Married first and then fell in love

Han Qi rummaged through all of Cheng Mu's drawers, and finally found a small drawer with a lock on the bottom floor of the desk. Han Qi ran to the utility room on the third floor to find a tool to pry it open. He found it. With a tool hammer, he tapped the drawer with the pointed end. The force of the knock made his hand hurt.

Han Qi didn't let go, he was like a tool man who didn't stop, he didn't destroy that layer of drawers until his tender palms were bleeding. Han Qi threw away the tool hammer, and the hammer hit the floor with a bang. The empty room seemed harsh.

Han Qi opened the drawer, and there was a thick black book in the drawer. There was nothing else in it except this. Han Qi's hands trembled more and more, as if he had an illness.

Han Qi's hands were shaking so much that he could barely hold the notebook. He just sat on the floor like this, holding a black notebook in his arms, his heart was beating faster, and he felt as if he was about to suffocate. Han Qi tremblingly opened the first page.

This is not a diary, but a record of daily plan completion.

The book is very thick, and it has been recorded since very early on. It records the tasks that Cheng Mu set for himself for the next day. Whether they are completed or not, they will tick next to that item.

Han Qi has always known that Cheng Mu is very good, basically all the things arranged for him have been completed perfectly, Han Qi looked at the book and flipped through it and laughed, but cried again.

There was not a single word from him for a long part of Cheng Mu's schedule, maybe they should have had no intersection before that.

You hate me, I hate you.

Turning to the page more than three months ago, Han Qi saw a task that Cheng Mu had sent to himself.

Married before the age of 26, marriage partner: none.

Han Qi turned to the next page, and Cheng Mu did not drag his feet. The next day's marriage partner was written: Chen Yiting.

It's just that the task has increased again.

Get favorably engaged as soon as possible.

The paper was wet with dripping tears, Han Qi felt that he was stupid and ridiculous, and he had already got the answer in his heart, but he still wanted to humiliate himself.

That time when Wang Zhi was leaving, his fantasy about love was shattered, and he chose to escape out of nowhere. He was greedy for Cheng Mu's tenderness, and turned a blind eye to some problems that were clearly in front of him.

Han Qi turned over and saw that the previous task had been completed and was ticked, and he saw Cheng Mu wrote it down again.

If there is no accident, the wedding will be held during the Chinese New Year.

Han Qi couldn't hold back his tears anymore, tears were like bursting a bank. It turned out that everyone in his life was one task after another, just like handwriting left on paper.

Cold, without the slightest affection.

Han Qi found it. On the day they had a relationship, it was no surprise that the marriage partner's name changed to his name: Han Qi.

There is also a new task below.

Let Han Qi agree to get married and get Mr. Han's consent.

It turns out that no matter how many accidents there will be between him and him, it will still become a task after all, keep it on paper, and then continue to record it.

Han Qi was no longer flipping through the pages at the back, the paper was wet, the handwriting was blurred, tears soaked into the wound on the palm of his hand, the tears were salty, and it hurt his hands, Han Qi felt his heart ached, as if he was pulled out alive same.

It's ridiculous that he has always been like an arrogant clown, thinking he is loved and bouncing on the stage, but he doesn't know that the people behind the scenes are watching him like watching a play, watching him stumble, watching him cry because of his master, when the clown sends out When questioning, he will be punished and let him have a long memory.

He was just a clown from beginning to end.

The line behind has always been controlled by others.

Han Qi tore up the notes page by page. This thing is the evidence that he was being played around.

"fraud."

"Cheng Mu, you liar, why did you lie to me?"

"I really like you, why are you lying to me?"

"Why don't you hide it deeper and don't let me know."

After Han Qi yelled these words, his emotions completely collapsed. He tore off all the papers, sat alone in the study, and cried for a long time.

He still remembered that Cheng Mu gently kissed his tears away, and called him a little crying bag, a little idiot, who would depend on himself in everything, and would give him serious lectures, caring about him and caring about him.

Han Qi cried until the end that his voice became hoarse and he could no longer make a sound. The tears in his eyes dried up for the first time, and his eye sockets were completely swollen.

Han Qi got up from the study and went back to his room. He wanted to ask someone to move everything away, but he didn't know where to move it. Everything here was contaminated with Cheng Mu's breath, even if he took it away It will only make him more sad.

Han Qi only carried his schoolbag on his back, walked out of the villa, Han Qi looked back on the road, it was almost winter, and the leaves of the trees in the yard had almost fallen.

He still remembered that time Cheng Mu told him.

Han Qi, instead of roasting your Han Xiaodou every year, how about roasting sweet potatoes instead.

He agreed.

He finally understood what Cheng Mu said standing under the tree.

There will be times when flowers bloom and fade.

And their banquet broke up.

When he came, he was very proud, and vowed to have a good time.

When I left, I was heartbroken and lost my heart.

The only gain is that I had a dream.

Dreams that don't belong to him.

When Yang Zhengming left, he said, "You still don't want to grow up, it's best to be happy like this forever, the world of adults is too troublesome, you must cry every day." '

The price of growing up was too painful, and the thorns on the road ahead made him so painful that he couldn't cry enough.

Han Qi walked towards the bus station with his schoolbag on his back, thanks to Cheng Mu, who forced himself to be independent and took the bus, otherwise it would be really ugly when he left.

When the car arrived, Han Qi swiped his bus card and got on the bus. He sat by the window and the car drove slowly. Not long after, Han Qi saw a black car speeding past.

It's Cheng Mu's car.

Han Qi poked his head out of the car window, watching the car disappear, tears fell down again at some point, and his heart ached again and again.

He didn't even have the courage to question Cheng Mu. He was afraid that if his will was not firm, he would be coaxed around by Cheng Mu's few words, and he would be foolishly determined from then on.

What's more, he was the one who wanted to get married back then, so who could be blamed.

His mother was right when he slapped him, he was indeed too capricious.

When he arrived at the terminal, Han Qi didn't know where to go. He took a taxi to Yang Zhengming's villa. Yang Zhengming had told him the password before. Han Qi entered the villa and fell asleep on the sofa. He was too tired and exhausted.

As for Cheng Mu, not long after he got on the plane, he was woken up by the staff around him, saying that stacie was looking for him urgently. Cheng Mu turned on his phone, only to see what stacie was looking for him.

The author has something to say: this paragraph is written very slowly, and the update may not be fixed, sorry. (☆_☆)