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date="2021-10-02"

title="Chapter 44:"

weight="137852"

series = ["My Groom Ran Away"]

mode = "manual"

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Are you still, do you want to fall in love with me?

Ruan Zhiyin digested his words for a long time before murmured: "Are you confessing to me now?"

Cheng Yuelin's dark eyes looked at her like this, and responded softly: "Yeah."

In the deep voice, an inaudible tension faintly leaked out.

But Ruan Zhiyin only took a sigh of relief, then suddenly turned around and walked out of the street full of people.

The hotel was not far from the street, and Cheng Yuelin followed behind her, watching her walk all the way back to the hotel and opened the door of the two people's building.

Never looked back at him the whole time.

The two of them walked into the living room.

Ruan Zhiyin turned his head and looked at him quietly.

The silent attitude made Cheng Yuelin not sure what she meant, and her eyebrows frowned slightly, and then tentatively said: "Ruan Qiqi, you have already taken advantage of all the advantages. You said you have to make compensation before, but now you want to go wrong?"

He was talking about Ruan Zhiyin's murder last time after drinking.

Ruan Zhiyin was stunned, then regained his senses, and shook his head: "It's not..."

After a pause, he said: "Have you figured it out clearly?"

"Do you think I'm joking?" Cheng Yuelin straightened her lips.

He said so much, but she reacted like this. In the bar just now, had a ‘good conversation’ with other men.

Cheng Yuelin suddenly felt a depression in his throat, and a touch of bitterness.

Ruan Zhiyin looked down and pondered for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Cheng Yuelin, I am actually quite boring."

She knew very well that she was not such a vivid person. So she always uses a gentle and considerate gesture to cover up her shortcomings that make people feel numb and boring.

She hoped that he would think clearly, but she didn't want him to have a sudden interest.

"Ruan Qiqi, you seem to have misunderstood something." Seeing her put up her baggage, Cheng Yuelin chuckled softly and patted her on the head, "I am not on a whim, I have waited for a long time."

Ruan Zhiyin was startled: "What are you waiting for?"

What are you waiting for?

The thing Cheng Yuelin regretted most in her life was that when she found out that she liked her, she had already turned her attention to other people.

If he could understand earlier that his pleasant and awkward emotions when facing her were like, maybe he would not have waited so long for so many years.

But it is a pity that when he understands his mind, he has not dared to reveal it again. At that time, she had a ridiculous marriage contract, and he was afraid that his confession would push her further.

Can only get along with her casually.

But when he finally waited for the opportunity, fate made him another joke.

Twenty years of good winds and smooth waters collapsed.

He couldn't leave behind the grandfather and the old man in prison who couldn't withstand the stimulating stroke. He could only tore off the prepared application form outside the teaching office and watched her go abroad.

At that time, he had to take care of his grandfather, but also to deal with the group of creditors who came up frequently.

Cheng Hui once offered to help him study abroad to avoid the limelight, but at that time he had been forced to give up all his pride, so why bother to do no more effort to drag her into the water.

However, in the decadent days, he couldn't give up after all.

Unwilling to stay in such a situation, for more than a year after that, he was almost gambled out of his life. But when everything started to get better, learned the news of her relationship with Qin Ju from the crowd.

Sometimes even Cheng Yuelin feels that he has no so-called fate with her.

He knew that Ruan Zhiyin took everything seriously. Since he decided to start, he would not end it casually.

After all, it was a step too late.

Let’s talk about what he has been waiting for all these years

Cheng Yuelin pursed her lower lip, looked at her with deep eyebrows, her voice was a little choked: "I want to wait a moment, and see if there is such a day, you will turn around and love me."

After speaking, he smiled steadily.

"Ruan Ting Ting."

"Um?"

"Give me your hand."

Ruan Zhiyin still stayed in what he had just said, with a dull expression, and stretched out his hand in a daze.

The man sighed and shook his head, grabbed his eyes and took out something from his trouser pocket and put it on her slender wrist.

"Return to the original owner."

Seeing the familiar necklace on his wrist, Ruan Zhiyin was full of thoughts, and finally understood something in a daze, but couldn't figure out the thread.

"This bracelet..."

Cheng Yuelin raised his eyebrows slightly and pulled the corners of his mouth, pretending to be a reprimand: "I was walking in a trance, which made me chase the thief two streets."

