love addiction

But...it was broken after all.

What's in his mind now is Tang Mianmian's charming and lively appearance, so he is more determined, "From now on, she will be her, and I will be me. Goodbye, we are just relatives, nothing else."

After finishing speaking, he turned around resolutely, and never looked at the brightly blooming roses in the greenhouse again, leaving Zhu Wenyi standing there with a dazed expression.

As if a century had passed, she picked up the phone that she hadn't hung up, and said tremblingly, "Xin Nian, did you... hear it?"

The woman on the other end couldn't make a sound, and choked up and said, "Godmother, am I... am I stupid?"

"Ah..." She sighed, feeling very disappointed, "Perhaps, you should have told him the truth back then."

"No, you can't tell, it will make him bear a lifetime of psychological burden."

"I'm sorry for you, Xinnian." Zhu Wenyi caressed the smiling woman in the photo, mist filled the air.

Everything... seems to be irreversible.

***
In the tea house, the old man is drinking tea and writing.

As soon as Tang Mianmian saw the brush, she remembered the situation when the old man punished herself for copying Buddhist scriptures. An inexplicable sense of familiarity came over her, and she took the initiative to study the ink, "Grandpa, you have something to do with me."

"Well, I'll talk about it later, I'll finish this version."

The old man's handwriting is strong and powerful, and one can tell at a glance that he is a person with solid foundation.

From Tang Mianmian's point of view, this is no different from the calligraphy and paintings of those calligraphers.

"Grandpa, your handwriting is really beautiful. When you saw the Buddhist scriptures I copied back then, you didn't laugh at me, did you?" She said with a smile.

The old man hummed twice, "It's so ugly."

Tang Mianmian knew this would be the result, and she was not angry, "Then I will practice more in the future."

"It's time to practice more. Your current generation can only type. Mobile phones, computers, and tablets are very easy to type, but there are so many words that they can't write. They are really falling behind. .”

When the old man talked about the truth, it was sloppy, Tang Mianmian could only nod his head in agreement, "Yes, yes, I also feel that I am too backward, and I will practice calligraphy every day in the future, which is also good for us designers. "

"Well, art has something in common."

"Yes." She chuckled.

The old man finished writing the first edition, and Tang Mianmian took the initiative to hang it up for him.

The old man sat down at the coffee table and began to drink tea.

Tang Mianmian hurried over again to make tea for him.

He still remembers the first time he made tea for the old man, he was careful and courteous.

After drinking the first cup of tea, the old man opened his mouth, "Mianmian, you and Jue are married now, and it has been announced to the public that you are a member of my Long family. The Long family welcomes you."

"Thank you Grandpa." She smiled decently.

I was quite touched in my heart, and my grandfather told her about it once in a serious manner.

It seems that the head of the Long family is not so easy to be, and he has to manage everything.

She could almost imagine how heavy the burden would be on Long Yejue's shoulders.

"Grandpa told you before, you should be cautious when you are outside, right?"

"Well, I always remember." Tang Mianmian nodded heavily.

Long Zhenfei laughed, "Although you didn't do very well, you are still reasonable. Grandpa scored you [-] points. You just passed, so you still have to work hard."

"I will, Grandpa."

"What's more, if you encounter any grievances outside in the future, don't bear it all the time. As the Long family, how can you be bullied casually? You can tell Jue and let him take care of it, or tell grandpa, grandpa will also I'll help you out." The old man smiled very kindly, completely different from the grandfather Long Yechen talked about on weekdays.

Maybe it's different for me.

Tang Mianmian has always known it, and can feel it from his daily life.

Grandpa treats himself better than Long Ruoshui.

Otherwise, Long Ruoshui wouldn't be so jealous of herself.

She nodded even more moved, "Grandpa, I see, thank you Grandpa."

"Well, I called you here today, but there is actually one more thing to do." He restrained his smile a little, and calmed down a bit.

Tang Mianmian's heart tightened, a little unaccustomed to such a change.

But Long Zhenfei didn't give her time, and continued, "The way to get along between husband and wife is trust. Trust is easy to say, but hard to do. I know Jue. He is a very serious person." People, since he has chosen you, you have to trust him, just like he trusted you before."

"Ah."

This is where Tang Mianmian was moved.

Although she didn't understand why grandpa said this to herself.

"Okay, remember what you promised grandpa today, you have to be trustworthy, grandpa is waiting to give you a grade, and I hope it's not just a pass, you know?"

"Okay, I will try my best to be better than last time." Tang Mianmian was full of confidence.

Only then did Long Zhenfei nod his head.

But Long Yejue had already looked for him, and when he saw the two talking and laughing, he felt a little relieved, "Grandpa, you pulled my wife to talk again while I was away."

"Mianmian is still my granddaughter-in-law, can't she?" the old man said with a straight face.

"Then you have to ask me."

"What do you mean by asking, am I your property?" Tang Mianmian couldn't help protesting.

Long Yejue nodded solemnly, "Of course."

"You can just be jealous." She squeezed him secretly!
Long Yejue grinned, "Daughter-in-law, save me some face."

