came to see her before he even had time to change his clothes.Sitting next to her bed at the moment, her eyes were deep, her face was obviously haggard and distressed.
Han Jing pursed her lips and said nothing after a while, "I'm not going to die."
"But I'm very scared." Shen Yan carefully persuaded, "Your illness is very curable. The doctor said that whether it's traditional or western medicine, it only takes three or four days. Taking medicine will not cause any terrible consequences. The medicines formulated for you are not bitter, they are all coated with sugar, or a little sour and sweet. If you are still worried, I will give you a prescription, if you take one dose, I will take another dose with you, okay?"
He was quiet, and then spoke softly, as if talking to himself: "I know you are not afraid of death, but I am afraid of your death. Why do you refuse to take medicine?"
He pulled the pillow on the back of Han Jing who was sitting up, and raised his eyebrows, his expression was not as calm as before.Han Jing looked at him, but said something irrelevant: "I promised you the marriage proposal very quickly, do you feel uneasy?"
"...Yes." Shen Yan wanted to deny it, but he couldn't lie under her eyes, so he could only admit it in a low voice, "I'm only [-]% sure of proposing. I never thought I'd win the lottery."
"You think I'm angry?" Seeing that Shen Yan nodded after hesitating for a moment, she said without moving her eyelashes, "Then you still propose?"
"What if I don't even have a [-]% certainty in the future? My palms were as cold that day as they are today." He held her hand and looked at her, "It's not just a day or two that you like Mo Bei. And you still like him to this day."
He mentioned the word Mo Bei, but Han Jing still didn't move.He just turned his eyes slightly to look out the window, pursed his lips slightly and did not reply for a long time.
"Actually, you don't have to agree to the proposal. It would be cruel to give me hope and let me down again." Shen Yan said softly, "Han Jing, let me ask you for the last time, will you marry me?"
Han Jing turned her head and smiled at him, saying, "Since I promised to marry you, I won't leave you unless you treat me badly after marriage."
Shen Yan looked at her for a while, then said in a deep voice: "Then what if Mo Bei snatches the marriage? Will you marry me?"
Han Jing raised her eyes to look at him, but she didn't answer her eyes. It was obvious that she hadn't thought about this question.After pausing for a while, he lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "How could a person like him do such a thing as robbery?"
Shen Yan took a deep look at her and didn't make any further comments.
After all, Han Jing followed Shen Yan to the hospital for a physical examination.
For Han Jing, her life from childhood to adulthood can be regarded as good.After coming to Singapore, Shen Yan was as meticulous as a needle, and arranged her life to be tight.Before coming to Singapore, it has become an instinct for Mo Bei to love her.Food and clothing are the best, and you don't even need to say anything you can think of, Mo Bei has already delivered the things.
It's just that Shen Yan didn't know that she actually extremely rejected everything related to the physical examination.
She fears hospitals, doctors, pills, and even thermometers.The death of her parents when she was five years old caused psychological trauma to Han Jing. The hospital is equivalent to death, and the doctor is equivalent to a sentence of death. Pills are only the catalyst of death. This kind of stubborn cognition is of no avail even if Mo Bei secretly invites countless psychiatrists to treat her. .
However, children have always been the favorite targets of influenza, and even Han Jing, who is cared for and cared for, cannot escape. When Han Jing was 13 years old, she suffered a serious illness in the winter. After being cured, she became fat instead of thin, but it made Mo Beiqing lose a lot of weight.
Han Jing's cheeks were flushed with fever, but she stubbornly refused to take her temperature. She could only rely on the back of Mo Bei's hand and forehead to help estimate the whole process; then she refused to take medicine, her mouth was closed tighter than a shell, and she could only rely on the family doctor for the whole process The extremely rotten medicinal porridge was used to assist the treatment.Not to mention the injection and intravenous drip, that would be completely insulated from Han Jing.
No matter how patient Mo Bei was, Han Jing lost his temper during that time: "If you don't drink Chinese medicine and don't take Western medicine, I'll treat you, it's more of a headache than dealing with the stubborn old men in the company."
Han Jing answered him by hugging the quilt and turning over, then adjusted her posture and continued to sleep.
