My Groom Ran Away

In the evening, Ruan Zhiyin made soup in the kitchen.

After the death of grandfather, Liu Shu and Chen Ma declined Ruan Zhiyin's proposal to continue living in the old house, and both returned to their hometown.

After returning, the two often sent Ruan Zhiyin some local chestnut dates. In the first two days, I also sent a few wild ginseng, saying that it was for Ruan Zhiyin to replenish her body, making her dumbfounded.

Wrapped glutinous rice, red dates and shelled chestnuts into the chicken belly, Ruan Zhiyin washed the ginseng sent by Uncle Liu, poured water in the pot, added a spoonful of salt, and cooked the soup over a low heat.

Cheng Yuelin sat leisurely in the living room watching TV, raising his eyes and glancing at the kitchen from time to time.

A few minutes later, Ruan Zhiyin came out of the kitchen and saw a comedy on TV. It was the same director as the one he watched last time.

She poured two glasses of water, went to the sofa and sat down, and asked casually: "Do you like this director's movie?"

"It's okay, I've seen several famous ones."

The man took the warm water she poured and curled the corners of his lower lips faintly.

Ruan Zhiyin frowned slightly: "But how do I remember, when you were in high school, you didn't seem to like movies like "Happy Anniversary in the South City" very much."

"Happy Anniversary in the South City" is the movie that received Cheng Yuelin's "boring" comment.

That weekend, she led Qin Xiang to a movie, and when she came out she met Qian Fan who was leaving alone.

If you know that Qian Fan and Cheng Yuelin Chengri are stuck together, so that he can leave Qian Fan behind, it must be because he really feels that the film is boring and doesn't bother to watch it.

Hearing what she said, Cheng Yuelin's eyes narrowed, then he withdrew his gaze, and said lazily: "Oh, I didn't like it at that time, but now it seems okay."

I said that back then, but I didn't think she had asked Qin Yue to go to the movies with her.

As a result, he remembered the times of the two movie tickets and took Qian Fan to the cinema, only to realize that the person watching the movie with her was actually a child.

After all, the day before yesterday I still said that going to the cinema on the weekend is too boring. At the end, I felt ashamed to be seen by her, so Qian Fan had to be driven away first.

Hearing his explanation, Ruan Zhiyin didn't struggle anymore, and instead asked, "Do you know my uncle?"

Cheng Yuelin nodded lightly: "Um, right? What's the matter?"

"I'm not familiar with the government. I want to ask my uncle to come back and help me. Do you think he will agree?"

Although the Lin family has solved the same problem, Ruan Zhiyin is busy with the Beicheng project, and many facts are lacking.

She knew that Ji Yijun had worked in Ruan Thi before his father died, and that the other party now only has some private investment, which is considered free, so she thought of asking him to come back and help.

"Why, want me to give you an idea?" Cheng Yuelin looked at her sideways, with a lazy smile in his eyes.

Ruan Zhiyin nodded, and then said: "Ginseng chicken soup is stewed in the kitchen."

Knowing that he likes to drink soup, she asks for others, which can be regarded as a good choice.

Cheng Yuelin shook her head leisurely and helplessly, she really regarded herself as a foodie.

"In fact, the old man is gone, he is so idle, you show sincerity, should not refuse, Ji Yijun's only concern is that you will think more."

In detail, Ji Yijun is still a decent elder, otherwise he would not have driven Yang Xue out of Lanqiao back then.

If she can reduce the burden on others, she would need him to remind her.

Smelling the scent wafting from the kitchen, Cheng Yuelin smiled and looked at her, with a light voice: "But this chicken soup is also just right. You can take some to the company tomorrow."

After that, he glanced at her and couldn't help but reminded: "Oh, I now let Bai Bo buy a microwave oven and put it in the office."

Therefore, if you are afraid that he is hungry, you can always bring him some soup in the future.

After speaking carelessly, Cheng Yuelin hesitated slightly when he saw Ruan Zhiyin's eyebrows suddenly frowned.

After a pause, he slowly lowered his arm on the sofa, condensed his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Are you... very busy tomorrow?" she said tentatively.

Cheng Yuelin didn't answer, and said lightly: "Are you busy?"

Ruan Zhiyin shook his head lightly: "Nothing, if you are busy, you don't have to pick me up tomorrow."

Seeing her, Cheng Yuelin seemed to avoid it. He looked straight at her with an inquiring look, his thin lips moved: "Have you made an appointment for shopping?"

"No." When he finished speaking, Ruan Zhiyin saw that he still wanted to ask, he lowered his eyes and lowered his voice, "Yes... I'm going to sweep the grave."

Tomorrow is the death day of Ruan Shengwen and his wife.

Every year in Lanqiao, Ruan Zhiyin would put aside things and go to Xishan to visit his parents' grave.

