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Chapter 114 Utopia Township (6)

"Jingle Bell--"

In the early morning, the ringing of the alarm clock woke up the last trace of drowsiness. Zhao Yutang used to close his eyes and wake up for a while when he woke up, and then followed his memory to press the alarm clock with his hand. Just as his hand touched the bedside table, there was a sudden warmth on his back. Liang Jinjin put his hand on the back of her hand and turned off the alarm clock first.

Zhao Yutang's still not sober nerves trembled suddenly. How had she ever been so close to anyone?Before opening his eyes, he subconsciously flung his unretracted hand away.

"Snapped!"

Her fingers were held by someone, and she opened her eyes at the same moment, facing a young, beautiful, incomparably clear and indifferent face, a masculine face.

She stared blankly at the man who suddenly appeared on her bed, she removed her grip, but her eyes were still wary, "Who are you?"

She doesn't know this man.

While thinking this way, a voice in her heart kept objecting, reminding her that something went wrong.

The man looked into her eyes, and she looked back without avoiding it, feeling like an experiment lying on the operating table to be disassembled. His gaze was like a knife blade, scraping off her flesh one by one, looking straight at her. Not to her bloody bones.

He was studying her, Zhao Yutang realized this almost immediately, she turned her head, and struggled with the hand held by him, trying to break free from his shackles.

This overly good-looking man spoke, his tone was so gentle that it didn't match his expression.

"Yuyu?"

"Have you had a nightmare?"

In Zhao Yutang's memory at this moment, no one has ever called her name so intimately. She narrowed her eyes as if she was shocked, and there was a delicate tenderness on her back.

She repeated it again, this time in a less forceful, eccentric tone.

"who are you?"

Shen tired of imitating her, squinting his eyes, tilting his head and kissing her slightly trembling fingertips from fright and vigilance.

"I am your husband, Shen Yan."

He tilted his head, and Zhao Yutang could only see the drooping eyelashes when he said this, and the Adam's apple on the white neck was sliding gently, once and again, and her heartbeats also overlapped, hitting her chest again and again.

She was at a loss for a moment, but as soon as the word "Shen Yan" came out, the floodgates in her mind seemed to open, and a large number of memory fragments poured out. Scenes flashed, all of which were the familiar face of the man.

They met on the university campus. They were an enviable couple when they were in school. Later, they joined the same company to work and entered the palace of marriage naturally...

There are traces of all this, and there is nothing to doubt, but Zhao Yutang seems to be unable to step on the truth, and always feels very unreal.

She would hold hands with someone until they get married?
Zhao Yutang looked up at the hand he was holding, there was still a slight warmth at the fingertips, his fingers were cold, but his lips were very hot.

There was not enough light in the room, and the man was almost in front of her, blocking out all the light. All she could see was the face carved out of cold jade, with long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and the thin eyelids folded when they were lowered. into a very thin line, these are obviously fickle eyes, but the lips are bright red.

If it was this face...

Zhao Yutang was not sure again.

Shen Yan has been waiting for her to speak, he has confidence in his ability, that person transformed him into his current appearance, and gave him a lot of authority here, he can easily delete the memory of the insider, Zhao Yutang does not exception.

But he still had an inexplicable emotion, eager to make this "dream" more real and firmer, so he lay down before Zhao Yutang opened his mouth, and hugged her tightly in his arms .

"Don't even I remember?"

The tone is low, revealing a little grievance, as if very sad.

Zhao Yutang shook his head subconsciously, "No, I remember."

Yes, and she remembered it very clearly, but when she looked back on the past, she couldn't remember the feeling at that time, the feeling of being confessed by him, the feeling of marrying him.But the feeling is an unpredictable thing. After so many years, it is only natural that I don’t remember it.

She was held in Shen Yan's arms, with his cold neck on the side of her face. Only his chest and lips seemed to be warm. When she breathed, she could smell the faint scent of his neck. It smelled very good. Zhao Yutang tilted her head. When she sniffed a few more times, she didn't notice the tense shoulders and necks because of her actions.

"I seem to have really had a nightmare."

In the dream, she was walking slowly in the icy and snowy fields alone. She walked for a long time without reaching the end, and she couldn't see other people. The biting coldness covered by frost was so real, as if she had really experienced it.

Shen Yan lowered her eyes, gently stroked her long hair, and comforted her wife like a real husband, "It's okay, the nightmares are all fake."

The two hugged quietly for a while, it was already dawn, and Shen Yan was about to go out to work, he was carrying a suit jacket to go out, his tie was hanging loosely at the neckline, and he didn't intend to tie it.

"Breakfast is on the table, contact me if you need anything."

Zhao Yutang was pulling on her slippers, she was still wearing a nightgown, she was looking up at the wedding photos hanging on the living room wall, Shen Yan was looking at her with a gentle smile on the photos, not even looking at the camera.

From this point of view, the two really have a good relationship.She responded, seeing that Shen Yan was about to go out wearing a loose tie, she couldn't help but stop him, "Wait."

It was broad daylight, the time when all the men were getting ready for work, and their wives would prepare breakfast and help their husbands tie their ties carefully.

Just like it is now.

Zhao Yutang lowered her eyes and helped him fasten the open neckline with her slender fingers, and then adjusted the tie skillfully and conscientiously. Her cheeks were radiant and fair, like high-quality suet jade, suitable for being held in hands and played with.

Shen Yan clearly knew the answer, but still wanted to ask again, "How could this happen?"

Zhao Yutang looked up at him, a little strange, "Didn't I always tie your tie for you?"

This scene often appears in those memory fragments. She stands in the bedroom or the living room, tying a man's tie and straightening his neckline. After the two say something, she will raise her face and have a long conversation with him in bright sunlight kiss.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yutang's ears felt hot, and she was still a little uncomfortable with the fact that she was married.

Shen Yan didn't speak, her messy hair was blown to his neck by the wind, it was very itchy, so painful.

He denied it in his heart: No, it's not me, the one you tie the tie on isn't me.

Maybe it's Wei Du, maybe it's the person she really likes in reality, but it's not him.

But what does it matter?

She is his wife now, and he will be a perfect husband, give her an ideal life, and give him everything.

She will, like all the people here, be immersed in false happiness.

　Zhao Yutang: "Well... the people I've tied the tie on are Xin Ran and Eric..."

　　Shen Yan: (nodding)
　　Dog men, all have to die, um, all have to die
　　
　
(End of this chapter)