gentle fall

Ji Yirou stood in the yard under the tall and luxuriant camphor tree, raised her head, and looked at the moon.

The moonlight fell on her shoulders, and the hall was filled with noisy and flashy sounds, but she was like a graceful Clivia, with a pale and pure white halo, and a cold and alienated posture.

Wen Huaiyu saw her at a glance. When she saw the slender figure, she felt a little lost for no reason. She lowered her voice and walked over. When she stepped on the leaves, she made a crisp sound to let her know that someone was coming.

Ji Yirou turned her head, her expression was cold, and when she saw it was her, she smiled a little more: "Why did you come out?"

The evening wind blew the skirt, Wen Huaiyu wanted to ask a few things about the past, but he was too embarrassed to ask, and just said briefly: "It's stuffy inside."

Just as Wen Huaiyu was about to say something, he heard a surprised voice behind him: "Xiaorou, why did you go out?"

She frowned subconsciously, turned around, and saw not far away, the young man who had handed Ji Yirou the white rose walked over, and was a little surprised when she saw her: "Miss Wen?"

Wen Huaiyu remembered his name, and out of politeness, he also said hello.

Ji Yirou obviously knows this person, and the title is also somewhat familiar: "Brother Zhao, I'll just come out for a walk. You have fun, don't worry about me."

Zhao Yu smiled and shook his head: "Let's go in together, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I still want to have a good chat with you."

Wen Huaiyu was on the side, with a cold smile on his face, trying to figure out the name in secret—Brother Xiao Zhao...that's really affectionate.

Ji Yirou still declined politely, but the young man was extremely enthusiastic, the two exchanged a few words back and forth, Zhao Yu finally gave up persuading, and went back to the hall first.

Wen Huaiyu waited for a while, Ji Yirou didn't seem to want to go back, she even walked to the side, the pomegranate was already ripe, and the branches were bent, she picked up a big and round pomegranate on the ground, squatted on the ground Get up, raise your head and ask Wen Huaiyu: "Should be very sweet?"

She looked like a child who hadn't grown up yet, her gorgeous and delicate skirt fell to the ground, but she didn't care, the way she held the pomegranate in her palm was very childish, and when she laughed, her eyes were really touching.

Seeing her smile, Wen Huaiyu walked over subconsciously. The big pomegranate was lying on her white palm, plump and ruddy. Her heart moved, and she reached out and took the pomegranate away.

Then, she handed her her right hand: "Go in, I haven't eaten it, and I don't know if I can eat it, find a fruit knife and cut it."

This reason seemed a little perfunctory, but she just didn't want to see Ji Yirou look a little lonely for no reason, maybe it was because Zhou Lin's words made her feel guilty.

She didn't want her to be here alone anymore.

But Ji Yirou didn't need any reason, she had already held her fingertips.

Anytime, anywhere, as long as she reaches out, she will follow her.

The moment his fingertips were held, Wen Huaiyu spoke in a low voice: "I...I have met too many people. When I was a child...every family banquet invites many people."

Ji Yirou hummed lightly: "I know."

Wen Huaiyu inexplicably became more nervous: "I, I have a bad memory."

Ji Yirou smiled: "It doesn't matter."

The two of them stopped talking, the evening wind disturbed the low hanging clouds in the sky, and the summer insects hummed lowly. They walked through the courtyard and returned to the hall through the back door. The lights in the hall were as bright as daytime. Wen Huaiyu saw Ji Yirou's skirt Stained with dust, he dragged her to the small living room on the side.

But before he reached the door, he heard the voices of two people talking from inside.

"Xu Fang, let me go!"

Wen Huaiyu was startled, it was my little aunt's voice.The name Xu Fang... seems a little familiar, who is it...

She didn't want to eavesdrop, and was just about to leave when she heard a mocking laugh: "Wen Yanshen, you love vanity, you are greedy for money and profit, when you abandoned me before, you probably didn't expect that I would have this day, right?" Do you know that Miss Wen is looking for a middleman recently, please ask me for help?"

Wen Huaiyu was about to leave, but when he heard this, he frowned and pushed the door open forcefully.

In the small living room, a woman in a black velvet dress held Wen Yanshen's wrist, and after listening to her speak, she slowly turned around, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said in an extremely light voice, "Oh, Miss Wen. "

Wen Huaiyu's face was cold, and his expression was extremely worried: "Mr. Xu, please let go."

Wen Huaiyu had met her once before, she and Xu Ran had some kind of relative relationship, they are very important in the media industry, because of public opinion, she did ask Zhou Ran to contact her, but she would never allow it, Xu Fang pestered her family with work matters.

Xu Fang's demeanor was still reserved and arrogant, but he raised his chin slightly and raised his voice: "Miss Wen, don't worry. Your little aunt and I are old 'friends'."

After finishing speaking, she lowered her head again, smiled playfully, and asked Wen Yanshen, "Yan Shen, tell me, right?"

Wen Yanshen has always been gentle and introverted, but at this moment her eyes were reddened by her force, and a strand of hair fell to his temples. He tried hard to break away from her: "Enough!"

Xu Fang was pushed away by her, took a step back, and was not angry, with a ambiguous smile on his red lips.

