The lightness of the world of mortals

"Lynn..." Ming Yu called out, but suddenly fell silent.

"……What's wrong?"

Ming Yu was silent for a moment, and said, "Do you trust me?"

"Yes."

"Why do you trust me?"

For the other party to be silent, it is obviously a sub-question. The person who asked and the person who answered both hesitated to turn it into a proposition.

"intuition."

Ming Yu chuckled and stopped asking.

Haicheng wakes up, the CBDs on the west side of the river are next to the fireworks world in the alley, and the early oily smoke is in the air.Strangely, among the metropolises all over the world, Mingyu can only smell this smell in Haicheng and New York.

In addition to room order, there are two places in the hotel where you can have breakfast: the lobby on the first floor and the executive lounge on the [-]th floor.The first floor is open to all guests, but the fifteenth floor only welcomes VIPs and suite consumers.The food on the [-]th floor is small but refined, with some variations, but still very boring. It is true that you can meet celebrities here, provided that they do not let their assistants order meals.The first floor is divided into Tiannanhaibei, Central and Western divisions, where everything you want can be found.

In many cases, the extra price paid for grading does not correspond to the value of the item itself, but to the psychological superiority.

Ming Yu went from the fifteenth floor to the first floor, and simply carried his bag to the alley to buy street stalls.

Pancake fruit is a northern snack that I had never tried when I was young. When I was studying, I ate and drank with my classmates. The first time I tasted it, I was amazed. It is not only the crispy taste of the pancake itself, but also the Watch the visual enjoyment of the pancake chef's skillful operation.

She knew that the eggs might not be the "free-range natural grain chicken" eggs she insisted on using in the United States, and the oil might be waste oil, but they came together to become a delicacy that could atone for the unhealthy ingredients.

The pancake uncle from other provinces put the folded cakes in a vintage paper bag and handed them to Ming Yu, the wrinkles on his face laughed together, "Seven yuan, just scan the wechat, miss."

Ming Yu froze for a moment, then gave him money from his wallet.

The uncle thought about the customer in front of him with his unique eyes: he hesitated and asked questions when ordering ingredients, he was a little dazed; he was very polite if he didn’t have extra words, probably the lady who worked in the high-end office building next door; the material of the clothes looked good, and the bag was also good , but not a checkerboard pattern, no big logo, it may be a miscellaneous brand.

The uncles at the pancake stalls in big cities also recognize a few famous brands, and they can also judge people.

"Thank you."

The uncle was still pondering, but Ming Yue snatched his words and drifted away.

It smells good on me, the uncle thought.

At the entrance of the alley, I saw a pair of familiar figures: Kent and Jiang Ruojing.After not seeing each other for two or three days, Jiang Ruojing's long hair straightened back.

"Mr. Ming! What a coincidence?" Kent greeted and looked at the paper bag in Ming Yue's hand.

"Morning, I'm walking to work, and bought breakfast by the way~" Ming Yu laughed and raised the food in his hand.

Standing beside Kent, Jiang Ruojing only smiled, and said lightly, "Morning tomorrow."

"Morning, Jessica." Although Ming Yu returned her lightly, there was a hint of ominous feeling in his heart.

"Breakfast, there is a pan-fried mantou shop in this alley. I often bring Xiaojiang to eat it, and it happens to be close. His pan-fried steamed buns are good for making stuffed pork skin jelly, and they all cook it myself."

"Okay, I'll come to eat some other day," Ming Yu was afraid of his chatter, so he finished it in time, "Take a walk, I'll go to the company first, and I have an appointment at nine o'clock."

Jiang Ruojing held Kent's arm, tilted his head and smiled, "Mr. Ming, walk slowly~"

As Ming Yue walked, the image of Kent hesitant to speak appeared in his mind. He seemed to have something to say, did he not finish the introduction of Shengjian Mantou?Never mind him, Mingyu thought.

At noon, she finally knew what Kent wanted to say.

He was engaged to Jiang Ruojing, and he had to take a day off on Friday to go to her hometown in Qingcheng with Jiang Ruojing to propose marriage, just for a formality.

The whole company is congratulating the general manager on his upcoming wedding and embraces the beauty.Ming Yue opened the chat software, looked at Jiang Ruojing's profile picture, and wanted to say a word of blessing, but he didn't know what it meant, so he gave up.

Probably vaguely felt that Jiang Ruojing was not relieved enough to accept his blessing, and felt that this marriage was too hasty.

Kent is probably a loyal fan of the blue-green family. The classic six-claw round diamond of [-] carats is currently being worn on Jiang Ruojing's left ring finger. She is used to seeing diamonds on the rings on both sides of the main diamond in the United States. , Looking at this classic model again, I feel a little bald...Hold your hand to the window, and the March sun shines colorfully through the window glass.

Xiaomi and Cici couldn't wait any longer, they wanted to knock on the door and come in to make a fuss, but the door was not closed, and two furry heads came in, "Jessica~"

Jiang Ruojing withdrew his hand, "Come in."

"Oh, congratulations! Jessica is going to be the boss' wife of fates~" Xiaomi slapped her ass flatteringly, forgetting that she was still cute lynnxjessica before.

Jiang Ruojing chuckled, "The boss of Fates is in America."