When the words fell, the man's throat slipped slightly, and he breathed a sigh of relief, warmly said: "No one else, from before to now, you have always been you."

Probably he is too stubborn.

People who try their best to reach, always reluctant to just let go.

Countless times when I was extremely tired, she seemed to hear her solemn, soft voice: "Cheng Yuelin, you clearly promised that I will try my best."

No one else is you, and only you.

Ruan Zhiyin couldn't help choking, the tip of his nose was sour, his eyes were reddish, and his squishy eyes were gleaming.

She didn't know how to describe this feeling, her heart seemed to be magically filled with soft cotton, soothing all the astringent emotions. My heart became appropriate, but couldn't control the soreness of eyes and nose.

Cheng Yuelin sighed helplessly, and his warm fingers brushed the tears in the corners of her eyes.

Pianye asked slowly: "Well, so what about you?"

Times have changed, so now you, are you willing to stay with me.

"Yeah." Ruan Zhiyin responded softly.

After a pause, he raised his eyes to meet him, and said seriously: "Cheng Yuelin, I want to fall in love with you."

She likes to have three meals a day with him in the villa, likes him to be with her all the time, and even likes his occasional arrogant quarrel with her with the tortoise feathers. Even without all of this, she wanted to, really wanted to be with him.

Cheng Yuelin's lips twitched lightly, and he raised his eyebrows sternly, expressing his appreciation: "That proves that you have a good vision."

The man returned to such a natural posture again, Ruan Zhiyin couldn't laugh or cry, but he didn't hate it.

When she met his joking eyes, she suddenly remembered the first time she saw him after returning to China.

It was at the bidding site of the Beicheng project, and Nguyen Thi unexpectedly won the project. Perhaps from the beginning, it was his calm maintenance.

Nguyen may be able to compete with several other companies, but if Lin Heng does his best, how can he not win the North City project?

It's not that she has never had doubts, but when he left the game, his words of tit-for-tat were clearly dispelling the last doubts in her heart.

He considered all her situation, but she never knew.

After a short pause, her voice became dull: "Why do you want to be so good to me?"

"It's not good to you, who should I be good to?" Cheng Yuelin squeezed her cheek, "Ruan Ting, I said, don't be scornful."

"As for me, I might love you more than you think."

Therefore, there is no need to burden me.

Ruan Zhiyin's eyes were slightly hot, he pursed his lower lip, and said in a low voice: "Cheng Yuelin, I want to... hug you."

Such blunt closeness still made her a little embarrassed.

The man raised his eyebrows and said slowly: "Have I said that you don't need to hesitate to act like a baby with me?"

Ruan Zhiyin shook his head gently.

Cheng Yuelin's deep gaze fell on her face, and he chuckled softly: "So now you know?"

In the next second, she was hugged into the man's generous embrace.

Cheng Yuelin's neatly-lined chin rests between her hair, and the refreshing and sharp pine wood scent lingers around him with the tip of his nose, and the faint mint smell is mixed in it, which makes people relax.

In a few moments, Ruan Zhiyin heard his deep voice——

"It's really a headache for me to act like a baby and I need to be taught."

The man's words reminded her of her roommate when she was studying abroad.

In the eyes of classmates, the other party always looks like a mature imperial sister, and is not an easy temper to admit defeat. But every time he got on his father's phone, he would naturally act like a baby with his father and surprise the people around him.

Ruan Zhiyin still remembered that when everyone ridiculed, the roommate answered naturally: "The mature girl has the right to behave like a baby with her father anytime and anywhere."

Probably only children who grew up in love can have the confidence to behave like their parents.

Ruan Zhiyin felt that perhaps she was also looking forward to having someone love her without reservation.

There was a moment of silence, and she just wanted to say something.

There was a sudden noise in the quiet living room.

"Goo"

The atmosphere was a bit awkward for a while.

The man let go of her helplessly, facing her undissipated smile, humming softly: "Ruan Ting, what are you laughing at?"

"I'm not afraid that something will happen to you. I followed for a long time. It's okay for you to run to the bar to provoke peach blossoms for me, eh?"

Following her all the way in the afternoon, Cheng Yuelin did not eat until now.

