Slightly sweet when I first heard it

It was already evening when Yan Jinghuai woke up again.

It was already dark outside the window, I don't know if the staff were off work or going to have dinner, the whole funeral parlor was empty, only the black and white photo of Mr. Wen looked at him.

It's okay to look at it during the day, but at night, this photo looks like the old-fashioned 'Mona Lisa'. No matter which angle Yan Jinghuai stands at, he always feels that the old man is staring at him.

Yan Jinghuai always looks cool on the outside, but he is actually afraid of heights, dark and ghosts.

He panicked, calling his parents, grandparents, and grandparents to bless him in his heart, and slipped out against the wall.

When he was a few steps away from the door, he heard a rustling sound coming from the direction of the old man's spiritual position.

Yan Jinghuai persuaded himself that he had heard wrongly, and a vague shadow suddenly appeared on the curtain.

Gah!
Yan Jinghuai immediately leaned against the wall, going through the ghost stories he had heard since he was a child.

Holding his breath, he quickened his pace and moved towards the door.After walking a few steps, he suddenly came to his senses, what if it was a thief.

Although the landlord's daughter is an idiot, her words are quite reasonable. The old man's funeral is so big, what if a thief comes in to fish in troubled waters?

Yan Jinghuai was debating whether to call security when the noise behind the curtain became louder.

This thief is too arrogant!

He was sure it was a human, and he was not afraid, so he picked up the broom in hand and passed aggressively.

He took a deep breath and pulled open the covering curtain, but the scene in front of him stunned him on the spot.

Wen Qingyin stretched out one hand towards the table, and clumsily reached for the urn on the table.

She held a box in her arms, exactly the same as an urn.

Yan Jinghuai asked with difficulty: "You, what are you doing?"

Wen Qingyin put away her astonishment and smiled strangely.

It was very dark, like ink smudged out.

This road seems to have no end, only the street lamps meander and stretch, casting strange shadows on the trees.

Yan Jinghuai held the steering wheel, not quite clear how he started this journey.

The end of this road is the sea, which is the sea closest to the funeral home. It only takes one and a half hours, and they have to go back at dawn.

This road is too remote, they are the only car.Yan Jinghuai couldn't help being distracted, his peripheral vision always fell on Wen Qingyin unconsciously.

Wen Qingyin hugged Old Man Wen's urn and curled up on the co-pilot.

"Don't look at me." She said, "Watch the road."

Yan Jinghuai withdrew his gaze, and the weird silence spread in the car again.

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And midsummer does not stop, the sand in early spring is lonely.It has no guests, only beating the embankment with sea water over and over again.

Wen Qingyin came out with the urn in her arms, and said to herself: "It's too dark, the old man's eyesight is bad, I can't see clearly, wait until dawn."

Yan Jinghuai didn't know what to say, he just took off his coat and put it on her body.

Smell voiceless and smell tobacco mint.

She asked, "Have you recovered from your cold?"

Yan Jinghuai said, "Okay."

Wen Qingyin stopped talking, just holding the urn and looking into the distance.

The sky is still dark, only the sea water is glowing with a light blue shimmer.

Yan Jinghuai went through the horror movie again, but found no ghost coming out of the sea.He was much more relaxed, and he was also in the mood to chat: "That family today is your fiance?"

"Former fiancé." Wen Qingyin bit the word 'former' heavily, "We are already married, he is in the past tense."

Yan Jinghuai understood, "They seem unreliable, no wonder you want to marry someone else."

Wen Qingyin asked: "Did I never tell you why I want to get married?"

"Although 'Wen's' is a listed company, the major shareholders are all the Wen family." Wen Qingyin said, "It doesn't have to be Wen, but they are all from the old man."

"It sounds unbelievable, right, but in essence, 'Wen's' is a family workshop."

"I don't know if my dad is unconvinced or he can't save face. He is always very dissatisfied with grandpa giving me the position of president."

"I think he is not very interested in the position of president, but every day someone whispers in his ear, 'This position is yours, and it was Wen Qingyin who stole your things'. His ears are soft, and after a long time, he will I really believe it."

"My dad always thinks that if I marry me off, I'm no longer a member of the Wen family, at least the position of president is out of the question."

Yan Jinghuai frowned: "You said that you were afraid that the Cui family would take advantage of you—"

"It's true." Wen Qingyin said.

"If the Cui family is honest and doesn't engage in petty tricks, I don't care who my marriage partner is. But as you can see, they are all idiots."

"If a person is stupid, there is still some help. Stupid is not good, stupid is a terminal disease, and there is no cure."

Wen Qingyin looked at him, "You have to know, I'm rich."

"I'm sure, for this money, they can do everything without a bottom line."

Yan Jinghuai suddenly felt sorry for her.

Even he himself had some ulterior motives at first.

Wen Qingyin seems to own the whole world, but she doesn't actually own anything.

Again.

Wen Qingyin frowned.She saw the expression on his face again.

She had seen this expression on Shu Jiyuan's face occasionally, and she said it was distressing.

She didn't understand that Yan Jinghuai, a poor man, actually wanted to sympathize with herself.

