Chapter 62 62. Xiaoyan let him lie.
Looking up at the sound, Mi Yanyan's neck made a cracking sound.
The phone slipped from his palm and fell directly into the white porcelain soup bowl in front of him.
Plop.
Golden oil flowers surged and splashed.
An old ginseng was so frightened that it sat up with a bang from the bowl.
Tang Shu: "Aou, big brother did something bad..."
He glanced at Mi Yanyan, then at Shi Jingzhou, who remained unperturbed. He was picking up a wet wipe from the table, shaking it open, and spreading it on his phone.
Mi Yanyan dreamed of returning to her high school campus, and she felt that a series of operations were perfectly replicated, with the head teacher clinging to the back door window like a gecko.
The difference was that Shi Jingzhou behaved in an elegant and proper manner, holding his cell phone with two fingers, and he looked like he didn't really want to meddle in other people's business.
So when was he standing back there?
Did he see Xie Jingyang's sour words?
However, the friend verification message box was so narrow, and considering his height and the unclear warm lighting conditions at the scene, the probability of him being able to see it clearly was extremely small.
Thinking of this, she felt guilty for no reason, but she didn't pay any attention to the panic. Rescuing the phone in the soup was more important at the moment.
Mi Yanyan asked pretending to be calm.
“Is there any place to repair cell phones during Chinese New Year?”
Tang Shu gave a thumbs up. His sister-in-law had a gentle expression and didn't look weird at all.
Being able to marry Shi Jingzhou and remain safe and emotionally stable shows that she is indeed strong inside.
Looking at Yan Ge again, he was watching the show with his arms folded, his eyes almost glued to them.
Tang Shu also crossed his arms, straightened his back, and glared back on behalf of his beautiful and gentle sister-in-law.
Shi Jingzhou glanced at the thing in his hand and said, "Throw it away. It's not clean anymore anyway."
"That's fine." Seeing him really throwing it away, Mi Yanyan couldn't help but smile. She picked up a tissue to wipe the corner of the table, then quickly crumpled it into a ball and threw it away.
Tang Shu sighed: "Sister-in-law, you and Brother Jingzhou are really a perfect match."
"How do you say that?"
"My brother and he were childhood friends. A few years ago, his family tried to find him a marriage partner, but he refused to meet anyone. One time, he was tricked into a dinner, sat down, realized something wasn't right, and just walked out."
Mi Yanyan's eyebrows curved when she heard this, and she said, "How rude!"
"He's always thinking and his life is boring. We say that anyone who marries him will be bored to death."
Thinking of the state of being newly married, Mi Yanyan nodded, then shook her head. "It's actually not that bad. He was a little quiet at first, but he would do everything he could. And I have pets, so he helps take care of them. One time, I came home late and found him lying on the sofa with the blanket lifted up. There was a dog on the left and a cat on the right."
Tang Shu kept a sly smile, resting his chin on Mi Yanyan's shoulder, "Oh, so sweet."
"Is it sweet? I don't know..."
Mi Yanyan then realized that her marriage with Shi Jingzhou had reached a state that could be described as "sweet" by their friends.
This was beyond her expectations. From the initial indifferent acceptance to solving family matters, now the tacit understanding has improved, and life has become a life of just eating and drinking, with the two of them spoiling each other.
When it rains, she can see his car when she walks out of the pet hospital; when he comes home late at night, he can see a light when he returns home.
Last week I took Peanut to the pet store for a bath, and the receptionist greeted me with a smile.
"Mom brought the peanuts today. Did Dad go to work?"
She suddenly realized that there was really one more person in her life, and she had unknowingly entered into a new relationship.
Tang Shu shook her wrist, "Of course, you know in our circle, there are many who live a happy life, but very few who are happy."
Mi Yanyan was thoughtful for a moment.
Thinking of Yu Wan and Qin Muchuan, I couldn't help but think about the future.
In her memory, Mi Wenzhong and Zhang Qiaoshu were once a model couple that everyone envied, but something changed one day when she came home from school.
Tang Shu saw her worry and said, "Sister-in-law, you have to believe that loving your wife is probably hereditary. Brother Jingzhou's father gave up his position at Ruisi for his love."
Mi Yanyan glanced at the old man secretly and lowered her voice, "Grandpa is furious, right?"
"It was more than just a bloody storm, and he was sent to the hospital twice."
Mi Yanyan stuck out her tongue. She couldn't afford the risk. The old man's health was getting worse. It seemed that Shi Jingzhou would have to take over Ruisi.
"Don't think too much, sister-in-law. My brother will be your spy and keep an eye on you at any time."
"You're so clever."
The meal was a mess, but fortunately, she sat far away and had Tang Shu as a shield. Only at the end of the banquet did Mi Yanyan follow her parents-in-law to toast the old man with a glass of wine.
