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Man slender fingers gently raised the woman's small chin, saw the crystal in her eyes.

Junyi's face was stagnant, and the light in his black eyes was softer. He asked with a voice line that was extremely soft and even afraid to frighten Pei Qingcheng: "why do you cry? Is it because of me? "

Pei Qingcheng didn't know how to answer, and tears began to flow down.

The man's thumb gently wiped the tears on Pei Qingcheng's face. Pei Qingcheng even felt his fingerprints sliding on his face, as if forming a brand mark, staying in her heart.

"Why?" Pei Qingcheng lowered his head and murmured: "why do you know Yin Han is not dead, but you didn't tell me? And let me hurt you again and again? "

"I'm not sure if he'll wake up. Sometimes when a person's heart is full of hate, he will live stronger." Ye is tired, like a sigh, in Pei Qingcheng's heart, there is not a deep trace.

Anyway, ye tired's starting point is to consider for her.

So he would rather she hated him than hope for the unknown.

Looking at the red scar on the man's chest, the heart seems to be densely covered with small blisters, the pain dare not heartbeat.

She turned away from her head.

Ye tired goes into the cloakroom to change his clothes. When he comes out, he has already put it on. His light blue tight high collar cotton sweater completely sets off his perfect figure.

Only when she takes off her clothes, Pei Qingcheng will realize that she has turned such a perfect man into an imperfect one.

Coincidentally, her long mohair sweater is also light blue, which just matches him into a couple's clothes.

See Pei Qingcheng look at his clothes daze, ye tired aware of what, immediately said: "I go to change the clothes."

"No, no more." Pei Qingcheng pulls Ye tired sleeve: "don't need special change, just by chance."

There is a little shyness in the woman's soft eyes, which makes Ye tired of the impulse to hold her in his arms. His fingers touch her soft curly hair, but he stops at her temples.

Yin Han's words yesterday flashed through my mind.

They are very close. Even if they haven't seen each other for three years, they are still very close, and even they have been sleeping together.

Pei Qingcheng in the final analysis does not belong to him, even if that person has become a handful of ashes, even if that person may be another person, Pei Qingcheng loves her.

Hand gently down, the man's lips across a faint smile. Are you and Yin Han OK

Unexpectedly, ye tired suddenly mentions Yin Han. Pei Qingcheng raises his head and talks about the broken hair on the temples to the back of his ear. He smiles: "it's OK."

These two words are OK. They may contain many meanings.

Ye is tired of looking at her and doesn't ask.

At this time, someone was knocking at the door. It was housekeeper Hu's voice: "young master, young lady, have you finished your bath? Madam, please go down to the restaurant for new year's Eve dinner. "

"Good." Ye answers wearily and goes out of the room.

Pei Qingcheng also followed him out of the room.

The restaurant downstairs exudes a mixture of flavors, and the food on the table is very rich.

Old lady Ye patted her position around her and said to Pei Qingcheng with a smile, "come on, my granddaughter-in-law, you sit by my side."

Pei Qingcheng sits down, and ye sits beside him.

It was still snowing outside, the soft light inside the red lantern was shining white snow, but the inside was warm.

Pei Qingcheng has not had such a full of family Spring Festival for two years.

Since Yin Han's death, there have been a series of accidents at home. She has not been in a good mood for the Spring Festival in the past two years.

Mrs. ye took a piece of buttered chicken and put it in Pei Qingcheng's dish: "have a taste. I made this buttered chicken."

"This is my aunt's specialty." Shen Yao also took over.

Pei Qingcheng tasted it. The chicken skin was crisp and tender. The chicken was soft but elastic. It was delicious without dipping in seasoning.

Pei Qingcheng nodded: "it's delicious."

"Eat more if you like." The fine lines around the corner of Ye's eyes are more kind and kind under the light.

Everything in the house suddenly makes Pei Qingcheng feel happy and warm in a trance. She has not felt this kind of feeling for a long time.

These days, her appetite is not good, but Mrs. Ye's butter chicken is very suitable for his appetite, and ate several pieces in a row.

The man sitting next to her was only interested in the cold and crisp ear in front of him. He and Mr. Ye opened a bottle of wine, drank the wine and ate the cold and crisp ear in front of him.

The way a man eats, it seems to be a picture that makes people happy. Occasionally, his eyes will float to Pei Qingcheng's body, but he quickly moves away.

Pei Qingcheng has a big appetite. It's rare to have such a good appetite these days.

The dinner of Ye's family is rather homely. Pei Qingcheng, a small yellow croaker, likes it very much. Even the fish head is fried crispy, and the dregs are dropped after a bite.The girl was so engrossed in eating that she took a bite and her eyebrows were stretched out.

Ye is tired of not eating much. He occasionally touches a glass with Mr. Ye, but when Pei Qingcheng's dishes have just been finished, he will inadvertently add them for her.

Shen Yao likes to talk, and the atmosphere on the table is warm and relaxed. Unconsciously accompany Qingcheng even forgot some of her troubles.

When Shen Yao and ye's old lady are coquettish, everyone smiles, and Pei Qingcheng squints.

At this time, Pei Qingcheng pocket mobile phone rings, she took out to have a look, it is Yin Han calling.

It seems that Pei Qingcheng was floating in the sky just now. After seeing Yin Han's phone call, he was suddenly pulled to the world.

She quickly held the phone in her hand, stood up and said to them, "I'm sorry, I'm going out to pick up a call."

