Mr. Perfect And Miss Almost

Grandpa Zhang left suddenly.

Rao was mentally prepared after I went there that day. Yun Shu received a call from Zhang Sinian and asked her to change into plain clothes. When someone came to pick her up later, Yun Shu still accidentally knocked over the cup in his hand.

Even if he recalled it afterwards, Yun Shu still felt like he was empty.

Zhang Sinian's parents are teaching abroad, and the plane tickets for coming back next week have been booked, but they didn't even see the last time of the old man. Changed the ticket in a hurry and came back before the burial.

The funeral was hosted by Zhang Si-nian. The old man was very old, had both good and longevity, and died of normal aging. According to the old saying, it was funeral and a lively drink. But before Grandpa Zhang passed away, he ordered everything to be simple.

The faculty and staff dormitory is small, and the funeral is finally set in the funeral home. The mourning hall is covered with white chrysanthemums, and people come and go, mixed with mourning and crying. On both sides are white wreaths from students and teachers, arranged tightly, as many as two rows.

She depressed and cried several times, and now she still feels that her eyes are hot, probably crying swollen.

Zhang Sinian's face was pale, and Yun Shu only saw Zhang Sinian wiping tears from the corners of his eyes when Zhang Sinian put on the old man's shroud. At other times, his face was cold.

Wearing a filial attire, with a twine tied around his waist, Yun Shu stood at the door of the mourning hall and presented a chrysanthemum to those who came to express condolences.

Zhang Sinian walked out in a hurry and stood beside her to greet the old friend who was about to mourn.

He was wearing a black suit with a strand of hemp in his buttons and eyes, his back was straight, his mouth was pursed, his face was pale, and his eyes were slightly red.

Yun Shu gently shook his hand.

The sun was scorching outside, and the air conditioner in the funeral parlor was icy cold, even with Zhang Sinian's fingertips.

She shook her other hand, both soft and small, wrapping Zhang Sinian's palm.

Zhang Sinian looked down at her. Yun Shu was warming his hands with a focused expression. She did not know where she got the black wig. The long black hair stuck to the side of her cheeks, making her face paler. Wearing a little bit of red, it should have been crying, cute and pitiful.

His expression loosened for a moment. With a light sigh, he hugged Yun Shu into his arms, and the tip of her nose lingered around the girl's body as if there was a seemingly sweet fragrance, and then quickly let go. Revert to a straight back, calm and self-sufficient appearance.

After that, a large group of people came to the door, the president and professor of T University where Grandpa Zhang worked. Zhang Sinian greeted a group of people politely and introduced them into the mourning hall.

It was late at night that Zhang's father and Zhang's mother arrived, and the guests left, and Zhang Sinian stayed in the mourning hall alone. The two greeted her in a hurry and went straight to the mourning hall.

After stopping the spirit for three days, Zhang Sinian watched for three nights, with bloodshot eyes. The day of the burial coincided with the landing of the typhoon in City S, with squally showers along the way.

As the eldest grandson, Zhang Sinian walked in the forefront holding the spiritual position, his back was straight, his expression was serious, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

It wasn't until the funeral was over that she had a few words with Zhang's parents, whom she had never met.

Zhang Sinian's profile is like his father, and his facial features are more like his mother. The husband and wife are both bookish scholars.

Zhang Sinian returned to the house and changed his soaked clothes. Yun Shu sat with them in the living room. This was the scene when she met for the first time. After she poured tea for the two of them, she was a little embarrassed about what to say.

"You are Xiao Shu," Zhang Mu spoke first, breaking the silence.

"Um."

"Sinian told us about you and Sinian. I really trouble you to coax the old man for so long."

Yun Shu opened his mouth and hesitated for a while: "No...no trouble, Grandpa Zhang is very nice."

Zhang Mu patted her hand: "Sure enough, as Sinian said, he is a kind child. How can Sinian kid really get a marriage certificate in order to coax the old man. Although you agree, the matter is still in the final analysis. You have suffered. After the divorce, our family will definitely compensate you."

Zhang Sinian got dressed and came out from upstairs, just in time to hear the two talking: "Mom... don't worry, I will take care of it myself."

Zhang Mu: "You always make your own decisions. Your dad and I won't say much."

