comb up not to marry

Miao Ning was standing across the street from the gallery, she was holding the invitation letter of the art exhibition in her hand, and she crumpled a corner of the invitation letter unknowingly.

The streets are full of traffic and noise.When the second traffic light flashed, Miao Ning received a call from Bai Zhen, and Miao Ning followed the crowd to the opposite street with concentration.

Miao Ning hurriedly walked across the zebra crossing, and the crowd interspersed. She suddenly remembered the day Ye Huaijin's absurd wedding ended. She followed Ye Huaijin home, and there was a bunch of yellow roses without cards at the door. It was Meng Sichao who delivered the flowers.

Since then, both have deliberately avoided that sensitive area.

But if some things are not mentioned, it does not mean that they do not exist.

Last Wednesday, when Miao Ning came home from get off work, she inadvertently tested Ye Huaijin's tone and mentioned the arrangements for the weekend.

Ye Huaijin was cooking porridge in the kitchen. She wiped her hands on her apron and flipped through the memo on her mobile phone, "Weekend? Let me see, oh... I'm going to make a home visit to a student's house this weekend."

Miaoning pursed her lips, so Ye Huai will definitely not be at home this weekend afternoon.

Without Miaoning's response, Ye Huaijin poked his head out from the kitchen and asked, "What's the matter? Ningning, what do you want?"

"It's okay." Miao Ning replied, "I also have an event on the weekend and I'm not at home."

"Oh."

That night, Miao Ning suffered from insomnia, she tossed and turned over whether Ye Huaijin knew about it or not, and whether she should ask.

Miaoning stared blankly at the darkness of the room, and many images flashed back in her mind. Ye Huaijin went with her to Jimu Town to record the process of making oil-paper umbrellas. You Chuanmin wanted to pursue her on a whim. Ye Huaijin fell into You Chuanmin's trap and broke the window. Paper confessed to her.

Ye Huaijin is in Nancheng, and she is in Qingling, separated by two places, the two of them worked hard to create various opportunities to meet each other, the first time they showed their hearts, the first time they kissed, and the first time they faced each other sincerely...

Miaoning couldn't stop her sore nose, she turned around and looked at Ye Huaijin's faint silhouette in a haze.

This lover who is sleeping next to her, she should have enough confidence in her.

Feeling Miao Ning's toss and turn, Ye Huaijin's drowsiness also faded away, she comforted Miao Ning's back, "What's wrong, Ning Ning?"

Miao Ning murmured softly, "It's nothing, I drank too much coffee in the afternoon and lost sleep."

"Then go to sleep, I'll wait for you to fall asleep before going to sleep." Ye Huaijin had gentle eyes, lowered his head and kissed Miaoning's forehead.

"Um…"

...

Miao Ning handed the invitation letter to the staff, and walked through the security check in order to the art exhibition area.

There are not many people who look at the paintings, they are all invited personnel.The exhibition hall was silent, and Miao Ning walked lightly, opening Meng Sichao's brochure while walking.Looking directly at the densely packed titles of published albums and award-winning experience at home and abroad, Miao Ning directly skipped them, and her eyes fell on a photo printed in the upper left corner.

The middle-aged man in the photo was wearing a gray knitted vest, with a tough silhouette, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a refined temperament.

The exterior wall of the exhibition hall is designed with a large piece of floor-to-ceiling glass. The bright sunlight penetrates through and falls on the ground, leaving one after another slow-moving black shadows.

Miao Ning put away the brochure, the first time she saw Meng Sichao was in a cold winter.

At that time, Miaoning and Meng Sichao greeted each other and had a face-to-face meeting. Meng Sichao was wearing a neat suit and had an outstanding appearance and temperament.

Miaoning couldn't help but take a few more glances, just a few inadvertent glances, Miaoning saw Meng Sichao holding Ye Huaijin's arm from a distance, talking about something, as calm as Ye Huaijin, she showed an increasingly painful expression.

As Meng Sichao spoke, veins developed on his neck, and tears welled up in his eyes.

A few minutes later, Ye Huaijin collapsed into Meng Sichao's arms and cried uncontrollably.

Miaoning held her chest and couldn't believe it, what was the relationship between this man and Ye Huaijin, why did Ye Huaijin show his most vulnerable side to this man.

Miao Ning pinched her palms fiercely, she was so young that she went crazy with jealousy.

Since then, Miaoning frantically asked Ye Huaijin what happened and who Meng Sichao was.But no matter what Ye Huaijin said, he was unwilling to give any explanation.

So much so that for so many years, Miao Ning still didn't know what the relationship between Meng Sichao and Ye Huaijin was.

Now, Miao Ning guesses, if Meng Sichao is also a painter, is it related to Ye Zhen?

Miao Ning suppressed the doubts in her heart and walked into the art exhibition.

As soon as she entered the center of the exhibition, Miao Ning was attracted by the painting in front of her.