I used to be with my grandfather, Lin Cheng would also pretend to pass, but now she is the only one left.

Ruan Zhiyin had an idea just now, but he quickly skipped it. It seems that she has no position to ask Cheng Yuelin to accompany herself to the grave.

Thinking of this, some frustration rose in my heart.

I suppressed my emotions, and just about to get up, the gentle voice of the man suddenly came from behind——

"Well, I see, I'll accompany you."

Ruan Zhiyin's eyes widened slightly and looked back at him.

Cheng Yuelin smiled, Jianmei Qingyang: "I just thought about it, it's the same if I keep the chicken soup when I go home."

When the words fell, she patted her head helplessly, her eyes were as deep as ink, and she slowly said: "What's going on in the future, don't hide it, understand?"

Ruan Zhiyin was startled slightly, smiled and responded, "Yeah."

——

On Thursday, the two did not go to work.

The driver came to pick them up early in the morning and drove to the cemetery.

Ruan Shengwen and his wife have passed away for more than ten years, and they were buried together in the Xishan Old Cemetery in the south of the city.

Bentley stopped at the entrance of the cemetery at the foot of the mountain. Cheng Yuelin took a few bunches of hibiscus flowers from the trunk and walked slowly up the mountain with Ruan Zhiyin.

The sun in the morning is not too strong. It had just been a drizzle yesterday, and the wind was full of mist and fresh earth.

When they reached halfway up the mountain, the two met a family of three who had brought their children to sweep the tomb, and they passed by.

Xu is too tired to walk, and the innocent child is acting like a baby with her immature face.

Seeing the backs of a few people drifting away, Ruan Zhiyin stopped silently, with a dazed expression.

After treating others a little further, she recovered, shook her head and chuckled, "I used to think that other people have parents who love them so much, so I am very envious."

She was less than four years old when she was abducted and lost. Ruan Zhiyin's impression of her parents is extremely hazy.

Just remember, there seems to be a person who looks like a mother, with a very gentle voice.

In the orphanage, in order to share the pressure of the dean, the older children must quickly learn to take care of the new siblings and mature quickly.

Until she returned to Ruan's house, she never saw her parents again, let alone acted like a baby with her parents.

Ruan Zhiyin's limited memory has never experienced the days of being held in the palm of his hand.

But she had seen the room that her parents had bought for her, and everything in it was fully attentive.

Ruan Shengwen and his wife must love her very much, so they insisted on looking for her for so many years. In order not to make her feel sad when she came back, she didn't even consider having another child.

Cheng Yuelin stared at her melancholy eyes, took her hand, chuckled and soothed: "Don't envy others, you do too."

Ruan Zhiyin was stunned, and he let out a long sigh, lowered his eyes and nodded, "Yes, I do too."

Although Ruan Shengwen and his wife are gone, Ruan Zhiyin believes that if they are still there, they will love themselves unconditionally like other parents.

Finally walked to the familiar tombstone.

The two faces in the photo are very young.

The man is gentle and upright, but he is handsome. The woman's eyebrows are smiling, her facial features are somewhat similar to Ruan Zhiyin.

Ruan Zhiyin put down the hibiscus flower in his arms, took out his handkerchief in silence, and gently wiped away the dust left on the tombstone.

Cheng Yuelin's body was long and standing jade, standing quietly beside her. I stood in silence for a while, knowing that she might have something to say, and went a little further away, leaving her space alone.

As soon as the man left, his side instantly became empty.

In fact, Ruan Zhiyin didn't have much to say. Every time he came here in the past, he simply said, "I'm having a good time, don't worry."

After thinking about what happened recently, Ruan Zhiyin confessed softly: "Dad, Mom. Grandpa passed away last month and was buried with grandma."

"The old house was vacant, I gave Liu Shu Chen's mother a sum of money so that the two of them could go back to their hometown and take care of their old age."

"The man just now is called Cheng Yuelin. It is my high school classmate, and I am now...married. Anyway, I am doing well, so you don't have to worry."

After saying this, it seems that there is nothing else to say. After a silent pause, she finally added: "Well, by next year, I should be able to... come and visit you with him."

Slowly touching the photo on the tombstone, Ruan Zhiyin finally got up and walked towards the man not far away.

Cheng Yuelin looked down at her expression, saw that she was still calm, and asked with a sigh of relief: "Done?"

"Yeah." Ruan Zhiyin nodded.

"Okay, let's go." As soon as the man's voice fell, he caught a glimpse of the bouquet in her arms, frowned, and said faintly, "Why did you take two more flowers?"

She ordered four bunches of hibiscus today. Cheng Yuelin originally thought it was for Ruan Shengwen and his wife, but only two bunches were left in front of the tombstone.