For the present Han Jing, these pasts are neither wanted nor can be brought up again.She silently followed Shen Yan through the physical examination from head to toe, frowning throughout.While Han Jing was waiting for the results of the physical examination, Shen Yan left for a long time, and when she came back, she was holding a bunch of colorful medicines in her arms. Han Jing finally couldn't help it. If there was a table in front of her right now, she might have turned it over a long time ago: " What kind of mess are these medicines? Can I not take them?"
Shen Yan was very calm: "From the doctor's point of view, it can't. I was told just now that you have gastritis, cholecystitis, anemia, physiological disorders and mild myocarditis. But I can take these medicines with you. You can take a portion and I Is it okay to eat one?"
"..." Han Jing looked at him blankly for a while, then turned and left.
The physical examination was just the beginning, followed by continuous nightmares.Apart from the endless bottles and cans, Shen Yan also brought her a lot of soup.Han Jing wanted to resist several times, but as soon as she wanted to refuse, Shen Yan made two parts of the pills and soup, handed one to her, and drank the other as a gesture.
His behavior made Han Jing very annoyed, but he couldn't get angry.After a week like this, Han Jing finally broke out: "You can do it! If you do this again, I will run away from home!"
Shen Yan was a little dumbfounded by her, and with great difficulty, he regained his composure and continued to stir the soup: "It's fine. Let me know when you run away from home, and we will elope."
"...Shen Yan! I'm serious!"
Shen Yan didn't pay attention to her eyebrows that were about to rise, and said calmly: "This medicine... this soup contains a part of estrogen. You see, I have been drinking with you for a week. If you want me to If you become half male and half female, then I will drink half a bowl with you every day."
"..."
Han Jing was so suppressed by Shen Yan that she had no strength to resist.She couldn't be as rude to him as she was to Mo Bei.And no matter how gentle Shen Yan is, he will not indulge without a bottom line like Mo Bei.
When Han Jing got along with Shen Yan, the cautious feeling was transferred to Shen Yan.She just feels relaxed.
A few days later, Han Jing's physical condition felt better, and Jiang Nan suddenly called.
The moment Han Jing saw the incoming call, her expression turned cold.
Jiang Nan's voice was no longer sloppy, with a tone of "you need to explain carefully": "Jingjing, this is really not your style."
Han Jing was feeding the fish one after another at the time, holding the phone and answering casually: "My style has changed a few years ago."
Jiang Nan held back his anger: "If I didn't know about such a big matter from others, wouldn't you be going to tell me and Mo Bei?"
"Whether I say it or not, you will always know it a moment before it happens."
Jiang Nan was finally furious: "Han Jing! Come back from Singapore! You can't marry Shen Yan, do you know that?"
"Why not?" Han Jing thought for a while and said, "I remember you told me before, telling me not to find someone like you or my little uncle. Which one of Shen Yan doesn't meet your aesthetic standards, why should I Do you have to listen to what you say?"
Jiang Nan was choked half to death, took a deep breath, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you really want to come?"
"Where do I look like a fake?"
Jiang Nan couldn't help being furious again: "You have loved Mo Bei for so many years, and now you want to marry Shen Yan?? Okay, come on, come on, tell me, what do you really think?"
After saying this, both sides were silent for a moment.Han Jing was shocked for longer than Jiang Nan expected, and the whole sentence was divided into several paragraphs before she said it: "When... did you know?"
Jiang Nan also remained silent, sighed for a while, and his tone eased a lot: "In short, you can't marry Shen Yan, Jingjing."
"answer me!"
Jiang Nan was silent for a while, and sighed again: "Who can't see your little actions? I'll give you everything you want, and come back to T City, okay?"
Han Jing looked up at the cloudless and fine weather, and forced back the full tears. Her throat was blocked and she couldn't speak.
"As for Mo Bei, I really don't know what he's thinking, and I can't even ask. But Jingjing, what are you going to do when you marry Shen Yan? Asking for a toy you don't like, when did you become like this?"
"Shen Yan is not a toy." Han Jing said coldly, "There's nothing wrong with being with him, at least I won't be unhappy. Yi Ning likes you, so what's the point of marrying you? Why do I have to?" asking for trouble?"
