delicious life

Having not seen her parents for several months, dimples appeared on her smiling face, the lovable Shi Ya took her mother's hand and asked coquettishly.

"We're here to discuss your life's events with your Grandpa Ji. Girls are from every family. Don't be rude when you go out!" Mrs. Shi looked at her daughter carefully and said angrily.

"Dad, look at mom, she's starting to teach me again." Shi Ya, with the attitude of a young girl, took her father's arm, smiled at her eyes, and nodded to the kindly old man Ji.

"Xiaoya is a good boy. His playful temper matches our bored boy. It's just right. Girl dolls should be more lively." Mr. Ji helped the bewildered Mr. Shi and asked generously, "Xiaoya, your parents don't know what to do." I wish you would get married so early, tell me, what about our Chengfeng?"

"Grandpa Ji, don't ask me!" Shi Ya hid behind her father, two blushes appeared on her cheeks, she quickly took a look at Duan Feng who was behind Mr. Ji, lowered her head shyly, twisted her fingers, and looked shy .

"Hahaha, Xiaoya is shy," Old Master Ji joked, waved to Duan Feng, and turned to Shi Ya's parents, "Let them two young people make trouble, feelings are always cultivated, Let's not bother them."

"Chengfeng, you have to take good care of Xiaoya."

Mr. Ji patted Duan Feng on the shoulder and instructed.

The three parents sat down on the sofa and talked in detail again. The youngest daughter, Shi Ya, walked up to Duan Feng in a coy manner just now, with dimples appearing on her cheeks.

"Chengfeng, you can accompany me to the garden for a walk."

Before Duan Feng could express his opinion, Shi Ya, whose cheeks were still red, took Duan Feng's arm, and took Duan Feng to the garden that was tended by a professional gardener in Ji's residence.

"Chengfeng, did my parents speak ill of me to you just now?" Shi Ya raised her head and looked at Duan Feng with a red nose, with anticipation and nervousness, "They, they didn't embarrass you, did they?" ..."

"No." Duan Feng, who had been silent for a long time, avoided Shi Ya's shining eyes, slowly bent his drooping arms, gathered his palms into fists, put them behind his back, and spoke slowly.

"I said the other day..."

"Don't mention that matter again," the soft smile on the corner of her mouth disappeared, Shi Ya lowered her head slightly, "I'm done with what happened that day, Cheng Feng, I really like you, please don't reject me Feelings for you."

"How long have you known me?" Duan Feng asked.

"Two months, or half a year ago, I saw your photo..."

"Does a two-month relationship count? I mean, we've only known each other for such a short time, are you sure I can give you what you want?"

Duan Feng interrupted Shi Ya.

"I'm sure, I'm sure, I like you!" Shi Ya raised her head, "Our parents have agreed, I just want to be with you, we can use time to prove everything... to adapt to each other."

Shi Ya said what she had been thinking about for a long time, her long eyelashes were still trembling with the moisture like the petals of a camellia in the morning.

"I have someone I like. I can't guarantee that marriage will bring you happiness." Duan Feng frowned, and did not comfort the tearful Shi Ya.

"No, it's good to be with you, this is the happiness I want, Cheng Feng, can't you even agree to this small request, Grandpa Ji, Grandpa Ji obviously agreed." The corners of Shi Ya's eyes slid down Tears, eyelashes fluttering.

"I can't agree." Duan Feng was powerless to explain to Shi Ya, since he couldn't persuade Shi Ya to let Shi Ya withdraw unilaterally, he should tell his decision at the beginning.

Duan Feng took a step back and was about to leave. Shi Ya, who was tearful, clung to Duan Feng's wrist tightly when Duan Feng turned around. Excited, "You don't marry me because the person you like is a man! Am I not doing well enough? You like men and would rather not marry me. With that same-sex man who ruined your future Together, it will only stain you!"

"Where did you hear about it?!" Duan Feng turned his head abruptly, clasped Shi Ya's wrist with his backhand, his black eyes were bright and terrifying, "How do you know!"

"I know, I know everything, he shamelessly entangles you and ruins your future, dirty!"

"Can you say that again!"

Duan Feng was provoked by Ni Lin, his eyes were burning, and the voice squeezed out of his throat brushed Shi Ya's ears.

The gloomy and cold expression seemed penetrating, and the shining eyes were like two sharp knives, cutting Shi Ya's heart.

"He is shameless, but I want shame!"

With a shiver, Shi Ya stiffened her body, came back to her senses, struggled to free her wrist, and said in a sharp voice, "Let me go, you let me go!"

"What did you say!" Duan Feng said close to Shi Ya's ear, his hoarse voice was like a cold wind, "Speak clearly..."

