Is it really that hard?

Ye Zhiqiu gently touched the red garnets with her fingers, in a trance.

The word "harassment" used by Han Minjing makes Ye Zhiqiu's nose sour. She doesn't like others to guess Huo Zhongxiao with the worst mind, especially the people around her. It's just that she can't change Han Minjing's mind.

Is it normal for divorced men to find divorced women? Is falling in love with a young girl a psychopath?

He didn't want to know more about it because the words "married" directly sentenced a person to death.

Such a good person, why should she suffer such disgrace because of her?

He should be a young talent nodded and praised by his elders. Just like in school, he will be admired by many girls standing in the stands, rather than humiliated by her family with all kinds of embarrassing words.

One morning, ye Zhiqiu shut herself in the room, as if she was angry with Han Minjing and sulking with herself.

At noon, Mrs. Tang knocked on the door and asked her to go downstairs for dinner.

Ye Zhiqiu walked to the door of the restaurant and saw Han Minjing sitting with her back to her. Her pace slowed down slightly, but she still walked around and sat opposite.

Perhaps because of the unhappy separation at the door in the morning, ye Zhiqiu felt that the atmosphere in the restaurant was a little depressed.

Han yongsong said to his granddaughter who had just sat down: "the weather is good today. Don't be stuffy in the house. Come out more and take a breath of fresh air."

Ye Zhiqiu said a few sweet words to the old man and coaxed him into smiling.

Han Minjing didn't speak from beginning to end, nor did she look at Ye Zhiqiu more. She ate her own meal.

Han yongsong wants a meal. Ye Zhiqiu takes the initiative to take over the bowl: "I'll go."

Ye Zhiqiu walked into the kitchen and just opened the lid of the electric rice cooker. Across a wall, he heard the voice of the grandfather in the restaurant asking, "your sister is out again?"

Han Jingqiu didn't eat at home.

Since ye Zhiqiu lived here, she seldom saw Han Jingqiu. She seemed to be away from home every day.

"Maybe something's wrong," Han Minjing said.

Han yongsong snorted softly, with a tone of hatred for iron and steel: "what can she do? Just toss around all day! She's still a 17-year-old girl."

"I think she's serious this time -"

"I've only known her for a few days. She doesn't have to think about it. Do people really want her?"

"That major Wei looks good," Ye Zhiqiu heard Han Minjing's voice, and the action of serving dinner slowed down subconsciously. "Last time I came home, I spoke and did things with a degree of hesitation. Jingqiu is impatient and needs such a stable person around."

"Even Zhong Xiao can't bear her like that. Who else is willing to live with her sincerely!"

Ye Zhiqiu came out with a job. The two people who were talking also ended the topic.

Just after dragging a chair to sit down, Han yongsong couldn't help sighing: "I see, Zhong Xiao is the best. They are divorced and come to visit me from time to time. In the final analysis, we are still sorry for others..."

Ye Zhiqiu bowed his head and smelled the speech, but his fingers holding chopsticks couldn't help but close them.

……

In the second half of the meal, ye Zhiqiu didn't eat the taste.

In the afternoon, she went back into her room and lay on her back on the bed, giving birth to the idea of "the world doesn't understand me".

Han Minjing said that Grandpa would not agree with her to marry a 30-year-old divorced man. Is that true?

Just now, she clearly heard grandpa praising him.

When he was sleepy, the mobile phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, ye Zhiqiu woke up instantly.

"Hello?" she sat up from the bed, her voice very soft and soft.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing. I was going to take a nap." Ye Zhiqiu pursed her lips, her eyes moved slightly, and asked tentatively, "what's up?"

"Yes."

Huo Zhongxiao paused. He said, "I'm at the side door on the west side of the courtyard. Can I come out?"

Because it was too sudden, ye Zhiqiu's face was confused, but the person had hurried out of bed, although she said, "are you kidding me? I won't believe it."

"Can you come out?" Huo Zhongxiao asked again.

Ye Zhiqiu heard that he was serious, but his heart beat faster and faster. He forgot what to ask, put on a cotton mop and said, "I'll go out right away."

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