I, Qinghuan

Just after receiving the certificate, Nan Yang was injured.

It wasn't a catastrophe like a car accident, it was purely her own fault.When she was walking outside the Civil Affairs Bureau with her marriage certificate, she was in a daze, not knowing what to think, and bumped into the transparent glass door with a "bang" as she walked.

Zhu Qinghuan was also a little distracted at that time, so she didn't have time to pull her. When she realized it, Nan Yang had already bent down with her head covered.She hurried over to take a look, and saw an exaggerated redness on Nan Yang's forehead, and a big bump. The skin seemed to be cut, and a little blood oozes out.

"You..." Zhu Qinghuan wanted to help her, but felt that they were not familiar enough, so she could only stand aside, "Are you okay?"

Sun Xuxue heard the sound, ran in quickly, and supported Nan Yang in a panic: "Old... Boss Nan, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

Nan Yang rubbed the skin with his index finger, squinted his eyes in pain, and said: "I'm fine, just see if you smashed the glass door."

She is covered with internal energy body protection, a head bump is only a skin trauma, the door may be unlucky, who knows what will happen if the internal energy is uncontrollable and leaks out.

Sun Xuxue glanced at the door, and when she found a large crack on the door, her face turned pale immediately, and said anxiously: "You still have the heart to manage the door! Quick, let me take you home, Mr. Mei has a private doctor!"

Not even a private doctor.

Facts have proved that Mei Zhongli feels very serious.

She was almost sent back to Mei's villa by Sun Xuxue at the same speed as flying an airplane.

After returning to the villa, Nan Yang was quickly arranged.She leaned helplessly on the pillow, and in front of her eyes were three doctors in white coats swaying around her. She felt that her head was covered with at least five layers, and she could even hear her own echo when she spoke.

Mei Zhongli, Liu Zhen, and Sun Guohui were sitting on the couch five meters away from her. When they heard that something happened to Nan Yang, the three immediately put down their work and rushed over.Sun Guohui had always been gentle and kind, but at this moment he scolded Sun Xuxue who was standing next to him in a low voice. Sun Xuxue suppressed the tears in his eyes, and would secretly glance at Nan Yang on the bed from time to time.

In fact, it is really not as serious as they imagined.At any rate, Nan Yang was once the head of the Northern Punishment Palace, the largest sect in the martial arts. She was a grandmaster back then, when it was common to walk over the roof and walls, she didn't even touch the ground when she walked.Later, in the modern age, she insisted on getting rid of the habits brought about by light work, so that she would not look like a floating ghost.

If she hadn't focused all her attention on the brand new marriage certificate in her hand at that time, how could she have bumped into a door straight away?But then again, even if the door is smashed, so what?The top hidden weapons of the Tang Sect back then may not be able to hurt her bones.But no matter what she said, Mei Zhongli and the others couldn't listen to a word. Looking at their collapsed appearance as if they were facing an enemy, Nan Yang felt more like he had been shot in the head by Gatling.

The doctors and Mei Zhongli gave some instructions in a low voice, and left one after another carrying the medicine kit.

"Old Ancestor, what happened today is due to our negligence, we really..." Mei Zhongli was full of guilt.

"I'm really fine." Nan Yang interrupted him.

Mei Zhongli was silent for a while, and talked about a piece of news that made Nan Yang happy: "You and Zhu girl have already received the certificate. I told her that she will move into our villa from today and live with you."

Nan Yang's eyes lit up. Although she didn't speak, Mei Zhongli could read the satisfaction in her eyes.

"She's moving now, otherwise she must come and see you."

"It's okay, don't bother her."

"She should be able to finish moving in the evening, but I guess she won't be in time for dinner when she comes over."

"..." Nan Yang was silent.

Mei Zhongli stood up and bowed to Nan Yang together with Liu Zhen and Sun Guohui: "Then let's go first, the ancestors have a good rest, and Xu Xue stays here to take care of you."

"Go." Nan Yang replied.

During most of the day, Nan Yang was bored and read books for a long time.Sun Xuxue took the trouble to bring her tea and water. Whenever Nanyang took a sip of tea, she would fill it up immediately, and she was not so conscientious in her work.

In the evening, Mei Zhongli personally delivered the meal, saying that Zhu Qinghuan was still on the way, and it might take more than an hour to arrive.