Jiang Nan was choked again, and it took him a while to say: "Don't expose my scars when you become angry. Yi Ning and I are different from you and Mo Bei. Yes, you and Shen Yan may be easy to get along with, won't you Happy. But you will not be very happy. You are so paranoid that all the happiness and pain can only come from one person. Someone can make it, but you can't. You are so young and make such a big decision, you will regret it later of."
"I definitely won't regret it." Han Jing cut off his words, and threw all the fish food in her hand into the pond, "If you want to stop me, you should think of other ways. Stop trying to educate me, I Can't listen."
(two)
After Han Jing cut off the phone, she locked herself in the bedroom and played the violin all afternoon.There was a piano score in front of her, but she didn't follow the guidance at all. Instead, she used as much force as she wanted, and soared as high as she wanted. She herself was deaf.
The next morning, Han Jing continued her tireless magic sound work in her bedroom.In her hands, the violin turned into a razor-sharp dagger, causing the servants to burst into pieces.However, someone finally had to knock on her door at the last moment before she died, and said respectfully, "Miss Han, there is a Mr. Mo named Mo Bei looking for you outside."
Han Jing's bowstring suddenly pulled, and a string broke in response.
When Mo Bei walked into Han Jing's room, he first smelled a light fruity aroma.Shen Yan is committed to making Han Jing receive meticulous and comfortable care in Singapore, and even such details are copied from T City.
And Han Jing squatted on the ground with her back facing him, her shoulder blades on her back thinned into the shape of two butterfly bone wings, holding a violin in her arms, and she fiddled with it with her hands, without turning her head.
After he took a few steps closer, he found that she was cutting the strings one by one with scissors.She clearly saw his trousers and smelled his inherent and never-changing unique fragrance, but she refused to look up all the time.
However, at this moment, in Han Jing's trembling hands, it may be difficult to cut a piece of paper.She tried harder and harder, but it was all in vain.Mo Bei squatted down beside her, she lowered her head, raised her eyes a little and saw his light-colored shirt again, his slender and well-proportioned arms, he was not far or close to her, and his breathing was steady, she knew it even before she raised her head He was looking at her with those most beautiful eyes.
Mo Bei did look at her momentarily, and after a while, he said her name in a low voice: "Jingjing."
When he uttered these two words, he murmured like honey.It was deep and sweet, as gentle as the hands he used to touch her forehead, unchanged for more than ten years.
Han Jing suppressed her breathing and choked sobs, stiffened her back and lowered her head, motionless.
Mo Bei stretched out a hand with slender and distinct fingers. At this moment, he was holding the back of her hand calmly, preventing her from further reducing the strings. His voice was soft, and he said again: "Jingjing."
Impatient, Han Jing raised the scissors inadvertently, and the sharpest part encountered an obstacle inadvertently. She was startled, and turned her head, only to find that Mo Bei's arm had been cut by more than ten centimeters, and blood immediately flowed down the lines.
Han Jing stared blankly for two seconds, then threw the scissors and the violin on the ground.Mo Bei pressed the wound with his other hand, and the blood dripped to the floor along his fingers, which was shockingly red.
She was finally willing to look up at him, her eyes a little confused.Mo Bei's expression was calm, and he ignored the treatment of the injury. He wanted to caress her cheek with his fingers, but when he lifted it up, he found that his hands were covered with blood, so he had to give up.
Before he came to Singapore, Han Jing thought about the emotions he might experience when he learned of her marriage, and imagined several ways to confront him, but he never imagined that he would be able to deal with the fact that she and Shen Yan were married. So calm, so calm that she was at a loss, and so calm that she gritted her teeth.
The two of them sat on the sofa, three meters apart.Han Jing looked at him as if she was negotiating with an enemy.His expression was cold, and his tone was even worse: "What are you doing here?"
Mo Bei put one hand on the wound and looked at her intently, his tone was as gentle as ever, maybe a little more gentle than before: "I'll take you home."
Han Jing turned her face away and refused to meet his gaze, the corners of her eyes seemed to be covered with frost: "This is my future home."
Mo Bei looked at her stiff side face, and after a while, said each word carefully: "If I say, I beg you, don't marry Shen Yan, come home with me, is it okay?"
