[Comprehensive British and American] Domineering heroine talks too much

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"We decided to get married early." Yu Fan said, "Wei Zhe and I."

Song Xin: "..."

Song Xin asked confusedly: "You...you look familiar. What's your name?"

Yu Fan's face suddenly changed, and Wei Zhe next to him had an indescribably sad expression. Song Xin's confused look was not exaggerated. She said she didn't remember, but she really didn't remember.

Then Song Xin said as if remembering something: "What is your name Yu... Yu, Annie? Sorry, I only remember your Facebook name."

However, the woman decided that Song Xin was just pretending, and said arrogantly, "Song Xin, are you pitiful?"

Song Xin looks very confused...

"Wei Zhe and I went back to China to get married two weeks ago. After all, Wei Zhe's mother insisted. We plan to go to the Maldives for our honeymoon, and we will have another wedding when we return to New York—" She said triumphantly, "Forget about the one in China, but if you want to come to New York You can come and participate, I will not ask you for a gift money if you are unemployed."

Wei Zhe's face was not very good-looking, and he said to Fan, "Yu Fan."

Yu Fan laughed again: "Didn't I tell you last time that Wei Zhe's mother showed me T's diamond ring—"

The diamond ring was shining on Yu Fan's hand, Song Xin nodded and said sincerely: "Annie, I wish you happiness."

Yu Fan: "..."

Yu Fan screamed: "Song Xin! Who are you showing such a condescending appearance! You don't even look at what kind of dog you are now! I'm going to marry Wei Zhe!"

Song Xin: "..."

Song Xin became impatient: "You are fucking endless! I wish you happiness and you will be sprayed. You have taken a fancy to me, right? You have been chasing me since junior year?"

The aunts who were shopping around began to watch. Song Xin put two boxes of yellow peach yogurt in the freezer and walked forward.

"Who do you think you are?" Song Xin narrowed her eyes and asked, "I still have to remember your name? Yu——Yu Fan, right? Do I need to remind you that you were a mistress from the beginning?"

The grocery shopping aunts around burst into an uproar, Yu Fan cocked his neck, stepped forward and said, "So what, aren't you still no better than me?"

Wei Zhe on the side turned darker, trying to stop Yu Fan's behavior, Song Xin said: "I don't care about you, I'm too lazy to argue with you, you think I'm easy to bully - but you don't think about it, with your IQ , why fight with me?"

Yu Fan: "..."

Song Xin said: "Although I don't remember your name, you have been hard on me for a long time. You can feel inferior."

"My grades are better than yours, and my boyfriend likes you better than you." Song Xin said with a smile: "When your boyfriend chased me, he was still like a little boy. He put love letters and copied love poems in my book, and he gave you Have you ever done it?"

The aunt who bought vegetables pointed at Fan, Yu Fan's face turned blue, and said: "None of your business—you can clean up the bad name you have recited. Wei Zhe's mother likes me very much, and I will marry him .”

Song Xin said: "Yes, didn't I say that Annie wished you happiness? What else do you want? You want me to kneel down and beg Wei Zhe to get back together with me. Wei Zhe confessed his love, saying that he loves you the most You gave birth to a ten-pound monkey?"

Then Song Xin narrowed her eyes and said, "But, you know very well—"

"—You dare not let me do this, and you can't afford the price."

Wearing a red dress and delicate makeup, Yu Fan suddenly looked at Wei Zhe beside him in panic as if he had been poked in a sore foot.

Wei Zhe: "..."

Wei Zhe looked at Song Xin, as if he wanted to retort for his own sake, but Song Xin said, "I really like that line of Yeats's poem you copied."

Wei Zhe paused, and said hoarsely to Fan, "Let's go... let's go."

Yu Fan looked at Wei Zhe anxiously.

Wei Zhe's words are no less than recognition, that kind of affection is not just leftovers.

His eyes were like the day he saw Song Xin for the first time at the sorority party, he was at a loss, full of throbbing, and even wiped the sweat off his hands subconsciously.

Yu Fan screamed and scolded Song Xin for being shameless, single to pervert, seducing married, and pulling Wei Zhe to leave.

Song Xin didn't even want to reason with Yu Fan, and stopped looking at her after saying that, feeling that the smell of yellow peach was unlucky, so she went to pick up two more boxes of strawberry yogurt.

An aunt shouted angrily: "You have the ability to scold in front of your mother-in-law! Is it reasonable to be a mistress?"

Yu Fan was like a mad dog, blindfolded by jealousy, even ignoring others who wanted to scold her, as if he wanted to rush up and pull Song Xin's hair.

"What are you doing?!" Logan came over and asked with narrowed eyes.

Yu Fan was taken aback, and immediately got scared, and pulled Wei Zhe to drag him away, but Wei Zhe looked at Song Xin persistently, and said, "My wedding is next Saturday, would you like to come?"

Song Xin looked at him and was about to speak when Luo Gen grabbed his waist.

Luo Gen embraced Song Xin's waist, squeezed it lightly, and asked Wei Zhe indifferently: "Invite your ex-girlfriend to the wedding?"

Yu Fan looked at the tall, burly, broad-shouldered and long-legged Wolverine in horror, and closed his mouth palely.