So Nan Yang sat on the window sill after eating, staring at the gate of the villa in a daze.

At nine o'clock, the moving company's car finally came in.Zhu Qinghuan got off the car and helped the moving master move those cardboard boxes.Nan Yang watched her hug one box after another into the house, as if watching her enter his future little by little with his own eyes.

It took more than half an hour to move everything.Zhu Qinghuan looked a little tired. After seeing off the moving master, she stood alone by the small fountain in the back garden, pacing back and forth, not knowing what she was thinking.

Nan Yang asked Sun Xuxue to rest by herself.She went downstairs and found some ready-to-eat things in the refrigerator, such as ham sausage, canned food, milk, etc., and then went to the back garden to find Zhu Qinghuan with the food in her arms.

Zhu Qinghuan sat by the side of the fountain pool at some point, her voluptuously permed hair wrapped around her graceful waist and back, because of sitting, a small piece of skin was exposed between the jacket and trousers on the back waist, white and greasy Tired and beautiful.

Nan Yang walked beside her and asked softly, "Are you hungry?"

Zhu Qinghuan suddenly came back to her senses, she stood up, looked at the food that was still radiating cold in Nan Yang's arms, after realizing it, she quickly took them down one by one and put them on the edge of the fountain pool, she just squeezed those cans I feel my fingertips are freezing.

"What are you doing with so much? Isn't it cold?" Zhu Qinghuan couldn't help frowning.

"You shouldn't have had dinner. Have some."

Zhu Qinghuan pursed her lips, "How do you know I didn't have dinner?"

Nan Yang was silent for a moment, and replied, "I'll see you upstairs."

Zhu Qinghuan didn't speak.

The two fell into awkward silence again.

"Your head...is it alright?" Zhu Qinghuan took the initiative to speak, "I think the glass is smashed, and there is still blood on the shards of glass."

"I'm fine." Nan Yang said softly.

Zhu Qinghuan pursed her lips and said, "Sit down, won't you get dizzy standing up?"

"Yeah." Nan Yang obediently sat down by the pool, casually raised her hand and pulled one side of her long hair behind her ear, exposing the gauze at her temple.

When she raised her hand, Zhu Qinghuan saw something red on her wrist.She thought it was a tattoo, but when she took a closer look, she realized it was a splatter of scars.

Very glaring scar.Such an ugly thing should not appear on this snow-clean woman.

Such a large scar, what kind of injury did it suffer?

Nan Yang noticed that Zhu Qinghuan was staring at her wrist. She didn't mind her rudeness. Instead, she turned her wrist up, unbuttoned the shirt there, and rolled up two pleats so that Zhu Qinghuan could see clearly. With a faint smile on his face: "Curious?"

"You...Is this a burn?" Zhu Qinghuan asked tentatively.

"Yeah." Nan Yang nodded, "I forged a sword for a person before, and I accidentally injured it at that time."

Zhu Qinghuan frowned, Zhujian?Why did she hear these two words clearly, but couldn't understand what they meant?

"You don't want to eat?" Nan Yang put his hands on the edge of the stone fountain and asked softly.

"Let's eat later, I'm not too hungry yet." Zhu Qinghuan's lips curled up, and her tone was gentle, "Do you always care about others like this? Like a bad person."

Nan Yang's eyes curled up: "Am I a bad person?"

"Well...then delete a bad character," Zhu Qinghuan said to Nan Yang, "We don't know each other well, you still miss me and keep smiling at me, aren't you a good person?"

The time she has known Nan Yang is really too short. If she can know her for a few more decades, Zhu Qinghuan will know that Nan Yang never smiled in the past.Because there is no reason to make her laugh.A person who can't laugh, no one will think she is a good person.

Nan Yang was silent for a moment, and asked, "Do you have someone you like?"

Zhu Qinghuan shook her head: "No."

Nan Yang was silent for a while again, his voice became much quieter, and his tone was light and shallow: "Then you... can you try to like me?"

Zhu Qinghuan was obviously stunned.She opened her mouth, and after a while, said in a low voice, "I don't like women."

Nan Yang's fingers resting on the edge of the fountain suddenly tightened.

