Flash marriage does not end well

Assistant Qin drove, Wen Zhihan sat in the co-pilot, Lin Qian buried his head in the back seat, and sat diagonally opposite the co-pilot, deliberately widening the distance.It took 15 minutes from the start of the car to driving on the highway. He kept his head down looking at his mobile phone, pretending to be busy, but he soon tasted the consequences of asking for trouble.

He was motion sick, his head was tightly strangled by something, and he suffered from lack of oxygen, so he had to put down his phone.

In fact, no one in the car paid attention to him at all.

Their car was the only one on the road, and it drove smoothly, with the low-frequency buzzing sound continuously. Lin Qian leaned his head on his side for a while, and gradually healed up.

With this posture, the sight is drawn away, and it happens to fall on Wen Zhihan's side face.His sideburns are cleanly shaved, revealing the clear facial bone shape, which looks particularly neat, while the rest of the hair is as long as a knuckle, which fits the line of the back of the head and covers the back of the neck, which is moderately weakened The coldness and harshness in the shape of the face and temperament.

Lin Qian withdrew his gaze and turned to look outside.

The shadows of the trees were swimming quickly on the car window, reminding him that the first time he saw Wen Zhihan many years ago was through a glass window. Light and shadow dancing.

Wen Zhihan stood in the middle of this picture, the smooth contours made the students in the studio want to move, and finally Lin Qian, the youngest, was kicked out, and he bravely conveyed the aspirations of the masses, making Teacher Han, who was not far away, wearing a cotton apron, also Laughed.

Wen Zhihan stayed as a model for the whole afternoon for his mother's sake. He had no experience, so he lowered his head and asked Lin Qian, who was standing closest, what pose he needed to pose.Lin Qian was afraid that the complicated movements would tire him out after a long time, so he dragged a chair and let him just sit in a daze.

But Wen Zhihan didn't listen to him completely, glanced at the chair, then took off his coat and put it aside, revealing a more fitted shirt, saying that since he agreed, he would simply let everyone have more things to draw.

That afternoon in the studio, there was only the sound of sketch pens rubbing against the paper. Everyone was reserved and polite. The teacher left.As soon as the footsteps in the corridor disappeared, the others suppressed for a long time and finally exploded. They almost rushed up to lift Lin Qian up and circle the studio.

Lin Qian tried her best to save herself from fire and water, ran out more than ten meters along the corridor, leaned on the wall and gasped for breath, still in shock, but there was silence in her chest. Hearing the sound of a car outside the building, she ran quietly again Wen Zhihan's car disappeared little by little at the end of his field of vision, and he pretended to take his heart away without even saying hello.

"Mr. Lin?"

Lin Qian came back to his senses and realized that Assistant Qin was calling him.They stopped at an intersection and waited for a red light. Assistant Qin told him that there should be a box of sweet and sour hard candies on the back seat of the car. If you feel uncomfortable, you can open the window to let the air in. If you have another one, it will make you feel better.

The navigation showed that there were still three to ten minutes to arrive. Lin Qian was afraid that he would still get motion sickness, so he didn't refuse. He turned around and rummaged a few times, and found a round iron box with colorful fruit patterns painted on the lid. The interior of the car looks a bit out of place in comparison.

There was only half a box left, Lin Qian picked out one and stuffed it into his mouth, then closed the iron lid absently.

There is a box of fruit candies in Wen Zhihan's car, which is also amazing.

He glanced forward quietly. Assistant Qin was in normal condition and was at home in the car, while Wen Zhihan next to him hadn't spoken much since getting in the car, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

He lowered his head and looked at the box again, guessing whether Wen Zhihan would also get motion sickness, thought for two seconds, and moved closer.

"Wen Zhihan, do you want one too?"

After the words fell, Assistant Qin glanced sideways, but said nothing, then Wen Zhihan turned his head to look at him for two or three seconds, and said, "No need, I'm not dizzy."

"Oh."

Lin Qian quickly backed away, and stopped making fun of himself.

The tip of his tongue licked a hole in the hard fruit candy in his mouth, and he pressed his teeth lightly. The sour taste in the core hit the taste buds along with the broken sugar residue.

Only then did he realize belatedly that Assistant Qin and Wen Zhihan weren't the only ones in this car.

The car slowed down after entering the urban area, and stopped at the entrance of the gallery after more than half an hour.

The scale here is much larger than a few years ago, and the decoration is more exquisite and exquisite.When Lin Qian followed Wen Zhihan to the first row of seats in the auction hall, he felt many eyes staring at him, and when he walked away, there would be some chattering sounds.

He glanced at the seats, and found that there were many beautiful and well-groomed omegas sitting there, snuggling up to their respective alphas.

"Lin Qian."

He was lost in thought, Wen Zhihan called him twice, looked at him and said in a low voice, "You can stay away from me."

After finishing speaking, he quickened his pace, and moved away from him by two positions.

Lin Qian didn't quite understand what he meant, but he didn't ask any further questions. He deliberately slowed down according to his words. After Wen Zhihan sat down in the first row, he sat down according to the seat marked on his invitation letter.