Thinking of the scene that had just ran into at the bar, felt a little bit more awkward.

He whispered in a clear voice, and said casually: "Why, that kid who doesn't have the same hair, what is there to look good? I really want to leave him a WeChat?"

The man stared at her with scorching eyes, his face tense, Mo Che's eyes seemed to be reluctant, and there were accusations in his words.

Somehow, Ruan Zhiyin was inexplicably reminded of the last conversation about black cats and white cats.

After a pause, she tugged at the corner of his clothes.

Then he stood on tiptoe and tried to kiss him on the cheek.

Cheng Yuelin's body became stiff, his Adam's apple slipped, and he dragged his tone and said, "Ruan Qibi, don't feel like you kiss me, this is over."

He hadn't forgotten that when the man stepped forward, Ruan Zhiyin stared at him for several times.

"A Lin."

The man lowered his eyes to look at her.

"You smile." Ruan Zhiyin then explained softly, "I just think his tiger teeth are very similar to you, but you always have a straight face and don't like to laugh at all."

Cheng Yuelin also has a small tiger tooth, which is very attractive when he laughs occasionally. But even when he was in high school, he was dragged like two to eighty thousand, and he rarely laughed.

"You look good when you smile."

Cheng Yuelin glanced down at her, paused for a while, and smiled generously at her.

Then, the man babbled lazily: "Why, blame me for being so good-looking and staring at you?"

Seeing her choking, she added calmly: "You want to take advantage of me, don't be so tactful, you have this privilege."

Ruan Zhiyin: "..."

She is no match for him in terms of facelessness and skinny.

After a sigh of relief, she changed the subject: "Aren't you hungry, would you like to go to the restaurant to eat something?"

"I'm so hungry now. Give me some biscuits you brought?" The man sat idle on the sofa in the living room.

Ruan Zhiyin then walked into the bedroom upstairs, took out two packs of biscuits from the suitcase, and handed them to him downstairs.

Cheng Yuelin tore open the package slowly, without taking a few bites, as if he was thinking of something, and raised his eyes to look at her: "Come here."

He pointed to the position beside him.

Ruan Zhiyin walked to his side and sat down, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The man glanced at her, and then said: "Hey, do you want to hold it now?"

Cheng Yuelin's eyes stopped on her hand.

Ruan Zhiyin suddenly realized that he didn't let him hold hands before he even hated him.

She screamed and stretched out her hand.

He smiled and held her with his fingers clasped together, and the paired wedding rings overlapped harmoniously.

In the next second, the man slowly took out his mobile phone, the camera turned to the two clasped hands, took a picture, and then posted it to Moments.

The text is: Red Heart.

Ruan Zhiyin finished reading dumbly, but had nothing to say.

Although he felt a little irritable about his operation, he was strangely confronted with his dog temper.

After a while, Qian Fan's likes and a few replies were added to the circle of friends.

Qian Fan: No one is better than you.

Ren Huai: He's so showy.

Weng Zishi: Good show.

Fu Chenyuan: Sao.

Ruan Zhiyin: "..."

Cheng Yuelin looked at her without changing his face, and then said casually: "Ruan Ting, are we together now?"

Ruan Zhiyin paused slightly and nodded.

"Then—" The man glanced at her, "How about you?"

Ruan Zhiyin: "?"

Obviously did not understand what he meant.

Cheng Yuelin smiled: "Why, isn't it because you are afraid of being seen by your so-called candidates?"

Ruan Zhiyin suddenly understood that he actually wanted to let himself learn from him and make a circle of friends. Not only that, but also another accusation against her bridegroom's alternative behavior.

She breathed a sigh of relief and explained: "No, after returning to Ruan's house, I didn't have much contact with Zhou Hongfei, and they were married."

The man looked at her with deep eyes, as if to say: Then what are you hesitating about?

This posture of interrogation seemed like she had some ulterior secret.

"I just think it's very embarrassing." She sighed, then paused and said, "And haven't you heard of it, Xiu Enai... not so good."

After speaking, he met a slightly dim sight.

Ruan Zhiyin hesitated for a while, then whispered: "But it should be done once...should it be fine?"

"Um."

Cheng Yuelin raised his eyebrows, neither salty nor indifferent.

Ruan Zhiyin: "..."

Reluctantly took out the phone.