Chapter 41 Unspoken rules of pleasing the mother-in-law

I lay on my stomach, sulking at myself. There is nothing greater than heartbreak, my heart was soft, ah?It turned out that he was being cruel and made a mess of himself.I should be hard-hearted and let him die of illness and pain!When he had an affair with his wife in full view, did he ever think about my discomfort?He let me come back pitifully alone, did he ever think about my heartache? Covering my head under the covers, I came to the conclusion that, after all, I was too kind... The cup on his head was lifted suddenly, and Song Ziyan stood beside the bed with a glass of water.I was shocked: "How did you get in?!"

He put the water glass on the bedside, "He walked in." Nonsense, I glared at him: "My door is locked!" He shook the injured key, "I opened the door." I wondered: "How do you have a key?" He smiled complacently, "Auntie gave it." "Why did my mother give you the key..." There is no need to ask this sentence, I pinched the pillow hard, thinking it was my mother's 32-year-old waist ravaged! Song Ziyan rubbed my hair, and said in a coaxing tone, "You have made trouble before, and there should be a limit to your willfulness. Do you really want me to stay here with you forever?"

I make me self-willed?I turned over and said in a cold tone, "What does it have to do with me if you stay here by yourself?" There was a storm in his eyes again, but he suppressed it in the end, and only asked, "What do you want from me?" This is the wrong question, I couldn't help but raise the volume: "What do you mean I want you? It should be what you want, right? Let me go back with you obediently and continue to be a mistress against my conscience?" He was startled and asked, "What little three?" As soon as I mentioned it, my heart was full of blood, sad and ugly: "Don't be an adult, aren't you Huangmao's brother-in-law? Aren't you and his sister still divorced? Aren't you just lonely and uncomfortable in the country? Did you find me when I was enslaved?!"

He was startled and asked, "Who told you these words?" I sneered: "If you want people to know, unless you do nothing, it's because I'm stupid enough. If Huang Mao hadn't told me that day, I would have been kept in the dark." He looked at me and sighed, "I'm not married." After so many days of tossing and turning every night, it was enough for me to think clearly about the matter: "Then tell me, Huang Mao is just a manager of your company, and you even give him a house? The Huang Mao's What is the relationship between my sister and you, why did I come to you as soon as I returned to China? Did he say you were his brother-in-law to slander you with red lips and white teeth?"

He was silent, and my heart sank little by little with his silence. Only then did I realize that I had no selfish intentions all along, and I always wanted to hear him explain that those were all fake.But he just wove a web of silence, and I almost drowned in it. After a long time, he said slowly: "Zhan Lu and I almost got married once." The beginning of the story is very simple. Song Ziyan, who had just left the country for the first time, met Zhanlu, an ethnic Chinese there, at school. No matter how conceited Song Ziyan was, he left his hometown at a young age. Coupled with Zhanlu’s enthusiasm for one thing, the two of them had more contacts. Including Zhan Yang at the time, the three of them often traveled and had dinner together.One is Young Master Pianpian and the other is Bright Beauty. The two exchanged glances, and eventually even developed into cohabitation. In the unrestrained, passionate and free atmosphere of the United States at that time, they were ready to get married after living together for a short time.Although the two families felt that the development was a little fast, the woman's family was completely westernized and would not interfere with the organization. Due to the temperament of the south, the family couldn't control it at all, so they simply followed suit and prepared for the wedding after some arrangement and planning.

When he said this, Song Ziyan stopped, and I felt that my heart was about to stop, and I began to feel that it was wrong to listen to this from the beginning, but I still refused to admit defeat, hiding my emotions and pretending not to care and asked: "Then And why did you get divorced?" Song Ziyan looked at me, still saying the same words: "We are not married." I couldn't help feeling puzzled, and he continued, "We had a car accident on the way to the wedding." I automatically made up my mind: "Then she lost her memory and completely forgot about you. You were so sad that you returned to China to lick your wounds, and you met me without dying. But I didn't expect that your new life hadn't had time to start. Your former lover I regained my memory, I went back to China to find you, and then..." Isn't it time for you to hug each other and cry, and pick up your hands together?What are you doing at my house now?Or, am I the latecomer who unknowingly took her place in your heart and turned into an oasis to nourish your dry heart? "

The key now is whether this is a story about infatuated men and women going through hardships to reunite, or a drama about latecomers unknowingly capturing the downcast in love. The person who is locked in is the male protagonist in front of me. I looked over, but was startled by his livid face. He stared at me fiercely: "Forget about everything in your mind!" After a pause, his face paled before he began to narrate again: "Our car hit a tree on the side of the road, the front of the car collapsed, people Nothing serious, just a mess. I got out of the car and went to the other side to pull Zhanlu out. I was wearing a dress, she was wearing a wedding dress, and the clothes were all wrinkled, and there was still some rubbing on her head from the moment of the collision. Hurt and embarrassing."

Although it was very sad, I still couldn't help thinking about this scene: "Then you guys who survived the catastrophe looked at each other and were full of emotion, cherished, watched each other affectionately for a long time, and then kissed tightly?" He even wanted to kill someone, almost gnashing his teeth: "The reality is not as exciting as the idea in your head!" Hearing what he said, I still put a stone in my heart: "And then?" Taking a breath, he said: "We looked at each other in a mess for a long time, and we both laughed, and then we both decided to regret our marriage."

I blinked and blinked again. With my powerful imagination and unimaginable logic, I still couldn't relate the relationship between looking at each other and laughing after the car accident with regretting my marriage, so I didn't feel ashamed to ask, "Why?" He thought for a while and said, "I don't know. At that time, I just felt that the enthusiasm suddenly faded. Later, when I returned to China, I insisted on starting a company by myself despite the opposition of my whole family. After a while, I finally figured it out. At that time, Zhanlu and I both Too young and too smooth, life and career follow the paved road at home, and so do feelings. I thought that what I wanted was what I wanted when I was around at that time, and I and others agreed that what was good was what I wanted. In fact, it was not the case, it was just that I didn’t know how to say no. "

My heart almost jumped out because of a certain guess, and I cleared my voice and asked: "Then the way you are walking now... Are the people around you all what you want?" He locked my eyes and nodded, "Yes." "Very good." I nodded, Song Ziyan would not explain easily, let alone lie, it seemed that he was sincere.Therefore, I smiled very happily, "That's a good explanation, men and women can't kiss each other, can you go out now?" He froze, unable to respond. Unexpectedly, what is Yujie?Sister Yu's highest level is not her aura, but her innocent smile while stepping on the BLX.

