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Lu Wanyu returned home, took the food out of the insulated box, ate it by himself, and then went downstairs to clean overnight to clean up the usable things.

Many things have to be bought again, and it will not be able to open in a short time.

Picking up the calendar on the ground, next week is Christmas, time flies so fast, before we know it, it has been a year since we reunited.

Time only seemed to make sense after being with that person.

Lu Wanyu stood among the piles of rubbish in the store, raising her head to force back the tears in her eyes.

I feel hurt because I have expectations in my heart.

You have already decided to live alone, why are you still so weak?

People like Song Rongzhen shouldn't have expected him to have any normal thoughts.

The next day a neighbor came to condolences and asked him if he needed help.

Lu Wanyu thanked them for their kindness and said that they have not yet. All the vases, flower stands, and flower stands need to be re-ordered. The potted plants that are broken on the ground are fine, just repot them.

He didn't deliberately think about Song Rongzhen's affairs, and didn't answer his calls or texts.

I didn't sleep well at night, the doorbell downstairs rang all night, and when the door opened early the next morning, Song Rongzhen squatted outside the flower shop again.

Lu Wanyu rubbed her painfully swollen head and asked, "Master Song, what's the matter?"

Song Rongzhen stood up and leaned against the wall, squatting for too long, his legs became numb, "Wan Yu, have you changed the locks in the house?"

He had obtained the key to Lu Wanyu's house before, so he could come and go as he wanted, but who knew that he couldn't open the door when he came back last night, and no one opened the door when he rang the doorbell.

The weather at the end of December was a bit cold. Lu Wanyu zipped up the sweater on her body, stomped her feet twice, and said in a relaxed tone, "Young Master Song should not come here again. The cause of this incident is that Young Master Song It caused it, and now the store is ruined, and the business can't be done. If Young Master Song just wanted to play a prank and sleep with me for free, the purpose has been achieved, and we won't meet again in the future. "

"You, what do you mean?" Song Rongzhen looked at him with a pale face. The wounds on his face and head were still not healed, and there were many gauze band-aids, and he was dressed like a critically ill patient.

Lu Wanyu looked at him coldly, and tapped his shoulder with his finger, "It means, I won't serve you anymore, so get out!"

Shut up!

What is being an old man?

Want to lock me up?roll!

Song Rongzhen grabbed Lu Wanyu who turned around and wanted to leave, but Lu Wanyu didn't give him any courtesy, and squeezed his gauze-wrapped wrist, "Let go!"

"Oh!" Song Rongzhen bit his lip in pain, and stared at him stubbornly, "Don't even think about leaving me!"

Lu Wanyu grabbed his lapel and pulled him in front of him, saying ruthlessly: "Do you know why I keep lying to you?"

"I hate you, and I'm afraid of you! I'm afraid you'll ruin my life like you did in the past. I hate you for not being self-aware. Do you think I'll still be at your mercy like I used to be?"

"Song Rongzhen, stop pretending, you are a scumbag! Look at what you did to Liu Xiao, look at what you did to me six years ago. I was lucky to meet Shi Yan, he was my salvation, and Liu Xiao, look at his current appearance!"

"My life would be better without you! For me, you will always be the knife around my neck, threatening me all the time. Do you think it is possible for me to fall in love with someone who has threatened and tortured me?"

"The way you think you are affectionate makes me sick, Song Rongzhen!"

Pushing away the man with paper-pale lips, seeing him staggering and unable to stand upright, Lu Wanyu felt relieved for no reason, the self-tortured pleasure made him painfully relieved.

Maybe I'm not normal either.

Seeing him in so much pain made me feel good.

Lu Wanyu stepped back and leaned against the glass door behind her, and when she lowered her head, she realized that her legs were shaking badly.

There were drops of water dripping on the floor, looking up at the sky, "Is it raining?"

Tears rained down.

Painful and contradictory.

The weather was clear and cloudless.

Where does the rain come from?

Lu Wanyu raised her hand to touch the tears on her face, collapsed suddenly, covered her face with her hands and squatted down along the glass door, hugged her head and suppressed sobbing.

It was not time to open the door, and there were not many people in the square, but those who passed by occasionally would look at them with strange eyes.

