gentle fall

Zhao Yu opened the back seat door, Ji Yirou sat on it, and then Wen Huaiyu also sat on it, and smiled brightly at him: "Thank you."

The young man smiled faintly: "You're welcome."

This section of the journey is destined to be quiet. Zhao Yu occasionally said a few words to the driver, and sometimes turned around and asked them if they wanted to stop in the rest area in front of them, or if they wanted to eat something, with a gentle attitude, but not close.

He was so gentle and polite that people couldn't fault him, but Wen Huaiyu didn't like him in his heart, so he just turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window.

It took a long time to go back all the way, and they got off the car to rest in the middle, Wen Huaiyu wanted to stick to Ji Yirou, but felt sore and flustered, maybe half a year later, Ji Yirou had already fallen in love with Zhao Yu, and it had developed to a certain level To a certain degree, it would be embarrassing for her to be inserted between the two of them now.

But tell her to go like this, how can she feel at ease.

In the wind came the voices of two people talking, both of them were gentle people, and even their laughter was reserved, but she could hear it clearly. It was Zhao Yu who said that it was Grandpa Ji who asked him to come over to help.

Wen Huaiyu was inexplicably relieved, and her mood seemed to improve in the second half of the journey. When she arrived at Ji's house in the early morning of the next day, she jumped out of the car first, and Ji Yue stopped her when she got out of the car: "Why are you here? "

"..."

This Grandpa Ji has never been very fond of her. The two of them have a bad temper and are very angry with each other. Hearing him ask this question now, it seems that he knows...the divorce agreement.

Just as she was about to speak, Ji Yirou had already got out of the car, and took the words: "I happened to meet her, she helped me, so she came over by the way."

She calmly covered up the accident of the first half of the injury, stepped forward and embraced the old man's arm: "Grandpa, I'm hungry, do you have something to eat?"

Ji Yue snorted lightly: "Come in."

A sumptuous breakfast was prepared in the dining room. Wen Huaiyu liked the chef's craftsmanship. Even though Ji Yue looked at her with serious eyes throughout the whole process, she still drank porridge, eggs and dumplings.

Ji Yirou didn't eat much, and finished it quickly: "Grandpa, I'm going out for a walk, I've been sitting in the car for too long, I'm so bored."

"Well, go, Xiao Zhao, go out with Rourou."

Zhao Yu smiled: "Okay."

Wen Huaiyu also stood up, and Ji Yue stopped her: "You, stay."

"..."

She had no choice but to sit down, poking the dumplings on the plate with the fork in her hand boredly, watching Ji Yue sneer, these young people are really childish ghosts.

He saw everything in his eyes, but he didn't expose it: "You and Xiao Rou, let's go through the formalities this time."

Wen Huaiyu was startled, his whole body froze, and after a long time, he slowly raised his head to look at him, his movements were a little stiff: "What did you say?"

"You signed the agreement before, and now you have completed the formalities. Why, did you hear me clearly?"

"...Are you serious?"

Wen Huaiyu took a deep breath, squeezed out these words with difficulty, and his breathing was not smooth: "Why?"

Ji Yue frowned: "Why? You two are not in good terms. You haven't seen each other for more than half a year. You still look like a cold ghost. You haven't divorced yet, so keep it for the New Year? Besides, there are some granddaughters of our Ji family who want to marry. "

"You mean Zhao Yu?"

The old man's expression was a little smug: "Yes, Xiao Zhao has always liked my family Rourou very much. In the past six months, they got along very well. No, they got along very well since they were young."

Wen Huaiyu turned his head and said with some anger: "Why do you want to interfere with our young people's affairs? Even if you don't like me, you don't have to say that."

As she was talking, she suddenly felt aggrieved. Ji Yirou barely spoke to her on the way. Now that they arrived at Ji's house, they went out for a walk together. Even Grandpa Ji... advised her to go through the formalities as soon as possible.

Ji Yue smiled lightly, and stopped answering her questions, but just gave her a meaningful look, and called the housekeeper, "I'm going fishing."

The old man just left her behind, and left her alone in the living room. The butler followed him to the backyard, prepared a fishing rod and line for him, and came to the living room again. This time it was different, and Wen Huaiyu felt it. His attitude was also a bit cold.

She could feel the slight repulsion and unwelcome attitude from this house.

She went to the yard and sat on a mahogany round stool to drink tea, one cup after another, drinking the tea from bitter to tasteless, and finally when Ji Yirou and Zhao Yu came back, she saw them from afar and felt that they really matched each other , whether it is appearance or personality, the most important thing is that Zhao Yu is indeed a gentle boy who can take care of others.

What about her?

What is she still doing here?

So she put down the teacup, stood up first, walked to the backyard, found Ji Yue, and asked with a cold face: "You don't worry about me, but you worry about Zhao Yu?"

The old man took the time to straighten his clothes: "Yes. Their relationship is very good."