When Yun Shu heard the word "divorce", his hand holding the teacup shook.

Hearing Zhang Sinian's inexplicable reply, it was even more incomprehensible.

Zhang's father and Zhang's mother have their own houses in the city. After chatting with them for a while, they left.

Yun Shu followed Zhang Sinian away and sat on the sofa with blank eyes.

She has been saddened by Grandpa Zhang’s trend these days, and she has been busy at the funeral, almost forgot one thing:

-Grandpa Zhang is gone, will this marriage that started to deceive the elderly come to an end?

Before she could speak her full likes, the sultry plan became stupid and attractive every time, and the two would be separated before they were implemented properly.

Yun Shu unconsciously pulled his fingers around, his expression tangled.

Zhang Sinian's inadvertent teasing and considerate care made her somewhat unclear whether he really had a good impression of her, but he just didn't care about any male or female emotional color.

Zhang Sinian closed the door, saw her sitting on the sofa, rubbed her hair smoothly: "Go to bed early, you have worked hard these days."

Yun Shu looked up at him. After three days, he seemed to really relax at this moment, his brows full of fatigue.

"You are the one who worked hard..."

He had been in the wind and rain for almost a long time. Yun Shu thought of the **** tea Zhang Sinian made for her when he was ill, and asked, "Would you like to drink some **** tea to get rid of the cold."

Zhang Sinian's expression was not good: "I don't want to toss about it anymore."

"You rest, I'll do it."

Zhang Sinian squeezed the bridge of his nose: "You still don't use the knife..."

Yun Shu still has some knowledge of his poor cooking skills: "The kind of brewing without using a knife."

Zhang Sinian nodded tiredly, and then watched Yun Shu's short legs patter, and took down from upstairs a bag of brown sugar **** tea that girls must have when they come to relatives.

The hot water washed the **** tea away, Yun Shu stirred it with a small spoon and handed it to Zhang Sinian.

He has never liked sweets, and under Yun Shu's expectant gaze, he drank this cup of brown sugar **** tea one bite at a time.

After drinking, I poured a glass of water to dilute the sweetness in my mouth: "Thank you."

Yun Shu stared at Zhang Sinian's tired eyes, hesitated for a few seconds, tilted his head, smiled and said softly, "Taking care of Mr. Zhang is also part of my job."

She wanted to follow Zhang Sinian's sentence pattern and put on a sentence. But she couldn't be sultry enough, and her face was thin. She blushed and bowed her head just after she finished speaking and didn't dare to watch Zhang Sinian's reaction.

Zhang Sinian didn't expect that she would come such a sentence suddenly, looking at her drooping cheeks, and chuckling—Is Yun Shu teasing him?

He was exhausted physically and mentally today, and Yun Shu's sultry behavior with poor skills made him feel relaxed.

But at this moment, he really didn't have any thoughts of turning back. He just reached out and touched her head: "Go back to bed earlier."

Zhang Sinian's reaction was really flat. Yun Shu looked at his back upstairs and felt cold: "Is this a bad mood or a prelude to divorce?!"

Thinking day by day, dreaming by night.

Yun Shu returned to the room and dreamed Zhang Sinian's dream of signing a divorce agreement with her with a cold expression on Zhang Sinian's lips.

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Rao is Zhang Sinian with a strong mentality, but it takes a certain amount of time to get out of the death of his relatives.

Zhang Sinian looked as usual, but living under the same roof, Yun Shu could still feel that he was in a bad mood, and often stared at the family portrait placed on the shelf for a long time.

Zhang Sinian didn't mention a word about the divorce she had been worried about. Yun Shu guessed that it might be because he was in a bad mood recently and couldn't take care of it.

She was very entangled because of this, not only hoped that Zhang Sinian would be in a better mood, but was also afraid that he would slow down and proceed to deal with the divorce with her.

She did not hold a trace of expectation, and felt that Zhang Sinian was also in love with her. But every time I think about the age gap and personality differences between the two, I lack confidence.

She was thinking about this almost all in her head. Li Wei and Lin Chuchu asked her to come out to talk about work, both in a trance. For this, Li Wei knocked on her forehead countless times with a desk notebook.

