The Perfect Hidden Marriage

"Dad, I've invited auntie!"

Xiao Xiaoran walked quickly and reported to her father with a smile.

Jin Hengyuan put down his book, raised his head, and smiled at the child. The golden sunset made his smile extremely soft and beautiful.

He reached out and rubbed his daughter's hair: "Be good, let's go play! Wait a minute, let's go have dinner..."

Pu Xiang felt like the calm lake in her heart, because with his smile and rub, it was like the surface of the lake was being blown by the breeze, making ripples involuntarily.

Yes, no matter it was three years ago or three years later, this person could always easily make her heart flutter...

"Um!"

Xiao Xiaoran glanced at Pu Xiang and walked away happily.

Only then did Jin Hengyuan set his sights on the strangely dressed girl. A pair of big black eyes flashed between the big hood and the mask, like black grapes.

He stood up and was about to speak when a ten-dollar bill was handed over: "I'll give you this money back."

She still remembers him.

He paid for her breakfast yesterday.

Normally, he's not that nosy.

Yesterday, when I saw her checking her pockets, she looked embarrassed, and her talkative eyes showed a lot of embarrassment.

Somehow he got kindhearted and handed over ten dollars.

As for why you are so kind?

He went home and thought about it, and came to a conclusion: it was probably because of his eyes, which looked a bit like Su Jin.

When Xiao Su looked at him pitifully, no matter how angry he was, it would melt away...

When Xiao Su left his last nostalgic gaze in the fire, his heart was filled with great pain...

Many nights he would wake up with a start.

Because there will be an invisible voice in the dream, crying sadly:

"Hengyuan, I hurt, I hurt..."

But he just couldn't see her appearance.

After waking up from the dream, he would turn on the bedside lamp and sit there and imagine how such a fire would burn her.

Turned to ashes?

Exploded to pieces?

Why is there only sound in the dream and no human form?

Every time he thought that she was blown up and turned into ashes, she became food for sea creatures and disappeared, and he could only get wine to eat. Only when he was almost done eating and a little drunk could he fall asleep. He hugged Su Jin's pillow and fell asleep, convincing himself that she must still be alive.

Although, he knew that it was a kind of self-deception.

"I said, you don't need to worry about small money."

Jin Hengyuan didn't answer.

"Brothers have to settle accounts openly... You and I have never been together. Yesterday, my husband helped me, so I wouldn't be hungry. Today, we are destined to meet again. I have to pay back this money no matter what. Your……"

She stepped forward, took his hand, and patted the money into his hand.

This move was very abrupt.

It was only after Pu Xiang completed this series of actions that he felt such a sense of self-consciousness and hurriedly stepped away, with an unnatural look in his eyes.

Jin Hengyuan frowned slightly.

In the past two years, this was the first time a woman had been so close to him.

When her gloved hand grasped his warm palm, a hint of coolness invaded her fingers, and when she faced it, she smelled a faint smell of medicine.

It seems that this girl is not in particularly good health.

"By the way, sir, what do you want from me?"

Pu Xiang asked gently there, drawing his attention back.

"Oh, I have something to ask you."

Jin Hengyuan took the sketch she just drew for Xiao Xiaoran from the table:

"Are you studying painting?"

"Yeah! The painting is not good, it's funny."

Pu Xiang saw that he was looking at him seriously.

She wasn't afraid that he would see anything. Because of her arm strength and hand flexibility, her painting style now is different from before.

"The painting is quite good. I sold it for 20 yuan a piece and made a loss. For a sketch like this, two hundred yuan a piece is, in my opinion, a bargain. Forgive me for asking, are you a college student or already working? Understand……"

Jin Hengyuan rarely praises people.

However, this girl is really good at painting.

The only flaw is that there seems to be something wrong with her arms, and there are signs of slight trembling when drawing various lines.

However, she seemed to be aware of her own shortcomings, and cleverly presented those places that were distorted due to trembling in another beautiful way.

Therefore, most people cannot see the small flaws in this work, but he is an expert and he can see it.

"I... I'm not in good health. I'm not working and I've been recuperating. I had learned to paint before, but I gave it up after I got sick. I only picked up the paintbrush again in the past six months. When I have nothing to do, I just paint to pass the time. …”

Pu Xiang replied.

Not a word of these words is false, they are all true.