"I'm sorry, I don't look down on people who like women. I just want to tell you the truth. After all, we will live together for a long time in the future. Even if you are a stranger to me, I don't want to see you disappointed. I don't like women, and I don't intend to talk about relationships, so don't expect me."

Zhu Qinghuan paused, and then said: "This marriage is not my decision, I have no choice but to get a certificate with you. But this is already my limit, and you'd better not expect too much for the rest .In the future you can go to other people you like, I also hope to have my own freedom, we can act in front of the media, but in private, it is best not to have too much intersection."

Not liking women is actually an excuse.In fact, she hasn't really liked anyone yet, so she can't judge whether she likes a man or a woman.She just didn't dare to have too much involvement with this kind of rich man, Mei Zhongli had left too much psychological shadow on her.In front of money, everything about her seems so insignificant. Her personality, her will, and her dignity are all smaller than ants.She also doesn't want to have any love with this kind of rich people. Rich people love you when they want to love you, and love others when they don't want to love you. They have this capital.But what do you have?

If she can't keep her heart, then the only possibility is to let others slaughter her.

Nan Yang lowered her eyes, unable to see the emotion in her eyes clearly.

After a long time, she said softly, "But I like you."

Zhu Qinghuan frowned, puzzled by Nan Yang's sudden confession: "We've never met before, how could you like me?"

Nan Yang raised his eyes to look at her.

"I started liking you a long time ago."

She murmured like a dreamer.

Zhu Qinghuan was silent, turned her eyes away and thought about the meaning of Nan Yang's words carefully, thinking that she should have seen herself on TV, when she was in Australia.

"I'm sorry... I may not be able to accept this..."

This kind of love at first sight in front of a screen is too unreliable.Shallow and frivolous.

Nan Yang stared at her for a moment, and said softly, "Qing Huan, look at my face."

Zhu Qinghuan got goosebumps when she heard Nan Yang suddenly calling her like that.Most of her friends call her Zhuzhu, and the elders like to call her Yatou, and few people call her the last two words of her name.But the woman in front of her, who couldn't even be considered a friend, suddenly called out these two words affectionately.It was so intimate that she even had the illusion that Nan Yang must have called this name many, many times before today.

"I... see what you do?" Zhu Qinghuan hugged her arm.

There was a gloomy light in Nan Yang's eyes, as if he was restraining something.When she spoke again, the humility in her voice could hardly be hidden: "Am I ugly? Why don't you try to like me?"

Nan Yang's face is no longer good-looking. She is as perfect as a work of art carved out by hand.Zhu Qinghuan, as an entertainer who relies on her face for food, has to admit that her face is not as good as Nan Yang's. Not only her, but even in the entertainment circle full of beauties, she can't find out that her facial features are better than Nan Yang's. Delicate woman.But, is it necessary to like her if she looks good?Zhu Qinghuan was a little scared by the way she seemed to love herself badly, and the unreasonable feelings would make people unable to help guessing the hidden motives behind it.

The friendliness in Zhu Qinghuan's eyes gradually faded, and her voice became much weaker: "I don't think you are quite clear-headed yet."

Nan Yang saw the coldness and alienation in her eyes, the kind of alienation that she didn't even bother to cover up with etiquette.

Nan Yang suddenly smiled.

It was the first time Zhu Qinghuan saw her smile so wide, revealing some of her white teeth and a small dimple on her lips.When she smiled, even the arc of her nose was beautiful.

However, she was obviously smiling, but there was bitterness in her eyes that couldn't be concealed.

"I'm sorry." When Nan Yang apologized, she stopped smiling, and she regained that clear and cold face, "I may have knocked my head out."

Seeing Nan Yang like this, Zhu Qinghuan felt a little soft-hearted.

"Otherwise, we can be ordinary friends." She compromised.

Nan Yang shook his head, still trying his best to maintain a gentle tone: "You don't have to force yourself. I am indeed...not very attractive."

Zhu Qinghuan wanted to say something else, but Nan Yang stood up and told her softly: "Remember to eat, it's cold at night, don't stand here for too long."

After speaking, Nan Yang turned and left.She walked very slowly, her back was elongated by the moonlight, and she looked lonely and beautiful.

Looking at Nan Yang who was walking away slowly, Zhu Qinghuan suddenly felt guilty.She obviously felt that she had done nothing wrong, but she was still very guilty, guilty for no reason.