Getting married by mistake: the embarrassing wife of the cold-faced president

Chapter 179 Love Gambling 1
I can't sleep at night.

Cheng Yiming didn't fall asleep either. I got up in the middle of the night to drink water. I saw Cheng Yiming lying on the balcony railing, looking up at the waning night, smoking one mouthful at a time. Those firelights that suddenly rose into the sky reflected his expression. dignified face.

What was Cheng Yiming thinking?
I wanted to know what he was thinking, but I didn't have the courage to ask.

I'm pretty self-aware, knowing that I have poor self-control.I was afraid that Cheng Yiming and I would face each other. I couldn't restrain myself, and the devil would come from my heart again, and I would love him so much that I couldn't extricate myself from it.

It's all to blame for Cheng Yiming, who has an overly handsome face.

Because of this handsome face, the first time I saw Cheng Yiming, I became greedy for Cheng Yiming, wanting to get his person, his heart.That kind of feeling is like being in the vast crowd, not one step too early, not one step too late, just meeting the person who has been waiting for.It can also be said that Cheng Yiming is like a poison to me, which is deeply infused into my blood, making me unable to extricate myself.

But what if you can't call yourself?
I love Cheng Yiming, but Cheng Yiming doesn't love me.

From beginning to end, I was the only one who performed this so-called "love" one-man show.Also from beginning to end, I was stupidly deceiving myself.

I don't want to go on like this.

Really don't want to!

The next day, I went to the magazine to ask for leave for a month.I was worried that the editor-in-chief would not approve it, so I lied to him and said: "I am pregnant, and the doctor said that the fetus is unstable, and I need to stay in bed for more rest, and I can't use the computer for a long time, which is not good for the child."

The editor-in-chief actually believed it: "Su Lala, then you should take a good rest, children are important after all."

Because of my guilty conscience, I didn't dare to look at him, and said in a low voice: "Thank you boss." If the editor-in-chief knew that I was not pregnant but went to Lijiang, would he be angry and fire me?
But I can't care about that much anymore.

Anyway, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain.Even if the editor-in-chief fires me, I won’t be hungry. At worst, I’ll follow Jiang Jiawei’s example and stay at home as an internet writer, or I can use the 100 million that Lafayette gave me to open a coffee shop or something.

Yes, I'm going to Lijiang.

Didn't it say that Lijiang is the city of Yan/Yu, I'm going to find Yan/Yu.

Others say that tourism is a state of mind, as if it is a close relationship with nature and cultivates sentiment.I didn't feel this, probably because I didn't have any kind of mood or artistic conception.Sometimes, I even feel that wandering from one city to another, with a heart, some are just tired and unbearable.

But why go wandering?

Sanmao's song is singing: Don't ask me where I come from, my hometown is far away.Why wander, wander far away?For the birds flying in the sky, for the light streams in the mountains, for the broad grasslands, wandering far away.Also, for the olive tree in the dream.

In life, there is always too much melancholy and helplessness.

When I got home, I packed a few clothes and set off immediately.

Because I didn't have a plane ticket, I took the train to Lijiang, and it was almost early morning when I arrived in Lijiang.

The sky does not know when it began to rain lightly, tick tick, endlessly.At this time, it was the rainy season, and under the dim street lamps, one could vaguely see a faint mist all over the street, and the eyes were full of mist and mist. In the air, there was a burst of moist fragrance of flowers and plants.

There was a light drizzle floating in the air. Looking from a distance, the eyes were full of smoke and rain. There was a deep chill in the air, and the biting wind swept across the face like a knife.

I shrank back, feeling cold.

At the exit of the railway station, there was a crowd of people, and many people outside held up signs, many of which advertised: Lijiang XX Hotel welcomes you, Lijiang XX Hotel welcomes you, Lijiang XX Guest House welcomes you .

Those advertisements are varied and numerous.

I stretched my neck, narrowed my eyes, and looked carefully, thinking, where should I live?Next to me, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared, looking smart and capable. He enthusiastically sent me a business card and asked me courteously, "Beauty, alone? Do you have a place to live?"

I honestly replied: "No."

The middle-aged man was even more enthusiastic, and he followed me, with his long tongue rolling and eloquent, and he lobbied diligently: "Beauty, you can stay at our inn, and I will give you a [-]% discount, which is cheap enough. It is clean enough and the environment is good, I guarantee you will be satisfied.”

I asked: "Is the inn in the ancient city?"
The middle-aged man smiled: "Of course our inn is in the ancient city."

I asked again: "Is there a separate bathroom in the hotel room?"

The middle-aged man said: "The room in our inn has a private bathroom, and it is equipped with a water heater, so you can take a shower anytime, anywhere."

I didn't doubt anything else, so I believed his words.

I followed this strange man.In the white van in the parking lot, there were already a few people who were waiting impatiently. They were also out-of-towners who had just got off the train. The sweet talk of the middle-aged man got into the van.

The middle-aged man said that the car would take them to the inn.

Someone was dubious and asked, "Could it be that you lied to us?"

In addition, someone comforted Ah Q's self: "No way?"

The driver was a middle-aged woman with short hair. She said, "We won't lie to you. Don't worry. We are so brave that we dare not lie to the emperor."

Someone muttered: "It's hard to say, in today's world."

Someone was in a good mood and actually joked: "How much is it worth if we sell it?"

Some people were in a better mood than him, and said humorously: "It's worth it, we are all fat and big ears. To make pork buns with human meat, one person can make many cages and sell them for a lot of money."

An elder sister next to me looked at me sideways, and said, "This girl is thin, she doesn't have much flesh on her body, but she is fresh, young, and the most valuable. She doesn't need to be a pork bun, but a bun seller." PR/Miss, guarantee business is booming."

Everyone laughed.

I also laugh.

It's a blessing, not a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided.Since it has come, let it be safe.

Leave it alone.

The van just drove out, and because I was tired and sleepy, I fell asleep unconsciously after a while.In my dream, I saw Cheng Yiming. It was March, the season when peach blossoms were in full bloom, and the mountains and mountains were full of peach blossoms. I ran to see the peach blossoms alone.Among the delicate and gorgeous peach blossoms, I suddenly saw Cheng Yiming's face standing among the flowers.

Ah, the peach blossoms on the human face are red.

Surprised and surprised, I stared blankly at him.

Then, Ding Nuomin appeared, pulled Cheng Yiming, turned to me and said: "Surala, I'm pregnant, and the child belongs to brother Ming. I don't want my child to grow up in an unhealthy home! Su Lala , I beg you, my lord has a lot, so I can fulfill our family of three."

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(End of this chapter)