Chapter 81： I called my husband to him, and in my heart...

Jiang Ning once thought about meeting again, Yan Yixie would hate her, would ignore her, and be indifferent to her, but he had never thought that he would grab her abruptly and go to the Netherlands to get a marriage certificate, and he would say Putting a wedding ring on her finger without saying a word would have already set the password of the door to her birthday.

Why did Yan Yixie set the password to her birthday, and what was her mood when she set it?

Is it out of habit? Or was it to warn him that he must not fall into her trap again? Or is it subconsciously hoping that one day, she can step into his door again?

Jiang Ning didn't know.

Jiang Ning only felt a little sour in his heart.

In the past three years, although she has been able to guess something about what Yan Yixie has experienced, what she has tossed and turned, and empathizes with her, she can't really empathize with her after all.

She finds these three years difficult. But he would only be more desperate and painful than her.

When Xiao Sun came out with his suitcase, he saw the door of Yan Shao's house opened wide. Jiang Ning stood at the hallway slightly lost. He couldn't help but reminded: "Miss Jiang."

Jiang Ning came back to his senses.

She smiled and took the luggage, and said, "Thanks for your hard work, you can just put it in the hallway for me, and I will pack the rest by myself."

Xiaosun heard his father say that Yan Yixie has a weird temperament and likes to live alone. Even if Jiang Ning didn’t say it, he wouldn’t dare to step into this door easily, so he smiled and gave Jiang Ning a box of luggage in the hallway. Place.

After Xiao Sun left, Jiang Ning began to arrange his own luggage.

With hope for a new life, she happily put her coffee cup on the dining table and her slippers next to Yan Yixie. Then he went into the study room and put the books he had brought neatly in the free space of the bookcase.

On the way back, Jiang Ning also bought a vase and some dried gypsophila. She inserted the gypsophila and put the vase on the coffee table.

The house was large and deserted. Originally it had only three colors of black, white and gray. At this time, when the flowers were placed, there was a little more life.

After all this is done, the next step is your own clothes.

Jiang Ning pushed aside the master bedroom first, leaned in and took a look.

The master bedroom is very large, and the bathroom and cloakroom inside are also very large. The decoration is more inclined to the hotel's marble design, with rows of tables lying on the glass display.

Now that Yan Yixie is not here, Jiang Ning feels that if he puts his own things in the master bedroom without authorization, it seems a bit too stinky and shameless.

And she doesn't know what Yan Yixie thinks. Now that he has no gap with himself, he enters the room directly, is he too anxious to get it done?

After a while, he thought he had other plans.

Thinking about this, Jiang Ning first moved his luggage to the room where he slept the night last time.

Although this room is not as big as the master bedroom, it has everything you need.

Jiang Ning took a bath, changed into a bathrobe, and rested for a while before humming and hanging his clothes in the cloakroom one by one in a very good mood.

At this moment the phone rang.

Jiang Ning wiped his hands, walked over, picked up the phone from the bed, and swiped to the right to pick it up.

"It's me." Yan Yixie's voice was as cold and low as before.

Jiang Ning chuckled while holding the phone, "I know."

Yan Yixie: "..."

Since the reunion, the two have hardly spoken in peace.

Mobile phone numbers were exchanged on the plane after marriage registration.

When I was young, I was talking on the phone every night. Yan Yixie read "Pride and Prejudice" to Jiang Ning. The young boy's clean voice was gentle and low, and the little snow swelled, and the whole world was quiet.

But now, it is the first call after three years. Several scenes flashed back in their minds, and they were silent for a while.

Yan Yi paused for a while, with a somewhat unnatural tone: "Are you hungry?"

Jiang Ning thought he was going to have something tonight, but wondered if he had any food. Thinking that he had to act as a considerate new wife just after getting married, he hurriedly said: "Don't worry about me, I have eaten."

Yan Yixie: "..."

Jiang Ning noticed that the mood had become weird over there, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Yan Yixie glanced at the restaurant that was about to arrive, frowned, turned the steering wheel, turned around, and said flatly: "I just called and said, I have something tonight, and I can't go back to eat."

Jiang Ning had known that he had something to do, and he was not surprised, so he decided to continue to be cunning and sensible, nodding his head pretentiously, "It's okay, you're busy."

Yan Yixie: "..."

I don't know if it was Jiang Ning's illusion. She felt that the air pressure on the phone was lower.

She thought about what went wrong, but didn't think about it for a while, so she said: "I'm packing things, it's almost done, and I will wait for you to come back tonight."

Yan Yixie's expression finally eased when he heard the phrase "I'm waiting for you".

It’s just a dinner, not finished.

The future is long.

Although Yan Yixie didn't know what Jiang Ning was thinking and what he was plotting this time, three years later, he finally heard her voice on the phone again and heard the phrase "I'm waiting for you" that he longed for countless times in his sleep. .

This moment of warmth made him addicted, like an antidote, so that he could be slightly relieved from the pain of the year.

He tilted his head and looked at the busy traffic outside. The setting sun was falling from the distant sky, and the warm orange afterglow was shining on his snow-white face.

He squeezed the steering wheel silently, watching the smoke and firework along the streets.

At this moment, he was a little bit self-deceiving to let go of those entanglements of the year, and wanted to try... risking the end of the disaster, believing Jiang Ning again.

...

When Yan Yixie came back, Jiang Ning really waited for him at home.

With the TV on, she fell asleep reclining on the sofa holding two documents.

She was wearing a navy blue long-sleeved pajamas, her exposed wrists and ankles were as white as goat's milk, her hair draped messily on her cheeks, and her slender eyelashes were tightly closed.

Yan Yixie stopped at the entrance, and the light fell from his tall back.

He looked over there.

For a moment, he thought it was a dream.

After an unknown period of time, he settled his mind, put down the car keys, and changed shoes at the entrance. He noticed that she had bought two more pairs of slippers, one for a couple, one gray and one pink, one large and one small.

He walked in and found that there were flowers in the corner of his home, and the pillows became more scattered than usual.

...It's more human.

Yan Yixie looked around at all of this, and couldn't help being lost for a moment.

Jiang Ning turned over on the sofa, and the blanket covering his waist fell down. Yan Yixie walked over, took away the materials in her hand, bent over to pick up the blanket, and put it on her again.

"Don't sleep here." He supported her neck with one hand, and lifted her knees with the other. Jiang Ning woke up with heavy eyelids as he was about to lift her up. She half-opened her eyes and gave him a dazed look.

In the past two days on the plane, Jiang Ning hasn't rested. At this time, he is really heavy and it is difficult to open his eyes.

She vaguely said: "You are back, I will go to my room to sleep."

With that, she subconsciously put her arms around Yan Yixie's neck.

The head of Yan Yi's gratitude was like an electric shock, and it itched from his neck to his back. He gritted his teeth and stared at her in his arms, his eyes darkened unconsciously, implying a dangerous aggressiveness.

He picked up Jiang Ning and strode towards the room.

Then I listened to Jiang Ning half-dreaming and half-awake: "Did you go wrong... here."

Jiang Ning dimly pointed to the room next to him.

Yan Yixie: "..."

Yan Yixie only turned her on her feet and sent her to the bed in the guest room.

After covering her with the quilt, Yan Yixie straightened up, only to find that everything Jiang Ning had said had been packed, and that he had packed all the things in this room.

Her clothes have been neatly hung in the closet, and things such as toothbrushes and facial cleanser have been happily placed in the small bathroom of the guest room.

Yan Yixie: "..."

What's the meaning? Calling her husband to him, and treating him as a roommate in his heart?