In the end, I couldn't help it. After discussing the company's affairs, with the risk of carrying Li Wei's cynicism in front of him, he said all his inner entanglement.

After listening to her. As expected, Li Wei sneered.

"You might as well confess directly. If he is interested in you, everyone will be happy. If he doesn't care about you, the marriage will inevitably leave. You confess only a few days in advance, and it will save you from thinking about it every day."

After speaking, Yun Shu cursed inwardly, stupid. I usually look sensitive, but when I am emotionally slow to this point.

Lin Chuchu also nodded in agreement with Li Wei's suggestion.

Li Wei took her mobile phone out of her bag and threw it in front of her.

"If you don't dare to speak in person, just send a text message and tell him,'Zhang Sinian, I have liked you for a long time. I want to be with you forever and never get divorced.' This way."

Yun Shu listened to him, unlocked the phone lock, clicked into the text message interface, before typing a word, he started to stall, his fingertips trembled slightly.

The fingertips were hanging in the air for another minute, but he didn't type a word in a daze.

"I...I still don't dare." Yun Shu lay down on the table in frustration.

Li Wei hates that iron can't make steel: "You're just so promising!"

After speaking, he slammed Yun Shu's forehead viciously, packed her things, and left her behind, pulling Lin Chuchu to the company to handle the soundtrack of the show.

Yun Shu was full of thoughts and took the subway back. On the road, I was upset to scan the circle of friends. As soon as he entered the circle of friends, he saw Gu Xiaofa's pulling a group of college students, ready to go to Yunnan to teach.

Yun Shu suddenly remembered the kid he had funded that he hadn't cared about for a while. Prepare to chat with Gu Xiao privately, and ask Gu Xiao to bring some books and school supplies to the little girl.

[Yun Shu: Yes? If you go, help me send some school supplies to the student I sponsored. I will transfer the money to you. 】

[Gu Xiao: You might as well go directly. It's fine for summer vacation, just to relax. 】

Gu Xiao's funding for teaching support is always insufficient. The three sentences in daily chat can not be separated from lobbying friends to support students and support teaching.

[Gu Xiao: Our plane in the afternoon, you come here just in time to catch it. And the environment is better, the blue sky and white clouds, the fresh air, and the snow-capped mountains. After a round, all the troubles are gone. 】

Yun Shu's heart was shaken a little bit-even if the probability of being rejected in her inner guess was relatively high, she still wanted to confess her heart and give a clear account of her feelings. I didn't dare to send that text message, but I was afraid that Zhang Sinian would be embarrassed after being rejected.

If you go out on the grounds of supporting education... Is this just enough to avoid this embarrassing situation?

After the teacher came back for a month, all the sadness and embarrassment should be relieved, and then she should be able to calm down and deal with the divorce with Zhang Sinian.

Gu Xiao's words of persuasion continued on the phone screen.

Yun Shu immersed himself in chatting with Gu Xiao, only to realize that he had taken one stop after hearing the subway station announcement.

Look up at the subway map. The terminal station of Line 10 happens to be Terminal 2 of S City Airport.

Yun Shu sighed lightly—I've already taken a seat, so it's better to go to the airport, maybe it's God's will.

Yun Shu hesitated for a few seconds and replied.

[Yun Shu: Which flight, I will book a ticket now. 】

After that, until he bought the plane ticket and sat in the waiting area, Yun Shu was editing the text message to Zhang Sinian.

A text message is deleted, deleted and modified:

"Mr. Zhang, I know that after Grandpa Zhang passed away, our marriage that started to coax the elderly has no meaning to survive. But before the formal divorce procedure, I still want to express my heart and fight for it.

In the three months of getting along with you, I gradually developed a feeling of admiration for you. I hope this marriage can continue. If you find it inappropriate, I will go through the divorce procedures with you after I come back from the Yunnan teaching supporter. "

"Xiao Shu! Hurry up! Boarding." Gu Xiao yelled at the boarding gate, interrupting Yun Shu's contemplation.

Yun Shu almost closed his eyes and pressed the send button with trembling fingertips.

After boarding the plane, before the flight attendant prompted to turn off the phone, she glanced at it, and Zhang Sinian did not reply. After that, he turned off the phone like evasive.