Han Jing was slightly shocked, and slowly turned her head to look at him. Mo Bei had come to her at some point, squatted halfway, held her hand with his clean hand, and said softly, "OK? "
Han Jing's eyes suddenly turned hot: "Give me a reason."
Mo Bei looked at her again, and Han Jing looked at him without blinking. After a while, he watched him raise her hand, open his palm, and kiss it lightly.
"Is that reason enough?"
Han Jing's eyes widened in an instant, and she opened her mouth slightly, unable to say anything.After a while, he shook his head, his voice choked up, but at the same time he said hard: "You used to do this too often. This is not a reason."
She pushed him away to leave, but Mo Bei grabbed both arms and forced her back onto the sofa.He pressed up skillfully, held her wrist, fixed her chin, lowered his eyelashes slightly, and approached slowly, at the moment when Han Jing's face was flushed, he kissed the corner of her lips lightly.
"That's it, is it enough?"
Han Jing's tears fell down the moment his lips left.It's like a lake that has collapsed, once it bursts out, it can't be stopped.
She had waited so long for this moment.
Han Jing bit her lip tightly, still unable to swallow her choked voice.Mo Bei wanted to wrap her in his arms, but Han Jing pushed her away violently.He paused, took out a handkerchief and wiped her face little by little, his movements were as gentle as ever, and he didn't make a sound for a while.
Han Jing's eyes were blurred with tears, but her expression was always stubborn. It was the expression she was used to when she decided to be stubborn and disobedient, which made Mo Bei pause for a while.
After a while, she wiped away her tears and looked at him coldly: "I won't go back."
"why?"
Han Jing's voice was as cold as a piece of ice: "Didn't you already know the reason? In a few days, I will go to try on wedding dresses with Shen Yan, and then I will hold a wedding with him."
Mo Bei looked at her, held her hand again, and said softly, "You're angry, aren't you?"
His brows and eyes are gentle, and his palms are warm, but they are no longer dry and slightly sweaty.It's just that Han Jing didn't notice that she tried to pull out her hand, but failed.She frowned and exerted more strength, and finally got rid of him.She was about to leave, but Mo Bei grabbed her and held her tightly in her arms.The blood from his wound stained her clothes, but neither of them seemed to have heard of it.Mo Bei said softly: "You have nothing to ask me?"
Han Jing kicked him softly, but it had no effect.This made her even more annoyed, and she answered neatly: "No."
"But I have something to tell you." Mo Bei turned her shoulders, looked her in the eyes and said, "You asked me before if I regretted anything. I will tell you now that I regret the most I have done. The most important thing is to marry Han Bing and let you go to England with Shen Yan. I regret it very much, regret it terribly."
Han Jing remained motionless, her entire face condensed into a sculpture.
"Don't marry Shen Yan, is that okay?" Mo Bei leaned over slightly, and straightened her stubborn face. His forehead was pressed against hers. The two breathed and smelled each other, and could almost feel each other's affection Body temperature, his words are as gentle as ever, "Let me handle the rest. Come home with me, okay?"
Han Jing looked at him, tears gradually seeped from the corners of her eyes.It wasn't until the image in front of her became blurred again that she took a deep breath and firmly pushed away his hand.
She took a step back, stood by the window, and said quietly, "I don't."
She really wanted to say to him, do you know how hard it is for me to wait for you?Do you know that I almost died here last year?Do you know that I was so embarrassed by Han Bing's words like a poisonous needle that I almost wanted to commit suicide?
But she couldn't say anything about it.She used to be so humble and cowardly, so what if she said it?In Han Bing's words, she did all of this voluntarily, and she is to blame.
I used to love you so much, but you turned back when I had already decided to give up.
Han Jing just stared at him fiercely, her eyes were bright with water droplets, and repeated again: "I don't."
When Shen Yan came back at noon, Han Jing was the only one in the room.She was lying on the bed, with her back to him, quietly looking as if she was asleep.
He thought for a while, then walked over and patted her shoulder lightly through the quilt: "Han Jing, it's time for us to have lunch."
Han Jing tried harder to bury herself in the quilt, and said in a muffled voice: "I don't want to eat."
Shen Yan said: "Eat a little, the chef has put in a lot of effort to prepare it, so you can't let it down, right? If you don't want to get out of bed, how about I bring you the dishes?"
