remarry [rebirth]

The suit jacket on Sun Jian's body in the back opened two sleeves.The inside of the mall is not that cold compared to the outside, but because it is early in the morning, there are fewer people, and the air conditioner or heater is not turned on all night. Wen Jiu and He Lanshu didn't stay here for a long time. So Wen Jiu didn't take off her scarf and hat when she came in.

Opposite him is He Lanshu, who is wearing clothes that look like early autumn. He is really not afraid of the cold, even if there is a strong wind, he will wear a long windbreaker outside to keep out the wind.

It's not like me, I have to bring a few warm stickers with me, I like to stay at home in winter, holding a warm hand warmer in my arms, with Er Fatty next to me, living like a leisurely old cadre Same.

Wen Jiu stood at the door, it was hot inside and cold outside, it was not a good feeling to be pinched like this, his hand was still clamping He Lanshu's hand like a crab, and he forgot to let go all of a sudden.

"What a coincidence, I didn't expect to see you here." After approaching, Sun Jian first smiled at Wen Jiu, then rubbed his hands together, and said, "Is there something wrong here?"

Wen Jiu shook the bag in his hand, "Come here to change your phone."

"The phone is broken?" Sun Jian asked further, with something in his words, "No wonder no one came to pick you up yesterday."

Wen Jiu laughed dryly and didn't make a sound, shrunk her neck down and buried it in the scarf again.

The snow has stopped today, and the wind outside is also light. It is only past ten o'clock, and the sun has risen. Although the temperature is not high, there is no wind blowing on the road, and you can still feel the warmth after a while.

It just so happens that this is the doorway, and the wind is pouring in, even if there is sun, you can't feel any temperature, and it is completely blown by the wind.

Wen Jiu moved her feet helplessly, only to find that He Lanshu moved twice, which happened to block the position of the air vent.

It felt a lot better without the wind blowing, Wen Jiu smiled and squeezed He Lanshu's hand, rolled her eyes, leaned her shoulders in his arms without any trace, and stood there effortlessly .

"This is..." Sun Jian looked at Wen Jiu with a smile, and asked in confusion until He Lanshu moved twice, as if he had suddenly discovered that such a person existed.

Wen Jiu shook her head and smiled at him, "This is my husband, He Lanshu."

"It turns out to be the eldest son of the Helan family. He has been admiring him for a long time." Sun Jian smiled and stretched out his hand. His hand is well maintained, and there is no need for any calluses. It's just that the joints are relatively thick and the knuckles are thin, so it doesn't look very good. .

Wen Jiu subconsciously looked at He Lanshu's hands. To be honest, He Lanshu's hands are really beautiful. His palms have thin calluses, which are left over from years of fitness. They are not soft and astringent when touched. On the contrary, the astringent ones have a rather unique feeling, and his fingers are very slender, and the knuckles are not prominent.

He heard from Zhou Manrou that He Lanshu learned the piano when he was young. Although he didn't keep learning for long, he was able to play a few difficult pieces.

He Lanshu's expression was indifferent, Sun Jian stretched out his hand for a while, then he took off the glove, held Sun Jian's hand, "Mr. Sun."

"Mr. Helan knows me?"

He Lanshu glanced at him indistinctly, "Ajiu came back last night and said that it was Mr. Sun who sent him back. It was quite late when he arrived at the company. Speaking of it, I have to thank Mr. Sun."

Sun Jian naturally understood the meaning behind He Lanshu's words, the smile on his face froze, he changed the subject with two laughs, "Where are you two going?"

"Go back to the company." He Lanshu grabbed Wen Jiu's hand and nodded at Sun Jian, "I won't delay Mr. Sun."

Wen Jiu blinked, and when He Lanshu pulled her away, she took the time to turn around and waved, and then he pushed her into the passenger seat.

As soon as Wen Jiu got into the car, she collapsed into the car with a smile, untied her scarf cheerfully, relaxed her neck and said, "You are running so fast?"

He Lanshu frowned and glanced at him, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Wen Jiu didn't know why he suddenly felt that He Lanshu actually looked like a boring gourd sometimes.

In fact, if one of the two of them had taken the initiative a little bit in the last life, maybe they wouldn't have ended up like that.

"Are you really angry?" Wen Jiu poked his arm a little, and saw that He Lanshu was still driving and ignoring him with a sullen face, so she pouted, "Grandpa was going to introduce Sun Jian to my sister, not me."

When the car arrived at an intersection, He Lanshu turned the steering wheel, stopped at one intersection and waited for the red light that had just changed, tapped the steering wheel lightly with one hand, and squinted at Wen Jiu.

