The Husband I Had a Flash Marriage with Is a Reserved and Careful Person.
和我闪婚的老公是个内敛细心的极品
by Wife Wife Wife Cake (老婆老婆老婆饼)
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 25k Words
- Genre
- Romance
- Era
- Modern Era
- Updated
- 10mo ago
- Source
- JJWXC
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Synopsis
Lin Yingzhuo has lived for twenty-four years and has never felt the affection and love of her family. Unfortunately, her parents like to have a suppressive education. Born in a family that values boys over girls, the meaning of her existence is to pave the way for her younger brother. She feels like a plant growing in the shadows, damp and gloomy. Her parents arranged for her to be married first and then introduced her to a second-married man. After that, they had enough money to buy a house for her younger brother. Her heart was like a pool of stagnant water, and she smiled silently and bitterly. Under the scorching sun, she looked like an object waiting to be evaluated. The blind date man opposite her was commenting on her, as if he was choosing a product that he was not satisfied with. He found fault with her smoky makeup, commented on her clothes, and even planned her life after marriage with "kindness", "The makeup is too exaggerated, so she should go bare-faced after marriage. As a woman, long hair and long dresses are more suitable..." She almost laughed out loud. The anger accumulated in her chest instantly overturned her rationality. At this moment, she couldn't care about anything anymore. She retorted mercilessly and harshly, building the last fortress with sharp words. She thought the blind date man would slap her on the face, and she even experienced phantom pain. A cold, slender hand with distinct joints firmly grasped the wrist. The owner of that hand stood quietly by the table, like a silent shadow. His skin color is extremely white, almost transparent, and light blue blood vessels can be seen. His eyes under the broken hair are like deep pools, without waves. Like a falling feather gently brushing against the tip of her heart. Between the endless demands of his parents and the ridiculous farce in front of him, a crazy and desperate idea emerged. So at this moment, she brainstormed, with resentment against her family, rebellion, anger and all-or-nothing, and asked him gently, with a trembling of all-or-nothing: "Will you... Marry me?" She thought she would get a look or ridicule, but she only waited until he was silent for a while and whispered one word: "Okay" - In this way, Lin Yingzhuo and a strange man became a legal couple. Two completely unrelated lives have been intertwined ever since. She knew his name, Cheng Xu. Cheng Xu is not good at words, has a reserved temperament, and his words are precious. After spending some time together, she overturned these labels. He never asked why, he just played with her, and the tips of his ears were always turned red by her few words, and his face pretended to be calm as if nothing had happened. She is an Internet writer who codes words day and night. Cheng Xu never disturbs her creation. He only gently puts down a glass of hot milk at the right temperature when she stays up late to finish writing. She habitually bit her nails while writing, so Cheng Xu placed sweet handmade biscuits in every corner where she often wrote. Cheng Xu likes online shopping very much, which she discovered after spending time with him. Every time he went shopping, he seemed to be doing a complicated and lengthy question. His deep eyes scanned the pages on his phone quietly, and he stretched out a slender finger to flip through the pages. She wanted to laugh every time she saw it, because the way Cheng Xu played with his phone really looked like an old man. Later she learned that all the things Cheng Xu bought were carved on her body, all the beautiful and beautiful things, as long as they were about her, he would buy them all without blinking an eye. She looked at his poor little room and was really afraid that he would go bankrupt because of her. Cheng Xu is a pastry chef. She just casually mentioned that she liked the aroma of almond croissants, so he took the trouble to make this snack for the next week until she got tired of it. He took the trouble to sort out the clothes and socks she threw away. He remembered that she didn't like ginger, and from then on there was no trace of it in the family's meals. Cheng Xu noticed that she always subconsciously squinted her eyes against the dazzling white light, so the next day he silently replaced it with a controllable smart lamp; He noticed that she hated the color black, so the black objects in her home were quietly covered bit by bit by other solid-colored objects. Cheng Xu remembered all her likes and dislikes. Later, she accidentally discovered the notebook in his drawer. When I opened it, there were no touching love words in it, only pages and pages of neat records about her. 1. "If you don't like ginger, remember." 2. "If you stay up late writing, you need to prepare liver-protecting tea." 3. "I bite my nails badly, so prepare some snacks." 4. "When a new book is released, remember to purchase it to support it." 5… … "Asleep in the study. Eyelashes are very long, like butterflies." The last entry in the record was newly written, and the ink is still fresh: "It's easy to be moved to tears. She can't let her notice it in the future. Even if you're happy, you won't let it go." At that moment, Lin Yingzhuo squatted on the ground, tears falling silently on the page, and she was shaking like a helpless child. It turned out that someone had already picked up the fragments of her broken youth, discarded like worn-out shoes, and stored them properly. It turns out that there really is someone who hides love in every silent action, carefully and carefully mending all the scars of her past. He used his delicate love to disintegrate her armor bit by bit He never criticized her for doing anything, "If you like it, just do it." His love is silent but deafening. Reading Guide 1.1V1, HE, marriage first, love later, double C. 2. Indifferent and delicate pastry chef × Hard-tongued and soft-hearted novel writer Intention: There will always be someone who treats you like a treasure