Logan gave her a disgusted look, but Yu Fan kept pulling Wei Zhe tremblingly as if he was afraid that Wei Zhe would be beaten.It's just that Wei Zhe stared at Song Xin persistently as if he had been bewitched.

"This... isn't this your boyfriend?" Wei Zhe stared at Song Xin and asked.

Song Xin ignored him and asked instead, "Why do you think I'm going to passerby A's wedding? Who do you think you are?"

Then she said: "As for this—"

Song Xin looked at Logan and said, "—You are right."

Wei Zhe seemed to have forgotten everything, he looked at Song Xin persistently, Song Xin handed the yogurt and pudding in his hand to Logan, and said softly to the two people:

"He is indeed not my boyfriend." Song Xin said with a smile.

"—he's my hero."

The way they went back was covered with bleak sycamore leaves after the rain, and the asphalt road was wet. Logan carried all the things they bought, and bought grilled squid for Song Xin like a child, and Song Xin followed him dizzily.

"Why didn't you call me?" Logan asked angrily, "That woman is going to pull your hair."

Song Xin smiled and rolled her eyes, "Mistake, she's been crazy for a day or two."

"But the whole thing suddenly became easy to understand." Song Xin said with a smile: "She really feels uncomfortable."

Logen hummed, and reached out to touch Song Xin's head.

Song Xin: "Tell me, I've given her plenty of leeway, why is she rushing to find love? When she was in her junior year, she scolded me on FB for three days and I didn't respond. It was Edith who hated her." , make an inch—I won’t let me go after graduation. You said that I was walking two steps alone in Manhattan to provoke someone! She rushed over and said that she had entered an investment bank! Investment banking is amazing! Just now in the supermarket, when Seeing so many grocery shopping aunts and my boyfriend dare to show off in front of me, I'm afraid I don't know that she has low self-esteem..."

Logan narrowed his eyes and asked, "I'm your boyfriend again?"

Song Xin hurriedly said: "Of course! I was just joking about that! Of course you are my boyfriend—"

Logan snorted and said with a chuckle: "Say 'he is my hero' again and listen."

Song Xin rubbed her face, her ears turned red...

Little girl Song Xin stammered and argued: "You, you are indeed... I, my hero..."

"—Your hero." Logan chuckled, "Is it the same when I fuck you, kid?"

Song Xin lowered her head in shame and nodded slightly.

Logan laughed and stopped teasing.He reached out to wrap his arms around Song Xin's shoulders, and Song Xin struggled a little, but suddenly felt that there seemed to be a small box in Logan's trouser pocket - a bit big.

It was raining on the street, and Song Xin's mind was suddenly filled with romance novels. She blushed and asked with a beating heart, "Today, today, you really have something to hide from me, right?"

Logan Howlett gave Song Xin a strange look: "Are you really ignorant or are you pretending not to know?"

When Song Xin heard this, she was very excited: "Are you going to propose—"

Logan said: "..."

Logan laughed in a good mood: "No."

Song Xin: "..."

Song Xin said shamelessly, "Please don't forget what I said just now, thank you."

"Have you looked at the calendar today? Why don't you even remember this date—" Logan reached out and rubbed Song Xin's head, "But since you found out, I'll give you the present here."

Song Xin was stunned, and Logan took out the small box, which was wrapped in white dark pattern wrapping paper, with a small yellow flower on it. The box was small, square in the palm of your hand, and thin.

Logan said softly: "Happy 23rd birthday, kid."

Song Xin's face turned red.

Song Xin carefully opened the packing box, inside was a light green velvet jewelry box, Song Xin opened the lid, inside was a silver, diamond tassel bracelet.

Logan picked up the bracelet, grabbed Song Xin's thin wrist, and put it on for her.

The streets were washed by water, and the wet wind after the rain blew among the leaves.

"I said I would give jewelry to the little girl." Logan said softly, "You may have scars on your wrists. Although you don't mind, I don't want you to have any handles and fragility exposed to others."

Logan embraced Song Xin, kissed her softly on the forehead, and said, "22 years old is difficult...you can get better later, definitely."

On the slender, bandaged wrist, the bracelet dangled gleamingly, covering the bandages and the faint blood stains on the bandages.

Song Xin whispered: "Thank you, thank you...it's very beautiful. I like it very much."

The clouds and mists in the distance cleared, and the sky revealed a bright red light. Logan took Song Xin's hand and led her to walk on the wet and dripping street.

"Go back." Logan rubbed Song Xin's fingers and said, "... Auntie and Uncle bought your favorite fresh milk mousse and are waiting for you at home."

Song Xin smiled shyly, quickened her pace, and followed Logan's footsteps.

The bracelet on her wrist dangled, glowing in the setting sun.

"Have I grown up?" Song Xin asked with a gentle smile, "—Compared to when you first met."

Logan laughed: "Yes."

"But," Logan reached out and stroked Song Xin's hair, "—not old enough to accept a ring, kid."

Song Xin blushed, and said in a low voice, "I...I'm not forcing a marriage...Why do you want to be so explicit..."

However, Logan Howlett said to Song Xin tenderly, "But I'll keep it for you."

The author has something to say: Thank you Xia Yu for mine=3=! ! !