Jiang Yuhe has a natural leadership ability, so that he just stood there and said a few words, and Wen Yu obediently opened the door.
She also knew that she had no second choice.
In the room, Wen Yu led Jiang Yuhe to the sofa, and said calmly:
"Sit down first, I'll get you something to drink."
Then he ran to the kitchen and closed the door, calming down his almost crazy heartbeat.
It was almost ten o'clock in the middle of the night, how did he find his home
But it's normal, as long as this man wants to do, there is nothing he can't do.
Don't say that he is in Jiangcheng, even if he goes abroad, Jiang Yuhe still has the ability to find himself out.
But what is he here for
And this hateful WeChat, why did it overturn again!
Ahhh, how will I explain it when I go out later!
While complaining in her heart, Wen Yu frantically looked for something to drink.
After Wen Qingyou returned to Jiangcheng, he spent money to take photos of the original Wen family villa, and Wen Yi'an moved back home.
Now this single apartment is lived by Wen Yu.
She doesn't care much by herself, and likes to store a lot of food and drinks in the refrigerator. However, she has been too busy recently and forgot to replenish the refrigerator in time. Now she opened it and found that the last bottle of mineral water was taken by herself this morning.
Now there are only a few bottles of Wangzai milk left in the refrigerator.
Wen Yu imagined the scene of inviting Jiang Yuhe to drink Wangzai, no matter how she looked at it, she felt as if she was provoking him in some other way.
After giving up milk, Wen Yu suddenly remembered that she drank two sips of red wine every day before going to bed.
Although it is a bit strange to invite people to drink at this time and place, it is still more formal than Wangzai.
Temporary emergency, don't care so much.
Wen Yu took out two wine glasses, poured two glasses of wine, went to the small hall, and sat down opposite Jiang Yuhe.
Gently pushed the cup to him, "Sorry, this is the only one at home..."
Jiang Yuhe rolled his eyes and said with a sneer, "You're enjoying yourself."
"..."
Probably because she was a little nervous, Wen Yu felt that her throat was dry, so she took a sip to moisten her throat, then smiled on purpose, and stopped there awkwardly after laughing.
No one spoke, the stagnant atmosphere was too exhausting.
Jiang Yuhe didn't come up to watch the stars and the moon and talk about life with her.
There is still a thick account between them.
It's not that Wen Yu said that she didn't want to count, so she didn't count.
Knowing this clearly, Wen Yu lowered her head in frustration, no longer pretending to be calm.
"What do you want to say, you can start."
Jiang Yuhe glanced over her face, took out two gadgets, and threw them on the table indifferently.
"I don't take this away, are you going to stay to remind me how I was cheated by you?"
Wen Yu lowered her eyes, her body stiffened for a second.
It's the pair of cufflinks.
Now lying quietly on the table, it seems to have become worthless garbage, without any attractive luster.
Wen Yu knew that with Jiang Yuhe's ability, he must have recollected the significance of the purchase of the pair of cufflinks in the first place.
Not really.
It doesn't mean that anymore.
Wen Yu still remembered the solemn and pious sense of fate in Jiang Yuhe's heart when she brought the pair of cufflinks to her body.
It was clearly what was destined for him.
Otherwise, why is there a J in his name so coincidentally.
Wen Yu suddenly pushed back stubbornly: "I will not take back what I send out."
"Did you give it to me?"
Wen Yu looked at him with certainty: "Yes."
Suddenly, Jiang Yuhe smiled.
"In what capacity did you send me?"
"..."
Wen Yu just froze for three seconds and then weakened, not knowing how to answer.
Sitting facing each other, this sneer suddenly brought Wen Yumeng back to the night of Valentine's Day—
They sat facing each other like this, with two glasses of red wine placed in front of each other.
Wen Yu didn't know if she was in a daze, suddenly there seemed to be a voice in her ear saying: "The teacher gave you a chance to retake the exam, grasp it!"
Also retake the exam.
