My Groom Ran Away

When Qin Yue went upstairs, Lin Jingfei opened the door listening to the footsteps and stopped him in the corridor.

"Brother Jun, do you want to leave me alone?"

Qin Ju looked at her indifferently, her voice has lost the gentleness of the past: "Before you said that Lin Wei had been pestering you, please don't drive you out. Jingfei, I gave you the last chance, thinking you would make peace. Grandpa refused to get engaged, but what did you do?"

Everyone thought that he couldn't bear to drive Lin Jingfei away. But the fact is, she promised him after Grandpa Ruan's funeral that she would help him deal with Grandpa Qin temporarily, and then refused to get engaged.

Grandpa Qin has always been a promise. Grandpa Ruan's exhortation before his death was because he misunderstood the relationship between Qin Jue and Lin Jingfei, but Grandpa Qin still wanted to fulfill his friend's wish.

The old man is used to his affairs, and his son and grandson have always followed him, and he is the same in the Qin family.

Qin Yue knew that if the engagement matter could not be resolved, he would not have the right to beg Ruan Zhiyin for forgiveness. But if Grandpa wants to change his mind completely, Lin Jingfei can only give up on his own initiative. He asked Lin Jingfei to stay, but he wanted to resolve the matter as soon as possible.

But what Lin Jingfei did during this period was not simply a temporary response, but put him into a more unfavorable situation.

"I said, but that is on the premise that Ruan Zhiyin will change his mind." Lin Jingfei pulled his cuff, and then said, "Now? Ruan Zhiyin will not return to you! She is already married!"

If Ruan Zhiyin had looseness there, he wouldn't be what he is now.

"Brother Jun, let go, she doesn't love you at all."

They have been in love for 20 years. She clearly cares about him more than Ruan Zhiyin. She has tried her best, but why does he refuse to give up Ruan Zhiyin and take a look at her?

Qin Yue's eyes were cold, and he paused for a while and laughed at herself: "But I still love her, even if she doesn't look back, what right do you have to let me let go?"

After speaking, he pushed her hand away and closed his eyes: "I treat you and Jiang Anzheng as benevolent, but I owe her."

Ruan Zhiyin should punish him.

But when she heard her vowed to say that she loves Cheng Yuelin, Qin Ju still felt the dull pain in her heart, and the boundless bitterness drowned him, but she just coldly watched him sink into the turbulent mood, and refused to do anything. Helping hand.

She even, never said love to him, but told him so lightly that she fell in love with someone else.

He has to take care of too many people and things, parents, relatives, friends, and work. They are the most tacit work partners, she never asks for anything, so that he feels that he can leave the time with her at the end.

But in the end, she was gone.

It was he who squandered her contribution, did not find her hidden emotions, and let Lin Jingfei and Jiang Anzheng's minds go, these were all debts he owed her.

Qin Jue did not escape the mistakes he committed, but he would not forgive Lin Jingfei and Jiang Anzheng for their deception. Not enough, they should always let them taste what they have done and experience his current pain.

Lin Jingfei wanted to say something to explain, but when Qin Yue opened her eyes again, her eyes were already bone-cold, and the body was so cold that she froze there dumbly.

Qin Yue had never looked at her with this kind of eyes, as if there was an indelible hatred hidden in her eyes.

Lin Jingfei didn't know what happened to Jiahong when he went back this time, that made him suddenly become like this.

Unconsciously letting go, Qin Yue's indifferent back had disappeared at the end of the corridor when he returned to his senses.

——

Back in the room, Qin Yue took out his mobile phone and habitually opened Weibo.

On the homepage, there is only one follower.

The contact information has been blocked. This is his only way to get close to her life during this time.

Ruan Zhiyin's Weibo only pays attention to market dynamics and doesn't often post things, but just updated a dynamic, it is a photo without a caption.

In the photo, there is a bunch of flowers next to the tombstone.

Qin Yue didn't want to think about whether Cheng Yuelin was by her side the moment she took the photo.

Knowing that she was angry because of the deceitful meeting, Qin Yue waited at the corner of the hotel corridor early the next day, even though her leg hurts impatiently, wanting to apologize to her.

But what he saw was an extremely dazzling scene.

Cheng Yuelin embraced her calmly, and the two walked out of the room together. After not taking a few steps, the man turned his head with a chuckle, squeezed her chin and leaned over to kiss.

