Yang Yi made a bad laugh. Her lips were crooked and her bright eyes were smiling. It's so nice that he's back. She can't remember how long she hasn't laughed so happily.

At the red light, he reached out and held her hand, clasping her fingers. He said nothing, but Yang Yi understood what he was conveying. He was grateful that she could come back to him, and so was she.

Eye contact, Yang Yi's cheek hot, even some embarrassed. Wang Jiaze took her hand to his lips and kissed him, "open the cabinet in front of you."

Yang Yi pulls back his hand and opens the cabinet according to his words. There is a small black box inside. Yang Yi asked him, "for me?"

"Open it and have a look."

Yang Yi opens it and triangle lies quietly inside. Lost in a distant place, did not expect a circle, can return to her hand. Is it just like she and Wang Jiaze, even though they separated for so long, they finally found each other.

Yang Yi is playing with triangle, "how can gentleness come to your company to practice?"

"She's cousin Wen Qing."

Yang Yi suddenly realized. "Wen Qing is still working in your company?"

"It's a partner, to be exact. She owns a share of the technology company." Wang Jiaze thought of what like, turned his head and looked at her, "you can't think much, she has been my Secretary for six or seven years. If you want me and her to have something, it's already there."

Yang Yi smile slightly: "I don't look like a person who will think more?"

"It's not a question of whether it looks like it or not, it's a matter of having to make my position clear to you."

The left chest is warm. "I know, I Yang Yi is not a small bellied, random drink fly vinegar people."

"You can drink whatever you like." He said.

Yang Yi stares at him.

"That's how you love me."

"Bang." Although Yang Yi escaped disdainful voice, his face was still with a smile. Every cell in her body is waking up happily. For the first ten months, she pretended to be happy and made everyone think he was good. But she is very confused, no direction, think that life may only be like this. But now, it's all different.

"Jiaze, have you had a good time in the past ten months?" She couldn't help asking.

Wang Jiaze did not answer positively, but said, "it's all over."

After all, he didn't talk about his mood or any expression, but Yang Yi could guess. It's estimated that it's almost the same. It's OK to look outside, and the work is still upward. Only in the dead of night, when you are alone, take off your guard and take off the mask on your face, can you see your deep fatigue.

This time, Yang Yi extended his hand and held his hand. Wang Jiaze looked back at her and folded his palms.

He took her to their wedding room. It was decorated last year for marriage, but it was left vacant for more than a year. Like many of Wang Jiaze's real estate, cleaning companies come in every few days to clean the house, so the house is not only cleaned up, but also has no smell that can't live for a long time.

The wood floor is rubbed to shine. Yang Yi looks at the "wedding room" that they jointly participate in the decoration. The spacious living room, black and white leather sofa, sofa behind the wall is their huge wedding photos. At the seaside, they looked at each other face to face, smiling so sweetly. Behind them, the sea and the sky are connected, and they can no longer distinguish each other.

With a click, Yang Yi heard Wang Jiaze put the key on the tea table. Then, a warm body stuck to her and hugged her. He held her slender waist and let her lean against his arms.

"Do you come here often?" She asked.

"Occasionally."

"What are you doing here?"

"What else can be done," he said lightly, "sometimes just to sit down, sometimes to sleep in bed and watch TV until dawn."

In those days when she didn't know, he had a hard time.

He turned her around, bowed his head, sealed her lips, and kissed her wantonly. At the end of the kiss, Yang Yi's lips are numb.

"Yang Yi..." He murmured. Finally can hold her in the arms, so real rather than dream, this kind of joy and happiness is incomparable.

Yang Yi bent his lips and smile, "is there any clothes for us? Can I take a shower

"Take a bath?" His eyes lit up.

She blushed: "have you?"

"Of course, my aunt will take the clothes to wash and dry at intervals."

"What do you think I'll come back one day?"

Wang Jiaze did not answer. In other words, he didn't even think about their long-term separation. Yang Yi goes to take a bath first. When the hot water brushed her skin, her skin was still as white as milk, and it was still exquisite. Although some scars were blocked by roses and vines on her chest, you could still see it through close inspection.

When Yang Yi came out of the bath, Wang Jiaze had already washed in another bathroom. He was wearing pajamas, and his whole body was steaming hot. He looked at her with burning eyes and a smile on his lips. Yang Yi blushed a little. Wang Jiaze reached out to her.Yang Yi holds his big palm, he pulls her into the bedroom.

"The hair is still wet." Wang Jiaze touched her soft hair and took a towel to help her.

Yang Yi sat cross legged on the bed, looking at him smirk.

He couldn't help laughing: "why do you laugh like this?"

"Then why do you laugh?"

"If you smile, I want to laugh with you."

"Fool."

Wang Jiaze helped her dry her hair, and when he returned to the room, he pressed Yang Yi under his body.

He warmly kisses her lips, and the kiss winds down. Yang Yi seems to be rippling in a hot spring and is carried by him and flies to Qingyun.

They gasped softly. They looked at each other in the light of the orange bedside lamp, and he lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead. "I love you."

The strings of her heart trembled, and a stream of pain and joy poured into her eyes. "I love you, too." She offered to put on the red lips to stop his mouth. Their love has not been erased by time, they still love each other, so this time, they should master it well and do not separate again.

It's getting late. After two passions in succession, both of them were tired, but they didn't want to sleep. She squeezed into the arms of Wang's family and said, "in these ten months, is there a day when I hate my teeth itching?"

"And you? Do you regret it? "

She shook her head and drooped her eyes. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. But if I do it again, I'll make the same choice. "

Wang Jiaze reached out and rubbed the back of her head, "I know. Even if you still love me, the matter in front of you has not been solved, you can not open the shackles to come to me. So I'm responsible for getting you back. "