Pretending to Love: Mr. Yan's New Wife

This photo was taken very well.

The two of them obviously quarreled not long ago, and the quarrel was very unpleasant, but from the photos, it seemed that they were looking at each other affectionately, which was very romantic.

Zou Zhiyi's finger rested on the delete button, and with a little force, he was about to press it.

But for some reason, he suddenly remembered what Yanzhou said to her before.

He said he would work with her to fill up the photo album he made himself.

Inexplicably, she couldn't press it anymore.

After staring at the photo for a long while, he turned off the camera, and pressed it directly with the pillow, as if to deceive his ears, and stretched out his hand to press it hard twice.

Out of sight, out of mind, just kidding yourself like you've never seen that photo before, turn on the TV, choose a random channel, and watch the New Year's Eve party.

The volume of the TV was a bit low, and when it was about to be adjusted, the sound of fireworks bursting suddenly came from outside the house, completely covering the sound of the TV.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Zou Zhiyi looked out the window, and saw a figure bent over and lit fireworks in the yard, one after another, colorful fireworks rushed up to the sky, and then bloomed the most beautiful moment.

Those brilliant colors reflected Yanzhou's face clearly.

The mobile phone on the table vibrated suddenly, and the caller said that Mr. Yan was lighting fireworks in the yard.

She reached out and slashed the answer button and put it to her ear, but she didn't speak.

The sound of fireworks blooming came from the mobile phone, which coincided with the sound she heard in the other ear, but it added something she couldn't describe.

In the first few seconds when the call was connected, neither of them spoke.

Yan Zhou's breathing sounded close to his ears, as if he was breathing close to his own ear.

A heat gradually rose from the base of the ear, Zou Zhiyi couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch his earlobe, finally Yan Zhou's voice came from there.

A low voice with a hint of a smile rang in her ears.

He said, "My Mrs. Yan, I wish you a happy new year."

He didn't quarrel with her, and he didn't speak coldly to her, as if the quarrel just now didn't exist at all.

Zou Zhiyi's heart trembled following his laughter.

With her hand on her heart, she could clearly feel the frequency of her heartbeat.

Zou Zhiyi's fingers curled up one by one.

The events of that night are still vivid.The quarrel with Yanzhou just now has not passed for a long time.

She reminded herself that she shouldn't easily shake her mind just because of her few words, but the fireworks blooming outside the house made it impossible for her to ignore them.

Everyone likes beautiful things, and people will not be willing to refuse something that is too beautiful, just like the fireworks tonight.

There are countless fireworks blooming in the night sky, but only the fireworks rushing out of this yard are blooming for her alone.

a new Year.

In Zou Zhiyi's focus, the focus is not on "newness", but on one year.

In the past year, we were together, I did not lose you, in the new year, we can still be together, this is the best part of the new year.

Zou Zhiyi is celebrating the New Year's Eve this year, and finally she is no longer alone. From one year to another, she is accompanied by another person, and his identity is Zou Zhiyi's husband.

He gave her a firework. The gorgeous fireworks were her first impression of this year.