Ruan Zhiyin did not answer, but looked at him with a smile in his eyes, and shouted, "Cheng Yuelin."

"Um?"

"Let's go to another place."

——

Ten minutes later, the two made a circle around the cemetery and stood in front of the other tombstone.

They are all familiar with the name on the tombstone.

It is Cheng Yuelin's father, Cheng Fengsheng.

Strictly speaking, Father Cheng is a somewhat conceited person. He has a precise and unique vision for doing business, and he has gone smoothly since his early fortune.

Cheng Fengsheng suffered only one setback in his life, but he was directly sentenced to more than ten years in prison.

In the third year of imprisonment, he finally could not bear the fact that his family wealth was dissipated by others, and he committed suicide in prison.

These are all comments on Cheng Fengsheng by outsiders.

For Cheng Yuelin, although the relationship with his father is a bit strained, Cheng Fengsheng is still a good father who loves his son but is not good at words.

In Ruan Zhiyin's eyes, the impression of Cheng Fengsheng still remained in the scene where the other party was standing in the school office, holding her hand and saying gratitude. He was a kind elder.

She still remembered how she felt when she heard that Cheng Jin was in jail.

Glancing at the silent man beside him, Ruan Zhiyin put down the two bunches of flowers in his arms.

After a pause, she said, "I thought, I'm going to come over, and I should accompany you to see Uncle Cheng."

Cheng Yuelin never mentioned her father's matter to her, but Ruan Zhiyin knew Cheng Fengsheng's position in his heart.

These years, he should not have been easy.

Since Cheng Yuelin is willing to accompany her to visit the grave, she also wants to do something for him. At least show him that she is actually willing to...be his family.

Both of them are alone.

Seeing her leaning over to clear the weeds beside the tomb, Cheng Yuelin, who was silent for a long time, suddenly said, "Ruan Ting."

Ruan Zhiyin raised his eyes to look at him: "What's the matter?"

"Can you... give me a hug for a while."

The man's voice was low and dull.

Ruan Zhiyin was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "Yeah."

Cheng Yuelin smiled, tugged her by the arm, wrapped her in his arms, and put his chin on her neck.

The arm that fell on the waist was very strong. After a long time, Ruan Zhiyin heard the man’s dull voice——

"Ruan Qiqi, let's just make do with it, isn't it good?"

Before he could discern the strange emotions flashing in his heart, Ruan Zhiyin had already heard his own whispered answer.

"Well, it's... very good."

——

On Friday, Ruan Zhiyin did not ask the driver to change lanes to pick her up because Cheng Yuelin had a party in the evening.

When she was about to get off work, she asked Ye Yanchu to go shopping together.

The two had just finished visiting a women's clothing store, and Ye Yanchu, who was not interested, sighed depressed and confided to Ruan Zhiyin about her recent difficulties.

"Yinyin, my aunt actually wants to introduce me to a blind date, which is too scary."

Ye Yanchu's aunt worked as a teacher in the university. She was always the most keen on matching young people as a matchmaker. She also asked about Ruan Zhiyin, but she gave up after hearing that she had a marriage contract.

Looking at Ye Yanchu with a sad face, Ruan Zhiyin smiled: "If that's the case, why don't you have a relationship with yourself?"

"But... I can't talk about love." Ye Yanchu sighed again and paused, "I think I am afraid of falling in love, let alone getting married."

Ruan Zhiyin frowned slightly, rather surprised: "Why, isn't the relationship between Uncle Ye and Auntie very good?"

She always thought that only people with lack of emotion like her would be afraid to establish too close contact with others.

However, Ye Yanchu's family is very happy. Ye father and Ye mother are stronger than Jin, and their feelings are not generally harmonious.

Of course I love my only daughter very much.

"It's probably because they have a good relationship, so they are more afraid."

Ye Yanchu's voice was dull: "Yinyin, don't even mention buying a lottery ticket. Since I was young, I never even encountered a drink when I had another bottle."

"You said that a man like my dad can't find a second one with a lantern. How could I run into it? And I'm always afraid of that kind of tentative start."

"After trying, if the other party is not as good as my dad, and there is my dad as a role model, I will definitely not be able to accept it, so..."

Seeing her hesitating to speak, Ruan Zhiyin raised his eyebrows slightly: "So what?"

"So it is very likely that I will die alone."

Ye Yanchu resigned and ended the topic, only to find that the two had entered a men's clothing store.

She looked at Ruan Zhiyin suspiciously: "Why are we shopping for men's clothing?"

Ruan Zhiyin looked slightly startled when he heard the words.

Yes, why did you enter the men's clothing store.

She lowered her eyes and thought, as if it was because she felt that the coat placed at the door was suitable for Cheng Yuelin, she walked in unknowingly.

