Han Yu

50 Marriage

At the beginning, Han Fang didn't associate the Jiang family with Jiang Mo. It wasn't until the family of three came to brush him up that he realized something was wrong.

Jiang Jiang patted him on the shoulder with a smile, his eyes were meaningful, "I didn't expect Ah Fang to grow so big in a blink of an eye."

Mom, it's even more serious to take a closer look, how can my daughter be able to see it in the future.

Jiang Mo stood behind Jiang Jiang and smiled gracefully at him.

If life was a game, Han Fang felt that he was going through levels and bosses all the way. Although the process was not a big deal, it was difficult to pass the level.

Han Fang took his eyes away from Jiang Mo, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt like he was pretending. He pursed his lips in a dull way, feeling the urge to turn his face and leave.

Jiang Jiang babbled with Father Han before turning the conversation to Han Fang, asking if he had any other prospects, but Father Han hesitated a bit, saying that his son must be the best and unique in the world, and he would certainly be able to boast wildly. Come out, but the fact is that when Han Fang saw that his father was struggling with how to praise, he had already sneered and took up the conversation slowly: "Eat, drink and play, there is nothing good."

As soon as the out-and-out truth came out, the scene froze immediately.

Jiang Mo always felt a little bit of impulsiveness when he looked at the unrestrained and flamboyant face, and even he couldn't explain why he looked at him, and suddenly felt a little bit of impulsiveness in his heart.

Maybe it's the carelessness and arrogance that is so attractive.

Jiang Mo met Han Fang for the first time before, and happened to encounter an unknown scene for him. At that time, Jiang Mo was happy to make friends with him in the circle. This person is careful and thoughtful and will do everything for you. Yes, the smile is also gentle and gentle like a spring breeze, which makes people feel good in their hearts when they see it, and tidies up the details for you without any trace. Of course, such a valuable person should play better together.

When he first entered the circle, Jiang Mo played with the group of dudes all day long, only he knew that the smile on his face deepened, and at the same time, the disgust in his heart became more distorted and intense.

At the end of the show, a dandy who was drunk and reeked of alcohol put his hands on his shoulders, and he smiled and asked Jiang Mo to do things for him. Jiang Mo was always gentle and refined. Like Mr. Pianpian, the gentle scum with a calm appearance, of course he knew what animal matter he was referring to, with a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, he answered yes, only the disgust and impatience piled up in his eyes hidden under the lens, light and unbearable Notice that tiny boredom.

As soon as the person left, Jiang Mo took out a silk handkerchief from his pocket, carefully wiped the place he was touched, and the hands that had just helped him, then threw it into the trash can and murmured: "Disgusting!" .”

Gently rolled up the disdain and sneer, and the piece was blown by the wind for a while or fell into the trash can.

"If you don't like it, just say it, why are you so forceful?"

The voice came from above his head, and Jiang Mo subconsciously looked up for the source.

The boy was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and the black sun hat on his head was slanted to make him even more ruffian, but his delicate but childish face could make people judge his personality at a glance. It seemed to be because of the flamboyant disdain shown by the raised eyebrows, and the careless but beautiful and wanton smile on his lips.

He sat on the tree dangling his legs and looked at Jiang Mo from top to bottom, sizing him up with an attitude that Jiang Mo inherently hated.

The other party's indifferent expression seemed to be carved into his bones, and it was accompanied by the inherent arrogance and pride.

Gee.

Han Fang hated Jiang Moren's appearance, and Jiang Mo hated why Han Fang could keep his words so simple.

Not everyone can be like Han Fang, who can shake his face when he hates it, and reward his bones when he is happy.

So the two of them met each other's eyes, and when they saw it, they were bored, and the fate was gone.

Jiang Jiang shifted his eyes to the face of his little daughter who pretended to be an ostrich when she came over, and the latter... didn't look at him at all.

He stared at Han Fang wholeheartedly.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, forget it, a boy is just a boy... He admitted it.

So he boasted in a very far-fetched way with mixed joys and sorrows: "I just think you are such an upright young man."

Han Fang frowned and looked at Jiang Jiang's expression of sincerity. He suddenly felt that the world was a bit unreal and made him illusory. With his eyes slightly turned, he could see that the smile on Jiang Mo's face was still the same. The change made Han Fang deeply doubt whether Jiang Mo had measured his smile in front of the mirror, otherwise how could he always smile so accurately that he would hate it.

As for the one who had been staring at him, Han Fang had already filtered him out without looking up, but Jiang Jiang was no longer ready to let him go, and pulled out the highlight of the banquet, coughing and introducing the couple behind him.

Jiang Mo stepped forward and stretched out his hand, "Young Master Han."

Han Fang lowered his eyes and looked at his white hands, feeling an indescribable disgust in his heart. Before he could make a move, a voice suddenly came in: "...Young Master Han."

Soft and weak, Jiang Mo's eyes flashed with disgust, and he turned slightly to his side and retracted his hand calmly.

Qiao Yu felt a little depressed.

He just saw Han Fang on the front foot, and when he was about to go over, he suddenly thought that there was Jin Jiyan who hadn't gotten rid of him, so he held back and tried to perfunctorily entangle with Jin Jiyan, and finally entangled him away. The three members of Jiang's family had already formed a group to brush Han Fang.

So Qiao Yu's footsteps stopped abruptly, and the guests who wanted to take this opportunity to strike up a conversation with serious faces moved away unconsciously when they saw it, fearing that they would touch the bad luck of the upstart Qiao family.

Qiao Yu half-closed her eyes with a lazy expression, her seemingly unconcerned and undisciplined appearance paid close attention to every move over there. The way that woman looked at Han Fang was inexplicably annoying.