Go crazy.
Wen Yu shook her head, and immediately drank some red wine to try to calm herself down.
The moment she lowered her eyes, she saw the light refracted from the little ruby on her neck from the cup, paused, and thought of the answer—
"I will give you cufflinks in whatever capacity you give me the necklace."
Jiang Yuhe: "..."
This mouth is especially good at talking, and now it knows that it has played a trick of kicking the ball with itself.
"Wen Yu." Jiang Yuhe looked at her lightly, "Do you think you are smart?"
This man has been calling his full name indifferently since the car overturned.
Wen Yu, Wen Yu.
Obviously they used to call themselves Yuyu.
Men are ruthless animals.
Thinking of the woman she saw at night, Wen Yu inexplicably stopped her words in a blunt and sour way, "Not as smart as you."
After a few seconds of silence, Jiang Yuhe suddenly lost his patience.
He didn't know why he came here, he was the one who was cheated, but she was the one who ran away in the end, but he was the one who surrendered first.
"So you think I should cooperate with you, be a little more stupid, and let you continue to lie and play?"
"I haven't." Wen Yu quickly answered these three words.
She raised her head, looked at Jiang Yuhe opposite, and wanted to say something several times, but she didn't seem to know how to speak when the words came to her lips.
After struggling like this for a long time, Wen Yu finally gave up the self-esteem and face she was trying to maintain.
"I wanted to confess this to you on Valentine's Day, but who knew you would have found out in advance."
Mustering up the courage to say the first sentence, those grievances accumulated in the bottom of my heart poured out bit by bit.
"I have been mentally prepared for so long, and I have rehearsed it hundreds of times at home. I was afraid that you would not forgive me. I deliberately chose Valentine's Day. I even bought you a gift, wore a beautiful dress, and sprayed a good-smelling spray. perfume."
"I wanted to surrender to you, but you didn't give me this chance."
All kinds of emotions don't need to be brewed, probably settled in my heart for a month, and finally collapsed and exploded at this moment.
Wen Yu's eyes were flushed, tears were in her eyes, but she still stubbornly refused to shed them, "So why are you so smart, why don't you let me speak first."
Jiang Yuhe stared at Wen Yu's tears, paused, and looked away from the window.
He didn't want to look at this face, this face that had deceived him so many times with tears.
But forcing yourself not to look at it does not bring you peace.
Every time she sobbed, her heart twisted accordingly.
"Do you have to forgive me if you confess?" He said forcefully.
"There are lenient confessions in the law. If I take the initiative to confess, will you drive me away overnight, will you let me get in the rain, and will you let me have a high fever and pneumonia and sleep at home for a week?"
Speaking of this, Wen Yu felt extremely wronged, that week she poked more needles on the back of her hand than she had combined since she was a child.
"..."
Jiang Yuhe frowned, and wanted to ask about his illness, but after thinking about it, it is normal to have a high fever after being exposed to such heavy rain.
It's just that he was too angry at that time, his emotions were controlled, and he ignored this possibility.
After being quiet for a while, Jiang Yuhe softened his tone: "Then it's all right now?"
"No." Wen Yu sniffed, "Now sometimes I still cough when it's cold."
As she was talking, Wen Yu really coughed, so loudly that she almost showed her lungs.
Jiang Yuhe: "..."
He watched her perform seriously indifferently, but in the end he had no choice but to look away and suppress the smile on his lips.
Finally, the familiar taste finally came.
After Wen Yu indulged herself and spoke the truth just now, when she heard that Jiang Yuhe was willing to care about her, she suddenly felt that the deadlock between them was not so irreversible.
He didn't delete his WeChat.
He came home to find himself.
He still cares about whether he is okay now.
Of course it must not.
I am vulnerable.
Are all the signs indicating that he still has a chance
Wen Yu's courage suddenly doubled.
