flame hunter

Zhao Nianen is bloated, but his dance steps are surprisingly smooth and brisk.Accompanied by the classic Viennese waltz by Johann Strauss, he circled the dance floor in a tacit harmony with his family, sometimes elegant and solemn and sometimes enthusiastic and unrestrained, attracting countless amazed eyes.

The cheerful dance music of the Viennese waltz and the superb dancing skills of the dancers made Jiahuan temporarily forget her troubles because of her concentration.

At the end of the song, Jiahuan smiled wryly, unable to tell whether she was heartless or in deep pain, subconsciously wanted to escape and forget.

Zhao Nianen proudly showed two gleaming teeth, and squinted his eyes: "I didn't expect that Miss Moy's ability to remain calm is so deep at such a young age, which is rare."

After hearing this, Jia Huan faltered, showing embarrassment, and Zhao Nianen was caught off guard and almost tripped.

What does he mean?Are you mocking yourself that even though you don't know Xiao Yinuo, you are still willing to marry him? ?He actually regarded his noble upbringing as cheap hypocrisy and a character without bottom line!

Jiahuan couldn't bear it anymore, and threw away Zhao Nianen's fat hand in disgust: "I'm sorry, I don't think as deeply as you do." After finishing speaking, he turned around and left the dance floor like a whirlwind.

The sudden change between the two protagonists was quickly caught by others and turned into interesting gossip.Except for the music, almost everyone stopped, looking in amazement at Jiahuan's disappearing figure as he left in a hurry.

Zhao Nianen shrugged his shoulders, pretended to smile awkwardly and said, "Maybe it's because my dancing skills are too bad, which annoyed Miss Moy." He explained humorously, and a few people around him laughed in agreement.

Thomas walked into the dance floor with a smile and handed Zhao Nianen a glass of champagne, motioning for everyone to continue.The two looked at each other meaningfully and walked towards the corner of the hall.

Zhao Nianen took a sip, and said in a helpless tone: "If Yinuo can be half as calm and sensible as Moy, I will be satisfied. After so many years, he is still naive and wants to find the little mute who saved him back then as his wife. No matter how much I persuade you, you won’t listen.”

Thomas's blue eyes flickered: "Moy's side is fine, but things are a bit hasty. I believe that as long as they get married, everything will be fine!" After finishing speaking, the two clinked glasses and put The champagne was drained in one gulp.

The dance was still going on, Jiahuan ran to the third floor and pushed open the bedroom door.

Katie was tidying up the room, when she heard the voice and turned her head, she was surprised to see Jiahuan standing at the door out of breath with a gloomy face.

"Get out." Jia Huan said coldly.

Katie bowed her head and answered "Yes", holding the long velvet duster, and left the bedroom under Jiahuan's sharp eyes.

The moment the door was closed, Jiahuan fell to the side of the bed with a "wow -" and tears welled up in her eyes, like the turbulent river in a dream.

She buried her entire face on the pale gold silk bed sheet, sniffling hysterically and indulgently, her long hair scattered around her round, snow-white arms.

How long, how long have you not burst into tears?How long has it been since I relive the helplessness and grief of being abandoned when I am awake? ?

Jia Huan pursed her lips, the bitter taste relentlessly stimulated her taste buds and spread on the tip of her tongue.She raised her head abruptly, her moist eyes covered her moist eyelashes, they were so sad and beautiful.

Outside the window, the moonlight was bright, and melodious and cheerful music could be faintly heard from the hall downstairs.The laughter of the guests was mixed in, so clear and innocent, much like Jiashan's proud look when he held up the sparrow he had shot down with a slingshot, held a waist knife, and held his head high to show off to himself.

Jia Huan raised his left hand and stroked back and forth on his right waist.Just under the expensive fabric of this evening dress, there is a dark red palm-sized serpentine mark hidden.

This birthmark, once praised by the French as a quiet and sexy birthmark, was a nightmare for the whole family ten years ago.

Ten years ago, Moy Jiahuan was still called Wu Jiahuan, her biological parents were still alive, and they were still worrying about the erythema on her waist.

The villagers said she was unknown, disgusted and despised her and her family.Just because of the quack doctor's "skin cancer", the parents knew the danger and still went to the small coal mine invested by the southerner, just to raise the considerable medical expenses as soon as possible.

On that day, the younger brother proudly held the sparrow in the air, and returned home beaming, smiling brightly like the first winter jasmine blooming in the sunshine at the end of winter:

"Sister~ I saw a pheasant just now, I will definitely call back next time to make up for you—"

"Jiashan! Jiahuan—" Uncle Wang at the end of the village rushed into the yard leaning on a cane, interrupting Jiashan's words.

The smile still froze on their faces. The siblings had never seen Uncle Wang running so fast with a limp on one leg, and even more unexpected that the eloquent man could say such a broken sentence:

"It's terrible, there's a landslide, the mine has collapsed...Your parents are still in the mine—you haven't come up..."

"Father, mother—"

Jia Huan bent over the bed, just like when she was shocked by the bad news eight years ago, she burst into tears again.