Wen Huaiyu got this reply, turned around and left, returned to the living room, Zhao Yu was talking to the butler, the butler looked close, looking at him as if looking at her junior, she was lost for a moment, then turned around, went upstairs, Knock on Ji Yirou's room.

Ji Yirou just went back to her room to rest, and changed into a pink-blue home clothes, the color is very gentle, she asked softly: "...what's the matter?"

"I have something to tell you."

"I also have something to ask you. You go ahead."

"What time are you free this week?" Wen Huaiyu's voice seemed a little rough, "Let's go through the formalities."

Ji Yirou stared at her for a while, then said softly, "Okay."

The word seemed to hit the corner of her heart, and Wen Huaiyu's eyes turned red. Fortunately, she lowered her head, and she even smiled: "Then I'll go back first."

"No delivery."

She turned around in a hurry, and walked very fast when she came down the stairs, and her footsteps were very loud. Ji Yue just came back from the backyard, and he slowly straightened the fishing rod, reeled the fishing line, and did not forget to insert a knife for her: "Let's go!" ? You won’t be able to enter the gate of my Ji’s house in the future.”

Wen Huaiyu took a deep breath, pursed his lips tightly, did not stop for a step because of his words, turned around and walked out.

Ji Yue put down the fishing rod, turned around and laughed, and sighed softly: "Hey, useless little thing."

Wen Huaiyu hardly knew how she got home, she stopped a car on the side of the road, reported the address, the driver took her to the old house, when she got off the car, she was still thinking about Ji Yirou's fluffy "good" Words, almost smashed her heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.

She stood by the side of the road, refusing to go home, until Wen Yan came out for a walk, saw her, and asked her: "Nannan? Why are you standing stupidly at the door of your house and not coming in?"

When Wen Huaiyu saw his grandfather, he managed to adjust his mood and walked home, trying to keep his voice as calm as possible: "I'm fine. Where are you going?"

Wen Yan smiled lovingly: "I'm going to visit your grandma. Today is our [-]th wedding anniversary. She has a delicate temper. If she knows that I didn't visit her, she will definitely cry."

The old man was gray-haired, and when he talked about his beloved wife, he still had a doting tone, which made Wen Huaiyu's heart ache: "Do you miss grandma very much?"

"Of course," Wen Yan touched the top of his granddaughter's hair, "We have been together for many, many years. Although she left me and left first, I know that she is waiting for me in front. Alright, let me first Let's go, don't stand stupidly at the door of your house, go in."

Wen Huaiyu nodded in a daze, and walked in. Zhou Lin and Zhou Minchu were talking softly, taking care of the flowers and plants. When they heard her footsteps, they turned their heads: "Is this a business trip? It's been so long since you came back?"

She gave a noncommittal hum, and didn't mean to speak. She turned and entered the room, but her back, which was always straight, was slightly sunken, and her steps were heavy.

Both Zhou Lin and Zhou Minchu could see that something was wrong with her, more or less guessed that it had something to do with Ji Yirou, but they didn't know why, so they didn't dare to ask.

When Wen Huaiyu returned to the room, without taking off his shoes, he fell on the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling.

That's it.

These few words appeared in her mind, but she felt unreal, as if she had had a long, long dream.

The curtains in the room were drawn tightly, and it was as dark as night. She couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality. Get out of bed, walk over and open the door.

Seeing her locked in the room, her family wanted to ask her to go down to eat, but she glanced at it and saw the completely dark sky outside the window. At that moment, her heart was hit hard. Without saying a word, she went back to the room and picked it up. The handbag ran out.

……

Ji Yue is drinking tea. As people get older, they like to drink tea. They used to sleep less, but now that they drink tea, it is often more difficult to fall asleep at night.

Seeing that he drank a lot, the housekeeper couldn't help persuading him: "Sir, drink less, it's getting late. Be careful of insomnia at night."

Ji Yue smiled lightly: "It's okay, there's something exciting to watch tonight, so don't sleep. Go, open the door to the backyard."

The housekeeper was stunned: "Open the door? Isn't it safe?"

The old man put the teacup away: "Don't be nervous, let's go there together."

Obedience to orders is written in the bones of a soldier. The housekeeper didn't ask why. He went around to the backyard and unlocked the door. He concealed it, but he was not at ease: "I will guard here, sir, go to rest."

"No. I drank so much tea that I couldn't sleep. Let's go to the theater."

"Ok?"

The housekeeper was very puzzled, but Ji Yue didn't say much, just made a quiet gesture to him, and the two of them sat in the pavilion in the backyard and played chess. Gardenia fragrance, a summer night with a breezy and bright moon.

Suddenly there was a strange noise outside the yard, like stones and dust falling, the housekeeper subconsciously wanted to stand up, Ji Yue pressed his shoulders, and motioned him to sit down with his eyes.

The noise from the courtyard wall became louder and louder, as if someone fell heavily on the ground, gritted his teeth and hissed softly, and after a while, it disappeared again. Then, the iron gate that had been concealed was shattered. A person opened a gap, and a figure was reflected on the ground by the moonlight. The person who came took off his shoes, held the shoe in one hand, and walked in barefoot.