Seeing Xu Ran's face, Wen Huaiyu forcibly suppressed his anger, did not tell her to get out, and said in an extremely cold voice, "Mr. Xu, if there is nothing else, I can arrange a driver to take you back first."

Xu Fang shook his head, put down the red wine glass casually, and walked over gracefully, his waist swaying with a mature charm: "No need, Boss Xiao Wen. I still have things to do. Don't stare at me, go find Let's chat with Xu Ran, she and her little wife are also here."

Wen Huaiyu turned around, looked at her leaving back and said, "Mr. Xu, in my house, please show some respect."

Xu Fang looked back, smiling very brightly: "Of course. Miss Wen, don't worry. I'll go first."

She walked away with a smile, and continued to look for the soft but ruthless lamb.

Wen Huaiyu bumped into this scene inexplicably, and felt uncomfortable. Ji Yirou held her skirt, straightened her hair, and said softly, "Don't be angry."

"Just angry."

"Actually, I think... there is probably some emotional entanglement between your little aunt and Mr. Xu. It's not easy for others to interfere in this kind of matter. It doesn't necessarily mean that she is bullying your little aunt."

Wen Huaiyu hummed, she was convinced, and finally remembered the original purpose of coming here, looked down at the hem of her skirt, Ji Yirou followed her gaze, and had already wiped off the leaves and dust on the hem of the skirt up.

Wen Huaiyu brought her back to the hall, so it naturally attracted people's attention. In fact, people have known Ji Yirou for a long time. At that time, they were still at the party of Xia's family. Everyone thought that she was just Miss Wen's partner on a whim. Looking at it now Get up...it seems not to be.

Wen Yan has been looking for Wen Huaiyu, saw her come in, and waved to her from the air.

It was time for the host of the banquet to give a speech. Wen Yan had already instructed Wen Huaiyu before, so the two of them came to the stage together, but this time, Wen Huaiyu just stood aside and let Wen Yan speak.

Wen Yan is an influential figure of the older generation. Although in recent years he has only used the name of the chairman and seldom went to the company, his thinking is still very clear. Standing on the stage, he talked and laughed happily. Many difficulties and twists and turns are due to the great help of friends, and then the conversation changed, saying that time flies, the era of this generation has passed, and I ask you to support the younger generation of the Wen family.

What I said is not completely thorough, but everyone here is smart, so there is no meaning of understanding, and I know in my heart that Mr. Wen is going to completely decentralize power.

From now on, this Wen family will belong to Miss Wen.

Wen Huaiyu smiled lightly, looking a little cold and restrained, looking at the audience, and when Wen Yan finished speaking, he came down and let out a sigh of relief: "Grandpa, I don't have anything to do tonight."

Wen Yan knew her temperament, she seemed to be all-round, but she was actually the most impatient with these social occasions, so she didn't force her to stay, but just told her: "Spare more with Xiaorou."

Wen Huaiyu said that he knew, and looked for it in the crowd.

In fact, there is no need for Wen Yan to say, she also wants to see Ji Yirou's.

What I want to ask tonight has not been asked yet.

Ji Yirou stood by the window, holding a glass of wine in her hand, when she heard her voice, she turned her head, her cheeks blushed strangely.

Wen Huaiyu took her glass away: "Drunk?"

Ji Yirou blinked hard, and after a few seconds she replied: "No."

It seems that drunk people would say that they are not drunk, so Wen Huaiyu didn't believe her, put her wine glass away, and followed her gaze to look out.

In the yard, there was a girl sitting on a swing. She was pushed up and down, and a little laughter could be heard. The people behind her carefully pulled the vines of the swing, watched her fly up, and held her down again. On her shoulders, the two whispered under the moon, like a passionate kiss between sympathizers.

Wen Huaiyu recognized who it was, isn't it Xu Ran and her little wife? They have been married for seven years, and they still look sweet every day. They are very dignified and dignified on weekdays. At this time, they are still hiding outside, secretly doing this ... I can't stand it.

She shook Ji Yirou's hand: "Don't look, let's go."

Ji Yirou turned her face sideways, her expression was a little fascinated, and her eyes were full of envy: "It's so good."

Wen Huaiyu was startled: "What?"

A little smile appeared on the corners of Ji Yirou's lips, she stood on tiptoe and hooked her neck: "That's it."

That's what it said.

It turns out that holding hands, hugging and being close are so important to a girl.

There are many people behind, although the light here is not good, but it is still easy to be seen, Wen Huaiyu knew that she was drunk, so he lowered his voice to coax her: "Okay, let go first, I will help you go to the room to rest Just a moment, okay?"

Ji Yirou shook her head, the person who was always cold and gentle, now her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were extraordinarily bright, and her voice was delicate and soft: "Going to your room? Will you sleep with me?"

Wen Huaiyu had no choice but to promise her first: "Okay. I will sleep with you in my room."

Ji Yirou smiled lightly, but took her hand even harder, buried her whole body in her neck, and complained in a low voice: "You always don't want me."

Before Wen Huaiyu had time to understand her words, she was scalded by the scalding temperature of her forehead: "Ji Yirou? Are you sick?!"

The person in her arms didn't speak any more, just buried in her neck, and leaned softly against her arms.