Then he hurried out of the restaurant and stood in the empty hall of Ye's house. Pei Qingcheng answered the phone. Yin Han's voice came from the microphone: "Hi, Qingcheng, do you miss me?"

"I'm eating now. Have you eaten yet?" Pei Qingcheng ignored his question.

"I'm just about to start. The food in this hotel is very good, but I still think there is something missing." Yin Lue Li's voice of regret.

"What's missing?" Pei Qingcheng asked.

"Without you!" Yin Han chuckles with a little frivolity.

This is also Pei Qingcheng is not familiar with, his words Pei Qingcheng do not know how to connect.

"Eat well, then."

"Qingcheng, are you going to hang up? You don't want to tell me. " Yin Han's voice is full of grievances and coquetry.

Pei Qingcheng is helpless. "How did you lie down for three years and become a child?"

"I want you to spoil me

"Good." Pei Qingcheng can only coax her with good words: "have a good Spring Festival with the staff, we'll see you tomorrow."

"All right, then." Yin Han's reluctant voice.

Pei Qingcheng said goodbye and was about to hang up, but Yin Han called her name in the phone: "Qingcheng, kiss me."

"Well?" Pei Qingcheng held the phone and froze.

"Kiss me. It's loud."

"Childish." She bit her lips. She unconsciously looks back at Lin tired, who is sitting with her back to her in the dining room. She looks at his straight back and the back of his black hair.

"Qingcheng, did you hear what I told you just now?"

"That's it. No more." Pei Qingcheng hung up the phone in a hurry.

Yin Han has never been so numb before, and they have never shown their love on the phone. After three years, they always feel that Yin Han has changed. Pei Qingcheng always has some strangeness.

She had just put the phone in her pocket, just a few steps to the restaurant, and the phone rang again.

Take it out, or Yin Han called.

Helpless to connect, Yin Han with a slightly angry voice in the phone ring: "Qingcheng, I haven't said goodbye, why do you hang up my phone?"

"I didn't hang up, I just felt like we should finish."

"That's all, but you haven't agreed to my request."

"Did you drink too much?" Pei Qingcheng micro frown: "you just wake up soon, can't drink too much wine."

"If you're afraid that I'm drunk, kiss me on the phone, and make it loud. Otherwise, if you don't agree to my demands, I'll have to drink to relieve my worries." Yin Han threatened her.

However, this phone call has been quite a long time. Ye's family are waiting for her to have dinner together. They can't wait too long.

Pei Qingcheng gave the phone a kiss to her lips. Her voice was very low, and Yin Han was obviously dissatisfied. Some rascals called out, "no, no, it's too low. Let's make it louder!"

"Yin Han!" Pei Qingcheng is embarrassed to call a light, before Yin Han never let her feel embarrassed.

"Qingcheng, don't you love me anymore?" Yin Han seems to be a little tipsy, playing Lai Lai Lai on the phone.

The whole family is waiting for her to have dinner, but Yin Han doesn't give up if she doesn't want to do it. Pei Qingcheng has to put the phone close to his lips, and the voice is a little louder.

Just at this moment, Ye is tired of standing up from his seat and goes to the wine cabinet in the living room.

He and Mr. Ye have finished a bottle of wine and are going to get the second one.

Pei Qingcheng just stood beside the drunkard, so he heard her "chirp" just now.

He didn't hear the part in front of him. He just heard her voice, which looked like a flirt.

Almost without pause, ye tired opens the door of the wine cabinet, takes out the wine he wants, and brushes past Pei Qingcheng.

I can't see any change in Lin's expression, but Pei Qingcheng is extremely embarrassed.

Yin Han at the other end said to her: "Qingcheng, let's have a video. I want to see you.""You're drunk." Pei Qingcheng told him briefly and then hung up.

She came back to the restaurant with the phone in hand, and people were waiting for her to eat together.

She sat down a little embarrassed: "you eat your food, don't wait for me."

"New Year's Eve dinner, of course, should be eaten by the whole family." Ye's old lady looked at her with a smile. Suddenly she reached out and touched Pei Qingcheng's peach blossom pink face: "how can you be so red? Is it hot? "

"Not hot." Pei Qingcheng picks up the dish and puts it into his mouth to chew. The rest of the light sees Ye tired pouring wine. The ring on his ring finger is their wedding ring.

Today, on New Year's Eve, except for the old lady, everyone drank some wine. Shen Yaoyao held up his glass and asked Pei Qingcheng, "Qingcheng, do you want to have some?"

"No more." Pei Qingcheng repeatedly waved: "I don't drink today."

"But, new year's Eve!" Shen Yao drank two cups. Her cheek was red, and she put the glass on her cheek. The deep red liquid reflected her cheek, which made her look more delicate and beautiful: "besides, I heard that you can also drink a few cups."

"Isn't it enough to drink with so many people?" Ye tired slowly open his mouth, glanced at Shen far away, the tone is steady: "still want to drag people into the water."

"Tut Tut, brother, you are really." Shen Yao drank a cup from himself, and said with a smile: "it's too much to protect my wife. I can't bear to let her drink a glass of wine."

"Alcohol can't be forced." Ye tired light said, a bowl of water shield shrimp soup will be pushed to Pei Qingcheng in front of: "try this soup."

Pei Qingcheng had a good meal, and the dishes on the table were very suitable for her. But when the shrimp soup with rich seafood flavor was put in front of her, the taste immediately made her stomach churn.

She endured again and again, and finally couldn't help it. She didn't have time to say a word of apology, so she covered her mouth and stood up and rushed out of the restaurant.

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