So, I smiled innocently: "General manager, did you come here to explain to me? Now that the misunderstanding has cleared up, I forgive you, so please leave my room, and you'd better pack up and leave home by the way." He narrowed his eyes: "Qin Qing, what do you mean?" "Literally." He raised his voice: "Now you want to make a small temper because of these eight hundred years ago?" I choked back: "So what if I'm just being petty? This time, an ex-wife was filmed out of nowhere, and who knows when another ex-fiancee and ex-girlfriend will come out. Instead of getting angry at that time, it's better to be petty now. Maybe no one will coax you in the future.” His face suddenly became ugly, and his voice turned cold a few degrees: "No one in the past is a blank sheet of paper, I have never asked you to do so, even if you were caught in the past and came back, I never thought about it once. I thought that only the future would be enough, but now it seems that you don’t mean it at all. You made so many excuses, it’s just that you have no intention to continue. We’ve been together for so long, and other people just talk in a few words, and you don’t even ask me for confirmation , just accused me and ran back. Qin Qing, from the beginning to the end, you never trusted me. Now I have left the company and explained it. I am still pleasing your family and enduring your unreasonable troubles No matter how willful you are, there should be a limit!" "Willful?" I sneered, "I'm self-willed and self-deprecating. When someone said a few words to me, I ran back. Even if I went back, I would still run and come if someone said something to me." Song Ziyan , When you keep telling me to trust, why don't you think about whether you have done anything to make me trust, why do I feel so uneasy in my heart, why do I live in such trembling? Why do you make me trust you?" He stared at me incredulously, "Why? Then what do you think I'm doing these days, playing house with you?" I looked straight at him: "Do you love me?" He pursed his lips and said nothing. I was immediately disheartened: "Even if there is no pursuit of flowers, caring phone calls, and romantic touches, I am sorry, but I can accept it. But you don't even say three words. In my opinion, I don't even care about your pets." How about, at least coax it when you are in a good mood. Can you give me a position? Is it a lover for fun or a free nanny?" He opened his mouth, but didn't speak. The silence was so long that I thought he wouldn't speak anymore, but he opened his mouth and said in a low voice: "Love." He repeated: "I regard you as a lover .” My heart stopped for a second, and I heard the sound of my own breathing: "Then say the three words I want to hear." He lowered his eyelids and said only, "I will marry you." Just how iron-teethed and copper-teethed is this man, saying those three words will kill him?I am your lover again, and you are willing to be tied up by me for the rest of your life, but you are even stingy with those three words?I completely lost my patience: "No, a marriage without love is a tomb. There is no need to put my hot face on the tombstone. Song Ziyan, general manager, I have nothing else to say to you. Please go back where you came from. If you still stay at our house with a dead skin and lazy face, I will go on a trip tomorrow. I was too stupid and naive before, thinking that I can warm the stones, but I will be smart and smart in the future, so why not completely give up on you? Please Hurry up, so that I don't get bored." His face can no longer be described in ugly terms, and he can't hide his anger all over his body. I watched his hands close and open, open and close At first, I was also a little scared.But he suppressed it in the end, and still said in a bored and perfunctory tone: "I admit that I love you, is this enough?" Enough for your ma's head!His tone like dismissing a beggar made me immediately angry, but when I was so angry, I smiled instead of anger, "Thank you, general manager, but you don't have to wrong yourself so much. It's enough for others to say that instead. You, don’t say these three words, it’s impossible for you to spend half an hour a day with a bouquet of flowers and make a phone call to hang around in front of me and chase me desperately! Your old words are precious, don’t waste them on me, it’s not worth it, real!" In the end, I still nodded heavily to deepen the effect.He didn't speak, just looked at me like that, I couldn't tell what his expression was.After looking at it for a long time, he turned around, walked, opened the door, and went out.The door closed with a bang, and some fine dust fell.I, who was filled with righteous indignation, suddenly regretted it without ambition.In fact, it's not that I don't know that he is awkward and coquettish, and the words are forced out, so he is trying to get angry for a while to drive him away.I was supposed to write it down in a small notebook, and I would draw a circle on the calendar every year to celebrate the festival. I played big names so ignorantly, but a big player didn't cooperate, and it was a mess.I