Song Rongzhen walked up to him, squatted down, held him in his arms with open arms, and kissed his hair silently.

Lu Wanyu grabbed his collar, choked up and said: "Song Rongzhen, you won, I admit that you won, I lost, I lost completely. Please, don't provoke me again. Give me my life back Me, okay?"

The bet back then was the gear that started their destiny, and it hasn't stopped until now.

It's just because Lu Wanyu is always gloomy and playing games alone in the corner.

But because of the isolation and indifference of the whole class.

It's just because of a boring bet made by sixteen or seventeen-year-old children in physical education class. The losing party will send a representative to date the most eccentric person in the class, and within a month, he will win that person and let that person confess his love .

Young people, youth sprouting, the age that is most curious about the difference between men and women.

However, it's like opening the Pandora's box of life, and all the joys, sorrows, joys, joys and sorrows are opened.

Song Rongzhen struggled to hug Lu Wanyu, "Let's go home and say, Wanyu, don't cry."

Lu Wanyu put her arms around his neck, crying very wronged, "Song Rongzhen, why are you so cruel to me, every time I want to let go of my guard, you give me a fatal blow."

The time when we were friends was the same as the time when I was beaten by my father and had nowhere to go. Even now, six years later, I still can't escape his arbitrary control.

Without closing the door, he carried him upstairs and put him on the sofa in the living room. Lu Wanyu hiccupped from crying, and Song Rongzhen sat down next to him, letting him lie in his arms.

His Wan Yu has always been so fragile, always crying, every time she cries, she can't stop, she has to be coaxed all the time.

Qianqian kissed the person whose eyes were red and swollen from crying, "Wan Yu, stop crying. I promise I won't bully you in the future. It was my fault before, so I don't ask you to forgive me, just give me a chance, Wan Yu."

Wiping away the hot and soft tears with his fingertips, Song Rongzhen gently looked at the person in his arms, "Give me a chance to love you again. Last night, did you hear what my brother and I said?"

Lu Wanyu opened her mouth dully and let him kiss, neither responding nor evading.

"I'm sorry to scare you. I just like you so much that I want to hide you from anyone."

"Whether it's my parents or my brothers and sisters, I don't care at all. It doesn't matter to me whether they admit it or not. Wan Yu, I just want you."

Lu Wanyu still shook her head, turned her head to look elsewhere, tears kept rolling down from the corners of her eyes.

The store door couldn't be opened that day, Lu Wanyu cried for an hour or two, and finally calmed down after sleeping in Song Rongzhen's arms.

Really like a girl, the tears are so much that they can drown people.

Song Rongzhen was most afraid of him crying, because he couldn't be coaxed well no matter what method he used.

In the next few days, vases, flower pots and other things customized online were delivered one after another. After getting busy again, Lu Wanyu no longer frowns.

It's just that the relationship with Song Rongzhen has completely dropped to freezing point after this incident.

As for Song Rongzhen, anyway, the final school exam has passed, so he doesn't need to fly to the United States, so he stays in the store all day long, helping to assemble flower stands and flower stands.

On Liu Xiao's side, after his parents came to apologize, the family quickly moved out of the neighborhood, and there was no news.

The flower shop finally opened in time for the day before Christmas.

I specially bought a lot of North American holly to make small bunches of Christmas bouquets and wreaths as gifts for the reopening.

The things are beautifully made, and many people went to the shopping mall and came back to pay for them. They asked Lu Wanyu how to make bouquets and garlands.

Fortunately, the turnover of people in the nearby residential area is relatively high, and the reputation of the flower shop has not been affected by the previous fights, and the old customers are still willing to buy flowers.

On Christmas Eve, Song Rongzhen was bombarded home by a phone call from the eldest brother Song Rongjin, and Lu Wanyu also heaved a sigh of relief. The relationship between the two is so stiff now, and it is really painful to be in the same room.

Like other stores, Lu Wanyu also bought a batch of apples in advance and put them in boxes to make safe fruits, and sold them in the square at night.

The box is decorated with luminous stickers, made of gypsophila and colored paper, and the colorful piles on the table are very eye-catching, and many couples come to buy them.

The roses next to it are also sold a lot.

