After being proposed by a blind man, I married into a wealthy family

Ling Su straightened up slowly: "So fast?"

Guan Muzhou squeezed the coffee in his hand and nodded: "You know this kind of family, they have been engaged for a while now."

Ling Su suddenly said: "Ah, it's been a long time."

After graduation, Yi Xing was sent by his parents to study abroad for a period of time. During that time, he was with Miss Lu who was said to be the "Goddess of Standards".

In this way, they have been engaged for almost a year.

"Will you go?" Guan Muzhou handed the coffee in his hand to Ling Su, "If you don't, I will"

"Go." Ling Su let go of He Yanhui's hand, patted him on the shoulder to indicate that he was fine, "I'll drive then, I won't drink."

Guan Muzhou looked at Ling Su's twinkling eyes and hands that had no place to rest, and frowned slightly as he stood two steps away from the steps.

"I have a job to do later, and I just passed by to tell you now, let's talk about it in detail when I'm done." Guan Muzhou sighed, "The bar I told you about last time is open today. Have a drink?"

"Ah, okay." Ling Su gestured, watched Guan Muzhou turn around and left the small garden, and then turned around after calming down for two seconds, "Mr. He, shall we go back?"

He Yanhui, who was sitting in a wheelchair, still had a quiet smile. He lowered his gaze and nodded: "Thank you for your hard work."

Ling Su pushed him, knowing what to say to comfort the little swan who was left alone just now.

but

"Sorry, I just now" took He Yan back out of the elevator, Ling Su stopped in front of the ward, "I"

"It's okay." He Yanhui reached out and groped behind his shoulder for a while, and finally landed on Ling Su's little finger, "It's okay."

It's normal for Ling Su to have his own friends and his own world, where is everyone like him, blank and helpless.

Ling Su looked down at him, with mixed feelings in his heart, but he couldn't say anything except holding his hand.

"But." When handing He Yan back to his nurse, Ling Su heard him say something softly.

Ling Su, who was stunned in place, raised his head: "Huh? What's the matter?"

"Call me by my name next time." He Yanhui, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked a little pale. Against the backdrop of the tall nurse behind him, Ling Su realized for the first time that He Yanhui was a bit thin.

Call me He Yan back.

That's something I've learned so hard, something about myself.

I like the way the name is called by you.

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"You can drink openly tonight, and I'll pay for the drink." Guan Muzhou was wearing a pair of black glasses, with one hand resting on the window frame, driving a supercar with the air of a big brother - being blocked on the elevated road.

Ling Su, who was next to him, paddled Xiaoxiaole boredly, while looking up at the condition of the car in front of him.

——What is real hopelessness?

"Don't talk about the money, just talk about it if you let me see it." Ling Su pulled off his seat belt, slumped by the window of the co-pilot, and took a boring picture of the car outside with the camera, "Why is it so late at night?" It can still be blocked like this.”

"I heard that the road was temporarily closed to say that there was an emergency. I don't know why there is such a big fight. Why, I sent it to your little love." Guan Muzhou joked with a smile when he saw that he had posted it on Weibo.

Ling Su turned her head speechlessly: "Number one."

"I don't call you hello." Guan Muzhou continued.

"My relationship with him is purer than all the men you will meet tonight. Second, he can't see it. Third, he doesn't seem to have a mobile phone."

Guan Muzhou twitched his lips: "Brother, is there anyone who doesn't have a mobile phone after 9012? Now which smartphone is the disabled assistance system."

Ling Su shook her head: "I've never seen him take it out before."

"So not only do you know nothing about him, but you don't even have a WeChat account. Are you humble? Where do you go to find him once he is discharged from the hospital? You tell him everything, and you don't even I don’t know what to do.” Guan Muzhou just felt baffled, “You really help the disabled without asking for anything? There are so many disabled people on the street, why don’t you help them?”

"Okay." Ling Su waved his hand, "I don't want to say anything more, and I have no reason to ask. When he is discharged from the hospital, he will always tell me if he wants to contact me."

"Okay, as long as you are old, just continue to follow the fate. I will not kill you." Guan Muzhou finally moved the car in front of him, and he hurriedly followed.

Ling Su has always been very indifferent to things like feelings. He can talk if he likes it, but he often takes a step and sees it. When he sees that others are not happy, he runs faster than anyone else.

