Absurd marriage

Sheng Jisong's original calculation was that he would just wait downstairs and die, and when Gu Yun woke up in the afternoon and knew that he had been waiting for him for two hours in the wind and rain, he would definitely soften his heart. After all, this was the Omega who had been in love with him for ten years. I am so sincere, it is unreasonable not to be soft-hearted.

The second time the door was opened, Yu Xiao was caught off guard by the wind outside. This was the first time he encountered a typhoon in the South of the Yangtze River, and he still doesn't know how strong the wind is.

He handed Sheng Jisong a new umbrella.

Sheng Jisong was taken aback: "That's it?"

"Is Gu Yun awake? Does he know that I have been waiting for him for two hours?"

Yu Xiao: "I have conveyed everything that needs to be conveyed. The young master made it clear that he does not want to see you."

"..."

Yu Xiao shoved the umbrella into his hand: "He hasn't calmed down yet, and he doesn't intend to accept your apology. I suggest you show some sincerity."

"What kind of sincerity does he want to see?"

"You need to figure it out for yourself, after all, you are Gu Yun's lover."

"..."

Sheng Jisong returned the umbrella to Yu Xiao, desperately saying, "Tell him that I apologize sincerely. If he doesn't see me, I won't leave."

"Oh."

The door slammed shut from the inside.

Sheng Jisong: "..."

Raising his hand to wipe the rain off his face, his brows were full of desperation. He didn't know that Gu Yun was standing in front of the French window on the second floor, admiring his every move.

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The sky was full of dark clouds, torrential rain, and strong winds.

The elegant willows in the yard broke their waists one after another, the wind picked up the dust on the ground, and mixed with the rainwater the size of glutinous rice balls, it slapped Sheng Jisong's exposed skin.

The rainwater was muddy, making people think that some great god in the heavens had kicked over his footwashing water, and this basin of water was only poured on Sheng Jisong.

A certain person has been trained in the army for several years, and his physical fitness is excellent. He will never fall down when blown, but when the trunk of the tree is scratched and broken, he has to hug a pillar at the entrance of the villa to prevent himself from being too embarrassed. .

From Gu Yun's perspective, it looks like a stray dog ​​hugging its owner's thigh and not daring to let go.

Poor and helpless, he carried his usual stubbornness and tenacity.

Jiang Zheng recalled that on the night of the typhoon three years ago, he also hugged Sheng Jisong like this, for fear that he would be blown away by the wind.

Yu Xiao stepped forward and pulled Gu Yun away from the floor-to-ceiling windows, reminding him that the glass might be shattered by the 15-level wind, so be careful not to get hurt if you get too close.

His worries are actually superfluous. This area is full of important people, and the glass used in the building is of the highest level in terms of rebound and anti-explosion, so it will not be defeated by a typhoon that is common in the south of the day.

It was the first time for Yu Xiao to see this kind of battle, and he was inevitably a little anxious. Seeing Gu Yun's usual calm appearance, he felt strange: "Has Young Master Gu encountered a typhoon of level 15 before?"

Jiang Zheng replied without thinking too much: "It's like this in summer here."

"Do you often come to Rinan?"

Gu Yun: "..."

Over the past few years, the relationship between Day South and Night North has been very delicate, and the three-line transportation by sea, land and air was forced to open only after Day South was defeated.

People from Yebei have to come to the border of Daynan frequently, and there is only one way for a long time—smuggling.

Three years ago, Gu Yun sneaked out once for Sheng Jisong, and the price was a gun scar on his heart.

That time, he was tied up by bandits before he could go ashore.

Except for this time, Yu Xiao really couldn't think of any other opportunities for Gu Yun to come to the south of the day to experience the specific weather of the typhoon, and it reached the level of "commonplace".

Seeing the doctor's silence, Jiang Zheng realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, and calmly changed his words: "There are many documentaries about such extreme weather, Dr. Yu should have seen it too, right?"

The doubt in Yu Xiao's heart was immediately dispelled - it turned out that he was watching it on TV.

"Speaking of which, I've seen it a few times in movies." He replied.

Gu Yun smiled and said, "Now I see the truth."

His smile is very touching, although there is not much lively anger on his body, but when he is not emotional, his whole body exudes a kind of quiet and relative's aura, which is quite different from the unforgiving appearance in front of Sheng Jisong.

As long as this young master doesn't go crazy, Yu Xiao is very willing to have a close friendship with him.

"I think Mr. Sheng should have suffered enough, why don't you invite him into the room and have a good chat?"

The smile on Gu Yun's face deepened, but his words were not very kind: "I will consider letting him go after this typhoon is over."

When a typhoon lands, it will not be difficult for two or three days.

Holding the pillar, Sheng Jisong was forced to do a "washing, cutting and blowing"—washed his hair, cut his "new" clothes, and blown his face full of mud.

When Yu Xiao opened the door for the third time to persuade him to leave, the always respectable Secretary-General Sheng no longer looked like an elite in the upper class. Those who didn't know it thought he was a tramp, and he sympathetically advised him to come back tomorrow.

Sheng Jisong took off the coat that was scratched by the branches, threw it heavily on the ground, and said the most cowardly words with the most fierce expression: "Come tomorrow, come tomorrow! Let Gu Yun wait!!"

Yu Xiao: "..."

At night, when Gu Yun was about to go to bed, a message suddenly entered the phone.

Sheng Posong: "Gu Yun, you have enough, don't go too far."

The implication is: give you face, don't have a step down!

Gu Yun sent it with an innocent expression.