By ten o'clock in the evening, there were more and more people in the square, but everything was sold out, and Lu Wanyu had to close the stall.

When I got home and looked at the total number of cash registers on Taobao and WeChat, my eyes were immediately refreshed and turned into gold coins, and I made a lot of money!

I made money today, and it took more than a week for my depressed mood to be cured. After packing up the store, I closed the door and went upstairs.

The unused apples on the coffee table were peeled and sliced, and the melon seeds, peanuts and nuts were placed on the balcony.

Sitting on the balcony, if you look far away, you can still see the Christmas light show in the center of Binhai.

My heart slowly calmed down.

I don't know what they are doing now.

It made him sad when he left, but now I really dare not see him.

A house where one person lives is always less popular. I originally wanted to wait for the New Year's Eve, but who knew that I fell asleep leaning on the window sill and didn't eat much snacks.

Wake up when you hear the doorbell, just after twelve o'clock, the sky is full of fireworks, dazzling.

Outside the door is Song Rongzhen.

Don't you think it's troublesome to come here so late?

Lu Wanyu thought indifferently, went downstairs to open the door.

Song Rongzhen, who was standing outside the door, was wearing a pure cashmere coat and carrying a large canvas bag.

Seeing Lu Wanyu standing at the door, he forced a smile, and put his backpack in front of him, "I was kicked out by my family, and I came to join you."

Lu Wanyu was not interested in asking questions, and was about to let him in, when suddenly a car stopped at the door with a screech, and two or three bodyguards came down, followed by Song Rongjin, the head of the Song family who often appeared in magazines.

Seeing those people, Song Rongzhen bit his lip, put down his handbag, and walked over, "Brother Rong Jin, why did you come after me here? I—"

Song Rongjin was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, so she directly raised her hand and slapped him, "I don't even care about the life and death of my parents, the Song family has raised you for more than [-] years in vain!"

The gold-rimmed glasses were blown away and landed at Lu Wanyu's feet.

"Go back immediately, your parents are in the hospital." Song Rongjin clamped his neck and threw him to the bodyguard, then looked at Lu Wanyu from a distance, "Mr. Lu, it was you who asked me for help six years ago , you are the one who is entangled with him now. Please think about your position first—”

"Brother Rong Jin, I was the one who pestered him, it has nothing to do with him, you are not allowed to talk about him!"

Song Rongzhen's face was swollen from the beating, and she put her hands on both sides of the car door and shouted at Song Rongjin.

Song Rongjin walked up to him and ordered, "Get in the car and go to the hospital. I don't care about this man. Give me another second and I'll make him disappear without a trace in Binhai!"

Both of them are over 190, with similar body shape and height, and their faces are also somewhat similar due to genetic reasons. Those who don't know may think they are twins.

But the Song family only had these two little giants. The others like Song Rongqin, Song Rongyin and Song Ronghui were all about [-] to [-] in height, which is not too outrageous.

How could Song Rongzhen dare to argue with Song Rongjin who was in a fit of anger, obediently got into the car, lay on the window and shouted to Lu Wanyu: "Wanyu, you go back, close the doors and windows, I'll come over after seeing my parents in the hospital. Don't worry, it's fine."

Today, on Christmas Eve, there was a banquet at home, so he decided to have a convulsion today. Not only did he reject Dou's marriage request in front of all the guests, he also directly came out to his family.

Father Song Yichang was so angry that he had a myocardial infarction on the spot, and mother Xin Lan also had a sudden illness.

A good banquet was broken up unhappy.

As for Song Rongzhen, he went back to his room to pack his luggage in the chaos, and planned to come for a night run. After Song Rongjin got the news, he brought someone to chase him in a fit of anger.

Lu Wanyu watched the group of people who suddenly appeared and disappeared as if acting in a play left, then turned around and closed the door, went upstairs, took a shower, and went to sleep.

As for Song Rongzhen, he can do whatever he likes, anyway, he has no intention of becoming friends with the Song family.

Song Rongzhen left for nearly a month, and did not come back until the end of the year when Lu Wanyu was doing New Year's shopping.

The flower shop closed on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month.

29 spent a whole day cleaning inside and out. In the afternoon, I bought lanterns, couplets, window grilles and other things from the market last year.