She still kept sobbing, remembering the phrase "re-examination", took another sip of wine to strengthen her courage, and completely began to cry and surrender:
"I admit that I lied to you, but you stand on my side. That day when I came to Beijing, I first saw Shen Mingjia cheating on me, and then I learned that my family was bankrupt. I lost my soul in this city where I was not familiar with The same wandering on the street, but was hit by your car."
"Can you find another one as miserable as me?"
"I don't have amnesia, but if it was you, a golden finger that can help you fight back suddenly appeared when you were so collapsed, wouldn't you be moved?"
Before Jiang Yuhe could speak, Wen Yu said aggrievedly:
"Besides, you're so handsome."
Jiang Yuhe: "..."
What I wanted to say was immediately suppressed by this sentence.
Yes, I also learned the technique of beating and giving a candy.
Jiang Yuhe still didn't speak, but took out a piece of paper and handed it to Wen Yu.
While Wen Yu was crying, she took the time to say thank you, and then continued without stopping—
"I was really stunned at that time, and my mind was full of the words that the scumbag mocked me. I admit that I am not as calm as you. I am a brainless woman, vulgar, and childish. At that time, I just wanted to let He exploded in place."
"I was wrong, and I have told you many times that I am sorry. But in fact, I have never used you except as your sister."
"Not only no." Wen Yu whimpered and complained, "The first time I tore him up, you even helped him with public relations."
Followed by another self-affirmation——
"But am I angry? I'm not. I gave you a massage and beat your shoulder that day."
Jiang Yuhe: "..."
You are so kind.
"I posted the Weibo myself."
"Squat him, I designed it myself."
"Have you used your resources throughout the process?"
"I didn't let you show up once, woo woo woo."
"What bad thoughts can I have?"
"I just want to be your sister happily."
Jiang Yuhe: "..."
It also makes more sense.
Wen Yu burst into tears. Although there were some exaggerations, the energy that had been suppressed for a month was not all due to acting.
"I can obviously leave, and you don't know anything when I leave, but I'm back because I want to confess to you."
"By the way, take a video of me for him."
Wen Yu hummed, then sat up straight and shook her head when she realized the reaction:
"Absolutely nothing."
"You didn't shoot?" Jiang Yuhe didn't believe it.
"It was taken." Wen Yu raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and said aggrievedly: "But I never exposed you at all. I admit that I secretly took pictures of your desk to make Shen Mingjia believe me. I took advantage of your desk. If you If you think it is necessary, I will personally go to your table to say sorry to you another day."
"..."
Jiang Yuhe was temporarily distracted by what she said.
There is nothing wrong with her as the co-author, but he still blamed her by mistake and hurt their brother-sister relationship.
Just fucking speechless.
Jiang Yuhe couldn't stand Wen Yu's crying, just now he said he didn't feel it when he was crying, but now he groaned twice, panting from time to time.
Make and flatter.
Hearing that he couldn't find a place to settle down, his heart itched.
He looked at her, "just say it, don't cry."
Wen Yu was not sure whether Jiang Yuhe's remark made a concession or not.
I haven't gotten along with him for a month, and I'm a little unfamiliar with his temper.
But at this time, there is no other way for Wen Yu, the success or failure is tonight, although I am late for the routine on Valentine's Day, but now that I have taken the first step, I have to go through the whole process biting the bullet .
Wen Yu gritted her teeth and stood up suddenly.
Jiang Yuhe:
Walking in front of Jiang Yuhe, Wen Yu became ruthless, and sat on his lap, looking like a broken can, a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.
Blinking her wet eyelashes, she coquettishly and aggrievedly said two words: "Just cry."
Jiang Yuhe: "..."
"If you don't forgive me, I'm going to cry." By the way, he threatened fiercely: "I can cry for two hours."
Just ask if you are afraid.
The natural bath fragrance on the woman's body was infiltrated into her breath, but Jiang Yuhe's expression darkened inexplicably, and her voice was also cold.
"Do you like sitting on men very much?"
Wen Yu was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect him to react like this.