As soon as the message was delivered, someone's phone call came in. Young Master Gu hung up without thinking, and the other party persistently called five or six times.

Another half hour passed:

Sheng Posong: "I shouldn't do it, I apologize, but you are reasonable, is it your fault for burning the photos?"

After 2 minutes, Gu Yun's reply popped up on Sheng Jisong's phone:

Sugar Dough: "Yeah, I was wrong about burning the photo."

The tone in Sheng Jisong's heart was a little smoother, and he was about to give in to each other, when Gu Yun sent back a message:

Saccharin flour dough: Dare next time.JPG

Saccharin flour dough: what can you do to me.JPG

"......"

The butler was carrying ginger tea and walked to the door of the bedroom, just in time to hear the husband swearing through the crack of the door.

The next day, the wind and rain did not stop.

Sheng Jisong held on to the umbrella and waited at the door of Yu Xiao's house on time.

Gu Yun was listening to the sound of the rain, happily eating the breakfast made by Chef Yebei, Yu Xiao told him that Sheng Jisong was standing outside waiting, and Young Master Gu drank a cup of hot milk slowly with a straw, unmoved.

Windy in the morning, rainy at noon, stormy in the afternoon.

Round after round, the air is sultry and humid, mosquitoes are rampant in the yard with many flowers and plants, and the umbrella in hand has been scrapped when it is only windy.

In this way, until the evening, when the rain stopped and the wind stopped, and the dark clouds were still there, but a few rays of sky were revealed, people remembered that there was still a sun in the sky.

Wrapped in a shawl and scarf, Gu Yun opened the door, and a smell of mud after the rain hit her face.

Sheng Jisong was paralyzed to the point of numbness. Seeing him coming out, he was stunned for two seconds before leaving the pillar, and subconsciously stood in a military posture, trying to dig out the last bit of decency left in his embarrassment.

This scene was so funny that Gu Yun couldn't help laughing.

Sheng Jisong recovered and realized that he had become a joke. He relaxed his body and got to the point: "Have you played me enough?"

Gu Yun shook her head thoughtfully: "Not enough."

Sheng Jisong was completely out of temper by the typhoon, he was exhausted: "It was my fault to do something to you, I apologize to you again."

Young Master Gu pulled off his scarf, revealing the horrific bruises on his neck: "If such an injury appeared on Jiang Zheng's body, and the perpetrator apologized to you like this, would you forgive him?"

"..."

"You won't, you will definitely beat the perpetrator to death." Gu Yun gave him the answer, and he was not without emotion: "Jiang Zheng is loved by someone, so don't think about it. I can only love myself, you hurt me like this, trying to smooth the hurt with a sorry, are you dreaming, Mr. Sheng?"

Sheng Jisong stepped forward and approached Gu Yun. Gu Yun was subconsciously afraid of his approach and wanted to hide, but his hand was held by the other party.

"I'll let you pinch it back." Sheng Jisong moved Gu Yun's right hand to his neck: "This position, this blood vessel, if you crush it hard, I will have to go to the hospital if I don't die. Your mother is right, no matter what , I shouldn't have done anything to you, now, you come back."

Yu Xiao, who was a bystander, opened his eyes wide. There are several sensitive spots on his neck. Once accidentally injured, it could be fatal. Gu Yun endured hardships, but now, he exposed his own weakness to Gu Yun.

Except for doctors, only people with special professions will go into these positions—for example, special operations troops who need to defeat the enemy with one move, or special agents who need to kill silently.

Jiang Zheng happened to belong to the latter, of course he knew what part he was pressing.

After being reborn, he really thought about taking Sheng Jisong's life. In the past three years, this idea popped up from time to time. Wasn't it just this moment that he planned the marriage with hatred?

He slowly retracted his palm, as long as it was a dead point, it didn't take much effort at all.

How easy it is to kill a person, Jiang Zheng knew when he was ten years old.

Sheng Jisong's face gradually turned blue, and the blood on his lips faded instantly. Yu Xiao tried to dissuade him, but Gu Yun's men unconsciously exerted force.

He really wanted to ask the person in front of him.

Why shoot?Why did you shoot when you knew you had a baby? !

The person who taught him to feel the warmth of this world is colder than a beast.

This is the greatest irony!

The surge of blood brought severe dizziness, and the black and white disappeared in front of his eyes. In a trance, Sheng Jisong actually saw the shadow of Jiang Zheng on Gu Yun.

Before you die, you can always see the person you miss the most.

The strength on the neck suddenly loosened.

Jiang Zheng couldn't do anything.

He found a sufficient excuse for his subordinates to be merciful - let him die when Sheng Jisong's reputation is ruined and thousands of people cast aside him.

On the verge of death, Sheng Jisong raised his hand and touched Gu Yun's face, calling him, "Xiao Zheng, is that you?"

Gu Yun shuddered, raised his hand and slapped the man, directly distorted his face, and cursed in a trembling voice: "Who are you disgusting with?!"

A slap was enough to wake people up, Sheng Jisong saw clearly that the person in front of him was only Gu Yun.

"I said that night, if you kick me out of the house, don't think about me going back!" Gu Yun wrapped his shawl and scarf tightly, and no one noticed that his eyes were red, almost crying.

When Sheng Jisong called him "Xiao Zheng", his emotions were already on the verge of losing control.

If the trouble continues, he will reveal his secrets.

"Gu Yun!"

"..."

"I beg you."

Sheng Jisong let go of all dignity, willing to make a sad joke.

He knelt on the ground, grasping the corner of Gu Yun's shawl, as humble as dust:

"I beg you, refill Jiang Zheng's medicine...I beg you!"