Han Jing had no choice but to lift the quilt abruptly, and what caught her eyes was Shen Yan's face.She observed his face very carefully, Shen Yan smiled: "What's wrong?"
"...It's nothing." She had to lower her head, "Let's go to the restaurant to eat."
On the second day, Mo Bei was blocked by Han Jing from the gate.Han Jing was in a daze in the yard for a while, found a sketch pad and two pieces of sketch paper, imagined Shen Yan's demeanor and facial features, and began to outline them.She drew very carefully, but she would stop her pen from time to time, hold her chin in a daze for a while, and then she seemed to come back suddenly and pinch the pencil to smear again.
When Shen Yan came back in the evening, Han Jing had completed most of the sketches.She waited for him to approach, and showed him the result. She rarely showed a smile, full of a sense of accomplishment: "How is my painting?"
"Very good." Shen Yan took the drawing board and looked at it carefully for a while before speaking, "Why do you think of drawing me?"
"I just remembered it suddenly today." Han Jing put away the pencil and said, "I have nothing to do anyway."
Shen Yan smiled slightly: "Then when you are almost in good health, I'll find you something to do?"
Han Jing hesitated for a moment, then said, "Shen Yan, you know that Mo Bei came to Singapore yesterday."
Shen Yan said: "Then what?"
"...you don't want to know what we talked about?"
"I don't want to." Shen Yan said lightly, "But I think I can guess it. And you are drawing a sketch for me now, reminding me that I promised you on your 19th birthday that I am willing to help you achieve one thing .This promise has not been fulfilled until now. So what now? Are you going to use this promise to let me call off the engagement?"
His tone was slightly sharp, Han Jing frowned slightly, and said after a while: "I will marry you."
"Han Jing, tell me, tell me with your heart, do you really want to divorce me?"
Han Jing looked up at him, Shen Yan's eyes were deep and dark, with an unquestionable question.She opened her mouth, but in the end she still didn't speak.He lowered his head again.
"Let's think about it." Shen Yan bent his lips and smiled silently, "I asked you, what would you do if Mo Bei came to snatch the marriage. My intuition is still very accurate, isn't it?"
Han Jing looked at him in a daze, not knowing what to say.She almost bit her lips, and finally whispered: "I told you, I won't go back with him."
Shen Yan let out a sigh of relief: "I didn't mean to blame you. I just want you to imagine, what do you plan to do after you get married? You used to be satisfied that you could be with him, but now He finally said such things as you wished, but you didn't want to marry me again. You said you wanted to marry me, I was very happy, but what happened after you were happy? I don't know what you think, I Worrying again."
Han Jing raised her face, full of confusion, and it took her a long time to focus, looking at him as if begging for help.Shen Yan looked away and said softly: "Han Jing, you make your own decision. I will stay in the company for two days and will not go home. Han Jing, I will give you three days to think about it. After three days, if you decide to I will not disagree with the divorce. But if you still promise to marry me, then you are not allowed to think about him in the future. "
He paused and said, "You have to think about it."
Han Jing stayed alone in the huge house for three days, and nothing disturbed her "consideration".Since she was a child, she only made others feel embarrassed, and never thought that she would deal with such embarrassing things.Every day besides eating and sleeping, I was just in a daze, and my head started to hurt when I thought about it.
Mo Bei came twice more in the middle, but she refused to see him.His extremely pleasing face is like a spell to her, as long as she smiles lightly, her psychological defense will fall short.
She remembered that when she was a child, she came home after school and walked into the courtyard. Mo Bei was half squatting and teasing a strange and cute Samoyed.
He raised his head to see her, smiled slightly, picked up a purple flower on the nearest plant, lowered his head and stuffed the flower stalk into the puppy's mouth, then patted its head, pointed at Han Jing, and pulled He closed its ears and said something.Soon the short-legged puppy rushed over and slammed on the brakes in front of her, with its ears erect, its tail wagging cheerfully, holding a bouquet in its mouth, and looking at her with dark and round eyes.
Han Jing couldn't help but bend her eyes, knelt down and took the bouquet in her hand, and hugged the puppy in her arms, stroking its soft and warm fur.Mo Bei washed his hands and came over, brushed her hair, kissed her lightly on the forehead, and said with a smile, "Do you like it? Do you want to name it?"
