After the movie, she turned wild after marriage

Chapter 45

Du Sheng was not angry, and said again: "For the sake of you being my own sister, I will give you a [-]% discount."

Du Qian can now imagine Du Sheng lying on the bed out of breath from laughing and secretly covering his mouth.

"Du Sheng, how about taking a step back?" Du Qian suddenly said in a deep voice.

Lying on the bed, Du Sheng was out of breath from laughing and had a bad premonition in his heart, "What do you mean?"

Duqian's face was serious, as if she was announcing some important national event, she said: "I have more than 30 photos of you playing with muddy dogs with your bare butt when you were young, and an account with 8000 million fans. "

Now it was Du Sheng's turn to grit his teeth: "Du Qian! How dare you!"

Du Qian shook his head, "I guess I dare? I can send you to the hot search even if I delete it in seconds, believe it or not?"

It is impossible for Du Sheng to admit defeat, so he opened his mouth and said, "How about five hundred, otherwise I will post your letter to Yuemo on Weibo."

"Damn! Where did you come from, Du Sheng!?" Du Qianmei's eyes widened, sporadic flashes of anger flashed in her eyes, and she yelled into the phone.

"Take a step back, take a step back!" Du Sheng didn't answer this question either.

"Four hundred." Du Qian offered it all.

Du Sheng: "Four hundred and eight."

"one hundred."

"five hundred."

"Four hundred and five! Come on!"

"Barely... okay."

This is not a "maintenance fee" for the cat, it is clearly exchanging money for the black material in the other party's hands.

After hanging up the phone, Duqian transferred the ten-day money to Dusheng. After a while, she was still grinding her teeth with anger, and turned over on the bed. The depression in her heart was accumulating, and she sat up from the bed suddenly. Glancing at the blue sky and flowing clouds outside the window, he walked out.

The door of Yuemo's room was not closed, nor was the window closed. It should be for ventilation. The furnishings of the two rooms are similar. When Du Qian looked up, she saw Yuemo sitting on the hanging chair next to the desk reading a book, and her hands were still warm. A pot of tea is steaming.

The man was tall and slender, and the originally spacious space, when he sat there with his long legs crossed, suddenly became a little cramped.

Du Qian didn't really want to go in, so he just lay on the door frame, poking out a pair of smart eyes, with some obvious anger, "I'm asking you something."

Yue Mo had put down the book as early as when she was poking her head, and looked at her upon hearing this.

"It's just..." Du Qian didn't know how to speak when the words came to his lips.

She didn't see him during that time, thinking that he was really going to break up, so she wrote letters every day for Du Sheng to send.

Although Du Sheng loves to tease her, he is reliable. Even if he lied to her because of her emotions at that time, he would definitely tell her in the past few years.

If it wasn't for Du Sheng not giving it to him, it could only be Yue Mo...

But Yuemo is not that kind of person, he is not the kind of person who would share his girlfriend's letter with his good friends.

It doesn't matter whether he loves to show affection or show off, it's a matter of respect, he respects his significant other, that's why he won't take this kind of painstaking effort to joke with his friends.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Yue Mo became a little confused, "Did you just have a nightmare again?"

Du Qian bit her lower lip and said nothing.

Yue Mo smiled: "Let me guess, you look so angry because you dreamed that I cheated? With the person you hate the most? And then left you? Don't worry, these will never happen, Go back to sleep."

Where is this going?!

"No!" Du Qian eagerly denied.

The smile at the bottom of Yue Mo's eyes fell on her, and he faced the light so that there were some scattered stars in his pupils.

He said: "Miss Nadu, can you share with me why you are unhappy?"

"Du Sheng told me that he has a letter I wrote to you in his hand, is it true?" Du Qian said, his voice as thin as a fly.

Naturally, Yue Mo didn't hear clearly, the corners of his lips curved up, and he stretched out his hand to her: "I can't hear you, come here and talk to me."

Duqian took the wrong medicine after passing by.

"My brother said that he has the letter I wrote to you back then, is it true?" Du Qian's voice became louder, and his face was a little red.

A gust of wind came just in time to relieve some of the heat.

"Come here, I didn't hear you clearly." Yue Mo looked at her inquiringly and said.

Du Qian was angry: "You must have heard clearly! Are you joking haha! Are you really giving Du Sheng!"

"No." Yue Mo lowered her head and rubbed her eyebrows twice, but still smiled.

The little girl back then has finally grown up.

"Then why did he have it?" Du Qian pouted slightly, her tone softened.

Yue Mo's eyes narrowed, she tapped her fingers on the wooden table a few times, and said in a rather innocent tone: "Why would I give it to him? You'll believe him when he says it?"

sloppy.

Duqian wanted to scold someone a little bit.

He looked at Duqian's face that seemed to have suddenly realized and then gritted his teeth. He gave a low laugh, got up and walked to the side, took out a box from the drawer of the bedside table, and looked up at her: "I will take care of every letter you send me." Take it well."

Du Qian heard the sound and looked over, but didn't approach.

Yue Mo solemnly opened the box, and she saw from a distance that there were indeed many letters inside, each with a different villain painted on it.

She froze in place suddenly.

Yue Mo looked back at her and asked softly, "Want to see it?"

Du Qian didn't speak, just stared at the thing in his hand and stayed where he was.

She was in a state of confusion at the moment, and she couldn't tell what was intertwined with what, and she almost mobilized all her control to keep her tears from falling.

She wrote those letters, the thoughts of each letter, and the original intention of each stroke was to hand over to the person in front of her.

But at this moment, he and she are in front of each other, and those letters are in his hands.

After more than 1000 days and months, the first thing on her mind was--has the dream of the self she was looking forward to come true?
Yes.

That was the 22-year-old self, the self who was lying on the hospital bed watching the ginkgo leaves sprout and wither, the self who cried so hard that he couldn't help himself in the middle of the night.

In so many springs, summers, autumns and winters, time will never speed up for one person's waiting, it is the most ruthless, and it is also the most hurtful.

But she still waited.

Duqian held back tears, lowered her head and took a deep breath, raised her head, looked at him so seriously for the first time since the reunion, and said softly, "Thank you."

After she finished speaking, she pulled out a smile, took two steps back and turned back to her room.

Yue Mo looked at the place where she was standing, lost her mind for a moment, took the box in her hand back to the hanging chair and sat down again, put the box on the table, took out a letter from it, and opened it carefully.

Duqian doesn't like to follow the rules very much, and he doesn't like to write letters in a standard format.

The first sentence he saw was the first letter she wrote to him.

It said: "Yue Mo, don't be angry with me, I won't bother you to do the experiment next time, okay?"

There are also two villains drawn at the back, roughly expressing that the man is sitting on the table and writing, and the woman is watching with her head on her hands.

(End of this chapter)