It's changed, it's changed, this man is not as easy to coax as before.
Wen Yu lowered her eyes, feeling that she might indeed be too coquettish, she paused, and planned to get up honestly.
But at the moment when her legs were about to stand up, a hand suddenly circled her from behind and pulled her back to sit down.
"You still think that with my Jiang Yuhe's legs, you can sit and walk if you want."
Wen Yu: "..."
There was coldness in his words, but his hands were hot.
Densely set a fire around Wen Yu's waist.
Wen Yu's waist was very sensitive, so she dodged a few times uncomfortably, but was pulled back even tighter: "I'm asking you something."
This action made the two almost stick together, Wen Yu was startled, and reached out her hand to Jiang Yuhe's chest.
This subconscious action made Jiang Yuhe laugh,
"What, are you afraid?"
Indeed, Wen Yu's heart beat a little fast at the moment.
But it is not afraid.
She seemed to have never looked at Jiang Yuhe so closely before, staring at him, those eyes were dark and thick, and the coldness was unbearable.
But I don't know why, maybe because the wind is too moving tonight, Wen Yu always has an illusion that she can see the tenderness hidden in the deepest from this man's indifferent and restrained eyes.
The conversation stopped there, and the air seemed to stop flowing at this moment.
The eyes of the two have never been so close to each other.
A window was opened in the living room, from time to time a slightly warm wind would blow in gently, blowing Wen Yu's long hair, passing over the back of the man's hand, constantly amplifying the soft touch between his hands.
The temperature is rising quietly, and the breath has long been unknowingly intertwined.
Wen Yu could feel that the way Jiang Yuhe looked at him began to change.
There may be desires, but more of them are helpless concessions after the impact of conflicts.
It was the kind of compromise that Wen Yu was familiar with.
With a sore nose, she couldn't hold back and said softly:
"I was wrong, please forgive me."
After a pause, he said after a long absence, "Brother."
"..."
After a long time, Jiang Yuhe let go.
"Go down." With a hoarse voice, he looked away, and finally realized that his inner preference for Wen Yu was already her biggest trump card.
One brother is enough.
There was nothing he could do.
Distraught, Jiang Yuhe casually picked up a bottle of water on the table, and only after drinking half of it did he realize that Wen Yu was staring at him blankly.
"Look at what."
With tears still hanging on her face, Wen Yu swallowed: "...it's nothing."
That bottle of water was just what she drank in the morning.
Her wet tears were all over her body, and the smell seemed to be attached to the skin, slowly seeping into the texture, making people uneasy.
Jiang Yuhe pressed his browbones, and he didn't know why he came here to suffer such a blow.
He stood up and walked to the window, turned his back to Wen Yu and began to unbutton his shirt one by one.
Wen Yu stood aside and looked dumbfounded, "You, what are you doing..."
"Bring me my shirt."
Wen Yu felt guilty, "What shirt, I don't understand."
Jiang Yuhe turned his head back, "Do you think I won't know about taking a piece of clothing from my room?"
"..."
Wen Yu only glanced at his tight waistline before lowering her eyes, knowing that she couldn't hide anything from him, she mumbled to the bedroom and took out the black shirt.
When it was handed over to Jiang Yuhe, in order to prevent him from thinking of himself as a clothes thief with some special hobbies, he forcibly explained:
"I, I happened to be short of a pajamas that day, so I just took one from you."
When he said this, Jiang Yuhe had already half-buttoned the clean shirt.
He didn't seem to care what Wen Yu was doing with the clothes. After putting them on, he turned around and looked at the room, and asked, "Where should I sleep?"
Wen Yu was dumbfounded by the question, and said blankly: "This seems to be my home."
"You can sleep in my house, but I can't in your house?"
"..."
This wave of logic is perfect.
Wen Yu opened her mouth: "Yes, of course."
Wen Yu's single apartment has two rooms in total, one for herself and one for the guest bedroom.