Han Jing looked up at him: "Just call Mo Bei?"
"Okay." Mo Bei nodded without changing his expression, "I'll buy another bird sometime later, and I'll call it Han Jing, do you think it's okay?"
She pinched his arm with her nails, thought for a while and said, "Then it's called Ruyi."
Mo Bei smiled and rubbed the top of her hair again: "As long as you like it. Is it cold? Let's go back to the house."
The memories are too heavy and never fade, every time seems to be vivid, as if it just happened.She touched her cheek, as if there was the warmth of Mo Bei's palm there.
For the rest of her life, she couldn't really let go.
But she also understands Shen Yan's unreserved actions.His thoughtfulness and just-right silence.The house was quite empty when she first moved in, but in just half a year, Shen Yan has already filled it up, and almost everything is arranged according to her preferences, so that no one that can make people feel comfortable is missed. detail.
Shen Yan's marriage proposal that time was undoubtedly killing three birds with one stone.Needless to say, it is unique and creative; if she nods, the meaning of the cup will be fulfilled, and the ring will continue to fulfill the promise instead of the cup; Think about it.
Shen Yan is a straightforward and decisive person.
(three)
Three days later, when Shen Yan came back, Han Jing had already packed her luggage.In fact, she didn't have anything to take away except her documents and mobile phone.Shen Yan sat on the sofa and watched her carry a light handbag down the stairs, without saying a word.
Half of his face was hidden in the shadows, his eyes were covered by thick eyelashes, his expression was calm and indifferent, hiding all his emotions well.
Standing on the last step of the stairs, Han Jing held her handbag tightly and said softly, "...my flight is at two o'clock in the afternoon."
Shen Yan gave a "hmm" and said softly, "With Mo Bei?"
"No. I'll go back by myself."
Shen Yan took a deep look at her, then turned his face away, his whole body hid in the dark, and said indifferently: "Travel safe. I'll ask the driver to take you to the airport."
"No need. I can take a taxi by myself."
Shen Yan insisted: "I'll ask the driver to take you to the airport."
Han Jing didn't have the courage to look at him.She walked out of the living room, and Shen Yan went out together.The two waited for the driver to slowly drive over. Han Jing took a deep breath, turned around, finally looked at him, and said softly, "...I'm sorry."
Shen Yan turned his eyes away, pursed his lips and did not speak.After a while, he said in a low voice: "I used to think that it was because I didn't do well enough. Then I found out that even if I did a good job, as long as Mo Bei is still alive, or if he is even dead, you I wouldn't take my eyes off him even an iota. I know you tried to break free, otherwise you wouldn't agree to my original confession. I thought I had a chance too, but in the end I found that everything was in vain. "
Han Jing had no way to answer him.
He was right.
The power of time cannot be estimated. After more than 20 years of getting along, even a drop of water can wear through a stone, not to mention her obsessions that have accumulated over time.
Some things and some people have already been firmly engraved, from the top to the bottom, every inch of memory is permeated with traces.Time can only allow more and more longings to settle in the irresistible memories again and again. No matter whether it was sadness or joy before, it has become an indelible brand, which cannot be removed or smoothed.
What is deliberately preserved is always lost first.What you want to do, you often can't do.She is a stubborn person, and it is difficult to do it.
Perhaps Han Jing's apology could not make up for one percent of Shen Yan's bad mood.After he finished speaking, he kept his face cold, his face was like a perfect piece of cold jade, and he didn't say a word.
When Han Jing got into the car and the engine started, he knocked on the car window and watched her lower the window, his voice was still faint: "I really want to make a better impression on you in the end. Unfortunately, I am not Saint, there is no way to watch you leave and laugh."
He straightened up, put his hands in the pockets of the windbreaker, his whole body looked more straight and straight, his hair was slightly blown in the wind, and his voice was calm: "Goodbye, Han Jing."
Han Jing went back to T city, but she didn't go back to the villa immediately after leaving the airport. Instead, she took a taxi to the train station, bought a ticket for the nearest ticket, and got on the train aimlessly.
