A Different Husband Every Day

How long does Xia Ran want to be? Isn't it just six or seven years, she has been able to finish the story in less than a day for the past ten years: "You speak, I want to hear, I want to understand your past."

There is no way to ask Ji Yu and the others about these things, because they are not with them every day, especially after they get married, and they don’t even know their daily routines. Since Ji Yu believed in Rong Fan’s character, she listened. One listen.

"The first time I saw you was at your coming-of-age ceremony..."

Eighteen-year-old Xia Ran, who is studying in college, is still the jewel held by her parents. Xia Jin has only Xia Ran as an only daughter. She devotes all her love to her. Her adult ceremony is lively and grand, and she entertains all the celebrities of the upper class. , Both in business and politics are gathered together.

That day, there were a lot of celebrities, but all of them were her foil. Rong Fan still remembers her opening solo dance at the dinner party, elegant and ethereal, as if she could really ride the wind and fly on the clouds, amazed everyone.

She didn’t dance with anyone during the whole party. The opening dance was also a solo dance in the Middle Ages. It seemed to treat everyone equally, but in reality, she refused to be a thousand miles away. If someone said that she was noble, Xia Jin would smile and retort: ​​“I’m a father. She dislikes all of her mothers. Her mother has a conservative personality and raised her. She always tells me plausibly that when she grows up, she is a big girl and can't touch the opposite **** casually, even her father."

This not only made the parents feel that she was clean and self-conscious, but also that her age, such a background, such a gentle and dignified, really commendable.

It was also from that day that Xia’s family proposed marriages in an endless stream, and the sons and buddies of the trial marriage were all taken to brush their faces in front of her.

"Did you brush your face in front of me?" Xia Ran has these memories. At that time, those wild bees and butterflies were really endless? It made it inconvenient for her to go to school, but there was no Rong Fan in the impression.

Xia Ran's mother is a traditional dancer. She didn't go to business or military or political universities like other rich second-generation officials. She studied art. Dance and musical instruments are her favorites.

"No? My house is in chaos." Rong Fan shook his head lightly.

Xia Ran impressed him very deeply, but she was also purely an appreciation of her artistic ability. He turned around and was busy taking over Guan Yu.

"We meet again? It's a year later." Rong Fan paused.

Xia Ran’s smile gradually faded? One year later, her father committed suicide by jumping off the building and was charged with corruption? The family’s things were sealed up and liquidated? The employer and the university where his mother was hired? Their mother and daughter fell into the mud all of a sudden from the clouds. .

And the day she learned that her father committed suicide by jumping from a building? Running home from school? There was a car accident on the road? A comminuted thigh fracture is not particularly serious, but she can't dance anymore in this life. This is a bolt from the blue for her.

She majored in dance at the best dance university, can't dance anymore? Naturally, there is no way to continue her studies and graduation? Finally, the school leaders really cherish her talents? She transferred her major.

This is all Xia Ran's memory? What happened after that was fragmented and very vague.

Xia Ran was hospitalized for two months and could only walk on the ground after half a year. Her life was suddenly terrible? She did not have the slightest decadence and complaints, actively looking for work, and trying to comfort and encourage her mother.