Wen Jiu was amused by him, straightened his face and said, "I'm a married man now, don't worry, I will never do anything wrong to you."

He Lanshu was so teased by him that he couldn't hold back anymore. He wanted to tease Wen Jiu, but when he heard this, he rubbed Wen Jiu's head in a temperless manner, and watched the bangs on his forehead being pressed against his forehead by his own hand. He seemed to be covering his eyes a little, and then he said, "I'll go to the company later, and I'll cut your hair."

Wen Jiu blinked, "What should I do if Su Qin sees it?"

He felt that Su Qin would have trouble with He Lanshu sooner or later.leather.to fight back against the unfair treatment he received, and then take the opportunity to demand a raise.

"Su Qin is not in the company right now." He Lanshu glanced at the mobile phone on one side, motioned for Wen Jiu to pass it to him, he opened the schedule and glanced, "This morning he is in charge of going to Yan's house to discuss further cooperation, and he has no time to come back."

Wen Jiu smiled and nodded, and blew up with her mouth, thinking about what kind of cut He Lanshu could make for him.

"Did you cut your hair yourself too?" Wen Jiu reached out with one hand and pulled out a lock of He Lanshu's hair. His hair was trimmed neatly every day, and he was always meticulous.

This is also the case in life, he is very self-disciplined, and he has no habit of littering and sloppy like a brat like Yan Lang.

Every time I change clothes, shoes and socks, I will open them separately. When I am with him, if Fu Bo and Aunt Qin are not there, he will pack everything up before going in.The next morning, when Wen Jiu got out of bed, she could find the clothes she was going to wear the next day on the soft stool next to the bed, and the corresponding shoes would be placed in the entrance.

He has always been able to live his life so meticulously and orderly.

"Yes." He Lanshu responded, "Occasionally I will go to the barber shop for repairs."

His hair is relatively hard and grows slowly. He can go to the barber shop once a month or two, and it can be done in less than 10 minutes.

Hearing what he said, Wen Jiu couldn't help but look at her hair.

Last time, he found a random place in front of the school and cut it, but he couldn't stand the flicker, so he made a whole set meal out of nowhere, and the hair was dyed, so he spent a whole day in that place.

When he came out, he didn't see any difference except that his hair was a little shorter than usual.

Those looks that are done now are long gone, and he has also cut them in the middle, but the hair is shortened a bit so that it does not block the line of sight.

If it wasn't because he felt that He Lanshu might not like him very much if he kept an inch, he would really like to do it.Refreshing, concise, and needless to take care of.

For some reason, Wen Jiu suddenly looked forward to it.

He Lanshu also said before that he wanted to cut his hair, but he didn't have much time, so he delayed it.

----

Wen Jiu didn't expect that He Lanshu's tools would have a set in the office, so he asked curiously, "Why is there a set here?"

"Before I used to live in the company, so I prepared here." He Lanshu patted the stool and surrounded Wen Jiu.Wen Jiu was dressed in a chunky dress, and looked like a child after being surrounded by such a circle of cloth, and she looked a little cute when she swayed it when she was walking.

Wen Jiu thinks about it too.

After they got married, they didn't separate the beds, but because he was also quite resistant, so there were always two quilts, and there was an obvious dividing line in the middle, and neither of them crossed the line.

Later, He Lanshu seldom rested in the bedroom. Even when he returned home, he mostly lived in the guest room, and spent most of the rest of the time in the company. Yes, there will be a layer of blue beard.

Wen Jiu's hand touched his chin through the cloth. His own hair is relatively thin, and he often needs to shave every three or four days, and the color is light and not obvious.

It's not like He Lanshao, who needs it every morning, and it seems that He Lanshu likes to prick him with his short stubble every morning...

"Close your eyes." He Lanshu's voice rang in his ears. Wen Jiu closed her eyes obediently, feeling He Lanshu's hands running through her hair, and when she pressed her fingers on her scalp or forehead, she would feel her entire back The neck is numb for a while, and the eyes are a little soft and don't want to open.

He Lanshu's movements were very gentle. In fact, it didn't take long, but Wen Jiu almost fell asleep. He didn't react until He Lanshu opened his curtain and gently wiped the hair that fell on his face. Come here and it's finished.

"Have you cut it?" Wen Jiu looked at the mirror in front of him in a daze, and found that his hair was indeed a lot shorter, and his appearance was refreshing. His bangs were already thin, and he wanted to deliberately make himself look older. He specially made a slanted bang, and now He Lanshu directly flattened him, making him look as if he was a lot younger.

He looked at He Lanshu in the mirror again, he was standing quietly behind his chair, still holding a cup in his hand, his sleeves were rolled up a little, revealing his beautiful knuckles.

