After Chen Lu left, Miao Jin's mind returned to the awkwardness between him and Jiang Xingyun.
The two people who were once full of love now have a grudge, and Miao Jin is also very annoyed.
She looked back at the two photos hanging on the wall of the living room. She was holding a scallion pancake and smiling brightly. Jiang Xingyun seemed to be looking at her from the other side, although the two were not in the same time or place. Jiang Xingyun once said that they were still missing a photo of the two of them together.
Miao Jin took a piece of drawing paper and started drawing. When were they the happiest?
She thought about it for a long time, and recalled the day when he took her out for a stroll on the street on a bicycle. He said that they were a poor couple, so Miao Jin began to paint. In the picture, she was sitting on the back of his bicycle, hugging his waist, her head resting on Jiang Xingyun's back, squinting her eyes slightly and smiling.
In Miao Jin's opinion, this picture of the two of them is very beautiful and romantic. It may have something to do with her age. Romance is like the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror.
Miao Jin painted for a while, then got tired, so she went upstairs to get her notebook. She saw that today was her aunt's birthday, as she was born in winter.
Miao Jin called Gao Ziyin and wished her aunt a happy birthday. She said she would give her aunt a birthday present when she went to Morocco another day.
Gao Ziyin said, "Stop talking. I'm almost 40, and it's not even my birthday."
But it can be heard that Auntie's voice is still quite happy. After all, Ayan's wife is thinking about her.
"As expected of A Yan's wife, you even remembered Auntie's birthday," Gao Ziyin said. "Among these younger generations, Jiang Qiao just called me, and then it's you. Not bad. Come over with A Yan some other day, and let your uncle make you something delicious."
"Okay, Auntie," Gao Zinyin said.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Qiao got there first, and now he has everything covered.
Miao Jin started painting. He had learned this when he was a child. He painted less as he grew older, but the foundation was still there. He painted slowly at the beginning, but he painted very seriously.
After Miao Jin called Gao Ziyin, A Yan called her again. Gao Ziyin said, "Are you two together? But you shouldn't be calling each other if you are. You have a tacit understanding. A Yan is a good wife."
Jiang Xingyun knew that Miao Jin might have called Auntie, so he said, "Probably. If it falls into Uncle Pi's hands, and he says we don't know etiquette, then I won't be able to turn over."
"That's all," Gao Ziyin said. "Come to France in a few days. Morocco is also fine. I'll host you."
"Okay." Jiang Xingyun said and hung up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, he thought for a while. It seemed that her notes were not in vain. This girl was thinking ahead.
Miao Jin painted for a whole day and finally finished it. In the afternoon, she framed the painting. Just as she hung it up, Jiang Xingyun came back. As soon as he entered the house, he saw Miao Jin standing downstairs, looking at the painting.
At 8 o'clock in the afternoon, Miao Jinhua was tired and went to steam buns.
Jiang Xingyun also looked at the painting, and his heart softened. He went upstairs without saying anything.
Miao Jin heard the noise and followed him upstairs.
Jiang Xingyun wanted to go to the room where he slept yesterday to change clothes, but he couldn't open the door.
He held the door handle with his hand and couldn't open it.
Miao Jin came up.
"The door is locked?" Jiang Xingyun said with a frown.
"yes."
"Do you think this is the only room?"
"Do you think I only locked this one room?" Miao Jin said, standing behind him.
"What do you mean? I thought you were going to get a divorce today."
"I have to coax you before getting a divorce, right? You're so hard to coax." Miao Jin said.
Jiang Xingyun went straight back to his and Miao Jin's bedroom, took off his coat, and went to the bathroom to wash his face.
"Come down and have dinner." Miao Jin said.
Jiang Xingyun was about to go back to the bedroom, but unexpectedly, Miao Jin blocked him in a flash.
"Want to go on a hunger strike?" Miao Jin asked him with his face raised.
"Getting ready!"
"You provoked me, and I haven't said anything yet, but you got angry and started a hunger strike. Why are you on a hunger strike? Someone is serving you delicious food and drink every day, and you are excited, right?" Miao Jin raised his face and asked him again.
Jiang Xingyun grabbed Miao Jin's waist and said through gritted teeth, "You asked for this!"
"I asked for it." Miao Jin said, looking up into Jiang Xingyun's eyes.
Jiang Xingyun picked her up and went to bed. He had been angry since yesterday, and now he started to mess with Miao Jin.
Miao Jin is not opposed to it at all, and actually likes it very much.
After they finished, Miao Jin asked him, "Are you feeling better now?"
"No. The anger in my body has subsided," he said.
"Come down and have dinner," Miao Jin said. "I learned how to make dumplings today. I don't know if you like them. Try some. They have three fresh fillings."
Miao Jin deliberately didn't cook seafood today because he was afraid that Jiang Xingyun would remember something, so he made buns.
After going downstairs, when Miao Jin went to get the porridge, Jiang Xingyun asked, "What are your plans?"