covered my face and moaned, you've been sleeping with him for so long, you still don't know how little patience he has.But he still slaps his face swollen to pretend to be fat, and the pork sellers don't even come to his door.Looking at the closed door, I wanted to cry, so I quickly put on my shoes and went down to chase him back.I didn't hold the doorknob hard, but the doorknob seemed to have a mind of its own and turned it away. Is it true that God was transformed by my affection, and things are sad for me? ?Before he had time to praise himself, the door opened, and outside was Song Ziyan who had just left. "You..." "You..." The two of us spoke at the same time and stopped at the same time.After falling silent, I prayed silently with tears in my heart: don't come here to say goodbye, don't come here just to say it's over.Just after reading it a few times, he heard a clear cough, and his expression was obviously uncomfortable, his eyes wandered a few times and he didn't look at me, no matter how he looked, he felt a little cramped and embarrassed.In my uneasiness.He opened his mouth: "What kind of flowers do you... like?" I don't know if I read it wrong, but his cheeks seemed a little red... Song Ziyan has officially started chasing me! The next day, the little sister in the flower shop sent a large bouquet of flowers, bright red roses, um, not bad, although I have never been cold to flowers and plants, but this flower symbolizes love, so I happily accepted it.Flipping through the blooming or budding flowers, there was actually a piece of paper inside, and I turned it out curiously. On it was thin and strong pen writing, which was familiar to Song Ziyan: dear, fly slowly, be careful of the roses with thorns ahead.Dear, you open your mouth, bursts of flowers will make you intoxicated... I also felt a burst of negative ions split from the top of the sky, traveling around to the limbs and veins, my whole body... burnt... I didn't realize that Song Ziyan was hiding behind the tortoise shell a generation of Lei Gong! ! !Just when he called, I asked tremblingly: "I have received the flowers, but who did you copy the words on the card?" He asked: "Not satisfied?" His aesthetic standards were questioned: "You chose this lyrics, is this the only one?" It's too low... There was a sound of flipping the book inside, and after a while, he said: "There are a few more candidates. Yes, one is the confession of the mouse to the rice, the other is the confession of the wolf to the sheep, and the other is the confession of the grandson to the grandpa, only those two butterflies are still the same kind." When I heard it, my eyes lit up: "The grandson is to the grandpa. ?” Could it be that the folk customs here are open enough to accept love between grandparents and grandchildren?He groaned, and read out in a low voice: "Don't hurt me again, grandpa, don't hurt me again, grandpa." What kind of grandpa, he is obviously so affectionate, yaeh yeah yeah!From what I know about him, I understand a little bit: "Didn't you go to the street and buy a tape, listen to it yourself and memorize the lyrics and then write it down." He answered honestly: "The best-selling one you found "I think of him wearing a suit and leather shoes with an elite temperament and earphones, listening to those Internet songs, memorizing them quickly on paper, and then writing those ecstasy words word by word under the contemptuous eyes of the little sister in the flower shop. The words were copied on a piece of paper... The corner of my right mouth couldn't help but twitch up twice... He still greeted me solemnly: "Exactly seven songs, then one song a day, exactly one week." "No need!" I hurriedly stopped, watching these raucous and messy lyrics every day, my life was lost! Surprised, he asked, "No need?" I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead: "No, no, I have already felt your heart deeply." And I was deeply embarrassed.I hit that sentence, if you are embarrassing, please be deeply embarrassing.The sound of paper being shredded and rubbed came from the microphone, followed by his answer: "Very good." The matter of sending flowers came to an end for the time being, and I waited with joy for his next attack, enjoying the vanity of being loved by a prince like a princess. I was sitting at the dining table, stirring the rice carelessly, while peeking at Song Ziyan across from me, what will he do next?Pull a banner from the gatehouse across the street, put a hot air balloon outside my window, or pile heart-shaped candles downstairs? Just as he was thinking happily, he saw Song Ziyan who was eating on the opposite side put down his chopsticks, stood up and apologized to us, and walked to the balcony.My eyes involuntarily glanced towards the balcony, maybe there was an airplane pulling up a banner to show love like in Jewelry... The mobile phone on the table first buzzed and vibrated, then rang loudly, and the screen showed that the caller was Song Ziyan. I glanced at the person on the balcony with the phone next to my ear, and I picked it up: "Hello" Hearing my voice, he didn't say a