In front of relatives and friends, Shi Huaizhi did not attack Mi Yanyan. When he got home, a new mobile phone was already on the table.
"New Year's gift?" Mi Yanyan shook the box. It was pretty good and the latest model, as if she had found it for free.
"Trade in the old for the new." Shi Jingzhou raised his eyebrows.
Mi Yanyan laughed at her for being like a child, speaking sarcastically, and pushed her into the bathroom.
"Take a shower first, I'll restore the data."
She then got up and went to the study. All her things were backed up in the cloud drive, and a small amount of work data was also stored on the hard drive.
Changing the phone was not a big deal, but I was still thinking about Tang Shu's repeated instructions before she left, telling her not to forget to recommend high-quality products to her.
After walking up two flights of stairs, Mi Yanyan turned around and asked for advice: "Can I borrow the computer in the study? I lost my laptop at my new home."
She rarely brought work home and didn't even have duplicate office equipment.
Shi Jingzhou poked his head out when he heard the sound, and shook off the water droplets on his hands with a slightly annoyed look.
"Okay, the password is our anniversary."
He said yes, but his expression was reluctant. Looking back, he pursed his lips all the way back, turning the wedding ring on his left ring finger with his right hand, looking thoughtful and moody.
It’s New Year’s Day, and there’s not a single smiling face.
"I just need to guide a few cases and it will be done soon." After making the promise, Mi Yanyan ran to the study in her slippers.
After pressing the switch, his fingers were already touching the keyboard, and he skillfully typed in the password.
You can't blame her. The door locks, various accounts, and safes at home all have the same number. Mi Yanyan often thinks that Shi Jingzhou might be afraid of trouble. After all, the two of them don't have any other anniversaries that are easy to remember. If the same password is used in so many places, if it is stolen, it will all be lost.
Ignoring him, Mi Yanyan quickly put the cases she was still treating into her mobile phone, and then finished pushing the business cards at Tang Shu's urging.
Then he looked around the study and what caught his eye was a wooden photo frame on the corner of the table. It was indeed the day they took their wedding photos.
But this photo was taken by Yu Wan.
Shi Jingzhou pushed the door open at the right time and came in. Judging from his clothes, he had not washed yet.
With two or three buttons of his crisp shirt slightly open, revealing his collarbone, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, one hand in his pocket, he stood by the table, looking down at him.
Mi Yanyan picked up the photo frame and turned it over in front of him, asking, "Why did you choose this one to print?"
It was not a retouched photo nor was it taken by a photographer. Mi Yanyan remembered that she found a grasshopper in the grass and pointed it out to share with Shi Jingzhou.
Both of them were squatting on the grass, one in a suit and tie, the other with a white veil on his head, and they didn't even know where the camera was.
"More natural." He took it and looked at the photo. Among hundreds of photos, Mi Yanyan's eyes looked the happiest in this one, but it was a pity that she was not looking at him.
It's a green grasshopper.
The green color in the picture was dazzling, making people feel uncomfortable. He put down the photo frame, leaned his hand on the edge of the table, and inspected the professional books neatly arranged on the bookshelf with a gloomy look in his eyes.
Mi Yanyan suddenly thought of something, stood up and walked to the bookshelf, pushed up her sleeves, clicked her index finger, and took out the book.
One book after another was piled on the desk. When I had almost finished taking them all, I clapped my hands and looked back, and found that the pile was half a person's height.
At that time, she was still studying at the Agricultural University. When she was working on a project, she was either in the laboratory or in the library.
Xie Jingyang had little time in Nancheng, so he said with a smile that he would buy some professional books for her to keep as a backup, in exchange for the time she saved.
"What are you thinking about?"
The broad shoulders wrapped her around the edge of the desk, and Mi Yanyan couldn't help but lean forward because of the weight.
Her ears turned red, as if she was recalling her ex-boyfriend being caught in the act in front of her husband. She turned her head and saw Shi Jingzhou staring at her with a deep gaze, as if he could see through her at a glance, with an aggression in his eyes.
"Have you seen any news about him?" Mi Yanyan had a hunch and asked.
"Who." Shi Jingzhou pressed down another inch.
"Thank you Jingyang." Mi Yanyan had no choice but to lean over again, as she could already feel the shape of her tailbone.
"No." Shi Jingzhou did not move again.
Mi Yanyan relaxed for a moment, but before she could release the air she had inhaled, she heard Shi Jingzhou speak again.
“But I got back to him.”
"ah?"
She turned around in surprise, having been forced into a corner. She had thought that what Shi Jingzhou had said at the family dinner just now, "Let's see what he has to say next," was a joke.