After all, with the crime of cheating on eating, drinking and sleeping for three months, now Wen Yu has no reason to refuse Jiang Yuhe's request.
She pointed to the guest bedroom: "Is it okay here? You can take a shower in it, there are clean towels, and there are—"
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yuhe walked over and closed the door: "Don't come in."
Wen Yu: "..."
Still so confident.
Why would I want to enter your room.
Wen Yu went back to the living room to clean up the table, but suddenly stopped when she received the mineral water bottle.
He thought of the way the man's Adam's apple rolled when he drank water, and the way he hugged his waist just now.
His cheeks were flushed instantly, and he felt hot for a while.
So Wen Yu didn't know whether he passed the re-examination today or not.
She glanced at the door of the guest bedroom, and sneakily hid the bottle that was going to be thrown into the trash can like a thief.
After tidying up the living room, Wen Yu also went back to her bedroom, took off her makeup, and took a shower.
She used to wear Jiang Yuhe's shirt to sleep, but now that the clothes have been taken away by him, Wen Yu had no choice but to take a piece of her own pajamas and change into it.
Turn off the lights and go to sleep.
But I don't know if everything that happened today was too magical, or because this man was sleeping next to her, Wen Yu tossed and turned, and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.
Tomorrow, there is a copyright auction meeting to attend, and she doesn't want to attend with a pair of dark circles under her eyes.
After thinking for a long time, Wen Yu felt that it should be a problem with pajamas.
This month, she slept in Jiang Yuhe's shirt almost every day, even after washing it, she would dry it immediately, and felt that being wrapped in that spacious and textured clothes gave her a sense of security.
But now I put on my own silk pajamas, but I can't get used to it.
Wen Yu put on an eye mask and even lit some aromatherapy. After trying all kinds of methods until one o'clock in the night, she got up helplessly.
Gently walked to the door of the guest bedroom, hesitated for a long time before knocking on the door: "Brother?"
No response.
Wen Yu struggled for a few seconds, but decided to bite the bullet and disturb Jiang Yuhe.
She unscrewed the door and went in—
This month, in every sense, Jiang Yuhe's life was not easy.
In the spring of the new year, the company's projects piled up like a mountain. He had things hidden in his heart, so he could only concentrate on his work, making himself so busy that he had no time to think about things related to Wen Yu.
Fortunately, Wen Yu's pretentious confession tonight made him relax a lot.
At least she knew that Wen Yu cared about her own feelings.
At the restaurant that night, Liu Zhengming drove Moutai. He drank a few glasses of white wine, and the stamina was too strong. He just wanted to sleep well at Wen Yu's place.
The bed was very soft, and the feeling of alcohol rushed to his head at this moment. It didn't take long for Jiang Yuhe to fall asleep, but after an unknown amount of time, a voice suddenly called to himself:
"elder brother."
"… elder brother."
Jiang Yuhe's consciousness was awakened a little bit, but it was still vague.
"Well, I washed and dried your shirt for you, can you change it?"
Jiang Yuhe was already 70% awake at this time, and slightly raised his eyelids, only to see a figure standing in front of the bed in the darkness, holding a piece of clothing in his hand.
Jiang Yuhe felt that this woman must be playing with him.
"Why change it now." He closed his eyes, his voice was a little hoarse, and he sounded calm.
But also kind of inexplicably sexy.
Wen Yu swallowed cautiously, "It's because I'm used to wearing your shirt to sleep, and now I can't sleep without wearing it. I'm not used to it, and I feel very insecure."
There was a few seconds of silence in the dimly lit bedroom.
After a while, Jiang Yuhe seemed to sigh softly.
"Are you going to do it in the middle of the night?"
"..."
Wen Yu immediately dismissed her thoughts, "I'm sorry."
Turning around and about to leave, a hand behind her suddenly grabbed her, she leaned back, and her eyes flickered—
He was already lying in Jiang Yuhe's arms.
"Is this safe enough?"
"Give me some sleep and shut up."
Wen Yu: "..."