You cannot be willing to do something for someone who cannot subdue you.
Rich and powerful? Talented and beautiful? Compared to the throbbing heart and the fear of missing out, all those rules and regulations are nothing but clouds.
For Chu Yifeng and Bi Yue, what they are ultimately looking for is nothing more than someone they can subdue.
Then, willingly, holding hands tightly, accompanying each other for life...
Bi Yue stood in the middle of the team. When she passed the stairs, she stopped, raised her chin slightly, and glanced sideways at the stairs leading to the second floor.
She bit her lip, looked down at the tip of her shoes, and when she looked up again, she resolutely followed the team out of the military hospital.
Wang Jianan stood by the heater on the second floor, hugging his shoulders and looking at Bi Yue's back.
He frowned. What did this mean?
To say that there is no meaning at all, the girl looked upstairs just now, and the meaning was so obvious. Not to mention that there is another person living on the second floor who makes her worried, that is impossible!
But if you say it's interesting, considering the brother-in-law's mental state, the girl has done it before, right?
This girl is not smart!
If you were a smarter person, you would have to hook his fingers occasionally while the situation is hot, and then when your brother-in-law is nervous, you would hang him high and low to make sure you get him clearly, and maybe you can tie him up for the rest of his life.
Wang Jianan shook his head.
He is only in his early thirties, but he feels too old to understand young people's things.
He just didn't understand. Not to mention his brother-in-law's conditions in all aspects, his career development, or his ability to make money, just that handsome face had fascinated so many girls!
Ever since he became the son-in-law of the Chu family, the little girls following his brother-in-law have numbered at least a platoon, if not a company.
Here we are, picking and choosing, look at this guy who is really serious, but he picked the one who looks the most twisted!
Wang Jianan wondered in his heart how this relationship matter was really determined by the three words "pleasing to the eye". It was fate, indescribable! He complained about Bi Yue's appearance in his heart and felt sorry for Chu Yifeng.
You said she doesn’t look like a fairy!
Even though Yiqing is thirty years old, she's tall, beautiful, and strikingly beautiful! In his eyes, this little girl is just pretty, not the only one who's beautiful. Is that really the case?!
Wang Jianan stood at the door of the ward, looking at the silhouette outside the window, who was wearing a black sweater and had his calf in a plaster cast, sitting in a wheelchair. He deliberately increased his pace, fearing that his brother-in-law would first think it was the little girl, turn around and see it was him, and be even more disappointed.
Clearing his throat, Wang Jianan smiled and said:
"Xiao Feng, I'm not saying anything bad about your sister, but she's been getting more and more slow. You don't know how quick and efficient she used to be, but now it takes her forever to get a meal. I'm starving!"
Chu Yifeng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, gave his brother-in-law a smile, and said nothing.
Alas! Wang Jianan decided to stop making small talk and automatically muted himself.
He sat in the small living room of the compartment, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, waiting for his wife to come to the rescue. Look at how embarrassing this situation has become, and the key is that he was involved in the whole process. Some things cannot be expressed in words.
Yifeng returned to the ward and waited in the same position for half an hour. Later, his brother-in-law couldn't stand it anymore, so he ran downstairs to check the situation under the pretext of going to the bathroom. Well, no one came up, so he just left.
No matter whether it is a big thing or a small thing, anything that cannot be said is full of embarrassment.
Chu Yifeng felt that the snowflakes falling outside were like whips, lashing the entire Kyoto.
He's been embarrassing himself lately.
But this time, he would rather embarrass himself in front of his brother-in-law again, and hope that he and Bi Yue can have a space to be alone, rather than meeting and talking in the noisy scene downstairs.
It's just this: nothing special, I just want to hear her voice.
While waiting, time seemed to slip away in the blink of an eye. He even retreated weakly and said: It doesn't matter, just go upstairs and see him, she is just a little late.
Now, I understand, she is too lazy to even do it.
An unknown bitterness surged in Chu Yifeng's heart.
He did not envy the heroes who were being visited. He just finally understood at this moment that the most sour feeling was not jealousy, but the fact that one had no right to be jealous.
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In the kitchen of the small courtyard, Bi Yue was squatting in front of the stove, stirring the pig's trotter soup. From time to time, she lifted the lid of the casserole and took a spoonful with a rice spoon to taste the saltiness.
Liang Xiaoxiao sat beside the chair, urging him on. In her anxiety, she even kicked twice with her uninjured left foot, which was still slipping on slippers:
"It's just a broken soup, do I need you to make it for me? I can handle it myself. I just sprained my ankle, I'm not really disabled!
You should go to the store quickly and take a look. First, Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao are both there, and it would be bad if you didn't show up. Second, we have to put things in order tonight, because we will move them out one by one tomorrow, right?
We have to operate as normal and also pack up our things, how can Dashan and Chengzi handle it?!"
Bi Yue was kicked and burned the tip of her tongue. She turned around and glared at Liang Xiaoxiao fiercely, which made her feel very guilty.
"Even if Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao were in the store, I wouldn't be in a hurry. They're both capable people. I suspect Bi Cheng will only be able to carry the bags and deliver the luggage, and Aunt Zhao can do the rest of the packing.
Look at how fat she is. My mother said that she never slacks off when working in the fields. She is a role model for the women in the village. If only it weren't for the fact that Uncle Zhao is the secretary and the villagers are convinced, then half of the military honors should go to Aunt Zhao!"
Speaking of military medals, Liang Xiaoxiao's attention was diverted. It is said that women change the topic every three minutes, and their thoughts are more scattered than men's.
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