When he chased Yi Xing back then, he was teased by his friends as the most Buddhist chaser, but Yi Xing asked him out more often.

"Actually, Yi Xing quite likes you." The two of them got off the elevated road with great difficulty, and Guan Muzhou suddenly said something when he slowly picked up the speed.

"Ah, I know." Ling Su shrugged, "but the kind of family whose front lawn can catch up with the school playground is beyond my reach. I dared to chase and play in high school, but now I can't see it. How dare you continue to dream when you are running towards your thirties.”

Guan Muzhou glanced at him, sighed and said nothing.

Both his and Ling Su's family backgrounds are not bad, they are both fairly well-to-do families, but it's easy to say

Those are people from another world.

According to the common sense of adults, there is really no need for follow-up development-there is the class barrier.

"Aren't you afraid that your Mr. He is also from there?" Guan Muzhou finally asked a question.

"First, I really only have a little sympathy and a little curiosity for him now. Whether it can be considered to the point of both families is another matter. Also, have you ever seen a rich person who can live in the Third Hospital? "

"That's right." Guan Muzhou stopped the topic very quickly, "If your uncle's family insisted that the Third Hospital is convenient, you would not be willing to let grandpa be there."

While talking, the two of them went to the bar opened by Guan Muzhou's friend.

Ling Su's experience in going to the bar is neither too much nor too little. Most of the time, he is the type of sitting and drinking without moving. The gaze cast on oneself.

Guan Muzhou went to store his clothes, and when he came in again, he saw Ling Su sitting in a booth, his normally smiling baby face looked a bit cold under the flickering lights.

"What's going on?" Guan Muzhou poured a glass of wine, sat down and handed it to Ling Su.

Ling Su took the wine: "I don't think something is right today."

Guan Muzhou expressed that he felt the same way. After pouring some wine for Yi Xing and himself, he took the cup to the bar to search for his friends.

"Damn it." Guan Muzhou, who came back, was furious, "This bastard seems to know Yi Xing, but today he seems to be Yi Xing's pre-marriage party, fuck."

No wonder he insisted on bringing Ling Su with him, saying that he can drink whatever he wants, and he can order whatever he likes, and he doesn't have to pay for the whole shop.

unwise.

Ling Su lowered his eyes so that Guan Muzhou couldn't tell what mood he was in right now.

"Why don't we go?" Guan Muzhou sat beside Ling Su and asked him.

Ling Su waved his hands and smiled: "It's already here, and it's nothing serious. It's not too much for us peripheral people to join in the fun and have a drink."

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The periphery is the periphery of the masses.

When Yi Xing came over with a glass of wine, Guan Muzhou knew that he would have a hard time tonight.

"Can I have a chat with Ling Su alone?" Yi Xing was tall and tall, bent over to lean on the sofa, standing next to Ling Su and the others, covering almost all the light.

Ling Su looked at the swaying amber liquid in the wine glass, and finally smiled with her lips curled up: "Ah, let's go out and talk, just let them drink."

Ling Su can't count how many nights he has had, like today, standing and talking aimlessly with Yi Xing.

Sometimes it is the playground, sometimes it is the balcony of the bedroom in the middle of the night.

Now it's easy to head outside the walls of the bar for bachelor nights.

Yi Xing handed Ling Su a box of mints that he often ate and told him to clear his throat, Ling Su took it and thanked him.

When the familiar mint taste spread in his mouth, Ling Su heard Yi Xing ask him, "Will you come to the wedding?"

"Yes." Ling Su hardly hesitated, "But the gift money may not be too much, so don't pay too much attention to it at that time, hahaha."

Ling Su laughed twice, feeling that the tense atmosphere didn't seem to be relieved by this, so she simply closed her mouth.

Yi Xing had a complex expression, holding a wine glass in his hand, and the force was so strong that the wine in it was shaking non-stop.He looked down at Ling Su, and when he spoke, his voice was hoarse: "Ling Su, if we were at that time"

"Okay, it's boring to talk about this again." Ling Su waved his hand, signaling Yi Xing not to make any assumptions.

Ling Su casually went to the nearby 24-hour convenience store to buy two cans of beer, and when she came back, she opened two cans with one hand and handed them to Yi Xing.

Yi Xing stood where the wine was, Ling Su opened the jar by himself, touched him casually, and leaned against the railing: "Marriage is a good thing, the only thing you should do now is to go back and drink happily , and then go home and sleep peacefully waiting for your bride."

