caught off guard love

Jiang Mingwu lived a comfortable life in captivity, and Ye Ke was a very dedicated owner.

How dedicated are you?Probably want to "reform" Jiang Mingwu from head to toe.

Since there is no way to start materially, we have to start from the spiritual level.

In the first step, Ye Keke brought a lot of books.

They are all old books, even dilapidated.

But the significance of books has never been old or new.

For some people, books cannot be read without borrowing them; for others, books are friends and companionship.The imprints on these books are traces of the owner's touch.In other words, it is precisely because of these imprints that these fragments of old books have new meanings.

Jiang Mingwu flipped through these books casually, not buying them in batches. Obviously, the owner is a person who likes books and has a small pocket. Many books bear the stamp of such-and-such library or such-and-such borrowing room, These books are old books that were sold out during the refurbishment of library institutions.

Each book is stained with the temperature of time.

Jiang Mingwu could even imagine that it took a girl several years or even ten years to collect these books, and she cherished every one of them and repeated them repeatedly.

"Although they are very old, they are all good books worth reading." Ye Keke spoke for these remnants.

It seems that she is trying to prove that these broken books are meaningful, just like her existence is also meaningful.

"En." Jiang Mingwu flipped through these books. She had read many of them before, and even read the original English version specially because of the classics; there were also some niche books that she hadn't read. , presumably also boutique.

"Because I don't have enough money to buy dispensable books." Ye Keke immediately smiled self-deprecatingly, "I used to...no, I'm not rich now either."

"Forget it." Jiang Mingwu suddenly said, she just said that she had a word, and then raised that bright smile like a signboard.

Heh, the name is obviously misty, but the smile is so sunny.

"You have me and I'm precious," she said, half-truth.

"Don't be funny." Ye Keke was amused, but also moved, "A person is like the bright moon in the sky, you can't have it." Blessed to the heart, I suddenly remembered an ancient lyrics——

People are like the bright moon in the sky, they cannot be owned.

Love is like a song, leaving only irreparable and then parting.

Why is it just disappointment, filling my emptiness.

This night, no goodbyes...

"But my heart is still occupied by her every moment... My concern, my longing, until the future." Jiang Mingwu continued naturally.

Both of them were taken aback for a moment, no one expected that two people with completely different identities, backgrounds, personalities and dispositions would be so compatible.

"You are so young, why do you like such ancient sad songs?" Jiang Mingwu immediately changed the subject and shrugged in disapproval.She had heard the song and could sing a few lines, but she didn't like it.too sad.

In Jiang Mingwu's philosophy, as long as you are willing, life can be without sadness.

"Don't you like it too?" Ye Keke countered, "Otherwise can I catch the next sentence?"

Jiang Mingwu didn't expect that Ye Keke, who has always been submissive, would have a clever day. When she choked, she wanted to defend herself. She was familiar with it because of her good memory, and she hummed because... not because it was Ye Keke who started it first. head.

"Why am I the same?" Jiang Mingwu thought teasingly, "I'm forced by life. If a guest asks for a song—whether it's Ye Shanghai or Women's Flowers—you can't refuse it? What do you say? I am dedicated."

She highlighted the word "dedication".She misled her.

Ye Keke lowered her eyelids: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned this."

"Apologize again? Is there an apology left in life?" Jiang Mingwu took off Ye Keke's glasses dissatisfied, and the thick black frame covered the girl's delicate face.

Jiang Mingwu drew his tone: "Wearing glasses will deduct three points from your appearance." Jiang Mingwu has emphasized the matter of glasses several times.

"If you don't wear glasses, how can you see clearly?" Ye Keke wrinkled her nose and stretched out her hands to grab it. The world without glasses is so hazy and unreal.

Beautiful, but not the slightest sense of security.

Jiang Mingwu hid the heavy mirror frame behind him, and dragged Ye Keke out: "Let's go, I'll give you a gift, it's a rebate for the books you gave me."

