Love Marriage First: Young Master Li, your wife ran away again

When Mo Sheng smelled a faint fragrance, it seems to be sweet, but if there is nothing there, it is illusory, a thin wisp, floating around the body, when you want to catch it, it disappears again, it's heart-stirring itch.

Su Yihuan by her side lowered her head, her long eyelashes covered her eyes, she gently brushed her hair, revealing the white jade Su Yihuan flower earrings on her ears.

Su Yihuanhua hangs upside down on her small earlobe, trembling slightly with her movements, reflecting a soft luster.

Shi Mosheng seemed to be fascinated by a ghost, and stretched out her hand to support the small flower.

Su Yihuan felt warmth in her ears, and her earlobes were gently pulled.

When she looked up and saw Mo Sheng's outstretched hand, her ears turned red.

She grabbed the earring subconsciously, the jade was warmer than the skin, and the tentacles were slightly cold.

Shi Mosheng naturally withdrew her hand and said, "The earrings are very beautiful."

That voice was warm and soft.

Su Yihuan's heart thumped violently.

"This is my mother's jewelry when she was young."

She murmured, her voice almost inaudible.

The heart didn't stop, Su Yihuan always felt that the movement in her chest would be heard.

When she was a freshman, she put on a stethoscope for the first time, put it on the chest of a classmate, and heard the pulsation of life clearly.

puff... puff...

At this time, as at that time, the sound of the heartbeat was transmitted to her own ears through her own blood and bones.

It's also plop... puff...

It's just irregular, this heart, like a lost frightened deer, wanders around restlessly, trying to tell her a secret that makes her uneasy.

The scenery outside the car window gradually became familiar, and finally, she heard Shi Mo Sheng order the driver to stop at the entrance of the alley.

Su Yihuan panicked and hurriedly opened the car door.

Su Yihuan instinctively shrank her shoulders as the cold wind of severe winter rushed in.

Only then did she remember that she and Shi Mosheng left in a hurry and left their coats at the hotel. She was about to grit her teeth and rush out of the car.

Suddenly, an arm stretched out behind him.

Shi Mosheng leaned over, almost holding her in his arms, hooked the car door handle, and closed the car door with a bang, the cold air was cut off from the car door in an instant.

His slight breath sprayed on the back of Su Yihuan's neck, and there was a faint smell of champagne.

But after a while, Shi Mosheng sat upright, and the two returned to the previous distance.

"It's too cold outside, you'll catch a cold if you go out like this."

Shi Mosheng unbuttoned her suit, took off her jacket, and put it on Su Yihuan's shoulders: "This is better."

"Thank you Dean..."

Su Yihuan thanked softly, not daring to look into Shi Mosheng's eyes, as if it was some kind of trap.

If you take a look at it at this moment, you may fall into the abyss.

She clenched the front of her suit with one hand, opened the car door with the other, and got out of the car as if fleeing.

She just remembered walking quickly, feeling flustered, and only when the door slammed shut did she realize that she had arrived home.

The house was empty, and Chen Cheng was not there.

Leaning her back against the door, she reached out and touched the earrings on her ears.

Six petals, with uneven texture, are cool in her fingertips, calming her mind.

She took off her suit.

It is made of high-quality wool, and the inside is hand-stitched. It is dark gray in color, calm and steady, just like its owner.

The driver turned the car around, drove on Century Road, and headed for Shi's villa.

Shi Mo Sheng felt a little drunk.

The jacket was given to Su Yihuan. He was only wearing a light gray shirt. He relaxed at the moment and loosened his tie.

The car passed by the fence of the park before driving into the villa area, Shi Mosheng remembered that beside the dark green fence, there was a row of Suyi Juanhua trees.

It is deep winter now, and there are only dead branches standing in the cold wind, without flowers and leaves, which is not beautiful.

But it seems that there is still a trace of that person's sweet smell in the car, Shi Mosheng seems to see the flowers and trees in full bloom.

This flower is so beautiful, I should plant a few in my own yard.

What did Bai Juyi say?

It's so strange that Mulan used to be a girl...

When Chen Cheng came back, Su Yihuan had already hung Shi Mosheng's suit in the closet, afraid that he would ask the bottom line, and she didn't know how to answer it.

Chen Cheng came back with a bag full of photos, and it turned out that he had gone to print the photos.

He sat down on the sofa and asked, "How was your ex-boyfriend's wedding? Did you mess it up?"

Su Yihuan peeled open an orange and gave half of it to Chen Cheng: "It's great, the bride stepped in as a third party and even provoked me. I resolutely fought back and won a big victory!"

"Okay, I didn't expect you to be so powerful?"

Chen Cheng stuffed a piece of orange into his mouth and gave her a thumbs up.

The table was covered with photos. This batch of photos were not taken by SLR, they were all taken on film. Su Yihuan didn't have a darkroom at home, so Chen Cheng went out to print them on purpose.

Su Yihuan also sat by and looked through, and found that Chen Cheng's photos were all of the ancient buildings in Yancheng.

The film itself has an old tone, and the developed photos have a natural sense of age.

Su Yihuan doesn't know photography, but she probably understands that photos are also a language, used to tell stories that are fixed at a certain moment.

She once saw the Forbidden City filmed on a set of films, without any palaces and pavilions, as if it was a section of red walls and white snow left by a random touch, but it was full of silent loneliness.

These photos of Chen Cheng are those old buildings from different angles, including places of interest and historical sites, and old houses.

Chen Cheng picked up one, and said to Su Yihuan: "Some houses, without proper protection and repairs, will inevitably disappear into high-rise buildings in the future. I heard that someone will record the sounds that are about to disappear, so I want to keep them. Live on these vanishing tiles."

Chen Cheng is really talented in photography.

There is very little room for the film camera to operate, and it does not go through PS. Everything that is photographed is authentic, showing the story of those time-honored bricks and tiles.

Su Yihuan looked at one by one, and suddenly found a very familiar building inside.

That building is neither a historic site, nor a former residence of a celebrity, nor even an ancient building. It is just an old-fashioned residential building 30 years ago.

In the photo, there is only such a lonely building on a large area of ​​open space.

The old city was about to be demolished and rebuilt, and the buildings next to it were all moved to the ground. Only this building has not been demolished yet, but it is already an empty building, and the residents have already moved out.

In the photos, mottled walls, broken glass, and climbing vines can be vaguely seen.

Su Yihuan was one of those residents who moved out.

This is where she lived when she was a child.

"I used to live here."

Su Yihuan rubbed the photo and said.

Chen Cheng glanced at the photo in Su Yihuan's hand, and his eyes flickered: "You lived here before? How could it be such a coincidence?"

"Many years ago." Su Yihuan said, and suddenly looked at Chen Cheng: "What a coincidence? You won't secretly poke about my past, will you?"

Chen Cheng stared, with an expression like Dou E's: "Absolutely not! I swear! It's really a coincidence!"

Su Yihuan saw that he had blown his hair, he didn't look like a fake, and said:
"Ok, I trust you."

She sat on the ground, supported her chin with one hand, and looked at the photo.

In this building, there are many memories of her and her mother, as well as memories of Li Chengan.