"What did he say again?" Mi Yanyan didn't look into his eyes, her gaze fixed on the Adam's apple in front of her. If a man's body is a carrier of sexiness, then this organ that rolls up and down with the low and mellow voice is the catalyst.
Shi Jingzhou didn't understand Mi Yanyan's current distraction. He only heard her eagerly asking about her ex-boyfriend with a dazed look in her eyes.
He lifted Mi Yanyan up and placed her on the table. He leaned over and pushed down, causing the pile of books to fall to the ground. The few remaining scattered books also pulled up thin sheets of paper, and the X handwriting surrounded by the smell of ink flashed by.
Shi Jingzhou held her earlobe in his mouth and asked, "Why do you care about him so much?"
He was in no mood to chat with Xie Jingyang. He just added the person to the blacklist and reported the account for spreading the message without sending it.
Before Mi Yanyan could answer, the punishment had already arrived. The pearl earrings that she had carefully selected for the family dinner fell to the ground.
The silver needle pierced X like a sharp blade.
Mi Yanyan's body also leaned back suddenly, her toes curled up, looking for any place to cling on.
"Why are you here again? I'm not ready yet." Her nails dug deep into her, determined to return what Shi Jingzhou had given her.
Shi Jingzhou was still neatly dressed, and judging by his upper body, he looked like he was about to go to a meeting. Yet, this man suddenly extended his hand, his long, strong fingers stained with water, and he lifted his eyelids to stare at her.
"What else do we need to prepare?"
She pulled her wrist free, covered her eyes and face, turned her head away, hating herself for not living up to her expectations.
The swaying marks of the desk were inlaid with moonlight, and the fireworks of the New Year's Eve blended with her vague sobs. The cold tabletop beneath her became hot and slippery, and was quickly wiped clean by the burgundy skirt that reached her waist.
Mi Yanyan couldn't remember the last time she stayed up all night to celebrate the New Year, but this year, she was forced to stay up almost all night.
Not only was I not sleepy, I was also very energetic and received red envelopes among the loving family.
The morning light was dim, and Shi Jingzhou's hair was still wet. He didn't blow it dry, but leaned on the bed and let the water droplets drip down. With one hand, he gently made circles and massaged the calf across his waist.
Mi Yanyan complained, "Be gentle, it's time to amputate it after hanging in the air for so long."
Shi Jingzhou's hand exerted more force than light, "Why are my notes so strange?"
Mi Yanyan's soles were pinched, and she felt itchy and wanted to escape. She replied, "Because they are all very cute."
"I don't think so. Change it."
"No," Mi Yanyan pulled back her legs, sat on the edge of the bed, and covered her chest with the quilt. "A WeChat name is just a nickname, you can give me whatever you want."
Shi Jingzhou took the phone from the bedside table, unlocked it and placed it in front of her.
Pin it, two words.
Wife.
Mi Yanyan smiled and pushed the phone away, speaking righteously.
"You know, just for safety's sake, when using address book chat apps, don't write down the names of your closest relatives, like mom, dad, wife, or husband. Many scams target these people to defraud them of their money."
Shi Jingzhou sneered and pinched her chin, "I think you look more like a fraud now."
Mi Yanyan, unwilling to give up, scratched his chest, "Really? Don't you even watch the news? The retirement savings this elderly couple has worked so hard for their entire lives were scammed by a telecom scammer. The criminals stole their social media accounts, contacted the parents, and lied that their child had been in a car accident and urgently needed money."
"Let him cheat."
Shi Jingzhou lay down after he finished speaking, refusing to listen anymore.
The neighbors in the compound had been deceived in this way before. Mi Yanyan muttered that what she said was true. This behavior of pinning the wife on top was very risky.
She sincerely advised, "We have too many duplicate passwords at home, and now you have relatives' names blatantly written on your phone. Your security awareness is really too poor. No matter what, you must be vigilant. We young people may have a strong sense of prevention, but bad people always prey on the elderly..."
Shi Jingzhou turned over and hugged the chatterbox in his arms, grabbed the phone and asked, "Okay, what do you want to change?"
"It's all fine. Change it to Xiaoyan or your full name." Mi Yanyan said as she watched the sunrise rising outside the window.
"It doesn't sound good." Shi Jingzhou refused.
Xiaoyan sounds nice, but some people keep mentioning it, so he doesn't want to use it anymore.
"That's really not the case. Everyone has called me Xiaoyan or Yanyan since I was a child." She was held in Shi Jingzhou's arms, the warmth spread, fatigue and sleepiness came over her, her thoughts began to become confused, and she couldn't continue the discussion with Shi Jingzhou.
His cell phone was right in front of Mi Yanyan, but the cursor for changing the note name didn't move.
In a daze, she saw Shi Jingzhou tapping two words with his fingers. She couldn't tell whether he was dreaming or awake, but she raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
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