Moreover, He Lanshu was taller than him, and his temperament was much calmer and more mature. His figure was straight and his facial features were very deep. He was dressed in a dark suit, making him even more serious.

Wen Jiu looked between the two of them for a while, then suddenly said, "Ashu..."

"Yeah." He Lanshu looked at Wen Jiu for a while, and found that it was almost there, so he wiped off the scissors and started to pack things.

Wen Jiu poked her chin with her index finger, and said suddenly, "Tell me, if I walk with you like this, people will think I'm your little lover raised outside..."

He Lanshu's entire face turned black.

In fact, it's not because of his age or anything, but because of Wen Jiu's tenderness, and even more because of his eyes.

His eyes are so clean, so clean that no matter what he thinks, it seems that all emotions can be written on them.He remembered very clearly that from the first time he met Wen Jiu when he was ten years old and saw his eyes, he felt his heart beating very fast.

At that time, he didn't know what love was, but he knew that his heart was beating so fast that he had difficulty breathing, and he just wanted to hold on tightly to the beautiful person who looked like a doll in front of him.

Now that more than ten years have passed, he is no longer the silly kid who wore glasses and braces and spoke out of the air, but Wen Jiu is still the same as the one who looked at him ignorantly, standing in the afterglow of the sun, like an angel Same boy.

He paused with his hand to collect things, and looked at Wen Jiu's face on his arm.Wen Jiu actually loves to laugh, but he didn't know it himself. He Lanshu let out a sigh of relief, gently brushed his hair, "Go outside and play."

Wen Jiu stuck out her tongue and jumped outside with a smile, "I can play with your phone."

His mobile phone was charging, and he wanted to play at first, but when He Lanshu saw it, he immediately pulled him aside, saying that it was not safe to play while charging the mobile phone.

It didn't matter to Wen Jiu, He Lanshu's mobile phone memory was enough, so he simply downloaded a few games to pass the time.

Generally, He Lanshu will not delete the games after he downloads them, just like the few games on the tablet, because the layout is too messy, He Lanshu even divided them into categories, and you can see them when you open the screen.

Wen Jiu was about to download a heavy blog and post her own hair, but found that He Lanshu's phone had already downloaded it.

He hadn't downloaded Chongbo on He Lanshu's phone before... so he could download it himself?

Wen Jiu didn't think too much about it, maybe the company also has a job number or something. He was about to log out in the background, but suddenly saw the id.

User s9.

As soon as Wen Jiu stopped her hand, she really felt that this title was very familiar, but she just couldn't remember where she saw it.

It's really uncomfortable to think of things that you can think of but suddenly can't think of them.

Wen Jiu bit her finger and pressed the exit button anyway.

The moment he logged into his account, he suddenly remembered, user s9, isn't that one of his few poor fans here and there?

In s9, Wen Jiu unconsciously gestured on his legs, which were Shu and Jiu.

He looked up at He Lanshu who was sitting next to the computer desk, and suddenly fell down on the sofa and laughed sullenly.

Wen Jiu thought about it, but didn't expose it. Instead, she took a picture of her hair and planned to send it out as she originally thought. When she pressed the confirm button, she suddenly rolled her eyes and added a few words: Craftsmanship good.

Then he smiled like a sneaky cat, clicked on his fans, found the account of He Lanshu and began to read it secretly, probably because he was a little guilty, he looked up from time to time to see if He Lanshu was Not looking at myself.

There are only a few sporadic messages sent by his Chongbo, and most of them are some messages automatically sent by Chongbo after setting up an account.

Wen Jiu curled her lips, poked boredly, and backed out again.

----

At night, Su Qin came back from the outside. When he came in, he was still holding a form. Wen Jiu took a look and found that it was the practice form issued by their school.

The place where the upper right corner of the form was stamped had already been stamped with a red stamp, and he jumped up immediately, ran to Su Qin's side and said, "Thank you, Su Qin."

Su Qin looked haggard, and when he heard this, he gave Wen Jiu a sad look, which made Wen Jiu's skin goosebumps.

Today's Su Qin was no longer talkative, and after handing the form to Wen Jiu in a listless manner, he dragged his feet out again, looking extremely heavy.

Wen Jiu watched the door being closed by him, then approached He Lanshu's table, picked up a pen and poked his hand to play, "You won't really bully Su Qin, will you?"

Bullied?

He Lanshu raised his eyebrows, raised his head to look at him, Wen Jiu paused, laughed dryly, grabbed his form and ran back to the sofa, sat cross-legged on the carpet and began to think.