"Oh, fates Haicheng, Haicheng! The manager of Kent is the most talented diamond king I have ever seen!"

"Wow!" Cici looked at Jiang Ruojing's left hand, "What a beautiful diamond ring... Isn't it expensive?"

"That goes without saying!" Xiaomi rushed to answer, "Don't you even look at the worth of our Jessica?"

What worth?Jiang Ruojing smiled almost sarcasticly from the corner of his lips, what is his worth?American returnee, the famous Beluga Haicheng department manager, 167cm in height, attractive measurements, middle-upper face... The sarcasm on the corners of her lips deepened, or is she an abandoned woman who Ming Yue doesn't even want to look at again?

"However, no matter how beautiful the diamond ring is, the hand that wears it must look good to show it." Cici followed Xiaomi and learned how to flatter. She is a qualified intern.

"Absolutely! When will Jessica send out the wedding candy?" Xiaomi giggled.

The corner of Jiang Ruojing's lips revealed a hint of ruthlessness, "Hurry up."

That night, after having a good meal with Ming Yue, Jiang Ruojing closed his eyes after the rain, and opened them again with a smile on his face, resting his head on Kent's arms, "When will I propose?"

The next night she received the small blue-green box. It was the second time Kent did this kind of thing, without all the gimmicks of the first time, such as hiding a ring in a wine glass, and kneeling on one knee. He didn't do it. If there is a gimmick, there will be no divorce, as long as the ring is decent enough.It was also his luck that one of the items that he was supposed to pre-order happened to be in stock that day.

The woman he proposed to marry really valued her real name rather than her name, there was no hypocrisy of wanting to welcome or rejecting, half-push and half-approve, she put the ring on her hand, and readily agreed.She didn't even ask if she wrote her name on the house.

On the third day, that is, last night, the two officially had a meal with Kent's parents, and they recognized their daughter-in-law.Jiang Ruojing came from an innocent background, and the conditions were tough enough, not to mention some women asking for a house and money. In addition, her son was second-married, and the second elder also compromised her shortcoming of being a foreigner.

Kent was overjoyed, and he couldn't wait to form a community of interests with her.

NO.20 is Mingyu's birthday, and for her, this day is just her mother's memorial day.

The tombstone was replaced by Ming Yue five years ago, and there was very little she could do for her mother.I heard that my mother liked yellow flowers when she was alive, and when she was a child for her birthday, she brought some over to present.When Ding was young, she had no money, and her uncle's family brought her here. It was not fashionable to present flowers at that time, and the management of the cemetery was not strict at that time, so my uncle would bring some paper money to burn, but Ming Yue insisted on picking some flowers to bring with her. Come on, the yellow flowers that could be harvested the most at that time were rapeseed flowers, which were earthy and full of vitality in the late 80s and early 90s.Later, when she had pocket money and flowers began to be sold in the market, she wanted to buy a yellow rose to bring.

Today she brought a bouquet of yellow chrysanthemums, was dressed in black, and her hair was neatly tied behind her neck.

At the end of March, everything is alive, regardless of whether this is the home of the dead.

In fact, it does not hinder, the alternation of life and death is the most natural thing in nature.The cemetery brings the exuberance of spring and the sadness of winter to the extreme. When great joy and sorrow are intertwined, people will accept it calmly.

She often thought that after thirty years, even if there was a soul in the world, it might have been gone long ago.

Just as he was meditating, footsteps came from the side, Ming Yu turned his head, and the person who was afraid and a little expectant really came.

The aged man took out three plastic bowls from his bag, filled each with some fruit cakes, bowed three times to the tombstone, and then turned to look at Mingyu.

"Ninny, today is your birthday, let's go home for dinner tonight."

"No, I have to rush back to Haicheng at night."

"It's not some far away place, my aunt and brother miss you."

Ming Yu didn't make a sound, really thinking that he should come to visit the grave right now.

"Ninny, in front of your mother today, Uncle wants to tell you two things: First, Uncle is not an enemy, and will raise you anyway. No matter how unhappy Uncle is, don't be so disrespectful. Second , you are getting older this year, and seeing you come and go alone every year makes Uncle feel uncomfortable, it's time to find a son-in-law to take care of you."

Ming Yu stood in front of the tomb, two bees flew up and down, found the yellow chrysanthemum, and plunged into it, like the second matching motion picture I told my uncle, the spring breeze blew over the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers near and far, and brought If you go, you can't catch it.

"I see." She replied softly behind the sunglasses.

Over there sighed, "Go to Uncle's house."

"No," Ming Yu opened the bag, took out a bank card, and stuffed it into his uncle's hand, "It's for my younger brother, and the password is his birthday."

"What do you mean? I don't want it." The uncle said and pushed the card into her hand.

"Take it." Ming Yu turned around and left after finishing speaking.

She drove the car halfway and stopped, parked under the shade of a tree, the spring breeze was still the same as before, she came out, sat at a wooden table for tourists, and took off her sunglasses.This school of spring and Jingming is not found anywhere else.

The phone was flashing, and when I unlocked it, I saw a message from Jiang Ruojing.The signal in the suburbs is not good, and a picture is displayed after scrolling and scrolling. It is two red books with the words: Marriage Certificate.

Wording: I get married today~

She picked her own birthday and her mother's memorial day to get married.