Although there is only one person, Lu Wanyu spends the New Year in a very grand and formal way every year.

This year, instead of placing New Year’s oranges in front of the door, I bought two pots of blooming wintersweet flowers. The rich fragrance of flowers wafts at the door, making people feel at ease.

Early in the morning of the New Year's Eve, Lu Wanyu went out to buy vegetables. He didn't know how to marinate bacon. Every New Year's Eve, he would buy fresh seafood and meat for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Chicken, duck, fish, lobster, scallops, squid, etc., are stuffed in the back compartment before returning from the vegetable market.

Then, there was another person squatting in front of the door.

It's kind of like a domesticated dog, really.

Lu Wanyu thought jokingly in her heart.

Move the things to the door before driving the car to the underground parking lot.

When he came back, Song Rongzhen had helped carry two bags and stood up.

Even omitting greetings, Lu Wanyu opened the door, and the two carried four bags upstairs at once.

The kitchen is relatively small and cannot fit so many things, so Lu Wanyu separated the vegetables and put them on the dining room table.

Dried abalone and sea cucumber were soaked last night, and other kelp, fungus, shiitake mushrooms, etc. were soaked in basins and bowls.

Then he took out the things he bought yesterday afternoon and handed them to Song Rongzhen, "Paste couplets on the door, and hang lanterns on both sides of the door. Also, these window grilles and paper-cuts should also be pasted on the windows. Two big Chinese knots, one on the first floor and one on the second floor." upstairs, the colored peppers are hung on the second floor, and other small things are up to you.”

Anyway, people are here, so there is no need for nothing.

"Well, good." Song Rongzhen lowered his head and turned over, desperately recalling in his mind how the servants at home arranged for the New Year every year in the past.

After assigning tasks, Lu Wanyu went to the kitchen to prepare dishes.

New Year's Eve dinner, of course, is a reunion dinner in the evening, one day to prepare, there is no need to be in a hurry, there are not many dishes to cook.

At noon, I fried two dishes and ate them casually.

Although Song Rongzhen has never done the layout of the home, he checked it online, asked here and there, and it was almost done.

After finishing the work at hand, I went to Lu Wanyu and asked him if there was anything I needed to help.

Lu Wanyu asked him to help wash and cut vegetables.

The two of them worked together in a division of labor, but they were also very busy.

At around six o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Wanyu suddenly stopped and asked, "Song Rongzhen, don't you go home tonight for the reunion?"

The family is waiting for him, right?

Song Rongzhen shook her head, "I told my mother that I will be with you this year, and she agreed."

Lu Wanyu felt a pain in her heart when she heard this, she lowered her head and continued to deal with the matter at hand.

At 07:30 in the evening, all the New Year's Eve dinners were served on the table, and the plates, large and small, filled the entire table.

Lu Wanyu placed corresponding bowls and chopsticks around the table, a total of six bowls of rice and six pairs of chopsticks, and two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks belonged to him and Song Rongzhen.

After sitting down, although the Spring Festival Gala was playing in the living room and the sound of firecrackers outside the house, it still made the room look deserted.

I really don't know how he spent the past few years alone.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Lu Wanyu toasted Song Rongzhen, "Thank you for coming to help today, thank you for your hard work. Happy New Year, Song Rongzhen."

"Happy New Year, Wan Yu!"

Song Rongzhen clinked glasses with him.

Afterwards, the two ate while watching TV.

"Wan Yu, why don't you go to see Shi Yan?"

With that person around, it would be impossible for him to spend the new year alone.

Lu Wanyu stopped his chopsticks and smiled wryly, "I broke his heart when I left. I guess he wouldn't want to see me. It's also good. I'm in the same city and breathe the same air as him. I'm quite happy. fulfilled."

At that time, my mother was killed, my father was imprisoned, and I had a mental breakdown due to repeated blows, so that I couldn't even say goodbye properly at the end, and said that kind of thing.

Tonight is New Year's Eve, Song Rongzhen didn't want him to recall the sad things in the past, so he lowered his head to eat and didn't ask other questions.

The author has something to say: why Lao Song is trying to die, everyone is welcome to leave paw prints, hahaha.Our boss Song is a fastidious person. . .