The corridor was too quiet, Qin Ju stood at the corner, and could even hear the rustling of clothes rubbing when they kissed, and her face was red and hopeful at last, just blaming the man next to her.

At that moment, Qin Ju only felt that the sanity in his head collapsed, and he was going crazy.

Anger, surprise, and helpless, he was numbly stunned, completely forgot to move, and his body trembled uncontrollably, as if he had been slapped in the face.

But compared to the scene before him, he knew better what it meant for a man to walk out of her room at the moment, and could not stop the upset thoughts.

Perhaps last night, they had kissed and kissed in a hotel room with extreme intimacy, which they had never had in their time when they were busy with other things.

In the past, Qin Yue knew that she had not let go of the line of defense, and he was even less qualified to give a promise at that time, and always felt that she had to wait. Wait until they have enough time, and wait until he can give her enough solemnity.

However, at this moment, looking at the scene in front of him, Qin Ju only felt embarrassed. In just a few short months, everything seems to have changed.

When the elevator closed, Cheng Yuelin looked from a distance, met him with indifferent eyes, wiped the corners of his mouth with his fingers, with silent sarcasm.

Qin Ju instantly understood that the other party had deliberately retaliated against what he said at the banquet last time, perhaps because of the ‘meal’ he deliberately arranged.

He didn't know how he left, evading the meeting afterwards, afraid to see her again, for fear that he would see their intimacy and lose all sense.

Even though so many days have passed, every time I think of that scene, the heart will have dense pain, which is uncomfortable and suffocating.

Qin Yue opened a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet and drank while sitting on the sofa, trying to numb the painful nerves. But after drinking a bottle, he couldn't help but recall Ruan Zhiyin's gentle and whispering appearance over and over in his mind.

After filming, he stood up swayingly, took out a new calling card from the drawer beside the bed, and dialed the phone by drinking.

After the slow beeping sound--

The phone was connected.

Every time, Qin Ju didn't dare to speak, fearing that she would hang up once she made a sound, but still wanted to listen to her voice to comfort and miss.

However--

"Hey."

The male voice in the microphone was leisurely and loose.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar soft voice came: "Who?"

"I don't know, no sound, no remarks."

"Oh, it may be a harassing call."

"Yeah." The man responded indifferently, as if putting down the phone, but didn't hang up, and then said, "Come here and help you blow your hair."

Before long, the buzzing of the hair dryer stopped abruptly, and a slight ambiguous gasp came from the other end of the phone.

Qin Ju held the mobile phone with a knotted blue veins, her jaw tightened, so self-masturbating that she listened to everything in the microphone, but she was reluctant to hang up.

After a while, he heard her voice again: "Cheng Yuelin, whichever hair you blow, it will still be wet after blowing it!"

She was angry with her, but it didn't match the gentle her in the impression.

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Xu County, hotel room.

When Cheng Yuelin sat on the side of the bed and carefully finished blowing her hair, Ruan Zhiyin lay on his lap and did not get up.

She picked up the phone on the side and found the call log that she had just hung up.

Recently, she always received such silent harassing calls, each time it was a different number, but she didn't care much.

Close the call log and open Weibo.

At the top, there is a photo taken during the daytime tomb sweeping.

There are scattered tombs on Fu'an Mountain. President Chen used to live in the villages and towns at the foot of the mountain. Before his death, he told Zhou Hongfei that he hoped to be buried on Fu'an Mountain because he could see the direction of the orphanage.

When they arrived, some thorny weeds grew around the dean's mother's tomb. Cheng Yuelin was afraid that she would cut her hand, so he leaned over and worked for a while, and emptied the weeds by himself.

Of course, his movements are not very skilled, but his expression is serious.

Looking back, seeing Ruan Zhiyin's eyes staring at him softly in a daze, Cheng Yuelin raised an eyebrow and asked: "Why, I'm so good-looking, I'm so dumb?"

Ruan Zhiyin breathed a sigh of relief, and helped him wipe off the sweat from his forehead. He smiled and shook his head: "I just want to tell the dean's mother that I don't need anything now."

Just staring at the back of him pulling the weeds, the unfamiliar feeling of the orphanage these days seems to have been smoothed out at that moment.

He gave her a new sense of belonging.

There is no lack of a home, and there is no lack of that preference.