word, raised his hand to close the line, walked back and sat down to eat. I was the only one left to stare at him dumbfounded, this kid couldn't be sleepwalking... I didn't realize my mistake until I received N calls of the same type. He was not sleepwalking, but he was unswervingly implementing my policy, one call every half an hour.When I was drowsy after eleven o'clock, the phone rang every half an hour, neither early nor late, at zero and thirty.I couldn't bear it anymore, so I simply turned off my phone, and finally fell asleep when I heard someone knocking on the door, and I went down to open the door with sleepy eyes.Song Ziyan looked unfriendly outside: "You turned off the phone." I was angry: "I'm going to sleep, of course turn off the phone!" He looked serious: "This is inconsistent with the suggestion you gave me. One call for half an hour, what if you don't receive it?" OMG!I was really choked to death by him, scratching my hair frantically, I shouted: "Don't beat me, can't you just pass this level?" A smile appeared on his face, and he smiled with relief: "Very good." He stroked my hair again, "Go to sleep." Then, right in front of me, I turned around comfortably and went back to my room. I held on to the door frame and hesitated for a while. He...was doing it on purpose... From sending such a shocking piece of paper to this midnight bell, how could he be chasing me?It's just messing with me! ! A bouquet of flowers every day, a phone call for half an hour, wandering around in front of me if I have nothing to do. It seems that the Dafa of chasing after me that I taught him is like this. I thought about it carefully, picking out the words like a lawyer pondering a case, and finally set my sights on the last sentence. Ambiguity!So ambiguous!According to this sentence, there is no guarantee that I will see his face whenever I look up! Coupled with Song Ziyan's unbelievable action and will, I was deeply panicked. When I went to the toilet, I stepped on the electricity three times before I dared to go in. At night, I put two chairs behind the door and put a basin of water on the chairs, just in case I didn’t pay attention and saw him appear beside me for a long time.I live in my own home, but I am harder than guarding against thieves. I have to say, I really did it on my own. But the tree is as good as the bark, and I still have to carry it if there are no steps. I just carried it like this for several days, but I couldn’t see him when I looked up and looked down. My nerves were tense all the time, and I felt that the string was about to break. My mother sent a call from Aunt Li to save me from the fire. . Her daughter is getting married, and she wants me to be a bridesmaid, and my mother is seeing off guests. In other words, for a whole day, I didn't have to look at that face anymore, and I was instantly elated, happier than a bride.That day, I got up early and rushed to Aunt Li's house to accompany the bride to make up her hair.I don't know if I don't go, I'm more than a jump when I go.He wears a flower fifty on his head.Fifty for a layer of water on the face, fifty for a pair of false eyelashes, and two hundred for even a pair of bride's gloves.My expression changed from surprise, stunned, and angry to completely decadent in the end. My mother reprimanded me in a low voice behind me: "Why do you put on a mournful face when other people are happy?" I leaned my head on her shoulder wearily, and murmured: "Mom, I'm afraid you will have to support me for the rest of my life." She was afraid: "I'm old, don't scare me." I mourned and cried: "It was hard to find me in the first place, but now it costs so much money to put on makeup, and no one spends so much money to marry me." Mom gently stroked the top of my head, "Don't worry, as long as you can sell yourself, I will pay for the makeup." I seized the opportunity to stand up straight, "Here, what you said!" My mother looked into my eyes kindly, and her tone was very provocative: "Who made me your mother." I was about to fall into her arms again, when I heard her muttering: "Anyway, the wool comes from the sheep, I will go back today Keep dialing." The bride quickly put on her makeup, stood up and looked at us shyly and nervously, her little face, which was dressed in white gauze against the delicate powder carving, was indeed beautiful.We really praised her sincerely, and she relieved her tension a little. We went out of the photo studio and went back to her home to wait.At about nine o'clock, amidst the sound of firecrackers, the groom came and entered the door amidst a burst of booing.The groom doesn't look outstanding, but the groom's gown is matched with a shy yet proud and sweet smile on his face, no matter how you look at it, it is moving.There was another wave of pushback, but in the end the bride was picked up by him and carried into the wedding car. After a short detour, I arrived at the hotel. The wedding ceremony was the same, but when I saw the newlyweds crying and thanking their parents, I still couldn't help the corners of my eyes getting wet. Looking at my mother, she turned