That painting is deeply engraved in Miao Ning's mind like a photo. In the cloudy sky and the green forest that day, a woman wearing a mermaid wedding dress with trembling shoulders stood in the middle of the lawn with her body behind her back. Slowly blowing the veil, in front of her was the messy wedding scene, a few scattered people were running away from the bride in fear.

The bride's expression is not peeped, only her hands are behind her back, holding a bouquet of yellow roses.

Miaoning squeezed her palms, this is Ye Huaijin, and Meng Sichao also went to her wedding.

Miao Ning looked around in the crowd, Ye Huaijin probably also came on such an important day today.

Miao Ning searched around, but to no avail, but found Bai Zhen's back in a corner.

"Hello." A soft female voice rang by Miao Ning's left ear.

Miao Ning turned her head and looked at the middle-aged woman in national costume in front of her, "Hello, who are you?"

The woman smiled, "I'm Xiao Ya, and I'm one of the persons in charge of this exhibition."

"Oh, hello." Miaoning bent her lips symbolically, missed the woman's shoulder, and walked into the depths of the gallery.

"Ma'am, I think you have been looking at this painting for a long time just now, you must have had a deep understanding." The woman trotted a few steps, closely following Miao Ning's footsteps.

Miao Ning said perfunctorily, "Just take a look."

The woman is in hot pursuit.

Miao Ning had no choice but to stop, she looked into the depths of Xiao Ya's pupils, there seemed to be a hint of unfriendliness there, Miao Ning frowned and said, "Ms Xiao, how long should I look at the painting, which painting should I look at?" It has nothing to do with you, please don't bother me."

Xiao Ya was slightly stunned, feeling an exception to Miao Ning's reaction.

Miaoning stepped forward.

"Xiaoya, you have misunderstood the person." A man's deep voice sounded from behind Miaoning, and then the man walked up to Miaoning's side and continued, "Xiaoya, go to Area B to see the visitors, this one Ma'am, let me lead."

Miao Ning glanced sideways, the man's temples were half white, and he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his straight nose.

It's Meng Sichao.

Xiao Ya's face was a bit ugly, but after hearing Meng Sichao's confession of the wrong person, she didn't make too much entanglement, turned and left.

After Xiao Ya walked away, Meng Sichao lowered his head and apologized, "I'm sorry, Miss Gu."

Miaoning was a little surprised, how did Meng Sichao know her name.

Seeing this, Meng Sichao carefully explained, "Visitors are all registered with their real names."

"Oh, I didn't think of it for a while, I was taken aback." Miaoning said.

"Our fault." Meng Sichao was calm and introverted, he asked politely, "Miss Gu, are you free for a cup of coffee?"

Miao Ning thought for a moment, "Okay."

Miaoning and Meng Sichao were sitting in the courtyard cafe behind the exhibition, where many people who had finished watching the paintings were resting.

Shortly after the two sat down, the waiter brought two cups of coffee and placed them in front of them, but the two had no intention of drinking coffee and were waiting for the other to speak first.

Miao Ning touched the body of the white porcelain cup with her hand, she couldn't move if the enemy couldn't move.

Meng Sichao clasped his hands on the table and broke the silence first, "Miss Gu, I have seen you more than ten years ago, and last year at Ye Huaijin's wedding. You are Ye Huaijin's younger sister, right?"

Miao Ning restrained her expression and responded, "You and Ye Huaijin?"

"I used to be Ye Zhen's student."

"Oh." Consistent with Miao Ning's guess.

"You are really similar to her." Meng Sichao said suddenly.

Miaoning didn't know why.

"nothing."

Miaoning kept her mouth shut.

Meng Sichao adjusted his glasses frame, his voice was long, as if he was sighing, "I don't think Ye Huaijin will come today, right?"

Miaoning's eyelids moved slightly, "I don't know."

"It's true that she won't come." Meng Sichao shook his head and smiled bitterly after being sure, "Actually, Ye Huaijin didn't invite me to the wedding, I just heard from others."

Knowing that Ye Huaijin would not come, Meng Sichao opened his heart to Miaoning, "The last time I saw Ye Huaijin was probably the day Ye Lao passed away. Ye Lao was my mentor, he took me out of the mountains to teach me how to paint Painting made me achieve what I am today, so before Mr. Ye left, he asked me to take care of Huaijin, and I agreed without hesitation, but..."

Meng Sichao had a sad face and sad eyes, "You know Ye Huaijin's temper, as long as she believes in it, it won't change."

Meng Sichao lowered her head, "Your family must have brought Ye Huaijin a good life, that's why she didn't want to leave me, and she gradually alienated me. But... I respect her, because that's what she really wants new life."

Miao Ning's heart twitched, she really didn't know anything about Ye Huaijin.

Meng Sichao fell into memory and remained silent for a long time.