Her hair was a bit disheveled and scattered on her shoulders, she didn't have the usual pride and arrogance, like a thief with a guilty conscience.

The housekeeper was startled, thinking who it was, isn't this Miss Wen... How could it be... It turns out that this is what the husband said about going to the theater.

Ji Yue smiled contentedly. He could see clearly what these little things were thinking in his heart. One was more bored than the other, and his emotions were quite impulsive. Just climb over the wall and go through the back door. Miss Wen tried to climb the wall for a long time just now, and she must have fallen many times.

The man carefully walked around the grass and trees in the backyard and walked to the front building.

Ji Yue sighed softly, stood up, and shook his head: "Enough watching, let's go, old man, it's getting late."

……

The Ji family's courtyard is very quiet.

Wen Huaiyu carried his shoes and walked along the cobblestone path for a long time. The soles of his feet were so painful that he didn't dare to put on his shoes. Enduring the pain, he walked for a long time, and finally came downstairs.

On the way here, she stepped on the gas pedal to the maximum, a little desperate, walked outside the gate of Ji's house, the iron gate was closed tightly, it was so late at this time, she had no reason to knock on the door to wake up Grandpa Ji, besides, he During the day, he also said that he would never enter the gate of Ji's house again.

Then she won't go through the main door, but go through the back door or the small door.

Ji Yirou is hers, why did she give her to Zhao Yu?

Going through divorce procedures?

dream!

She has practiced taekwondo and many fitness classes, thinking about it, she felt that she had climbed over the wall.When she was a child, she was a proud and elegant little princess. How could she climb walls? She didn't expect to do such sneaky things when she grew up. In short, it was the first time in her life to climb a wall, and she dedicated herself to it.

Fortunately, the night was dark and windy, and no one saw it.

But she still overestimated her agility, fell several times but failed to turn over, sat on the ground biting her lip, stared at the wall angrily, until the night wind gently blew the small door, she was surprised to find that the back door It turned out that it wasn't locked, it was just concealed, probably the housekeeper forgot.

She scolded the housekeeper for his carelessness, but at the same time secretly delighted, she just sneaked in without making a sound or disturbing anyone, but she still felt a little weird, and always felt that she heard a little laughter.

"Maybe it's an illusion," she whispered to herself. She had already entered the living room on the first floor. When she stepped on the wooden stairs, there was a slight creaking sound. She held her breath carefully. If Grandpa Ji saw her , she said that she forgot to bring something... Besides, Ji Yirou's injury is still not healed, she is worried, come back and see, how normal it is.

So she raised her breath and went upstairs step by step, the progress was unexpectedly smooth, until she stood at the door of Ji Yirou's room and knocked lightly on the door.

There was no response in the room. She twisted the doorknob, but the door was unlocked, and it opened with a light push. She breathed a sigh of relief and walked in.

The curtains were half open, the lights in the room were not turned on, and the plain white moonlight fell through the window, illuminating the room clearly—the quilt was neatly spread on the bed, and there was no one there.

Wen Huaiyu was startled, it's so late, where will Ji Yirou go?

She wanted to look for the study room and the balcony, but within a few steps, there was a sudden bang behind her, which made her hairs stand on end. Turning around, she found that Ji Yirou was sitting by the window, next to her. There were several bottles of wine, and the smell of wine permeated the air.

Wen Huaiyu frowned subconsciously, reached out to turn on the light in front of the bed, rushed over in two or three steps, and snatched the wine bottle from Ji Yirou's hand: "Your wound hasn't scabbed yet, how can you drink?"

Ji Yirou didn't know how many bottles she drank, she didn't know how to drink before, and she didn't know what she was thinking tonight, she drank a lot, her breath smelled faintly of alcohol, she couldn't see who it was , just subconsciously reached out to grab it: give it to me. "

Wen Huaiyu held her hand, carefully avoided the pile of broken wine bottles, picked her up from the ground, and said angrily, "It's your fault."

The embrace was warm and soft, familiar yet strange at the same time. She thought it was a sweet dream, but she opened her eyes wide and finally saw the man's face clearly, but she thought that what she was seeing was just her hallucination, like countless times in a dream. Seeing that, she twisted restlessly and shouted to get down.

Wen Huaiyu carried her to the bed, put her down, took off her shoes, untied her tied hair, touched her cheek, and her palm was suddenly embraced by her.

Ji Yirou opened her eyes, her eyes were a little chaotic, just looking at her like this, at some point, tears flowed down the corners of her eyes, at first they were just light tears, but then they couldn't stop at all.

Wen Huaiyu hurried to coax her, wiped the tears at the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, misunderstood the meaning of her tears, and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry...I...don't cry, I won't make you angry. You don't want to see My words... I'll go."

The girl didn't speak, just looked at her with red eyes, sat up suddenly, put her chin on her shoulder, her voice was hoarse, but her tone was soft: "Wen Huaiyu."

"Ok?"

"Do you still want me?"