"Okay, let's go eat. It's almost time. Everyone is here today." The old man stood up, ignored the flirting between the two, and walked out.

Only then did Tang Mianmian let go of Long Yejue and stuck out her tongue, "Long Yejue, you are so childish."

"My name is MAN, don't say I'm naive!" He took her hand and followed behind.

It was very strenuous to walk on gravel roads in high heels before, but the flat shoes I wear today are very comfortable to walk on.

But Long Yejue suddenly squatted in front of her, "Come on, I'll carry you on my back."

"No need." She declined with a smile, pointing to her snow boots, "Did you see that, they have no roots."

"Oh, what a pity, I thought I could eat tofu."

"..."

This man is enough!

But Long Yejue was also curious, "Honey, you are married now, don't you care about your image?"

"What do you mean?" She looked back at him, feeling inexplicable.

How disgusting do you mean?
You just got married, so you despise her?
This is too unreasonable!
Long Yejue curled his lips, "I mean, you used to wear high heels, dress up, put on light makeup or something, but look at yourself now, no makeup, no makeup, of course, my wife is also very beautiful without makeup , Ditch those celebrities."

"do you have any opinion?"

"No. No." He quickly denied.

Only then did Tang Mianmian bypass him, "Let's go, it's time to eat. I'm hungry. I haven't eaten the old house's food for a long time. I'm thinking about it."

"As ordered!"

"Small."

The dinner was very rich, and Tang Mianmian chose to eat what he liked, fearing that he might feel sick and affect other people's appetite.

Long Yejue would also pick up food for her from time to time, and everyone was envious of her affection.

Long Ruoshui also came back from school. Her low profile these days made Long Yejue admire her and gave her a reward.

Let her go to the company for an internship during the winter vacation.

Long Ruoshui muttered, "Is this also called a reward?"

"of course."

She stopped talking.

Long Yejue gave her a meaningful look, then went back to coax his wife.

When Long Yechen came back, everyone was almost finished eating.

Wang Minghui pulled him to give him more food. He always said little on such occasions, but just looked at Tang Mianmian, and then said nothing.

After dinner, the old man asked Long Yejue to go to the study to discuss matters.

Tang Mianmian guessed that it was related to what Jue Shi met recently, so she didn't follow, but planned to walk back to the memorial garden by herself.

After taking a few mouthfuls of food, Long Yechen chased him out, "Sister-in-law, wait a minute."

Tang Mianmian was wrapped in a thick scarf, with only a pair of eyes exposed on her small face. Under the light, she looked extraordinarily beautiful, "What's the matter?"

Long Yechen flickered for a moment before regaining his senses and said, "This is for you."

A very fine box.

Tang Mianmian was a little taken aback, "Why did you give me a gift?"

"Happy New Year." He said.

"Oh, thank you." It turned out to be a New Year's Day gift.

Before New Year's Day was his wedding banquet with Long Yejue, so no one mentioned the New Year's Day gift.

When Long Yechen gave it to herself, she thought it was a wedding gift, but it turned out to be a New Year's Day gift.

"I didn't give you any presents, I'm so sorry." She smiled awkwardly.

But Long Yechen shook his head, pursed his lips, "No, the gift you gave me, I've been wearing it since then."

He revealed the watch on his wrist.

It was Tang Mianmian's birthday present for him, and he chose it carefully.

She smiled, "As long as you like it."

"I like everything you gave me."

"That... I'm going back." Tang Mianmian didn't know what to say, so she could only find an excuse to go back.

Long Yechen didn't hold back either, and waved his hand, "Okay, go from here, there will be less snow to avoid slippery ground."

Tang Mianmian nodded, took two steps, and looked back at Long Yechen who was still standing there, "By the way, I haven't thanked you for the hospital incident last time, thank you."

"I've already said that you don't need to thank me, as long as you need help, you can find me at any time." Long Yechen stood in the snow and smiled.

In that instant, a picture flashed through Tang Mianmian's mind.

As if behind him, a pair of huge wings spread out.

Just like an angel, glowing with holy light.

Tang Mianmian shook her head, laughing at her strange idea.

Can you still be in Thunder Point?

He actually imagined Long Yechen as an angel.

Facing the wind, she walked back to Nianyuan.

As soon as he returned to Nianyuan, before he had warmed up, Long Yejue came back, and Tang Mianmian was nestling on the sofa watching TV, quietly.

As soon as Long Yejue came in, he held her in his arms and chatted casually.

But mostly Long Yejue spoke, while Tang Mianmian listened.

Long Yejue was a little surprised at the quietness of the little girl tonight, and asked with concern, "Why are you listless? I didn't bother you last night, or did you miss me? That's why you're not energetic?"

"..." Tang Mian was in tears, why did he always think of going last night?
"No, no." She replied shyly, turning her eyes elsewhere.

Long Yejue laughed lowly, "Then I'm not charming enough, I have to work hard."

"Pfft..." She gave the man a blank look. You can't afford to be hurt when you meet a sullen man.