her head to look at the ceremony stage, although she pretended to be calm She was devoted, but the corners of her eyes that couldn't hide the fine lines reflected the light on the ceiling, which was also extraordinarily bright. I turned my head quickly, not wanting her to see me looking at her.Our daughter is at this age and it is such an occasion, we feel a little awkward in our hearts, because the family affection is too strong, but some estrangement has arisen, like an invisible vest added to the intimate padded jacket, keeping warm as usual, but we can no longer be speechless Don't talk, completely naked. After the couple paid their respects to their parents and the officiant, the etiquette also gave each of them a little red book. I sighed: "Tsk tsk, a piece of red paper sold myself." A person next to him answered very slipperily: "You can also sell you to me." When I turned around, I was shocked!It turned out to be the ps man who went on a blind date someday!He was sitting next to me, knocking on the watermelon seeds on the plate. I froze: "Why are you here?" He pointed to Aunt Li on the stage, "That's my aunt," It just occurred to me that this person was introduced by Aunt Li last time, and his background is behind the photo. But there are at least forty tables in this lobby, so why am I going to bump into it?He ate melon seeds and asked me: "Why didn't you reply when I sent you a text message?" This person doesn't understand diplomatic rhetoric too much, but I don't want to let him get off the stage, so I went down the steps: "Oh, I happen to be busy these days." He still didn't let go: "Really?" I nodded seriously, with a gray and serious expression: "Young girls are very busy!" He turned his head and kowtowed another melon seed and stopped talking. I turned around and took a sip of rock sugar chrysanthemum to breathe, and he turned his head around again: "I just said that, how is it?" I froze, "what's the matter" He reminded: "It's about getting a marriage certificate." A sip of chrysanthemum tea almost didn't come out, but after realizing it, I still couldn't help but be complacent about my boundless charm: "We just met once, and you fell in love with me at first sight?" He replied very honestly: "From the first time I saw you, I knew that you were suitable to take home as a wife." This is so right... If it wasn't for his bad looks, I would have wished to go up and kiss him. I covered my mouth and smiled lowly, very shyly: "Don't praise me too much, even if you use compliments as a ticket, I wouldn't board." into your wreck." He continued on his own: "The nature of my job is that I always have to go out, so I want to find someone who is honest and responsible." I continued to cover my mouth and be modest: "Actually, I'm not as virtuous as you think." He didn't accept my self-effacement: "How could it be? I'm sure about it. Just like you, you don't have the capital to think about dishonesty. Even if you lie outside the wall, no pedestrians will pass by, so I am very relieved of you. I just want to marry you." I still covered my mouth, but this time the lower corner of my mouth did not pick up, but pulled down. He hit me, he hit me seriously, he hit me seriously with the looks of a young girl! I was so shocked by his serious words that I was about to cry... In fact, I can be regarded as a tough seed. If someone deliberately insults me and slanders me, I don't even bother to look at him.But once someone questioned me fairly, openly and justly, I immediately disarmed and fell into my mother's arms. Fortunately, my mother was sitting next to me, and I jumped into her arms, never to see PS man's big face again!My mother stroked my back and asked strangely: "What's the matter?" It is estimated that the noise at the wedding banquet was too loud, and the person and I lowered the volume again and she didn't hear it.I got into her arms with a nasal voice: "Mom, get rid of the person next to me! I don't want to see him again in this life!" The mother's voice came from above: "This is your nephew from Aunt Li's family. He is not a few years older than you. He is the only one who has a common topic with you at this table. Why are you so ignorant?" I shook my head violently in her arms: "No, there is him without me, there is me without her!" The young man was also panicked, and his voice was turned up: "What's wrong with you? I didn't say anything just now. Although we had a blind date and I proposed to you again, you shouldn't be crying with joy. ?” When I heard his words, I didn't cry at first, but now I really want to cry. The moment tears welled up in his eyes, a gloomy voice at minus 37.6 degrees sounded from one side: "Blind date?" As soon as I heard this horribly familiar tone, my whole body stiffened, and I slowly raised my head to see Song Ziyan standing there with a very gentle, very gentle smile that couldn't be more gentle. I just glanced at his face, and I quickly lowered my head... Wife, wife, wife, it's scary!Get into my mother's arms again, mother, I want to sleep with you tonight, otherwise I must have a nightmare! My mother couldn't