B University is very strict in reviewing the forms and dissertations issued. He Lanshu stamped him with the company's seal, which is good and bad.The good thing is that he can handle assignments smoothly, and because the company is famous, maybe he can get extra points. The bad thing is... the following statement needs to be accompanied by an additional [-]-word essay.

Wen Jiu put the pen holder in her mouth and bit her mouth unconsciously, taking it out and poking her head from time to time, but she couldn't think of how to write for a long time.

... He has been out of society for more than ten years, and he has just been in contact with the study career for less than half a year. What is the job, he has never been in contact with it in his previous life, and he has never been in this life.

For a moment Wen Jiu was a little worried, but when she looked up inadvertently, she found that He Lanshu had already walked to him, looking at him with a cup of coffee.

Wen Jiu touched her face subconsciously, "Is there something on my face?"

"No." He Lanshu said softly, "Why didn't you write?"

"I can't write it out." Wen Jiu thought about going to Zhang Kaige tomorrow to have a look... Although he can't copy it, at least he can find some inspiration.Otherwise, it will be made up at first glance, and the professors in the school are not fools.

"Go to Su Qin." He Lanshu glanced at it, squinted at the penholder that Wen Jiu was rubbing against his front teeth, his eyes darkened, "Let him write."

Wen Jiu blinked, "Will Su Qin still write this?"

"When he was in college, he often received printed document lists. There were many such types. According to the quality, the high-quality ones cost 2000 yuan and [-] words." He Lanshu took a sip of his coffee, "Many of them will be taken by the courtyard. Commendation."

Wen Jiu's eyes lit up immediately.

They asked for handwriting, but Su Qin could code the form and then copy it down. After gaining experience once, it will be easier to have such a form next time!

"You don't need high-quality ones, I just want ordinary ones." Wen Jiu stood up and patted her buttocks, grabbed the form and ran away.

He Lanshu watched Wen Jiu leave, and then sat on the edge of the sofa thoughtfully, looked at the pen holder that Wen Jiu shook with some traces, rubbed it gently in his hand twice, and then wrinkled. Frowning, he also took a bite tentatively.

Feeling nothing, He Lanshu took out the pen again, put it back in place as if his hand was burned, took a sip of coffee, and returned to his seat.

----

As soon as Wen Jiu and Su Qin finished talking about it, Su Qin lay down on the table with a crying expression on his face, as if he had no love in his life.

Wen Jiu went up and poked him, Su Qin didn't move and let him poke, Wen Jiu put his hands on the table and held his chin and said, "Don't do this, write a paper, you can't die."

"Go and help me deal with Yan Fei, I'll write you a thousand copies!" Su Qin became frantic, pushed the glasses on his face, and looked at Wen Jiu expressionlessly.

Wen Jiu was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the flashing red spots on Su Qin's skin that was buttoned to the top of his collar.

At this time... Mosquitoes are definitely impossible.

Wen Jiu cleared her throat and pointed to her throat.

Su Qin looked at Wen Jiu inexplicably, "What's wrong?"

"On your neck..." Wen Jiu looked at it, picked up one of Su Qin's mobile phones and took a photo for him, "There is something red."

Su Qin's face froze suddenly, he stood up from the chair and ran to his rest room.

Wen Jiu waited outside for a while, and suddenly heard a loud noise from inside, as if something in a soft bottle had been smashed to the ground.

At this moment, Su Qin's mobile phone screen lit up with a new message notification, Wen Jiu glanced subconsciously, and saw a text message flashing past in the notification area.

Yan Fei: I'll wait for you downstairs, give me one night.

Wen Jiu silently took the practice form on the table back into her hand, walked to the lounge and was about to knock on the door, but felt that what she said was not very good, so she changed her mouth and said, "Su Qin, I just teased you Yes. If it’s okay, I’ll go back first.”

The door was pulled open from the inside, and Su Qin had already adjusted his collar and came out, but the tie was tighter than usual, which completely blocked all the gaps where his inner skin could be seen.

"Leave the form." Su Qin looked a little tired, and the corners of his eyes seemed a little red.

Wen Jiu hesitated, hesitated for a while, and finally put the form back on his desk, "I'm not in a hurry, you can do it when you think about it."

Su Qin went back to sitting in front of the table, buried his head in his hands and never raised it again.

When Wen Jiu left, she glanced back and suddenly felt that Su Qin actually had two faces.

One side is exposed in front of him, He Lanshu, Xia You and the others, he can laugh, cry, and likes to play tricks, and the other side is probably like this now.

He Lanshu once said that Su Qin is a rare talent. He was not familiar with Su Qin in his previous life, and the only impression he had of him was that he had a cold face. He always had the same calm appearance and the same glasses as He Lanshu. I wonder if there is something between He Lanshu and Su Qin that makes the two of them so similar.