In the complex in the downtown business district, Jiang Mingwu casually found a boutique optical shop: "I want color contact lenses, the kind that can make your eyes shine."

The clerk approached and asked attentively, "Have you worn it before? Do you want to throw it away every year or half a year? Our family has more expensive ones, and some more affordable ones."

Jiang Mingwu picked up a brand at random, compared the colors, and picked the most natural starry sky brown: "Just this one, daily disposable, it's more convenient. Let's get half a year's worth first."

Even if it was just a small clerk in an optical shop, he immediately understood that a big business was coming, and happily took the order.

"How embarrassing." Ye Keke narrowed his eyes, still not used to the world without frames, "In fact, I don't have a place to put those books. My house—that's not my house. They didn't accept me before."

Each of those old books is a "luxury" that she can only buy with hard savings, and she really can't bear to throw them away when she moves.

But in a "high-end" place like Ye's house, there are sets of high-end hardcover books in the study and on the bookshelves, and there is no room for these old books and fragments.

Even the aunt who cleaned it said: "Why is it so dirty? Do you want to spray it with disinfectant?"

In the words, there was contempt, ridicule, and a hint of domineering arrogance.

Everyone knows that the young lady of the Ye family is not the real young lady, but an ugly duckling.

Ye Keke was ashamed to speak. She carefully put these books into boxes and piled them up under the bed. Aunt Sansao opened one eye and closed the other, enjoying herself leisurely and not pursuing her any more.

Ye Keke, on the other hand, only dared to flip out a book in the middle of the night, read it again and again, and then stuffed it back before dawn.

Also be careful not to bring out the dust under the bed.

In this way, I wronged the book and wronged myself.

It is said that she rented a golden house to hide her beauty, and the golden house hides not only a pretty lady, but also the first half of her life that everyone despises.

It was Ye Keke's first half of her life.

In her first 27 years, she really lacked all kinds of love, family, friendship, and love.The second half of my life started at the age of 27, except for a slight improvement in the economy, nothing changed.

That's how people are, the god of fate is always unfair.

Someone is born rich, and this wealth has nothing to do with money.

Ye Keke is most envious of those classmates who have both parents and loving fathers and filial sons. Since she was a child, her mother's biggest worry is to buy English picture books for early teaching?Or a happy childhood playing wildly?

And those who have brothers and sisters, the biggest distress is that they are jealous of their brothers, and their parents give them a hard lesson.

Every time he heard such complaints, Ye Keke could only smile wryly.

She has no father, no mother, no brothers, no sisters, she is alone and has no worries.

The world is vast and vast, and one more Ye Keke is just one more living body that can breathe and talk, which is meaningless; if one Ye Keke is missing, no one will care or feel sad.

The God of Destiny is so cruel, once born, fate is doomed.

Just like sunny, who is so warm and beautiful, but forced to make a living as a service worker; just like myself, who is destined not to get the so-called "love" from anyone... Ye Keke lowered her eyelids.

On this side, Jiang Mingwu had already cleaned Ye Keke's black-rimmed glasses again, and asked the clerk to match them with a pair of light metal thin-rimmed glasses according to the prescription.

Jiang Mingwu handed the glasses to Ye Keke: "Your old glasses are too heavy, and you finally have a straight nose, don't bend it."

Ye Keke's contemplation was interrupted, she was pleasantly surprised, and took over the new glasses. The glasses with titanium metal frame are very light, and they feel weightless when worn.

"Thank you." She said sincerely, "You are so kind to me."

"Reciprocity is a courtesy." Jiang Mingwu said, "If you treat me well, I will naturally treat you well. So—"

"——So from now on, you must always be nice to me... only to me. I am a person with a strong desire for monopoly." Jiang Mingwu had a deep meaning.

"Enen." Ye Keke nodded hastily, and stretched out three fingers towards the sky, "I swear, I will never go to Blossoming again... to order someone else. All my money will be given to you."

Jiang Mingwu suppressed a smile, and gently stroked the top of Ye Keke's head: "That's good, this kind of thinking is very good."