smell the sign that the storm was coming, so she asked, "Xiao Song, why are you here?" Song Ziyan replied: "My uncle and I were going out and found that you didn't bring the key, so I sent you the key. I should also be thankful that I sent it here specially, otherwise I'm afraid I wouldn't have heard such wonderful content. Blind dates, marriage proposals, I Shouldn't I congratulate you, Qin Qing?" In the last few words, his tone became gentle again by three degrees, but I felt the temperature behind my back dropped by another thirty degrees, and the ice cubes froze, and I crawled on my mother's lap, almost trembling. My mother finally recognized the current situation, and explained: "Xiao Song, don't get me wrong, Qin Qing definitely didn't go on a blind date when you came, she went there the next day after returning home." Woooooo, Mom, you've always been used to being S, so don't be a middleman, isn't this getting darker and darker? Sure enough, when Song Ziyan heard this, his voice was so gentle that he could drip water: "The next day? Heh, Qin Qing, should I praise you for moving fast enough?" My mother still couldn't recognize her own position, and explained: "It can't be her fault, she wanted to break up with you at that time, and never get in touch with you." Mom!Do you regret giving birth to me, and now you want to use Song Ziyan's hand to end me! ! "Don't get in touch with each other forever?" Song Ziyan repeated, laughing!He smiled in horror, "Fine." I quickly covered my ears, Mrs, Mrs, Mrs, it was terrible!Mom, I will sleep with you from now on!Otherwise, there is no need to have nightmares, the auditory hallucinations of these two words alone are enough to scare me out! ! Mom finally realized the essence of helping more and more, and shut up. Song Ziyan asked in a gentle manner: "Auntie, I have something to tell Qin Qing, is it convenient?" I quickly raised my head, looked at my mother with tears in my eyes, and my voice trembled involuntarily: "Mom, I am a piece of meat you pulled down more than 20 years ago..." My mother looked at me, then at Song Ziyan, and finally smiled and asked Song Ziyan: "Handle with care." I can't believe that S's mother, who has always been S, gave her daughter away for glory in front of Song Ziyan, who has a stronger aura!Song Ziyan stretched out his hand and pulled me, and I grabbed her by the corner of her clothes like a child, "Mom! You can't do this to me! I'm your only daughter, you are so caring!!" My mother's tender body shook, she really couldn't bear to watch me being dragged away, she...turned her face away... I am a drowning person, grabbing straws and shouting for help to the PS man.I don't know if he really wants to marry me as his wife or if he wants to show his masculinity, he lived up to expectations and stood up abruptly, "Wait!" Song Ziyan's expression turned even worse, and he glanced coldly: "Is there something wrong?" I watched the big man shrivel up immediately, his face changed from jealousy to a flattering smile, and stammered: "Since... since you're here, let's have a glass of wedding wine and... let's go." It seems that I am not too flattering and philistine, twenty Song Ziyan's aura is too strong, everyone is automatically assimilated by dog ​​legs in front of him! Stumbling all the way and being dragged, he stood still outside the hotel. It happened to be noon, and the sun outside was so bright that I couldn't even open my eyes.Song Ziyan stood in front of me, with his back to the sun, I was forced to squint with my face up, and I could only see her dark silhouette... too horrible! He actually opened his mouth very calmly: "Let's sort out the order." I smirked, very considerate. "Don't be so troublesome, there are so many meaningful things in life waiting for us..." Before he could say "do", he was so frightened by his grinning smile that he showed a row of eerie teeth that he swallowed it forcefully. He followed slowly: "In the beginning, you just listened to a few casual words from others, then you splashed water all over me, threw away the ring I gave you, and ran back." I bow my head. He continued to think, "On the second day when I came back, on the way I arranged for the company to rush over, you couldn't wait to go on a blind date." I lowered my head so that my chest drooped. He refused to let go: "After I came, you tried to make things difficult for me, and refused to go back no matter what." I have almost bowed before the facts. He sneered, "It turns out that I have already found someone to propose to. No wonder I went out so anxiously and happily today." I'm almost on my knees... Before he overwhelmed the flowers and plants, he was pulled up by him and dragged towards the gate. I was terrified: "What are you doing?" He didn't turn his head back: "Don't you want to get married? I'll make it happen for you" I stood still, and he turned his head and smiled sullenly: "I don't want to?" Of course not!But at this moment, of course I have to go along first: "No, no, it's just... Although my parents are very happy to see you, I haven't paid a special visit to your house yet." He