Wen Qingyin had never felt such a warm emotion, she was very disturbed, and attributed it to a new type of fraud.

Wen Qingyin asked, "What do you want?"

Yan Jinghuai was puzzled: "What?"

Wen Qingyin recounted his kindness to him in detail, "You bring me delicious food, you would rather be scolded yourself than help me deal with the unlucky ones, and you even accompany me to the beach."

"What is your purpose? Tell me, as long as it's not too much, I promise you."

Yan Jinghuai feels aggrieved.

He used to be suspected of trying to curry favor with Wen Qingyin, but Wen Qingyin was so pitiful that he couldn't bear to use her.

He has no purpose for her now.

Yan Jinghuai joked, "I didn't accompany you to the beach, but you kidnapped me."

He showed her the red mark on his wrist, "Look, the evidence hasn't disappeared yet."

"And you know, I'm an honest guy. Nice and honest."

"No one will be nice to others for no reason." Wen Qingyin became stubborn, "I'm not joking with you, you can ask for anything."

Yan Jinghuai was helpless, "Am I treating you well? It's just a few small things that can be done easily."

Wen Qingyin obviously didn't believe it, "Do you want money, or something else? It doesn't matter, as long as I have it, I will give it to you."

She raised her head and stared at Yan Jinghuai's mouth, not wanting to miss a word.

Yan Jinghuai's grievance turned into resentment at this moment.

He was married for the first time, and he hadn't even been in a serious relationship.He was grateful to Wen Qingyin for helping him save his aunt, and felt sorry for what happened to her. He didn't know how to repay her, so he tried to be a reliable husband like his father treated his mother.

But what about her?She actually suspected that she had ulterior motives.

He asked in a cold voice, "Can't I just treat you well? Or do you think that you are not worthy of being treated well by others?"

Wen Qingyin frowned even tighter, and urged: "Don't talk nonsense, just say you want it."

Yan Jinghuai was completely on fire.

He raised the corner of his lips: "I once heard a joke."

"A dog that's been abused, it's not hurt if you keep hitting it. But it's hurt if you pet it gently."

He stared at Wen Qingyin: "Your Majesty, what kind of abuse have you suffered to be frightened into a bird by a little ordinary kindness?"

His eyes were already pretty, but now he was filled with anger and disdain, reminding Wen Qingyin of his own diamonds.

She looked at him for a long time, then suddenly raised her hand and slapped him across the face.

Yan Jinghuai was really angry.

He touched the cheek that had been slapped by her, and before he wanted to speak, he hit the other cheek again.

"You!" Yan Jinghuai looked at her angrily.

Wen Qingyin calmly explained: "You deserved it the first time, but the second time really went smoothly."

She asked, "Does it hurt?"

Her eyes were steamed by the early spring wind, sparkling like a sea.

Yan Jinghuai's anger was extinguished by the sea water, and Wen Qingyin slapped him again.

!!!

The slap was actually useless, it was soft, as if touching him.

Wen Qingyin stood on tiptoe, pinched his chin, and warned: "Remember this lesson, and stop talking nonsense in the future!" "There are many people who love me.... I'm just, not the one who was chosen first."

Wen Yuming loves her, but he loves himself more.Ms. Ann loves her too, but for her, work is the most important thing.Shu Jiyuan also loves her, but when she gets married, her husband becomes her favorite person.

As for He Yihong, He Nange and the others, of course they love her, but they all have someone they love more.

Yan Jinghuai was going crazy.

He has lived for so many years, and this is the first time he has encountered a guy like Wen Qingyin who can confuse people's hearts.It's just that the master hunters in the bar are not as good as her.

He suspected that she had a double degree certificate from Stockholm and PUA, and that he was the innocent victim.

Obviously he was the one who was beaten, so why can't he help but feel sorry for her.

He felt that he should call the police, and it would be best to see a psychiatrist.

Although he has calmed down, he doesn't want to condone her bad habits:

Yan Jinghuai said coldly: "There is only one domestic violence and countless times."

Wen Qingyin said nonsense: "Didn't you release an album before? You should know that it takes three beats to make up a beat."

"And scientists have shown that repeating three times can help strengthen memory."

He doesn't seem to be angry anymore.

Because of her hearing, she is very good at observing words and expressions.

He seems to be really willing to treat himself well.

Wen Qingyin actually likes him very much.

She looked at the sea and asked in a low voice, "Did Grandpa really dream of me when he left?"

Yan Jinghuai hated her the most.

He hugged him into his arms, thinking to himself, he is really a fucking good person.

Wen Qingyin looked towards the sea: "Grandpa, he treated me very well. But, from the moment he left, I didn't shed a single tear."

Yan Jinghuai sighed: "When my dad left, I didn't cry, and I couldn't shed a single tear."

"I thought I wasn't sad."

"But at the end of that month, I got an excellent in the trainee assessment. I called my dad and wanted to celebrate with him. The phone rang for a long time but no one answered. I thought his dad was busy with work, and complained to him after a few words , It was only later that I remembered that he was gone."

"I passed out from crying that night, and my roommate almost called 120."