"Well, I can see it. Both times we met, you wrapped yourself up like an Arab woman, and your hands were so cold..."

Jin Hengyuan nodded.

Pu Xiang didn't know what to say and was about to get cold feet.

"Are you short of money?"

Jin Hengyuan found a topic.

This man is not an easy person to deal with.

When he doesn't like to communicate with others, he can block you out of conversation with just one sentence.

He is willing to get close to people and can find endless topics to talk about.

She felt that he was deliberately trying to get her to talk. And his eyes are still so vicious.

Pu Xiang sighed secretly in his heart, but then he said:

"How did you tell?"

"Otherwise, you wouldn't offer this painting so cheaply?"

“Small profits but quick turnover!”

Pu Xiang's eyes flashed with a smile:

"Okay, I admit, I'm short of money. I'll have to have an operation in a while... I begged them to let me out for a while, and when I've had enough fun, I'll go back for the operation. Now half the day has passed, I still have half the day to play in Shanghai. But I don’t want to ask my elders for money, so I’m thinking about earning some living expenses through painting... I want to be self-reliant... This kind of money can be spent steadily.”

Jin Hengyuan listened, with approval in his dark eyes: This girl has a very good independent spirit.

Well, I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but I feel like the surgery is very dangerous...

"Besides painting, what else do you do?"

he asked again.

Pu Xiang felt that for someone he had just met for the first time, he seemed to be a little too concerned, but he still answered:

"Other than that, I don't know much anymore... I used to cook at home, clean the room, etc. In my free time, I like to read. After I got sick, I lay down most of the time... This It took half a year to get better. It was only in this half year that I was allowed to go out for a walk. Before, I had been living in a sterile room..."

Well, she seemed to have said a bit too much, and she suddenly shut up.

"Clean room? What disease do you have?"

he finally asked.

"It's not an illness, it's just the fire that burned me. My face was also burned..."

Pu Xiang gently touched his face with his hand and lowered his voice.

Jin Hengyuan understood. No wonder she covered her face with such a mask. It turned out to be disfigured.

"If there's nothing wrong, I'll leave first. I'm a few stops away by bus... It's getting late... I have to go home..."

Pu Xiang changed her painting bag and carried it on one shoulder, and wanted to leave: "Too much words will lead to mistakes!"

"Well, I'm planning to take the kids out for dinner. How about I give you a ride..."

When he uttered these words, Jin Hengyuan secretly wondered, what happened to him that he could be so kind to a strange woman?

I helped pay for it before, just to help others, so today, what does it mean to give someone a ride?

Pu Xiang was also stunned for a moment, then waved her hands quickly, almost stammering in her tone:

"No... no need. Then... why are you embarrassed..."

"Actually, I have a merciless request..."

Jin Hengyuan tried hard to find reasons for his behavior:

"My daughter loves to draw. If possible, I hope to teach her to draw every Saturday and Sunday before you go back to the hospital. As for the remuneration, I can pay double the market price."

Pu Xiang was stunned again. She never thought that such a good thing would happen if she came here to paint today.

"What? Don't want to?"

She said nothing, and her facial expression could not be seen. Her eyes brightened a little, and she seemed to be happy, but she did not answer. Such an abnormality made Jin Hengyuan ask questions.

"Can I think about it?"

Pu Xiang wanted to agree, but he hesitated when things came to a close.

She was afraid that as the distance got closer, some small details would be revealed inadvertently.

For example, she just grabbed his hand.

This move was too casual.

well!

So confusing.

"Of course. Remember my number. If you think about it, you can call me directly..."

He gave his personal number. Only a few people in the family know this number.

She took out her phone and wrote it down silently.

In fact, there is no need to record it into the mobile phone. The number has always been in her heart and engraved in her soul...

"Look, it's so rude. I don't even know what your name is?"

After writing down the number, she asked softly.

"Jin Hengyuan. Gejin Jin."

"Hello, Mr. Jin, my name is Pu Xiang. Mu Bu Pu, Guo Xiang's Xiang...I thought I'd give you a call. Goodbye, I won't bother you anymore..."

She waved and left, walking quickly.

Jin Hengyuan stood there and unconsciously touched his chin.

This little girl seems to be afraid of him and always avoids him, even though he likes to keep a straight face when working.

Could it be that he just showed off his face to others?

no!