Looking at Jiang Qian coldly and gloomyly, he suddenly thought that Han Fang rarely participated in this kind of banquet, and the theme of this banquet was to welcome the youngest daughter of the Jiang family back home. Could it be...

He pulled out a sneer.

At this time, Jiang Qian was about to reach out to hold Han Fang, and suddenly felt a chill creeping up his spine, and suddenly felt creepy, and his hands were delayed, Jiang Jiang smiled kindly: "A Fang, Xiaoqian I'm not familiar with this place just after returning to China, please help me take care of it in the past few days."

Han Fang turned his eyes to Jiang Mo, his old man smiled exactly like Jiang Jiang, and his eyes turned to Han Fang kindly, swallowing what he was about to spit out.

... Isn't there Jiang Mo here?

His heart was going round and round, as rough as Han Fang, and he expected something was wrong, but what was worse was that he always felt that someone seemed to be watching him from the dark, staring at him all the time... staring so hard that his hairs stood on end , this feeling was so strong that Han Fang didn't get the affection in Jiang Qian's eyes at all, and was immersed in his own thoughts until he heard his father say: "Young generation should play with the younger generation, we Don't get involved."

Han Fang turned his head, the situation had been decided and Jiang Qian threw it to him, and Jiang Mo, who wanted to go in to help him, was also called away by Jiang Jiang.

Turning his head to look at Jiang Qian in front of him again, staring at each other for a while, Jiang Qian raised a warm smile and said, "It seems a bit noisy here."

Han Fang's tone also slowed down like a gentleman, and there was a hint of gentleness in other people's ears, "Why don't we go to the balcony to blow some wind?"

Otherwise, I really can't help but smash the field.

Jiang Qian was unconsciously shaken by that voice, her heart and soul seemed to be flying away, her heart was so warm that it seemed to be overflowing, she looked at that person obsessively, this is what she always wanted to get close to people.

In fact, the two of them had no topic at all, because Han Fang never thought of a topic to talk about*.

It was Jiang Qian who suddenly said, "Actually, it's not the first time I've seen Young Master Han."

Han Fang turned his head to look at her, the moonlight shone on his clean and innocent eyebrows and eyes, he was less violent than usual, and he couldn't help but look at her.

It is because of him that we go abroad, and it is also because of him that we return home.

Jiang Qian's eyes are full of Han Fang.

Compared with his older brother Jiang Mo, I have to say that Jiang Qian is extremely unlucky. It seems that the high-quality genes of his parents have been passed on to Jiang Mo, making him look like a gentleman, but Jiang Qian's appearance is bleak and lacklustre. , there are a little freckles on both sides of the cheeks, so that when she was in middle school, she was often ridiculed even though she was born secretly. After all, standing with people of the same status, she was like an ugly duckling, and her only role was to set off the red flowers with green leaves.

Until one day when someone mercilessly ridiculed her, she couldn't hold back her tears immediately, and felt very wronged, and all the negative emotions rushed into her heart.

When her tears were blurred, she was handed a tissue in front of her eyes. When she raised her eyes, she saw a boy with backlit brows and slightly raised eyebrows. He clicked his tongue and frowned impatiently, "Why are you crying?"

... They said I had freckles on my face, which was ugly.

is it?

The boy raised his brows, leaned over and took a serious look at the face covered with tears and snot, and said a little puzzled: "I look fine."

...don't you think it's ugly?

"Ugly." He said indifferently, but looked at her with a smile and said, "But don't you think it's cute a little bit?"

...It seems so.

That smile was simple and free of any impurities, just like the ray of sunshine from the backlight stationed in her heart.

Jiang Qian began to collect everything about this person, he was not a good student, he would skip classes and mess around, but what Jiang Mo did most every day was to pretend to be casual and pass by places where he was, every day.

Until one day, he was never seen again.

"How can the father and son of the Han family be so virtuous? I heard that before the headmaster said a few words to Han Fang, the table was lifted by his father..."

The figure of this person was never seen again.

The hand holding the textbook tightened a little.

On the day Han Fang entered the military academy, he didn't know that someone also dropped out of school and flew abroad.

She wanted to become a better person and stand in front of this person.

When she stood in front of Jiang Jiang and said this, Jiang Jiang looked at her with a complicated expression, "So you are going to Korea...do you want to make yourself better?"

Jiang Qian: ...

In fact, if she stayed in the country for a while longer, knowing that Han Fang would be sent abroad soon, she might be able to fly there to get close to that person. Now that I think about it, I really regret it.

However, the opportunity came.

I heard that the Han family seemed to have a problem with the economic turnaround last week.

Jiang Qian looked at the young man who was leaning on the railing of the balcony and looking at her in a idly manner, unconsciously showing a smile.

Han Fang didn't need to know this.

economy or something...

Marriage is not enough.

No matter how much Jiang Jiang objected and didn't want to take over this mess, it still couldn't resist Jiang Qian's stubborn appearance of going crazy, so he could only reluctantly agree before he got a myocardial infarction from anger.

However, to Jiang Qian's surprise, when this proposal was put in front of Father Han, he just said a word.

"You think well, provided that my son likes it."

...you're going to run out of money.

"That's what my son likes."

"..." Well, you can, you win!

Han Fang quietly listened to Jiang Qian's story about the past that he himself had forgotten. Although he looked at her and saw her smile, he silently thought in his heart that the freckles were really pretty little by little. cute.

It's like a cute silkworm baby. Although this metaphor is not appropriate, Han Fang thinks it is the most appropriate at present.

"do you know……"

Jiang Qian looked up at Han Fang, her palms were sweating and trembling slightly, she summoned up her courage and said, "We want..."

Married.

"Han Fang."

It was interrupted abruptly.

It's Qiao Yu.

He stood in the shadow, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and the hand holding the wine glass was so tight that it turned white, as if he was saying, long time no see.

……I miss you.