Before getting into the car, she withdrew enough cash from a nearby bank to last a month.He turned off his cell phone and refused to be contacted by anyone.She was upset now, she didn't want to talk, move, or be touched by anyone. It was undoubtedly difficult to get on the train with this mentality. Han Jing really couldn't bear it halfway, and she got off the train before the journey was over.
It's not too close to T City. If Mo Bei wanted to find her, he would at least spend some time.And by the time he found this place, she probably had already left and gone to another city.
Han Jing has always paid attention to enjoyment. Although the city was randomly selected, her basic necessities of life must be kept perfect.She also has no concept of financial management, so the cash in her hand was spent within half a month, so she had to go to the self-service teller machine to withdraw money again, and then took the cash to another city again.
After two months like this, it was late spring, and Mo Bei still couldn't find her.
If she hadn't come back from Singapore, then today should be the time for her and Shen Yan to get married.The date was chosen carefully and carefully, but the bride left without saying goodbye.She had no way of knowing how Shen Yan would explain to the whole family if she went away like this and never came back.She has been willful, but it doesn't mean she won't feel guilty.She owed so much to Shen Yan, as small as the sketch that was not fully drawn so far, as large as today's absent bride's wedding, the amount is already innumerable.
Probably there will be no chance of repayment in the future.
Thinking of this, I lost even interest in shopping.Han Jing went back to the hotel early, and when she got off the taxi, she found that the wallet in her handbag had disappeared.
She froze for a moment.I turned the bag over and over twice, but still couldn't find the wallet.Han Jing felt a chill down her spine, but luckily she still had some small change in her pocket, she hurriedly paid and returned to the hotel, sat down heavily on the bed, turned her handbag several times, finally realized the fact that it was stolen, couldn't help covering it Eyes let out a long sigh.
Her handbag was intact, presumably the thief's hand went straight in through the opening, clipped her wallet out accurately, and slipped away among the crowd.Fortunately, the bank card and ID card were not put together, and there was not much cash left, so her loss was not too big.
However, once she reports the loss of her bank card, it means she has to expose her whereabouts.With Mo Bei's ability, it was as easy as pie to find her by following the clues.
It's just that Han Jing didn't expect Mo Bei to come so quickly.Two hours after she reported the loss, there was someone standing in front of her hotel room knocking on the door regularly, two taps, a two-second pause, and two more taps.
Han Jing looked through the cat's eyes, Mo Bei stood outside the door, tilted his head slightly, frowned, crossed his arms, and tapped his slender fingers on his elbows.She held her breath and did not move. He suddenly raised his head, his eyes seemed to be looking directly into her eyes through the cat's eyes, making Han Jing straighten up immediately.
His voice was not loud, but it was enough for her to hear clearly: "Jingjing, open the door."
Han Jing didn't move.
"I lost my wallet. If I'm not here, do you still have money for dinner tomorrow? Huh?"
Han Jing frowned, and stood straight at the door, still not moving.
Mo Bei tilted his head slightly, thought for a moment, and his eyes suddenly overflowed with tenderness: "It's been two months since you ran out alone. Yesterday I finished the custom-made wedding dress for you. When do you want to go back?"
This time Han Jing finally opened the door reluctantly.Blocked the door and looked at him coldly: "What wedding dress?"
Mo Bei looked at her with a smile on his lips: "A pure white wedding dress. There are also beautiful hairpins and shoes. You will definitely like it."
Han Jing's tone was still cold: "What if I don't like it?"
"You have to go back to find out if you like it or not, don't you?" Mo Bei took a step forward and hugged her tightly. Seeing that there was no objection, he tightened his arms and pulled her into the house together to close the door.
She was placed on his lap, his fingers brushed her hair, Han Jing didn't move, her brows and eyes were still cold, and she struggled to get out of his embrace two seconds later.Mo Bei grabbed her tightly and fixed her back in his arms again. Han Jing struggled again, failed again, gave up this time, and did not soften at all when she spoke again: "How did you find this place?"
Mo Bei looked at her carefully: "Jiangnan came here for a meeting. He lived in this hotel for two days. He met you at breakfast, but you didn't see him."
"Then when did you come here?"
"He called me and I came right away. Been staying for over a week, just downstairs from yours."