Recovering his thoughts, Ruan Zhiyin clicked on a comment, only to find a message——

[Look at the private message, add a WeChat. ]

The screen name is @sususu亦旋, and the comment time is after the classmates reunion. Looking at the dynamics, this person should be Su Yixuan. Ruan Zhiyin basically doesn't use QQ. The other party probably didn't contact her, and followed the common attention to Weibo.

After clicking the unfollowed private message in the message bar, Ruan Zhiyin saw a long list of messages, except for the WeChat message sent by Su Yixuan, and more came from another person.

"looking at what?"

Seeing her frowning, Cheng Yuelin sat up, approached, and asked her with the broken hair in her ear.

Ruan Zhiyin took a sigh of relief, handed him the phone, and confessed: "These private messages seem to be from Qin Yue."

Qin Yue is quite persevering. He sends a few messages every day, hushing cold and asking warmth, holiday greetings, apologizing and missing.

It's just unfortunate that Ruan Zhiyin didn't see it at all.

Of course, seeing it will not affect much, that is, adding a few more blacklists.

Ruan Zhiyin had never thought about being unclear with Qin Ju. His other contact information had been blocked, and probably only this method was left to contact her.

If it were not for special circumstances, Cheng Yuelin would pick her up from get off work every day, and most of the meeting opportunities Qin Ju could find were avoided.

Now think about it, her car had been repaired back then, but Cheng Yuelin still insisted on picking her up and down. Could it be that she was guarding Qin Ju from going to her?

The more Ruan Zhiyin thought about it, the more likely it became.

"Keep it." Cheng Yuelin glanced at the private message sent by Qin Yue, his smooth chin raised slightly, and his posture was idle. "When the child is born, I will ask for a gift from him."

"The child is born?" Ruan Zhiyin stared at him, "Where is the child?"

He said this as if the child could jump out in the next second.

"Doesn't this still have to—" The man's eyes lightly passed from her flat belly, "Is it looking at you?"

Ruan Zhiyin subconsciously touched his lower abdomen, then closed his eyes and was silent for a moment.

"Why, I don't want to have a baby?" Cheng Yuelin looked at her expression, pursed her lower lip, and then said casually, "Actually, it doesn't matter whether you want a child or not. I sacrificed and could accompany you for a longer time."

It is said that things are impermanent, but he is just afraid that if there is such a day, he will leave her alone and no one will accompany her.

"It can't be said that I don't want to, just..." Ruan Zhiyin paused and raised his eyes to look at him, "A Lin, do you think I can be a good mother?"

She doesn't even know what kind of image a mother should be.

"It's okay to be a bad one, isn't there still me?" He smiled, his eyelids drooped, his expression arrogant and leisurely, "Then I will reluctantly act as both a father and a mother."

Upon seeing this, Ruan Zhiyin sighed secretly.

Thinking back to the days when Cheng Lang lived at home, she felt that his father seemed even more unreliable.

However, it is always good for him to have a heart. She couldn't show dislike for his self-confidence, and changed the subject through the stubbornness to mention his father.

"Now, do you still miss Uncle Cheng?"

"Occasionally." Cheng Yuelin didn't deny it, as if thinking of something, patted her head, smiled and said, "Speaking of which, you are very pleased with him."

Ruan Zhiyin looked at him doubtfully: "Me? Why?"

He hugged her and lay down, and said clearly: "Probably because you let his son give him a breath."

After he was admitted to the A college, Cheng Fengzhi mentioned it when he saw him, and showed off for more than half a year. Of course, the other party also knows that Ruan Zhiyin is indispensable.

"At that time, he saw that I liked you, and he wanted you to be a daughter-in-law. He said that the bride price was ready, and he hinted that I would work harder all day long."

Cheng Yuelin thought, if nothing else happened, if Cheng Fengzhi knew that he succeeded, he would probably continue to show off that he has a daughter-in-law who passed the exam.

Thinking of Cheng Fengzhi's slightly fat and kind appearance, Ruan Zhiyin smiled: "No wonder Zhao Bing said that you have a girl you like. At first, when I heard her hint, I thought..."

"Why do you think?"

The man stared at him with deep eyes.

Ruan Zhiyin lowered his mouth and sighed in his heart.

Why, of course, can't mention it anymore, she doesn't want to be dispelled by a man physically.

So she shook her head and turned to hug him: "It's nothing, it's all a misunderstanding, it's not important."