calmly interrupted me: "Don't worry, you've seen it all." As I thought about it, I have seen his grandparents, parents, and mothers before I consciously or unconsciously, and seeing his leisurely appearance in which everything is under control, a thought came to my mind: he might not have had it very early. This kind of direct kidnapping plan! Sitting in front of the vermilion desk in the Civil Affairs Office, I had a deeper understanding of this.Looking at the documents on the table, I burst into tears. I even brought the temporary household registration book and ID card that I temporarily left at his house. It is estimated that I will be doomed today, and I am destined to change from wild to captive. Thinking about it this way, I can't help but feel completely silent and have no interest in life. The aunt on the other side of the desk compared the ID card and household registration, and compared the two of us with the photo of the two of us on the street just now, glanced at the form we filled out, took the stamp and was about to seal it, and was suspicious I glanced at me with a frowning face, "little girl, are you... voluntary?" Song Ziyan replied coldly, "She voluntarily." I dare not express my dissent. Auntie still has the enthusiasm of a public servant. She put the seal back and looked at me very seriously: "If you don't want to, just say it directly. You don't need to be threatened by anyone. The country is protected by law." Song Ziyan put his hand on mine "gently" and smiled "softly", "Tell her that you are willing." I shivered and nodded quickly. The aunt gave me a serious look, sighed, and picked up the official seal again.Seeing that chapter getting closer and closer to the certificate, in the critical state where it seemed to be in contact with the paper, I finally decided to fight for the rest of my life and shouted: "I don't want to get married!" The aunt looked up at me with a liberated gaze of women and people. Song Ziyan looked back at me with a look that would scare me to death. After a moment of silence, he said with a tense face, "Do you not want to get married, or do you not want to marry me?" He lowered his head and muttered, "I just...don't want to get married now." His expression was slightly relaxed, but his eyes were still tightly locked on me: "Is it because you are young?" I shake my head. He asked again, "Is it because you haven't played enough?" I shake my head again. The aunt also asked: "Are you reluctant to part with your parents?" I continue to shake my head. The two of them guessed one by one, and finally asked all the reasons why they didn't want to let go of this city. My head was still doing rattle movements.Finally Song Ziyan finally got impatient: "What is it for?" I was sad with my finger: "Today the bride is very beautifully dressed..." "And then?" the two asked in unison. I complained: "Now that I'm so fat, I definitely won't look good in a wedding dress. Can I get married later after I lose weight?" After I finished speaking, I looked up expectantly, and saw that the faces of those two people were completely changed, with layers of black lines covering their faces.It took a long time for the aunt to return to normal, but Song Ziyan's eyes changed from the wariness just now to special sympathy, and without glancing at me, she quickly opened the little red book, swiped and pressed two buttons on it. chapter…… She, a public servant of the people, ignored the wishes of the working people I represented, accepted a bribe of nine yuan from the capitalists, and sold me with two small red books! ! ! 我把全部希望寄托在我亲爹亲娘身上，他们总不会看着他们辛苦拉扯大的女儿就这么成了人家的人吧。我恶毒地ＹＹ着，真相拆穿宋子言抱着头被老妈一路打着扫地出门的样子。 可是回到了家，他一个字也没提。他不提我也不知道怎么开后，总不能开门见山地说老妈，你女儿在今天跟你分别四十五分钟零三十七秒之后就结婚了吧。于是，我只能沉默是金。 看这闭口不言的宋子言和被蒙在鼓里的老爸老妈一如往常波澜不惊，我不禁伤感，别的程序不对就算了，没想到我连接个婚都是潜水走私的！ ! 我摆着一张怨妇脸还做了晚饭，坐在餐桌上有一口没一口地吃着。老妈一如既往地开始扮演偏心眼，给宋子言夹菜送水的。宋子言叶一如既往地礼貌回应：“多谢妈。” Snapped!老妈一如既往地收回筷子的动作出了差错，手里空空，筷子在桌子上滚动了两下吧嗒掉在地上。这声召唤起了已经石化的老妈，她眨眨眼摇摇头才颤悠悠地问宋子言：“你……刚刚叫我什么？” 宋子言依然很淡定，淡定地喝了口水，淡定地看着我们三个人，最后淡定地宣布：“我和秦卿，今天下午结婚了。” 波澜不惊的睡眠，突起风云，老妈睁大了眼不敢置信地看着我：“闺女啊！诚信社会，你老娘还是有信用的。你至于为了那几百块钱的化妆费，这么豁出去吗？” 我被老妈痛心的眼神和疾首的质问给震晕了！她怎么会得出这么强大的结论呢？ ! 等回过神的时候老爸老妈已经在跟宋子言兴致勃勃地开始讨论诸多事宜了，比如婚宴，宾客，仪式等。 丝毫没有一点闺女被诱拐的愤怒！甚至连他们被诱拐闺女的愤怒都视而不见！ 第Ｎ次弱弱反对遭到无视后，看着他们绕过当事人自主自发进行三边友好协商的场面，我不由伤感…… 敢情我在家就这么不受待见，宋子言这个回收站一出现，老爸老妈就迫不及待地要删除我。 经过三天的协商，我的电脑和回收站初步达成了协议。 仪式在我新晋婆家举行，而婚纱照要在这边拍。据我妈时候那个照相馆记录了我外公外婆第一张合影，老爸老妈当时那黑白的婚纱照也是在那里被定格，算是我们家不可遗忘或缺的精神文化遗产。 第二天去的时候才发现，时隔这么久，那家小照相馆已经成了一个大影楼，选好了样式以后我们就开始拍照。这种后期可以ＰＳ加工的照片，不用担心我的猪腰子现行，再加上那几套华丽丽的衣服，我也就撇开了不甘愿，加上宋子言镜头前相当配合，这照我是拍得相当地哈皮。 从室内到室外，一共拍了三天，最后一张照片拍完，我进了更衣室要换上平常的衣服，就看到影楼的那个老板娘也进来了。想到价格表那华丽丽的数字，我狠狠地剜了她一眼，你丫怎么不去抢劫呢。没想到他看到了，还直直的朝我走来了。 我顿时一身冷汗，她不会后期制作的时候给我穿小鞋吧？不过她倒是满脸笑容，手里捏着几张纸，跟我打招呼：“宋太太。” 这称呼听着着实别扭，我笑着点了点头。 他说：“是这么回事，宋先生拍出来的照片效果相当的好，我们影楼接下来有一套新的季节系列，所以希望……” 第一句就让我膨胀到飞起了，我难掩兴奋：“是想让我们当模特，再拍一套吗？” 他看着我，眼神闪烁了一下说：“对，我们会支付一定的报酬。” 又有照片可以照，又有钱可以拿，多好，我忙不迭点头：“好啊” 她有些沮丧，“我们已经问过宋先生，可是他不同意。” 我挺起胸脯，大言不惭：“我做主就行。” “我不也是当事人之一吗？” 她眼神又闪烁了一下，斟酌：“呃……这个最主要的是宋先生的同意。” 我拿过她手里的合同，拍着胸脯打包票：“放心，包在我身上。” 在等待室，我把合同推到宋子言面前，跟哄小孩似地催眠：“签吧，签吧。” 他皱眉：“他们找你去了？” 我自吹自擂：“那当然，我照片上风情万种吧阅尽千人的他们打动了，为了让我当模特，他们轮番上阵不知费了多少口水，我才勉强答应的。” 他看我一眼，慢慢地说：“你是不是误会了什么？” 