A silent "ghost" glanced at her fingers on his wrist. They were slender and soft, whiter than paper, and the nails were a very healthy pink-white.
Even the fingers look cute.
Zhou Ji took the initiative to hold her hand, which was a little cold. He said, "Okay, I'll take you out for a walk."
Jiang Yue was a little scared now, so she didn't break away from his hand, letting him hold her, and then followed him slowly.
She walked slowly, her legs were not as long as his, and her steps were small.
The man seemed to have noticed something, and gradually slowed down his pace. When he walked to the sunny yard, Jiang Yue was not as scared as before.
So he broke away from Zhou Ji's hand without hesitation.
The man didn't seem to mind. He turned his face sideways, and the golden light seemed to kiss the man's tall nose. He pursed his thin lips slightly and asked, "What wish did you just make to the gods?"
Jiang Yue didn't hide it from him, "I hope your mother will get well soon."
After saying that, her eyes became strange again, and she looked at him in confusion: "Didn't you ask me to accompany you today to ask for more peace?"
Zhou Ji was stunned for a few seconds, but she was always so sincere.
It seems that it is a very simple thing for her to express her sincerity, but this sincerity never seems to fall on him.
Zhou Ji looked at her face, suddenly a little absent-minded, wondering when she would be willing to give up a little bit of her love to him.
After coming back to his senses, the man hummed: "But you can make several wishes in front of the Buddha." He looked at her, his eyes like a calm lake, deep and dark, seeming to be testing, but his light tone was not It is too easy to hear that he is testing: "What about yourself? Don't you have any other wishes?"
The breeze ruffled the girl's dark hair.
Like silk threads that look soft but are tough.
The long hair like splashes of ink slowly fell down her back, and the hairpin held up a small part of her hair, letting it hang down, quietly and gracefully.
She stood under the tree Yingying, obedient and quiet.
After a while, she said: "Yes."
Zhou Ji raised his hand to brush away the leaves that had fallen on her black hair. Her long fingers had distinct joints. She casually felt a little calmer and carefree, and slowly helped her tidy up the broken hair on her forehead.
"What is it?"
"If you tell me, will you help me make it happen?"
The man was very tall, so she had to look up to talk to him in order to see his face clearly.
Handsome eyebrows and a jade-like temperament.
There is a bit of natural nobility in the calm and awe-inspiring manner, as if there is a cold sense of alienation that isolates everything else.
The well-fitting black suit made him look more solemn, yet extremely eye-catching.
The way he looks when he is silent is also very beautiful.
Jiang Yue raised her neck and stared at him for a while, feeling that she didn't want to move her eyes away for the time being. Well, maybe it was because his appearance of a gentle scum in a suit and tie was too alluring.
It is forgivable that she fell into a beauty trap for a while.
When Jiang Yue realized that something was wrong with him, he subconsciously took two steps back. Before he could gain a firm footing, he was forced to pounce towards him.
The arms around her waist were strong and strong.
The man circled her, and with a little force, he brought her into his arms.
Zhou Ji could tolerate her dodge once, but he didn't want to watch her treat him like a scourge to escape for the second time.
He lowered his head, his breath warm as he spoke, and said word by word: "I will try my best."
Jiang Yue thought for a long time and realized that Zhou Ji was not very deceitful. He was barely a gentleman who kept his word. She looked into his eyes and said, "I want to go home."
Four words.
It's neither light nor heavy to lift.
Simple, but like a huge stone, coiled in his chest.
Heavy and slowly, the organs in the chest were emptied, and the stomach was filled with blood.
Zhou Ji knew exactly what her words meant, and the fingers pressing on her waist couldn't help but tighten a little harder, tightening around her.
After a while, he said, "I know."
A few times, Zhou Ji actually heard her murmurings. She curled up insecurely and clutched the quilt tightly. Tears fell unconsciously on her face, and she muttered her words in a pitiful voice. mother, and other family members.
…
The air in the mountains seems to be better.
The further you go, the more pilgrims there are.
Gradually they moved away from the secluded hall just now.
The temple was full of incense, and some people saw the black Cayenne parked behind the mountain gate, and couldn't help but murmur that rich people were more superstitious than them.
On weekdays, it is not uncommon for people to come to pray to gods and worship Buddha.
The host sent the two of them out. Zhou Ji treated him politely and distantly, exchanged a few brief greetings, and sent them away.
When he and Jiang Yue walked together, it was hard not to attract other people's attention.
Today is the weekend again, and many young people came to the temple.
There were many young girls who recognized Jiang Yue, and some were too timid to come forward. Even the brave ones, when they tried to step forward to ask for autographs and take photos, saw the man next to her, they gradually retreated. , dare not move rashly.
The aura of a man is really too strong. Even if he has no expression, the invisible pressure makes people feel panicked.
The number of peeking glances gradually increased.
There were also a few more passers-by taking secret photos with their mobile phones.
He was only stopped by the sharp-eyed and cold-faced bodyguard in black.
Even so, there will still be fish that slip through the net.
The yellow sunshine reflects the mottled tree shadows, and the diamond-shaped light spots evenly shine on the woman wearing a cheongsam, adding a touch of moving spring scenery.
The stern man beside her also has an appearance that matches her.
It looks like it came out of a painting.
Especially the arms around her waist were full of a man's possessiveness.
Passers-by couldn't help but share the rare scenes online, and the photos taken casually were extremely atmospheric - [The real person has such a good temperament. 】
Fans came after hearing the news.
"A lot of people met their wives by chance today."
"So are they really going to ask Buddha if he can leave?"
"Don't ask, just ask. I can handle anything, but I can't handle stupid love brains."
"And all I saw was the domineering president and his sickly little wife."
"Then it's different for me. I saw the Buddhist disciples in Beijing and the beauties in cheongsam."
"You are upstairs..."
"Wow, I'm here. I just wanted to come and pay my respects to the God of Wealth today. I can only say that these two people are really perfect for each other. They both have very good temperaments. Jiang Yue is super white. I feel like she is shining in my eyes. She My husband is also very noble in his behavior. In particular, it is good to be a rich man. They all came up through another door. The car drove directly in. They didn’t have to climb the stairs and queue up like us. .”
"I also saw the black cayenne behind the door below Wenling Hall, and there are bodyguards in the dark."
"Let me correct you, it's your ex-husband."
"Fake a divorce. I don't believe in divorce in this state."
Fans are naturally envious of the passers-by they meet by chance, but they also have to admit that these photos really look like what they are.
No matter how you look at it, they look like a match made in heaven.
You can't pretend to be noble. The two of them have the same cold and noble air.
Jiang Yue herself didn't know that she had been suspected of having a fake divorce with Zhou Ji. Zhou Ji hung a peace charm on a tall tree in front of the mountain, and then the two of them went down the mountain.
The car is parked in the back hill.
When I was leaving, I met a Taoist priest who was telling fortunes at a stall in the back mountain.
He claims that Kanyu is proficient in all aspects of divination.
The Taoist priest looked at her with a smile, and then at the man beside her. He was silent for a moment, couldn't help but clicked his tongue, and only left a few inexplicable words: "The relationship between you two is too shallow."
Zhou Ji opened the car door and let her get in the car first.
He ignored it, but the Taoist priest behind him said as if nothing had happened: "You are too obsessed with it. You force everything to come, and the result may not be satisfactory."
The man got into the car with a cold and indifferent face expressionlessly.
The door closed with a bang, followed by the crisp sound of the lock locking.