Miaoning connected all the things in her mind, and Ye Huaijin cried bitterly in Meng Sichao's arms because of Ye Zhen's death that day.Ye Huaijin refused to accept Meng Sichao's kindness because Ye Huaijin believed that he was a member of the Gu family.Ye Huaijin distanced himself from Meng Sichao because of Miaoning's constant questioning.

"The painting by Ye Huaijin holding a yellow rose at the door." Meng Sichao interrupted Miaoning's wandering thoughts. "It's the flower of my apology, it's my guilt for not fulfilling Ye Lao's promise."

Miao Ning rubbed her thumb and index finger vigorously, silently digesting the impact of all these incidents.

"I won't come to Nancheng again. If Huaijin is in trouble, you can come to me. I will leave my number to you, and you can ask her to contact me." Meng Sichao paused, and cautiously probed, "Excuse me... Huaijin Is she doing well?"

Miao Ning raised her eyes, she looked at the slightly anxious expression of the middle-aged man in front of her, Miao Ning said every word, as if making an oath, "Huaijin is doing well, and I will protect her for the rest of my life."

Meng Sichao nodded heavily, "Then I can rest assured."

"Father, where is mother?" A five or six-year-old child in the distance threw himself into Meng Sichao's arms.

Meng Sichao's gaze suddenly became soft and loving. He pinched the child's cheek, "Mom is in area B, you can go."

"Oh, then who is she?" The child's tone was immature.

"Yuanyuan, don't be rude." Meng Sichao glanced at Miaoning and said, "She is the Auntie Ye Huaijin I told you about. We came to Nancheng to find her. Now my father has found her, so tomorrow we will I happily followed my mother home."

"Oh! Hello, Aunt Ye!" The child turned to look at Meng Sichao, "Then Dad, I'm going to find my mother."

"Okay, let's go."

After speaking, the child jumped and ran away.

Miao Ning's eyes followed the back of the child who was drifting away.

Meng Sichao said with some embarrassment, "I am old enough to be a child."

Meng Sichao explained again, "I hope you don't mind if I say that to my child. This can be regarded as fulfilling a thought in my heart."

Miao Ning couldn't deny it.

"Miss Gu, can you give me a word to Ye Huaijin?"

Miao Jing was silent.

...

When Miaoning left the art exhibition, it was nearly dusk.

Miaoning stood on the stairs, looking at the endless Nanshan Mountain in the distance, and the orange-like sunset hanging in the sky.Miaoning took a deep breath and calmed down slowly.

She was just a spectator at the art exhibition today, but she accidentally heard another side of Ye Huaijin that she rarely showed.

Miaoning's phone vibrated, she took it out of her pocket and pressed the answer button, "Huaijin."

"Ningning, is the job done? Where are you? Shall I pick you up?" Ye Huaijin asked.

Miao Ning thought for a while and replied, "I'm on Wei'an Avenue."

"Okay, I'll be right there." After hanging up the phone, Ye Huaijin remembered something and kept muttering, "Wei'an Avenue..."

Half an hour later, Ye Huaijin drove slowly. The moment he opened the car window, Ye Huaijin caught a glimpse of the promotional board erected by the gallery.

Ye Huaijin slightly retracted his gaze.

Miaoning gets in the car and puts on her seat belt.

Ye Huaijin drove steadily into the traffic flow.

The atmosphere in the car was a little depressing, Miao Ning opened the window a little, and the wind blew her long hair straight, Miao Ning gossiped, "Huai Jin, Bai Zhen and I went to see Meng Sichao's art exhibition today, Bai Zhen is in charge of this The content of the interview. I am a pure spectator."

Ye Huaijin tightened his grip on the steering wheel, "You know Meng Sichao..."

"Work." Miaoning said lightly

Ye Huaijin sank, and a few minutes later, she felt that she should explain it properly, Ye Huaijin said, "Meng Sichao is a student of my father..."

"Huaijin, it's not important." Miao Ning interrupted Ye Huaijin, smiled and comforted, "Have you forgotten what I said? I will always believe in you."

Ye Huaijin looked at Miao Ning quietly, after a short period of distraction, a charming brilliance gradually lit up in his calm eyes.

"By the way, Meng Sichao asked me to bring you a word." Miaoning said.

Ye Huaijin didn't hesitate too much, and replied directly, "Ning Ning, you don't need to say, my answer was given to him 15 years ago."

"it is good."

Miao Ning rolled up her ears and hair blown by the wind. She didn't know what Meng Sichao wanted to say. Her answer at that time was, "Mr. Meng, I'm very happy that you can tell me the story of Ye Huaijin, but you want Please tell Ye Huaijin what you said, if she wants to listen, she will come here. I won’t pass on the word.”

Meng Sichao was stunned for a while, then looked at Miaoning in surprise, "You and Huaijin are really similar."

Miaoning raised her eyebrows.

"If you weren't a woman, I would almost think you two were lovers." Meng Sichao said.

Miaoning raised the corners of her mouth, but said nothing.