Miao Jin paused, "I had no plans. I grew old, divorced my spouse, and got together with my first love. But things weren't as good as I'd imagined. We argued all the time, and then we divorced. I'm quite rational. First loves are destined—destined—to not be together. Like you, like me. I've thought about it. Since I didn't marry him, he and I were destined not to be together. My name isn't written alongside his on the Three Lives Stone, so it's incomplete. Naturally, I hope to be with someone who is meant for me. Besides, it's not that I don't like you. I like you very much, and I like you more and more."
Miao Jin said this lightly and put the porridge on the table.
From beginning to end, there is no "love".
It was the truth, but Jiang Xingyun still heard a different taste in her voice. Being with him was destined by heaven, and her heart was still there. Jiang Xingyun didn't say anything, just ate.
"Is there anything fun today?" Miao Jin asked.
"What do you want to ask? What fun can there be at work?" Jiang Xingyun said.
"You are such a..." Miao Jin complained.
"What's wrong?"
"Others are trying to coax you like this, but you don't even smile back. How boring. I won't say anything." After saying that, Miao Jin really started eating and stopped talking.
After dinner, Miao Jin cleaned the house and went upstairs. Jiang Xingyun was already taking a shower.
Miao Jin went to another room to take a shower. When she came out, Jiang Xingyun was already in bed.
"Your previous separation doesn't count anymore, right?" Miao Jin got on the bed without wearing any clothes, and lay in front of Jiang Xingyun, stroking him and asking.
Jiang Xingyun was reading a book. Miao Jin had always had feelings for someone else in her heart, which made him feel uncomfortable. No matter how humble she was, it was difficult to change this fact. The more humble she was, the more Jiang Xingyun had no excuse to abuse her. Her first love was the love before she married Jiang Xingyun. After marrying him, she did not show any signs of cheating. Instead, she was diligent in managing the household and cooked well. First of all, she took good care of Jiang Xingyun's stomach. She did nothing wrong, and now she was even more wrong. Instead, she kept saying "I'm sorry". Such humbleness made Jiang Xingyun feel like a villain. He kept all his temper in his heart and could not vent it.
He was just jealous of that person, jealous that person could make her be so cautious in her life for him.
Jiang Xingyun really wanted to know, if one day he did something to that person, what would she do?
Nie Yiheng will have to come out sooner or later, otherwise, the boil will not be removed and the pus will never come out.
Nie Yiheng will always be in her heart. Jiang Xingyun absolutely cannot accept this kind of marriage and this kind of love!
Originally in this marriage, Jiang Xingyun thought he was the one who could keep calm the most, because he knew everything but kept silent. He thought he could tolerate her and tolerate everything, but when she found out that the man was still alive, she didn't get confused, but he did!
Whoever is in chaos will lose.
Miao Jin used her knife-dragging trick to drag Jiang Xingyun, and used her softness to melt Jiang Xingyun's temper. Jiang Xingyun had no way to deal with it.
With time, Jiang Xingyun will realize how rare it is to find a woman with this kind of personality in a marriage.
But now, Jiang Xingyun just wants her to have a fight with him.
Jiang Xingyun turned sideways and kissed Miao Jin under his body, a very deadly kiss.
He hated her.
He hated that she was so calm in the face of such a major issue. Even if she wanted a divorce, he had a way to control her, but she just didn't say anything.
He didn't want to leave, and Miao Jin didn't want to divorce at all. She just wanted to live a good marriage in the present.
It was estimated that by the next morning, or even sooner, Miao Jin's lips would be red and swollen. He was playing with Miao Jin, but she didn't say a word.
After the kiss, Miao Jin's lips were bright as she asked him, "Are you not angry anymore? I just want to say that I have never thought about getting a divorce, and I have never thought about being with him again in this life!"
"Oh, you've transferred your feelings so quickly?" Jiang Xingyun's tone was not without sarcasm.
It's completely different from the original image.
"Yes. Transference." Miao Jin said, her hands clinging to Jiang Xingyun's neck.
Chen Lu also said that she is very good at falling in love with other people.
Jiang Xingyun pinched Miao Jin's chin, "Transferring your feelings so quickly? I don't like that."
"If I say I haven't transferred my feelings, you become suspicious and want to separate from me; if I say I have transferred my feelings, you don't like me anymore. Why are you so contradictory? Or did you never like me and are making excuses here?" Miao Jin asked from under Jiang Xingyun's body.
Instead, Jiang Xingyun was speechless. He never thought that one day he would dislike Miao Jin so much.
Either he disliked her or he wanted to ravage her severely. Now that he had done so, she was still as soft as a ball of cotton, without any emotion. Instead, he began to question her.
After thinking about it, Jiang Xingyun felt that he took "love" too seriously.
Because he had only loved one person from beginning to end, he naturally hoped that the other person had also only loved one person, but no, the other person had fallen in love with one person before, and that person - was not him!
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