Realizing this, Ruan Zhiyin was in a daze.

Because of Zhao Bing's words, she knew that Cheng Yuelin was willing to stay with her for a reason.

If possible, Ruan Zhiyin is also willing to continue his current life, treating Cheng Yuelin as a family member.

Cheng Yuelin helped her a lot, and she also began to accept Cheng Yuelin as her family.

When this thought was formed, it seemed that there was a rope that connected the two together silently.

When cooking, he will consider that he does not like ginger.

When shopping, you will notice what suits him.

Ruan Zhiyin has not yet clarified this subtle feeling.

——

At nine o'clock in the evening, Ruan Zhiyin and Ye Yanchu finished shopping and took a taxi back to the villa.

I pressed my fingerprint to lock the door, the surrounding area was still pitch black, and the huge villa was quiet and empty.

Obviously, Cheng Yuelin has not returned yet.

After the two lived together, this was the first time Cheng Yuelin socialised until so late, and Ruan Zhiyin was not used to it for a while.

She turned on the light, put down the shopping bag in her hand, changed her shoes and walked to the sofa to sit down, not in a hurry to return to the room.

After thinking about it, he took out the notebook again, sat back in the living room, and checked the documents Kang Yu sent at night.

I don’t know how long it has been since I finished my work.

However, Cheng Yuelin has not returned yet.

He was hesitating whether to call him, and suddenly there was a knock on the door in the silence.

Ruan Zhiyin closed the notebook and walked to the door to open the door.

Under the dim door light, Bai Bo supported Cheng Yuelin.

The man leaned against Baibo's arm, his eyes blurred, his figure was unstable, and his body was full of alcohol.

Seeing Ruan Zhiyin frowning seemingly displeased, Bai Bo hurriedly said: "Madam, I'm sorry, Mr. Cheng drank too much at night, and he is not sober at the moment."

Ruan Zhiyin gave a soft hum, nodded politely, and helped Yuelin from Bai Bo's hands: "Thank you Bai Bo, it's getting late, go back quickly."

Bai Bo glanced at the drunk boss, breathed a sigh of relief, and then said goodbye to leave.

After closing the door, Ruan Zhiyin took Cheng Yuelin upstairs.

This was the first time she saw Cheng Yuelin drunk like this, the alcohol on her body was very irritating.

Frankly speaking, just after seeing Cheng Yuelin being supported by Bai Bo, drunk and unconscious, she realized that she didn't like him drinking like this.

I don't know why this mentality of restraining others has appeared.

Ruan Zhiyin reluctantly carried the person into the room.

Just as he was about to put him on the bed, the drunk man seemed to be a little awake suddenly, the arm on the side wanted to find support, and he wrapped her waist.

Ruan Zhiyin was unprepared, he staggered, and the next second, the two fell on the bed together.

Deep in the soft bed, the warm palms still clasped around the waist, spreading to the skin through the thin cloth.

The two were close to each other. The ambiguous posture made Ruan Zhiyin's figure a little tight.

She raised her eyes to meet Cheng Yuelin's gaze, but saw that his drunk eyes were slightly drunk, his eyelids drooped, and those blurred peach blossom eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

The cold white complexion was dyed red, and it faded a little bit of coldness, and it seemed to be a lot smoother. The two eyebrows were straight, her thin lips moved, and she could feel the warm breath sprayed on her forehead.

The smooth outline of the man was hidden in the dim light, his broken hair was close to his eyebrows, and his wistful eyes looked at her quietly.

Frozen for a while, Ruan Zhiyin stretched out his hand fascinatingly, and gently stroked his cool thin lips with his fingers, the touch was incredibly soft.

After realizing what she had done, she shrank her fingertips abruptly and broke away the opponent's weak arm.

After standing up in a panic, she looked at the person lying there quietly, sighed in annoyance, and turned to leave the room.

After a while, in the silent darkness, the man's figure moved slightly, and his eyes slowly opened.

Staring at the direction she hurriedly left, she shook her head and chuckled, her eyes unpredictable.

——

A minute later, Ruan Zhiyin returned to the room, but his thoughts remained in the scene just now.

She didn't know if she was too guilty. After her upset, she suddenly recalled the straightforward accusation made by the other party when she ran into Cheng Yuelin in a bath last time.

Suddenly, it seemed that the man's ridiculous voice had already sounded in his mind——

"Ruan Zhiyin, I didn't see it. Are you really ill-intentioned towards me?"

Why... Are you surprised when you see it?

Ruan Zhiyin helped her forehead helplessly, and sat on the bed in a daze, quietly pondering for a while.

Then she let out a long sigh of relief.

Resignedly picked up the phone and sent a message in the WeChat group——

"You said, if I find that I like Cheng Yuelin and chase him, will I have a chance to succeed?"