The news of Mo Ci popped out from Shi Ya's mouth. Duan Feng, who had been under house arrest for many days, was beating with tense nerves all the time, connecting all the branches together, and guessed the general idea of ​​the matter almost in an instant. .

"Those photos were taken by you."

"No, not me!"

A trace of panic flashed across Shi Ya's tear-stained eyes, and she gritted her teeth. Shi Ya began to regret that she accidentally said something out of her anger.

However, Shi Ya's denial further confirmed Duan Feng's conjecture.

The anonymous photo that Grandpa received was Shi Ya's behind-the-scenes operation.

Duan Feng clenched his fists tightly, and squeezed Shi Ya's palm tightly.Shi Ya, who had endured Duan Feng's anger, had limp into a ball and let out a cry of pain.

Duan Feng heard the sound, and the flashing plan in his mind came to a halt. Duan Feng slowly let go of Shi Ya's wrist, and put the limp Shi Ya on the chair in the garden. To condense the clouds.

"I was rude just now, Miss Shi."

Duan Feng rubbed Shi Ya's bruised wrist, waiting for the sound of footsteps getting closer behind her to disappear.

100、chapter28

The relationship with Duan Feng was completely exposed. From Duan Feng's loss of news to now, Mo Ci has not received any news or response from Duan Feng for half a month.

The mobile phone has been turned off all the time, and the text messages sent in the past are even more muddy, and there is no reply at all.

Mo Ci leaned against the wall, hugged his knees with both hands, half of his face was hidden in the darkness, silent.

The evening sun was rippling in the room, there was no brilliant color in the corner where Mo Ci was, and the room was silent, as if living in a vacuum world.

Father's angry and disappointed face emerged before his eyes.

Duan Feng's dark bottomless eyes flickered in memory.

The road ahead... He once promised to go on with Duan Feng, and he thought about many endings.The father's irritation and disapproval were all to be expected.If his father was furious that day and beat him severely, he might have felt better.

However, his father did not beat him, and amidst the severe reprimand and questioning, there was only deep disappointment, and even asked his elder brother to take him to Duan Feng's wedding, so that he could "see the facts clearly".

Mo Ci's palms were hanging on the ground, his chin rested on his knees, and his eyes didn't meet.My mind was in a mess, the vague panic and seven-point insistence on different opinions collided with my nerves.

Duan Feng was placed under house arrest.

This guess has been confirmed in the father's mouth.

Duan Feng, who lost his freedom, couldn't get in touch with himself, and Mo Ci couldn't deny the mist of uneasiness in his heart.

From acquaintance to acquaintance, Mo Ci has always subconsciously relied on Duan Feng, enjoying the tenderness of having Duan Feng by his side.This mature and stable man always understands the feeling he lacks at the first time, gives the most pertinent evaluation when he devotes himself to creation, and derives new inspiration.

He doesn't need to explain himself, Duan Feng has helped him a lot both in work and in life.

Being with Duan Feng is a kind of comfort that I have never experienced before.

After the two got to know each other, Mo Ci didn't want to let Duan Feng go.

It is clear to each other that there is no resistance in the process of deciding to be together, but the calm surface is the most difficult to maintain calm.

Mo Ci ignored the turbulence below the lake in his fulfilling daily life.

Wedding... Father would never intentionally fabricate lies, but Mo Ci still stubbornly didn't believe the "wedding" that his father said.

Duan Feng was forced into a forced marriage...

Mo Ci's eyes dimmed, and his eyes lingered on his fingertips.

I hope that his father deliberately beat him with lies and gave up this relationship voluntarily just to separate him from Duan Feng.

The phone vibrated a few times, distracting Mo Ci from the complicated emotions.

Mo Ci's eyes fell on the vibrating phone, slowly reading the messages on the screen.

A text message!

Three simple words seemed to jump out of the screen, "Trust me."

In the past, Mo Ci ignored the unfamiliar number without a signature.

Duan Feng is the only one who can speak in this tone!

Mo Ci grabbed the phone tightly, and the ringtone set on the phone came to mind in his palm.

Two text messages came from the mobile phone that had been silent for many days, and Mo Ci quickly clicked on the text message—but this time it was not what he wanted to see.

The person who sent the second text message was Zhao Hongxiu.

The address and time of Duan Feng's upcoming wedding appeared on the screen. Mo Ci waited for a long time, but did not receive any other news.

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June [-]th.

Suitable for marriage, praying for blessings, moving into a house, breaking ground, breaking ground.

Wearing the gown chosen by his eldest brother, Mo Ci followed Mo Yan into the church where the wedding was held.

Mo Yan handed the invitation to the master of ceremonies outside the church, and during the meeting with Mo Ci, his eyes fell silently on Mo Ci.

"Follow me, don't