Getting married by mistake: the embarrassing wife of the cold-faced president

163 Chapter 1 A little flair [-]
With the help of Mr. Li, Cheng Yiming and I entered the gate of the school smoothly.Teacher Li was busy with other things and couldn't give up his life to accompany us to wander around. Not long after entering the school, he parted ways with us and left us to fend for ourselves, doing what we should do.

I took Cheng Yiming's hand and walked around the school.

Eight years have passed, and the school has not changed much, except that the original dormitory bungalows have been demolished, two dormitory buildings have been built, and a new teaching building has also been built.

I took Cheng Yiming to the old teaching building, went up to the third floor, went to my former classroom, then stood at the window and pointed to the seat at the back: "I basically sat in this seat for three years in high school. At that time , I have a nickname called 'Bamboo Pole', because I am tall and thin, and Fang Zisu is my deskmate, she said, 'I have no breasts'."

Cheng Yiming smiled.

I sighed and said, "Time flies so fast. In a blink of an eye, eight years have slipped away."

Cheng Yiming asked, "Do you feel old?"

I turned my head and thought: "No. I don't think I am old. I am only 26 years old, the best years of my life. If I am old at this time, I will be 66 years old, 76 years old, 86 years old, with gray hair Didn't he become an old goblin?"

Cheng Yiming looked at me and said suddenly: "Lala, do you know what your greatest strength is? Open-mindedness and optimism. With you, life will become much more interesting and life will not be boring."

I asked: "Really?"

Cheng Yiming laughed: "Really."

After leaving school, Cheng Yiming and I walked around again.

The festive atmosphere in the small county is very strong, festive and lively, and the sound of firecrackers is heard from the streets and alleys from time to time.There are various activities in the gymnasium and park, including folk dog fighting competitions, folk song competitions, hydrangea throwing competitions, interesting sports activities, calligraphy, art and photography exhibitions, etc. The programs are staged one after another, with good shows and laughter constantly.

At the stall at the entrance of the gymnasium, Cheng Yiming bought me a luminous butterfly hair clip and small silver rose earrings.I put the unhappiness behind me just now, like a little girl, looking in the mirror, happily put on the small rose earrings, and shook my head, swinging the small earrings, the luminous bracelet and hairpin on my head, Under the sunlight, it emits a faint green light.

"Does it look good?" I tilted my head and asked Cheng Yiming.

"It's pretty." Cheng Yiming said.

"Really?" I asked again.

"Really." Cheng Yiming said.

I was very happy, and boldly hugged Cheng Yiming on the streets of a small county where people were coming and going, then stood on tiptoes, and my lips fell on his forehead, giving a very sweet kiss with a loud "beep".

Cheng Yiming looked at me.

He wasn't unhappy in the slightest.At this moment, a ray of winter sunshine fell on Cheng Yiming's handsome face. He raised his head slightly, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and that faint smile rippled little by little, hardly projecting it on the face. The sun above melted away.

He said softly, "Fool."

I giggled.

Cheng Yiming stretched out his hand and squeezed my hand tightly, interlocking his fingers.Cheng Yiming's strong and generous hands conveyed the warmth. This warmth not only warmed my hands, but also warmed my heart.I was very happy to lean my head on his shoulder, and I couldn't contain my happiness for myself so blatantly.

Before I knew it, I arrived at the leisure and shopping commercial street.

It was purchased from small stalls one by one, with people coming and going, bustling, snacks, handicrafts, calligraphy and paintings, local products, and some ethnic minority costumes, which are dazzling and colorful. .

Strolled to a narrow flower shop booth.

At a glance, I saw all kinds of colorful imitation silk flower bracelets hanging in the booth, red, yellow, blue, white, purple, pink, small flowers one by one, half-opened and half-closed, or Blooming to the extreme, strung by red silk threads, it is so beautiful.

I ran in quickly and picked up a bunch of white plum blossoms.Those plum blossoms are white, delicate, and exude a faint fragrance, just like real flowers, so I can't put it down.

"Boss, how much is a string?"

"Eight dollars."

"Give me two skewers."

"Okay."

I picked two bunches, one smaller and one larger.The smaller one was worn on his right wrist, and the larger one was worn on Cheng Yiming's left wrist.Male left and female right.Then my right hand tightly held Cheng Yiming's left hand, and two strings of imitation white plum blossoms on their wrists felt even more crystal clear.

I smiled beautifully: "Isn't it pretty?"

Cheng Yiming's expression was a bit ironic.He is a 30-year-old man, and he is not a nymphomaniac. What kind of imitation silk flower bracelet is he wearing on his wrist?But seeing that I was very excited, he didn't want to disobey me, so he said duplicity: "Pretty."

I laughed "haha", and I was in an indescribably good mood.

Then, we wore imitation plum blossom bracelets, held a floral umbrella in a nostalgic photo studio, and took a big headshot together with smiles on our faces, which were then engraved on two mugs.

These two mugs, one for me and one for Cheng Yiming.

Then, I met an acquaintance, a classmate in junior high school.

She yelled from a distance: "Su Lala? You are Su Lala, right? Hey, long time no see, you stayed in City C after graduating from college, right? What wind brought you back to the small county? Come back to play? "

I nodded to her: "Yes, come back and play."

She looked at Cheng Yiming: "Su Lala, is he your husband?"

I said: "Yeah."

She envied: "Su Lala, you have such a good eye, you actually picked a husband who is tall and handsome like a movie star."

I said, "Thank you."

When I was a student, my relationship with her was just average, and I had nothing to talk about after not seeing her for so many years. After chatting for a few words, we passed each other.Behind her, she heard her friend ask, "Your classmate?"

The classmate said: "Yes, junior high school classmate."

Her friend said: "She is pretty. She is tall, very fashionable, and has a good temperament. You can tell that she is a person who lives in a big city."

A classmate said: "When she was in junior high school, she was as tall and thin as she is now. It was just that she didn't look very good. I didn't expect that I haven't seen her for so many years. She turned out to be more beautiful, and the husband she married is also handsome." Besides: "At that time in the class, the classmates looked down on her very much and called her a little bastard behind her back, because she was a bastard born to her mother and others, and the man didn't want her mother, so her mother would I carried her back to the small county town, and I don't know who my father is..."

The sound gradually faded away.

I put a blank face and pretended not to hear.Could it be that he would chase after her and quarrel with others with a blushing face and thick neck?Besides, although others are meddlesome and talkative, they are telling the truth after all.

Cheng Yiming didn't speak either.

He probably heard it too, and held my hand even tighter, as if to comfort me.

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(End of this chapter)