"How did you know I lost my wallet?"
"Your bank card is reported as lost, but what is it if you lose your wallet?"
Han Jing's expressionless face turned her eyes to one side, and after a long while she said, firmly: "I don't want to see you."
"But I want to see you." Mo Bei held her hands and kissed them one by one. His lips were soft and soft, like long silk threads, and the touch stretched all the way to the tip of her heart.Mo Bei hugged him tightly again, sighed, and said softly, "I miss you very much."
Han Jing still seemed unmoved.
"Don't ask me what I'm doing here this time?"
Han Jing tried to move, but still couldn't break free from him.She kicked him, but he grabbed her legs together.She was finally forced to give up, and said with a cold face: "I don't care what you do, it has nothing to do with me."
Mo Bei smiled softly and stopped answering.His lips touched her eyes little by little, forcing her to close them.His lips are as gentle as his temper, like a dragonfly touching water, and there are layers of ripples.
This kiss lasted so long, so long that Han Jing didn't know when she began to melt from the inside out.It's like chocolate powder in a cup of hot milk, blending into each other bit by bit.So the powder is no longer a powder, and the milk turns into a silky and rich cocoa color.Difficult to separate.
Han Jing couldn't sleep all night.In the early morning of the next day, I realized a problem belatedly, and I almost jumped up in shock.Mo Bei pressed her shoulder again, his fingers were flexible and flexible, and after finishing tying a beautiful bow at her neckline, he asked slowly, "What's wrong?"
Han Jing stared at him: "You talked about a wedding dress last night, what kind of wedding dress? How could there be a wedding dress? When did I agree... You, you married me?"
She said that by the end it was pink from her neck to the base of her ears.Mo Bei smiled: "I snatched you from Shen Yan's hands and made you lose a wedding, so you have to pay for another one, right?"
With gentle eyes, he wrapped his arms around her waist, restrained his smile, and watched her slowly speak: "Then what about you, Jingjing, do you want to marry me?"
Han Jing looked into his eyes, the ocean was raging inside, almost drowning her.Her tears were about to come up in vain again, she blinked a few times quickly to force the wetness back, turned her face away, and said slowly and inaudibly: "Then please beg me."
Mo Bei gave a "huh", tilted his head slightly and thought for a while, then held her shoulders and said seriously, "Jingjing, my princess, my pearl, my soul, please marry me." Give it to me, can you?"
Han Jing's face burned red in that instant.
The relationship between Han Jing and Mo Bei gradually returned to the past.But it has added something more than before.That day she was nestling at home with Mo Bei and watching a movie. She was pillowed on Mo Bei's lap, and she suddenly recalled it, and soon thought of a few unpleasant questions that she didn't ask.
With her hands on Mo Bei's legs, she leaned forward and looked down at his handsome face, and asked a very vulgar question that almost every girl in love wants to know: "When did you start to treat me so badly?" What do I really like?"
Mo Bei blinked his eyes, but didn't answer for a moment.
Han Jing moved a little closer, and Mo Bei retreated calmly.Han Jing continued to approach and asked him to retreat to the back of the sofa. Their foreheads were close to each other, and their eyes were close to each other. She continued to ask: "Since you started so early, why didn't you start talking first? Let Jiangnan call me." forward?"
"..."
"If I don't marry Shen Yan, are you going to keep silent?"
"..."
These all belong to the question that speaking the truth is bound to die, and telling lies is bound to die.Mo Bei naturally knew it too, so he didn't answer a word in the end.
Three months later, the summer sun was shining brightly, and the flowers in the villa were in full bloom. Layers upon layers of petals scrambled to stretch out wantonly, almost breaking the branches.
Han Jing is wearing a white wedding dress. The long, floor-length skirt is romantic and imaginative, and everything is perfect.The champagne-colored shoes showed a corner, and the pearls on them silently proclaimed beauty and love.Han Jing was holding a bouquet of flowers, her slender eyelashes were long, her smile was bright, her lips were curled up like a delicate rose.
Mo Bei pinched her waist, and he tilted his head slightly, with a gentle smile on his brows and eyes.She put her arms around his neck, and she could see him when she looked up, and every day in the future, she could see him and get close to him like today.
In the future, happiness will continue forever.
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