These two titles that made her feel painful, desolate and helpless have been hidden in her heart for eight years.It was a wound she had kept in the dust for a long time, and she couldn't even bear to touch it.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a sudden knock on the door. "Dang-dang-dang"

The voice was calm, cold and even a little numb, but it successfully and quickly brought Jia Huan back to reality from the sadness of memories.

Her heart trembled, Si Boning?No.Jia Huan shook her head secretly, this is not the usual rhythm of the two of them.Could it be Katie again?

Jiahuan raised her head, and wiped away the remaining tears in the corners of her eyes with the numb back of her hand.

"Please come in."

As soon as I opened my mouth, I realized that my voice had already become hoarse due to the wail just now, and it was almost inaudible.

The door opened in response, and Jiahuan frowned unconsciously, she was sure that no one standing outside could hear her voice.who is it?It was so impolite, even a little reckless.

Jia Huan stood up slowly, watching the door being pushed open at the same slow speed, calmly.That arm was all too familiar, her heart beat faster, and Si Boning's name almost came out of her mouth, but her voice was stopped when she saw Zhao Nianen's well-dressed, gentle and kind smile.

"It's you?" The ending sound rose, drawing dissatisfied curves in the air.

Jiahuan made no secret of her attitude.She has always hated being misunderstood, since she was already unhappy before, why bother to pretend to be welcome.

Zhao Nianen smiled indifferently when he heard the extremely mocking sound.He turned sideways and nodded politely to Si Boning, only to look at Jiahuan again when Si Boning left.

"Moy, maybe what I said just now was a little vague, I'm sorry for making you misunderstand."

Zhao Nianen's voice is very magnetic, with a kind of hoarseness unique to middle-aged people. He said a simple sentence with restraint and sincerity.

Jia Huan was noncommittal, her heart had already been captured and taken away by Si Boning's back as he left indifferently, and all she could think about was Si Boning.

How could he be so calm, as if nothing had happened, didn't he hear what Thomas said just now? !Didn't he know that he was going to be married next week, to a man he had never met? !Was he not worried at all, not jealous, not angry? !

"I appreciate your noble self-cultivation and magnanimity very much. Of course, you also have reasons to be angry. I understand your reaction very well. After all, my nephew today—"

"That's enough, I don't want to talk about it." Jiahuan finally came to his senses, and interrupted Zhao Nianen's lobbying straightforwardly.What sorry, what understanding!The extravagant praise and flattery this time is nothing more than wanting to put on a wedding dress willingly in a week's time.

In fact, he didn't have to do this. Since Thomas dared to do this, he was naturally confident.Zhao Nianen was still too cautious and didn't know himself too well.

Jia Huan seems to be reserved and self-cultivated, but she is also extremely willful, and even a little vengeful.But at the same time, she is also the kind of person who never forgets the kindness of a drop of water and will repay it with a spring.

During the eight years that writer Thomas liked his adoptive father, he treated her very well, pampered and even pampered her.Jia Huan dare not say that this unrelated pet is "love", but it is undeniable that everything Thomas has given is a great kindness.Without Thomas, she is just a worthless orphan, unable to control life and death, with no one to depend on.

It was Thomas who gave her the warmth of home and brought her back to life, and better than anyone else.Not to mention asking her to marry a stranger, even if Thomas asked her to die, Jiahuan would not say "no".

"What dad said is what I will do. I will follow his arrangement and marry Xiao Yinuo as promised. So, you can rest assured."

No matter how unwilling she was, Jia Huan still gritted her teeth and said these words.She doesn't like to procrastinate, since there is no second choice, why not make a quick end.

Zhao Nian'en didn't seem to expect Jia Huan to be so straightforward, he was slightly surprised, and instantly regained his gentlemanly smiling expression.Zhao Nianen nodded: "Young people are awesome! Then, Mr. Zhao will not bother you, goodbye."

Seeing Zhao Nianen turn around and walk out of the bedroom, Jiahuan couldn't help but wryly smiled.He is self-aware, like a man of love.It's just that he doesn't know whether his shameful nephew "Xiao Yinuo" is disabled or stupid. If not, which wealthy businessman would be so eager to marry a grassroots adopted daughter with a famous title as his wife and daughter-in-law? !

Since you can't hide, you get married when you get married, but it's just "married".They don't want to get more from themselves!

Jia Huan lay on the bed exhausted, the person she loved was Si Boning, as long as he remained the same, she would never give up her love for him no matter what.Thinking of this, Jia Huan suddenly opened her eyes wide, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.

Could it be?Si Baining's silence is indifferent, is it because he is angry at himself for not fighting? !Could it be that he was too calm just now, so that Si Boning misunderstood?

definitely is!He must have thought that his frivolity was all right, that he wanted to take this opportunity to leave Sherlock.After all, both of them have burdened too much, and imagined more than once that they can live a free and unrestrained life in the future.

No!He can't think of himself like that!Jia Huan clenched her fists and twisted the bed sheet into a ball, the folds shining with silky luster spread radially around.She pushed her arms hard, and sat up from the bed with a "teng".

no!Be sure to explain.