The air conditioner in the bedroom broke down. Xie Zhiwu slept until midnight and woke up sticky.
I rushed to the living room downstairs and turned on the air conditioner for half an hour before I felt a little more comfortable. When I lay down again, the heat continued to hit, and I had to run downstairs to blow the cold wind again.
After repeating it several times, Xie Zhiwu finally couldn't stand it. She took a so-so, cold shower, put on her clothes and went out.
The whole community is very quiet at this time, and the warm wind of summer night is blowing slowly.
She is going to the hospital to see the song.
It has been two days, and the song is still in the hospital. In fact, she has nothing to do, but Mo Jingshun has been using the guise of a doctor to observe the properties of the medicine and insists on keeping people in the hospital.
Xie Zhiwu felt that he didn't know how to face the song alone.
The hospital was not too far away from home, and she didn't feel embarrassed to trouble the driver in the middle of the night, and it took more than half an hour to arrive.
Surprisingly, there was no shadow of Mo Jingshun in front of Zhige's bed.
Xie Zhiwu walked to Zhige on tiptoe, and quietly dragged a chair to sit down.
In just a few days, Zhisong’s face became visibly haggard. Until now, no one knows what happened in the twenty minutes she was alone, but the palm prints on her cheeks that have not been erased yet make people look at them. My heart hurts.
She stretched out her hand and touched Zhige's face lightly.
Zhi Song didn't sleep very well, and she reacted almost at the same time when her fingers touched her skin. Xie Zhiwu hurriedly retracted her hand, pursing her mouth and muttering a few words, turned over, and fell asleep again.
She sighed silently, got up and pulled on the quilt.
A sudden gust of wind blew the open window and made a noise. Xie Zhiwu walked to the window and was about to close it. Yu Guang glanced inadvertently, but caught a glimpse of Mo Jingshun smoking on the bench in the middle of the lawn downstairs.
He was there alone, like a child abandoned by the whole world.
In the end, Xie Zhiwu could only sigh again.
"You actually threw the song there and came to smoke by yourself?"
Only when Mo Jingshun lit the second cigarette, a cold voice came from above his head. He subconsciously raised his head and saw Xie Zhiwu was two steps away, staring at him with wide eyes.
He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. Thinking that she didn't like the smell of cigarettes, he quickly snuffed out the cigarette butts.
"... Why are you here at this time?"
Xie Zhiwu groaned and sat beside him, "I will come whenever I want, can you control it?!"
In the tone of her words, there was a hint of anger and domineering that disappeared. The discerning person knew that Miss Xie Er's revenge was coming with a premeditated attack.
"Are you angry?" Mo Jingshun couldn't laugh or cry. "I apologized to you, why are you so stingy."
"I'm stingy?" Xie Zhiwu glared, "You said two words to me from beginning to end,'thank you'. It's'thank you'! Your elementary school teacher didn't teach you, should you say anything to apologize?!"
Mo Jingshun curled his lips, "It's not all the same."
"It's the same wool! Don't tell others that you and I came from a primary school when you go out. I feel embarrassed."
Xie Zhiwu snorted, "Furthermore, you also threw the song in the room by yourself, so you have no sense of responsibility at all."
"I said hello." Mo Jingshun mumbled dissatisfiedly, "I have shown your pictures to the security guards and nurses. People they haven't seen before are not allowed to enter the room."
"Then dare to love me, I still have to praise your thoughtfulness? Should I thank you for allowing me to visit the song without thinking about it?"
Mo Jingshun was completely helpless, "Xie Zhiwu, you always have to be bothered and unforgiving."
"It's better than some people who are unreasonable and unforgiving."
Xie Zhiwu admits that she has a small heart, and that she is awkward and loves to hold hatred. But seeing Mo Jingshun's decadent appearance these past few days, her aura had already disappeared somehow.
Thinking about it, she asked again, "What are you going to do? How long do you want Zhige to stay here?"
Mo Jingshun lowered his head when he heard the words, "Take her home tomorrow. She always makes trouble with me these days."
Xie Zhiwu rolled her eyes. The night was too dark, and Mo Jingshun might not be able to see it either. "Zhi Song always hates hospitals. She will stay there if she is okay. It would be polite not to bite you."
"Why do you follow her to..." Mo Jingshun frowned, "Well, rabbits can bite people when they are anxious."
As he said, he began to sigh again, "Actually, you are right. I am all to blame for this. I know that she is timid and can't live without people, so I leave her alone. I shouldn't let her leave."
Xie Zhiwu was surprised, "It's all rushed out, don't tell me that you don't sleep at night because of this."
Mo Jingshun said indifferently, "Anyway, I'm thinking about it. Even if I do something wrong this time, you don't want to take the song away. I've already told my parents and I will wait for the song's birthday in a few days. Once it's over, we will start preparing for the wedding."
Rob, what did I do with you? Xie Zhiwu looked at Mo Jingshun with a serious look amused, "Are you serious? Are you really going to get married so early?"
