The eldest daughter is committing suicide, and the marriage partner comes to redeem her

"Let me wash the dishes. You worked hard cooking."

Just after finishing the meal, Shen Zhiyan couldn't wait to stand up and prepare to clear the table, but a big hand pressed down her small hand.

"Your hands are for making incense, not for these things."

Shen Zhiyan subconsciously retorted: "Your hands are still used to sign documents."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Zhiyan could not help but be stunned. She explained: "I mean, you are a guest."

"Then let's do it together." Li Yanzhou didn't stop what he was doing, and quickly put away the bowl. His movements were so fast that Shen Zhiyan could only help him.

At that moment, the two of them looked like an ordinary couple who had just gotten married.

Just when the last bowl was washed, Li Yanzhou held Shen Zhiyan's hand.

His palms were warm, and slightly rough compared to Shen Zhiyan's delicate and soft palms, but they gave him a sense of security, a long-lost feeling.

Li Yanzhou raised his cheek, his Adam's apple moving up and down nervously. He stared at the woman in front of him, as if afraid of scaring her, and slowly said:

"Come back to me, okay?"

Even though she was mentally prepared and knew what he was going to say, when these words actually sounded in her ears, Shen Zhiyan didn't know what to say for a moment.

"I……"

Her hesitation made Li Yanzhou feel uneasy. He held the woman's hand with a little force, but was afraid of hurting her, so he loosened his grip.

"Shen Zhiyan, Li Er is dead. If you still can't get over this, can I go and dig up his ancestral grave?"

Going crazy again.

"Li Yanzhou, don't go crazy."

Isn’t Mr. Li Erye’s ancestral tomb also the ancestral tomb of his Li family?

Perhaps it was the slight tremor in Shen Zhiyan's voice that was keenly noticed by Li Yanzhou. He gently grasped her shoulders and held her in his arms, his warm breath spreading out.

He tried hard to control his emotions.

"Yan Yan, please don't leave me again, okay? I will do whatever you want. I won't trap you anymore. If I do the same thing as before, I will die a miserable death."

But when Li Yanzhou was halfway through his words, his mouth was covered by a small hand.

Shen Zhiyan frowned, it was hard to say whether she was happy or not, she just felt that this man simply spoke without thinking.

"Don't say such things."

Li Yanzhou admitted his mistake quickly: "If you don't like me, I won't say it."

He pushed further, holding Shen Zhiyan's hand and kissing her gently on the lips, "So you promised me?"

Shen Zhiyan pushed him but failed. She sighed and calmed down.

"Li Yanzhou, can you please let me go first?"

Li Yanzhou was reluctant to let go. If it were in the past, he would definitely pick her up and throw her on the bed without caring about anything and do it first.

But now, it's different.

Pei Zigui said that girls all like to be carefully cared for and respected.

"Okay, you say."

He picked up Shen Zhiyan and put her on the sofa, holding her in front of him with his hands but not touching her.

Anyway, all she said was to let her go first, so he was considered to be obedient.

Shen Zhiyan grabbed the pillow and hugged it in front of her, "Thank you for telling me the truth of that year. I believe that my parents will feel comforted if they know it. Reiji is dead, and you don't need to dig up his ancestors' graves to vent my anger for me."

The woman's tone was calm, and it was obvious that she was not speaking in anger.

"You and I...what happened between us is over."

Hearing this, Li Yanzhou's expression froze. He leaned down and wanted to take further action, but then he remembered something and suppressed it.

The man clenched his jaw, the veins on his neck bulged out, and he tried to control his emotions, squeezing out a few words from between his teeth: "I can't get over it."

It is said that women are truly cruel when they become ruthless, and he experienced it this time.

"Shen Zhiyan, you can't be so cruel to me. What should I do if I can't get over it?"

Having never seen Li Yanzhou so decadent and depressed, Shen Zhiyan shrank her legs, changed her posture while hugging the pillow, and accidentally touched the person who was hanging on her.

"Calm down and listen to me. I haven't finished yet."

The darkness in Li Yanzhou's eyes faded a little, "You talk, I'm listening."

Shen Zhiyan moved to the side and said, "Would you like to sit down first?"

This position was definitely not comfortable, and to put it bluntly, it was almost like a push-up. She couldn't bear to watch it any longer.

"Okay." Li Yanzhou walked down the steps given by Shen Zhiyan and sat down next to her without saying a word.

Their thighs were pressed tightly together, not an inch more, not an inch less, just the right distance. It was hard to say he didn't do it on purpose.

Shen Zhiyan moved an inch to the left, and the person next to her also moved an inch to the left.

That's it.

"I have let go of what happened back then, and I hope you have let it go too. Although I was very angry that you kept it from me, during the time I spent studying in Paris, I no longer hate you."

Afraid that Li Yanzhou wouldn't believe it, Shen Zhiyan turned her head to look at him, nodded heavily, with a relieved smile on her lips.

But that smile of relief, in Li Yanzhou's view, was a signal of his death sentence. She couldn't let it go. If she let it go, what would he do?

Li Yanzhou moved his lips, but found that he couldn't say anything.

Shen Zhiyan didn't turn her head, but continued to look at him.

"Have I not told you that I loved you at that time, too, but I lacked confidence and always felt that the relationship between you and me was nothing more than a piece of paper and was ridiculous.

I don’t dare to ask for anything, and I dare not tell you those little thoughts of a girl.

As for what happened later, our emotions were not stable enough, and separation was an inevitable result.”

“Yan Yan…” Li Yanzhou’s voice was unusually hoarse, and his eyes were churning with emotions, as if something was about to fall out at any time.

The woman's thin voice sounded again: "So, can we start as friends? Just like when we first met in Li Garden?"

At this point, Shen Zhiyan shook her head again and added: "Or it might be more like what we first saw at Qingshan Temple."

Li Yanzhou was completely unable to think at the moment, as if he was a man sentenced to death who was then told he was not guilty. The joy in his heart was beyond venting.

He hugged Shen Zhiyan tightly, and a tear rolled down the corner of his eye.

"Okay, let's start as friends. Then may I, as your friend, pursue you?"

No matter what, no one said that you can’t pursue a “good friend”. Li Yanzhou never thought about hiding his little thoughts.

The person in his arms moved and said in a muffled voice, "You're holding me too tight."

Because she was hugged too tightly, Shen Zhiyan's voice was muffled, and it sounded like she was acting like a spoiled child. Just a few words gave Li Yanzhou a huge sense of satisfaction.

The place that had been empty for a very long time was filled up by the initiator and flowers bloomed again.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your promise."

Shen Zhiyan couldn't do anything about the little tyranny in his nature, but she had to admit that she sometimes enjoyed his actions.

It seemed that only his arms could give her a sense of security.

"I promise you, let me go first."

Li Yanzhou relaxed his strength, but did not let go of the woman in his arms easily. His low and hoarse voice contained some reluctance and greed:

"Hold me for another ten seconds, just take pity on me."

Shen Zhiyan didn't say anything else.

She also longs for this little bit of warmth.

Ten seconds turned into one minute, and then stretched to ten minutes.

In the silent living room, with warm yellow light shining down, the two people on the sofa hugged each other from a distance. But there was no strangeness between them.

They fit so well together that it's like they've never been apart.