"It's not like that, Ling Su, listen to me that she and I are not what you think."

Ling Su's facial features were all sharp, looking like an elf with a round nose under the moonlight.Yi Xing is tall and always likes to look down at him.

But now this person hasn't changed at all, and what he said was sane: "Yi Xing, we never started from the beginning to the end, and we didn't have any ifs. You may have cut this off yourself. Whether it was a year ago It was still six years ago, if you stood here and said to me, is it possible for Ling Su and us, I can tell you that there is no need for you to finish your sentence."

"I don't ask for anything, I don't want anything, you just ask, we may have everything." Ling Su smiled self-deprecatingly, "Is it ironic? I used to think about whether I would visit your Yi's house one day Look, although you can't get married, what if you meet your parents?"

"But when you come back, you will already be someone else's fiancé."

Ling Su raised her head and finished drinking the wine in the jar, crushed the jar and threw it into the trash can not far away, when she looked up, her eyes were so clear that there was no trace of alcohol: "Yi Xing, we're done."

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That night Yi Xing got drunk in front of everyone.

No matter in terms of family background or ability, Yi Xing was the best in their circle. Although everyone present came with the intention of joining in the fun, no one dared to really drink Yi Xing's wine.

Yi Xing was drunk all by himself, wandering around the place and pulling people to look at their faces, he didn't know who he was looking for.

The situation of Ling Su who left early was not much better.

Guan Muzhou lived in his house, and they each hugged a cat, opened two bottles of foreign wine from the bar at home, and opened two cases of Ling Sudun's beer by the way.

Ling Su had no expression when drinking, and occasionally combed his hair with a small comb when hugging the uncle.

"Su!" Guan Muzhou sat on the other side of the sofa, blushing and calling him in a daze.

"Don't worry about me." Ling Su waved his hand, "I'm really fine."

To him, today is more like an official farewell to Yi Xing.He has never been a person who is good at saying goodbye to people. He is not used to any changes in his life. He even shoots a vlog basically unchanged.

To detach from life a person who has existed for so many years.

It's so difficult.

Throwing away the bed blanket, Guan Muzhou, who was already paralyzed from drinking, covered it, Ling Su went to the wine cabinet to find another bottle of vodka for herself, and opened the drink with a calm expression.

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When Guan Muzhou woke up, he felt that the world had collapsed.

His eyes widened, he lifted the blanket and sat up, rubbed his hair and walked around the room violently twice: "What can I do with this, my God, what can I do?"

He walked around the house twice in bare feet, and when he saw two balls of fur rushing out crazily, he kicked his legs back in fright. After he took a closer look and found that they were two hungry cats, he sighed: "Why, he Have you already drank to the point where you forgot to put food for you?"

The two cats stared wide-eyed, and exchanged friendly begging gazes with Guan Muzhou.

Guan Muzhou covered his face and let out a long sigh: "It's over."

Half an hour later, Grandpa Ling received a call in the ward.

"Hey, Xiaosu, ah, Xiaoguan?" Grandpa Ling's voice was so loud that He Yanhui, who was sleeping next to him, woke up almost as soon as he picked it up.

Is Ling Su coming?

He turned around and sat up propped up.

"Order takeaway? Ah yes, I won't pick, what's wrong with Xiaosu, he can't cook, ah, is he drinking?" Grandpa Ling asked, "Did you take him out to play again?"

"No!" Guan Muzhou on the other side of the phone was about to cry, dragging Ling Su who died of drunkenness on the ground, wanting to cry without tears, "Yesterday Ling Su met Yi Xing, and when he came back, he drank himself to death. I guess you won’t be able to wake up before tonight. I’ll ask him to order something for you if you want to eat!”

"Hey, well, this kid is always with Yi Xing, you can order anything you want." Grandpa Ling asked Guan Muzhou to eat something himself, and suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked He Yanhui next to him, "Little Hey, do you eat? Xiaosu won't be here today, so he told us to order takeaway."

The voice of the elderly machine was so loud that almost the whole ward played the radio on the phone, how could He Yan, who was sleeping next to him, not hear it.

"No need." The person behind the curtain sounded calm.

He Yanhui grabbed his bed sheet and stared at the darkness in front of him with his eyes wide open.

"No need, Grandpa."

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