我瞪他：“我误会什么？！你看这多好的事啊，咱们拍照热家还给钱，我不也是为你着想嘛。” 他淡淡一瞥：“不需要。” 太让人生气了，我只能撕下贤妻的面具，暴露自己的私愿：“咱们那套相片我才穿了几套衣服，可是这店里这么多婚纱，每一套我都好想穿，我都没有勉强你跟我照一套。现在正好有了这个机会，你就从了我吧。” 对于我撒娇的语气和期待的眼神，他的反应是直接站起来，看了看外面说：“天色晚了，早点回去。” 我瘪嘴，出于淫威拿着包就要跟他走，可是余光中能看到流泻灯光下那一套套我还没有来得及穿的婚纱，或火红或嫩黄或纯白或浅粉。我脚步迈不开，又坐了下来，跟女鬼似的幽幽自言自语：“有的人已经差点就结了一次婚，婚纱也拍好了，现在怎么都是搅白水，所以是不能理解我这种一生只结一次婚的人。人家以前拍过一次，现在又拍了一次，也不能保证以后就不拍第三次第四次，那礼服一套套地换，当然不肯为这一次多费心啦，嗯，我能理解，我都明白……” 宋子言回头，语气有些不自然：“你又乱想什么呢？” 我不看他，据徐幽幽拌女鬼：“这就是只结一次婚的坏处，如果我也能像人家一样，结婚跟玩游戏似的，大不了重头再来，那还用现在为多穿几件衣服斤斤计较啊，反正又不是只拍一次……” 他又坐了下来，都快咬牙切齿了：“我不是都跟你说明白了吗。” 我点头：“是明白了，可是你也知道，我就是一典型的小鼻子小嘴小心眼的三个代表。难保哪天不会翻出来晒一晒，你别放心上，就让我一个人在心灵阴暗的角落里慢慢腐朽吧。” 他狠狠瞪我，我假装看不见，继续神思飘渺拌女鬼。最后，他叹了口气，拿过合同，大略看了几眼，再抬起头眼神忽然变得算计：“我签约，但是以后不需再提这些。” 我装傻：“哪些？” 他脸色沉了下来。 我赶紧点头：“好好好。” 虽然少了一个制约他的把柄，但是能拍到漂漂的照片，我也算心满意足了。 还是穿着刚才的婚纱我坐在那里等，化妆室里一堆人围着一个女模特转，没一个人搭理我。 不一会儿，有人来喊女模特出去拍照，我好奇也跟过去，就看到宋子言居然和她一起进了场地。我拉住一边的人问：“这……是不是出错了啊？不该是男模特吗？” 那人漫不经心地回：“这位宋先生不就是咱们刚请的模特吗，啧啧，虽然是客人，气质还真不错。不过他老婆也够大方的，为了点钱让自己新郎跟别人拍婚纱照。” 我石化了，半响才明白，怪不得那个女的那么神情闪烁，敢情她要找的模特就宋子言一个，根本没我的份！ 再度看向场里，那个女模特靠在宋子言身前，一只手还搭上了他肩膀。我嗷的一声冲了进去，推开女模特，跟老母鸡似地占住宋子言：“不许拍了！” 一堆人都停了下来，错愕地看着我，只有宋子言带着一副我就知道会这样的表情，对我浅浅地笑。那个摄影师从黑布后面探出头：“你谁啊？别在这儿捣乱。” 我双手用力挽住宋子言，饱含占有欲地宣布：“我谁？我是他老婆！” 宋子言眼睛弯了起来，轻轻拍了拍我扒着他胳膊的手。 我顿时更添底气质问：“有你们这样的么？我还穿着婚纱呢，你们就把握老公跟别的人配对了！” 那摄影师无言以对，我拉着宋子言就往外走，还没到门口，老板娘已经过来了，一句话就把握堵了回来：“你们不能走，这合同上可是签了名的。” 就是她语意不明地骗了我，我愤然：“违约怎样？” 她丢下俩字：“赔钱。” 只这两个字立即浇灭了我万丈火焰，我高大的形象不停地萎缩萎缩再萎缩，成了一个黑点。宋子言走上前，把萎靡的我拢到身后，平平地说：“违约金连同费用一起算吧。” 出影楼的时候我是饱含热泪的，想到哪白花花的银子，我小心翼翼地问：“宋子言，你不会怪我吧。” 他摇头，只是提醒：“以后做什么事都小心一点。” 他这一说，我想到了，我是糊里糊涂地没看合同，可是他看了啊，以他的老奸巨猾怎么坑内随便就签约，我肯定地问：“你是不是一开始就知道会这样？” 在我狐疑的小眼神中，他坦然点头。 泪，怪不得他这么配合，亏我还以为我是小伎俩成功，原来还是被人家算计，丢人不说，还白白地把压制他的把柄给双手交了出去……看着一副轻松惬意的宋子言，我无限伤感，跟着这个轨迹下午，我哪年哪月哪日才有翻身的一天啊啊啊啊啊！ 回到家的时候，我还是耷着脑袋，回到房间后，老妈也跟着来了，头一句话就问：“又被算计了？” 我伤感“老妈，你确定不多留我两年，在提高一下我的等级段数？现在送我过去，我铁定是骨头渣子都不剩下一点的。” 老妈叹：“我和你爸不也是怕夜长梦多吗。” 我不懂：“现在离婚这么方便，只要他乐意多梦，跟结不结婚是没差别的。” 老妈拍我头：“我倒是不担心小宋，主要是你的地位。” 一提地位，我都恨不得蹲角落画圈圈：“你觉得我现在有地位吗？” 看着我无神的双眼，老妈也沉默了。 只剩一阵小风刮过，卷起几片枯黄的叶子，显示着凄凉的落花时节…… 过了会儿，老妈才说“就算是地主手下也有长工和佃户的区别，虽然都逃不过被压迫的命运，我们还是应该向办法把你的地位拨高一下。” 她问：“你以后想抓住他把柄的几率是多少？” 我呲牙：“零……” 他又问：“你以后像这样不怕死的跑回来，又为难他的几率是多少？” 我咧嘴：“零……” 老妈拍拍我脑袋：“所以说现在是你历史最高点了，现在结婚你还能混一佃户，再拖下去你就变成包身工了。” 我一想，果真是这个道理，立即没了对老妈的偏见，特崇拜地看着她：“老妈，你想的真远。” 老妈笑：“都说男人是股票，其实女人才是。催一个女的看别人固然重要，但最重要的是看清自己，而是懂得在最高价钱的时候把自己抛出去。” 等到照片洗好之后，挑好了照片又托运回去，我这只股票就心甘情愿的跟着股东回去了。回去的那些天宋子言忙着准备婚礼，我就忙着减肥，争取在婚礼前饿出一个窈窕淑女。这天，我按着咕咕叫的肚子在家里看电视，手机声大作，我尤其物理的接起来，里面是久违的黄毛的声音：“秦卿，我听说你回来了，是吗？” 一想起来我就生气了，聚起剩下不多的力气吼：“哎，你说你忒不厚道了啊，那天我问你离婚了没，你就说没结不就得了，害我现在妙龄少女化身少妇，你担得起责任吗你！我这么信任你，你怎么挖坑让我跳呢？”可怜的是，最后还是宋子言填的土。 沉默了很久，他才说话，却也不是回答：“我是来跟你告别的。” 我一惊：“你要去哪？” 他似乎苦笑了一下，话筒里有稀疏的气流：“回美国，以后可能都不回来了，我脑子忽悠了一下，赶紧就问：“什么时候的飞机？ " 他说：“今天下午三点半的。” 我抬头看表，只剩下一个小时又十分钟，我急了：“你怎么现在才打电话呢？” 他笑：“怕你送我呗。” 我冲着手机喊：“怕个屁，你就在那儿等着，我现在就去抽你。” 匆忙就挂了电话，赶紧下了楼。 在飞机场不仅看到黄毛，还看到了展露，我顿时有些不自然。在宋子言的观念里，他们分了手，也算不得朋友，他也不会主动和对方联系。可是一旦对方有事来求助自己，再不麻烦的力所能及的范围之内必定还要伸出援手。 不热络，却也不失礼，这就是宋子言一贯的行事风格。如果不是展露回国认得的人不多才过来找他，或许他压根就在想不起这个人。 虽然知道也确认是这样，可是对着展露，我还是很不舒服，会有她忽然凭空消失的妄想。于是只僵硬着表情打了个简单的招呼。她虽然眼睛比我大，但心眼跟我一样小，笑笑算是回应，又对黄毛说：“你们聊着，我先就去了。” 黄毛点头，她跟我微笑示意了一下就往登机口走去。 她一离开，我就瞪着背着大包的黄毛：“你要走怎么不提前说一声呢？” 他只是笑，不说话。 我也不好接，只是余光看到展露摇曳生姿的背影，想起宋子言说过黄毛有些恋姐情节，我更不放心了：“要不就别回去了，你姐姐是亲人，在这里把我当成亲人也行啊。” 他看了看我，低头：“那不一样。” 我看着他敛起的下巴，垂下的眼睛还有红润的嘴，这是我多少次欺负过的压迫过的正太的脸孔。从我进公司以来，其实从头到尾他都在，从啼笑皆非的迎新开始，知道这一刻。其实仔细想想每一次我失意伤感的时候，他都在我身边，从酒桌上彪悍带着辛酸的告白，到医院里跟苏亚文的重逢，还有从青岛狼狈地逃回来，以及最后乌龙的酒会。 每次我最狼狈辛酸的时候，他都在，顶着正太的脸孔被蹂躏被欺压。 他是我出了校门进了公司的第一个朋友，我眼里不自觉有点湿，“非要走吗？我以后不欺负你了还不行吗？” 他忽然笑了起来，“秦卿，你怎么这么好骗哪？” 我睁眼看着他。 他几乎乐不可支：“你欺负我？你到现在还觉得你一直在欺负我呢？告诉你吧，我都是骗你的，无辜天真好欺负那些都是我装出来骗你的，我就是想看看宋子言放弃我姐姐，找的是什么样一个人。就算你一直不明白，可是最后我骗你说宋子言是我姐夫，害你生那么大气，你都不记得了吗？” 我看着他，不太能反应。现在的她张扬嘲讽，没有当初一点纯良无害的样子。 看我愣愣的，他还捏了捏握脸，下了结论：“你太笨，连我这个骗你的人都没成就感，所以说我最讨厌和白痴打交道了。” 眼前的她，熟悉得脸孔，却全然不同的气质，我不知道要说什么。这时机场里催促登机的甜美女音响起，我们都抬头看了看那显示牌上滚动的字眼。 那时他即将要坐的航班。 如果是平常。如果他气势弱，我就抽他，如果他气势强，我就在心里抽他，可是现在离别在即，我满心只有伤感，从那显示牌上回过眼，跟嘱咐小孩子似的：“不管怎么样，到了那里要记得好好照顾自己。” 他没有说话，只是低头轻轻叹了口气，不一会儿，却突然抬头看着我身后，惊异地喊：“总经理？” 我下意识地就要转身看，头发忽然被他拉扯住，一痛，身子不自觉地往前倾，嘴上一阵温热。 脑子空了一空，反应过来时，那个罪魁祸首已经背着包走到了检票口。我看着他背着背包的身影，混入熙熙攘攘的人群中，张张嘴很想喊声再见什么的，可是怎么都说不出口。 知道他一个拐弯，人再也看不见，我才转身，慢慢地走回去。 坐上出租车的时候，手机在口袋开始振动，拿出来一看，是黄毛的短信。 有一句真话来不及告诉你 就算不看恐怖片，我也想一直握着你的手 goodbye 脑中有混沌模糊的念头，不敢去想，可是眼泪就掉了下来 回到家里的时候，宋子言已经回来，就问：“去哪儿了？” 我放下包，说：“去送黄毛了，他今天出国。” 他看看我被揉的红肿的眼，也不多说，只嗯了一声，就进了卧室。 我心里涌动起一种情感，快速走过去，从背后抱着他。 他没动，只问：“怎么了？” 我抽抽鼻子：“没事，就像抱抱你，觉得很幸福。” 他没说话，试试手放在他腰间我交叠的手上，慢慢握紧。 我低头看着地板上我们拥着的身影，觉得感激。 当我终于走到这一步的时候，才发现原来你也在这里。 当他无心等到这一天的时候，才看到我已经走了过来。 不早不晚，不前不后，就这么一路走来，刚巧在最美好的年华。 多幸运，在还来得及的时候相遇；多难得，在来不及遗憾的时候就学会了好好珍惜不错过。 关于如何举办婚礼，我和宋子言产生了第一次家庭战争。 按照他的实用主义来说，日子是自己过的，没必要给别人看。 按照我的浪漫思想来看，结婚一辈子就这么一次，就算当耍猴戏，我都恨不得弄个万人空巷。 宋子言丝毫不能理解我的心情，但是在我家时，看在老爸老妈的面子上，还是决定“从简”举行婚礼。依照我对他的了解，这个“从简”绝对是最低标准，于是我使出了杀手锏，某天装作不经意拨通了老爷子的电话。效果绝对是立竿见影的，三个小时后，两辆车就停在了我们楼下，宋家两代四位大佬齐齐上场，和宋子言在房间里密谋许久，三个小时后，才陆续出来。老爷子难掩一脸兴奋对着我在沙发里的我保证：“小莲，你的婚礼就交给我，保证你绝对难忘。” 看着一边宋子言阴郁的脸孔，我还装作无辜眨眼：“怎么了？” 厚厚，近墨者黑，现在我小肚子里果然也是一肚子坏水。 宋子言看着来叶子兴奋到发光的连，再看我又一脸同情地摇头，“你会后悔的。” 我继续快速眨眼装无辜，“你在说什么？” 宋子言拍拍我头顶，很惋惜，“有句话叫，自做孽不可活。” 直到婚礼当天我才明白为何他的眼底长含同情，又为何他说出那么一句话。 看着身边“如花”一般的四位伴娘，我岂止是后悔！我恨不得冲出去勒紧老爷子今天特意打得领结，死命对他吼：“不过结个婚，你至于找四个伴娘，四个伴郎么！单单这么多人也就算了，虽然我说了，伴娘不能比我高不能比我瘦，不能比我白眼睛不能比我大，嘴巴不能比我红，头发不能比我长……可是你至于找这四朵'如花'一样的女子么？” 可惜我没那个勇气，更没那个力气，因为喂了维持小腹平坦的假象，我已经提前三天绝食了…… 虽未减肥不努力，婚礼徒伤悲。 我现在已经饿到手脚无力，眼冒金星…… 于是在老爷子又提出来的什么从热气球上降落，站在秋千上荡漾出来等一系列科幻惊险的出场方式时，我只能耷拉着无神