He thought he was sitting next to Wen Zhihan, but it was actually one row away, behind him on the left. Fortunately, there were no people in the first two rows, so he didn't feel uncomfortable.

A few minutes after sitting down, the phone suddenly vibrated.

Wen Zhihan sent him a rare message.

"It is possible to bring a companion here with the invitation letter, but the relationship between the two of us can't be called a partner, so I asked Assistant Qin to ask for an extra one, and you can sit with peace of mind."

Lin Qian probably realized that he appeared wearing Wen Yang at the funeral a few days ago, and he had attracted a lot of attention, but after all, Wen Hanlin had specially ordered him to come to the funeral. It's different, with so many pairs of eyes watching, even though Wen Zhihan could kindly bring him here, he still wanted to keep a distance from him.

Forget it, it should be.

Lin Qian didn't reply and put down the phone directly.

The duration of the marriage in name only.

More than ten minutes later, Teacher Han's finale work was carried on stage.

Han Jing passed away many years ago, and there are not many works left behind, and even fewer are circulated in the market. He is also a famous teacher and has the identity of the Wen Group. Once hyped, the value doubles.

Anyone who comes here knows Wen Zhihan, and knowing that he wants it, they basically will not sell the face, raise the sign twice symbolically to bid a price, cooperate with raising the auction price to a decent figure, and let To Wen Zhihan, it can be regarded as a favor.

But today is a bit strange.

Lin Qian, like everyone else in the audience, followed the prestige, and there was a young omega sitting in the third row in the northeast corner. He was one of the few omega that was not accompanied by an alpha. When he held up the sign, he showed an extremely expensive watch on his wrist. Looking at Wen Zhihan at the other end of the auction hall, he smiled charmingly and brightly.

The auction, which I thought would not be too twists and turns, was really exciting.

Lin Qian heard that the price was rising steadily, as if what he added was not money but bundles of Chinese cabbage. He was frightened for several minutes, and finally Wen Zhihan raised the price beyond the market value in one breath, and the other party finally accepted it. hand.

After the show was over, people gathered around to talk to Wen Zhihan, but Lin Qian didn't go there for a while, picked up his mobile phone and sent him a message saying that he needed to go to the bathroom, and when he came back, there was almost no one in the auction hall. The area around where he was standing was empty, and every step seemed to echo.

After searching nearby for a few minutes, Wen Zhihan still couldn't be found. As he walked out, he looked down at his phone again.

Wen Zhihan did not reply to his last message.

He pursed his lower lip, cut it out, and asked Qin's assistant, Wen Zhihan, if he had already returned to the car.

Assistant Qin quickly replied: Not yet.

Lin Qian turned around twice in a daze. Compared with the layout a few years ago, the layout here has been greatly changed. He walked through a large empty and dark corridor, and the signboard of the safe passage in the distance was shining with green light.

Soon he gave up looking for Wen Zhihan, and instead of running around aimlessly, he might as well go back to the car and wait, since they all want to go back together anyway.

But when he came out of the elevator and accidentally saw two figures on the outermost table in the coffee shop on the first floor, this idea was scattered on the spot.

Lin Qian squinted his eyes and watched for a few more seconds. Sitting opposite Wen Zhihan was the omega who raised the price with him just now. words.

He seemed to realize it all at once, and then he lowered his head and smiled at himself for two seconds.

He was frightened and afraid that Teacher Han's relics would be left to others, but in fact it was just a means of flirting with others.

After returning to the car, Assistant Qin looked back at him, as if he was a little surprised why Lin Qian was the only one.

Lin Qian closed the car door with a bang, and glanced at the time on the phone.

"Wait a minute, you President Wen seems to be inconvenient right now."

After Lin Qian finished speaking, he opened the window, and it was getting dark outside, and the wind blew in, blowing on his face.

The signboard of the gallery was already lit up, a creamy white light. He tilted his head and looked at it for a long time, until many memories flew before his eyes like snowflakes.

About 10 minutes later, Wen Zhihan came back and sat in the passenger seat.

He didn't expect Song Lin to come here today, and when he saw him, he remembered that he had almost completed his master's degree in fine arts in the UK, as if he had just returned to China not long ago.

Song Lin's father was an old classmate of Wen Hanlin's. He moved to City B a few years ago and had occasional contacts.

Song Lin explained with a smile that he didn't want to win love, but just wanted to say hello to Wen Zhihan, and then proposed to go to the first floor to have a cup of coffee and chat casually. The other party was too enthusiastic, and Wen Zhihan missed the refusal When the time comes, I can only sit down and sit down.

After fastening his seat belt, he finally remembered to ask Lin Qian.

"Something happened just now." He paused, "Work--have you come out to find me?"

"No." Lin Qian shook her head, "I came out directly."

"That's fine."

Wen Zhihan adjusted his sitting posture, ready to reply some work news.When the car started to drive slowly, he heard Lin Qian behind him suddenly speak again.

"Wen Zhihan, if Teacher Houhan's favorite student wasn't me, would you still marry me?"

He raised his head, froze for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "What?"