Mo Jingshun nodded his head seriously, "The song of the song has reached its age, anyway, it will end sooner or later, so it's better to be a little earlier. I can feel at ease by guarding her all the time."
In the matter of getting married, Mo Jingshun is rarely seen to act vigorously and resolutely, with a posture of saying that the wind is rain.
Although city G is civilized and known as a small gambling city, it is actually a city with a rich historical and cultural heritage. Generally, people get married with a full set of three media and six hires. No one is less than a year and a half. Wedding.
But when they arrived at Xie Mo's house, Mo Yan Xie Tian waved his hand, and the matchmaker of Rao Shizi's betrothal did not make trouble, and directly set the wedding date in the autumn of the year.
It's just the song of Xie for the bride-to-be, who recently seems to have suffered from premarital phobia.
What she is best at now is standing in front of a mirror, wearing a custom-made wedding dress with a market price of more than one million, and picking at the mirror. For a while I feel that my waist is thick, and for a while I feel that the wedding dress has shrunk.
The designer's assistant Nei Niu was full of faces, "Miss Xie, after you tried this wedding dress yesterday, you put it away, and you haven't touched water..."
Xie Zhige still pursed his mouth and looked dissatisfied, so Xie Zhiwu motioned his assistant to step aside for the time being.
"Sister, look, should we go and chat with Miss Fan in the afternoon?" Xie Zhiwu leaned forward to please. The bride with premarital phobia was the most terrifying.
"You fooled me again!" Xie Zhige was really angry when she heard it, "That Miss Fan was introduced to you by You Qi, she is a doctor, a psychologist! I am not sick again..."
Premarital phobia is also a disease and can be cured.
Xie Zhiwu sighed, "Actually, what are you afraid of? You don't know how much Mo Jingshun loves you."
31 novel app download address Xie Zhige dragged a long wedding dress irritably, and sat on the sofa, "I don’t know, no, I know he loves me very much, but I don’t know which one he loves. I."
As she said, she looked at Xie Zhiwu with embarrassment, "Awu, in fact, I think you should know. I... I'm stupid, but it doesn't mean that I really don't have a brain. I like Jing first. Shun’s, so for so many years, I have been doing what he likes. He likes me to wear a white dress, so I wear a white dress. In fact, I prefer pink. He likes me obediently. Just be obedient, even if he really loses his temper sometimes, he will wonder if he will think I am wayward, and never want me again..."
"It has always been like this. I have always been playing the person he likes. But now I am getting more and more scared. If one day after we get married, he realizes that I am not what he imagined, then I what to do?"
Xie Zhiwu was speechless, looking at her tearful sister, wiped her forehead quite hesitantly, "Do you think... Jingshun is stupid than you?"
"... Of course not." Xie Zhiwu replied hesitantly.
"That's not enough. Do you think he can't see your tricks? Believe me, he wants to marry you because he really loves you."
"He doesn't like him..."
"That person in my imagination?" Xie Zhiwu couldn't laugh or cry. "Why don't you just pull a good girl in a white dress from the street and see if Mo Jingshun will marry her?"
At the end of October, the wedding of Xie Zhige and Mo Jingshun was held as scheduled.
During the preparations for the wedding, Mo Jingyao became very busy. He almost never faked his hands during the wedding, but was not free when trying on the dress a few times, and finally pushed down the best man's seat.
The best man is Su Zhe. Xie Zhiwu didn't know when his relationship with Mo Jingshun changed so well.
Mo Jingshun, at the price of free eating, drinking, playing and being a cow and a horse for life, begged Xie Zhiwu to steal the painting book that Song of Song usually smeared and smeared, and gave her an unforgettable dream according to her childhood dreams. Romantic wedding.
The location of the wedding was a private island in the Pacific under Mohs.
Xie Zhiwu and Mo Jingyao arrived three days in advance, so that the following Song and Jingshun could complete the most important thing in life with peace of mind.
She thought everything would be like when they got engaged, but Mo Jingyao, who became more and more silent, made her understand that all this was just her wishful thinking.
The guests attending the ceremony also came one after another. When many young girls first saw the wedding scene, they almost screamed in unanimous envy.
If you want to be more than a head, you can only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals.
On the day of the ceremony, the sky began to clear after three consecutive days of light rain. Zhige smiled beautifully, and Mo Jingyao's face was always the same. The wine glass in his hand was empty and full, full and empty, and the hot tequila was poured one by one.
In the end, the wedding was not over, he had rubbed his temple and fell to one side.
Xie Zhiwu thought and thought, finally couldn't help approaching him, and asked quietly, "Are you okay?"
Mo Jingyao was already unconscious, mumbled a few words, turned around and continued to lie on his stomach.
Su Zhe happened to see this scene and volunteered to send Mo Jingyao back to the room. Xie Zhiwu looked at the song of Jingshun and who was ridiculed by the people in the distance, and said to Su Zhe, "I'll go, there needs someone to stop the wine, you should be more useful than me."
Su Zhe nodded softly when he heard the words. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)