A room full of gardenias

The wedding is not the end of the story, but just the beginning.

Like everyone else, Zhai Qinglian and Saixixi's first two months of marriage were as sweet as being immersed in a honey pot. The two men continued the tacit understanding and warmth of cohabitation when they were in love into their marriage.

Saixixi gets up early every day to squeeze toothpaste for Zhai Qinglian, and then goes to make breakfast; Before going to work, Zhai Qinglian will kiss Saixixi on the cheek; When he came home from work, Saixixi handed him comfortable slippers; Occasionally, when she is free, Zhai Qinglian will personally cook and make a spicy fried beef fillet, which is Xiyan's favorite taste; When she is frustrated, depressed or sad at work, she will snuggle up to his chest and cry. At night, her long hair is fluffy, she is wanton in that double bed, and she is passionate with him.

The honeymoon passed quickly, and Zhai Qinglian began to get busy again. On business trips, meetings, countless receptions, entertainment, and even weekends, he will invite a group of business friends to sweat in various gyms and golf courses, or go out for rock climbing, fishing and rafting. ...

Women who marry rich men are always a little more lonely than ordinary women. Saixixi is psychologically prepared. She is not the kind of woman who does nothing all day and insists on her husband's company. She has her own career and hobbies, and she doesn't have to rely on her husband to live well. She likes watching DVDs online, going to the supermarket to buy food after work, and going shopping and drinking coffee with her former sisters.

But marriage is far more important than love. Marriage is not between you and me, but between you and my family. Especially if you marry a businessman's wife, you should get out of the hall and into the hall. In public, always stand behind a man with a smile, even if it is a vase, stand for a few hours and sing your part well.

The most important thing is to let him love you forever and keep your love fresh forever.

Different from the love period between flowers and the moon, in the daily necessities and trivial marriage life, what should be done to prevent love from changing from a bright and sweet cherry to an ugly and smelly durian, and not to let him find that the sleeping beauty who once put down her hardships to save is just a mediocre street firewood girl? ...

Saixixi is not worried about Zhai Qinglian's infidelity. Although there are many temptations everywhere, she has confidence in their feelings. She just wants to be his most gentle and considerate wife, so that he can live a happy life and make up for the shadow and shortcomings of his childhood.

After school, Saixixi wandered alone in the street. There are several flower shops in the alley near the school. Gorgeous carnations, playful starry sky, white lilies ... after a hard day's physical and mental work, they become relaxed in the fragrant flowers. Suddenly, a bucket of gardenias in bud stopped her.

Xiyan loves gardenia best and thinks it is a flower that can't be bought or sold, but can only be appreciated. I didn't know gardenias could still be bought in the flower market.

June is the season when gardenias bloom again ... Her heart suddenly moved. She bought a whole barrel of gardenias and hurried home eagerly.

Pushing open the door, one room was deserted. Zhai Qinglian said on the phone that she had a dinner party today and would not come back for dinner at night. After entering the room, she found out all the vases in the room and put flowers in each bottle separately. Then put them one by one on the dining table, the coffee table in the living room, the bedside table in the bedroom, the balcony and the windowsill.

In the room full of flowers, Saixixi hummed softly and began to wash her hands and make soup.

Zhai Qinglian didn't go home until half past eleven in the middle of the night. He opened the door gently, and the room was dark. Evening Yan is used to going to bed early and getting up early. He didn't want to turn on the light to disturb her. Put the briefcase on the sofa, and then go into the kitchen to drink water in the dark.

Opening the refrigerator door, he was stunned by a huge birthday cake. There are also several cooked dishes, eggplant fried meat, braised carp and fish-flavored shredded pork, all of which are his favorites.

He took out the cake box and opened the lid. The fresh cream cake says, "Happy birthday, Yi."

In a daze, Zhai Qinglian couldn't make a sound. Then, he turned and ran to the bedroom, pushed open the door, and Saixixi was sitting on the bed in the dark. He turned on the light and held her in his arms until she got used to the sudden light.

"Sorry, Saixixi, I don't have time to accompany you. I always keep you waiting for me." He put his arm around her and said apologetically.

She slowly put her arm around his waist and said softly, "Do you know what day it is today?"

"My birthday." Zhai Qinglian touched her white cheek and said softly, "I forgot myself."

"I only remembered it when I saw gardenia." She looked up and looked at him with clear and soft eyes. "A woman who doesn't remember her husband's birthday is not a good wife."

"Fool!" His eyes are shining like crystal, but there is a warm smile on his face. "You don't have to set the standard of a good wife. In my eyes, you are always the best! " "

"Do you know?" I blushed at dusk, lowered my eyes and asked calmly.

"Of course." He pinched her blushing face. "How can your little mind escape my eyes?"

After marriage, Saixixi bought many women's magazines and publications to read, secretly learn and see how others can be a qualified wife. On one occasion, Zhai Qinglian casually opened a book and saw an article marked with a pen. The title is unclear. The content is roughly like this. A woman is a seasoning teacher at home, responsible for serving delicious food and men's psychological feelings. She wants to talk sweet words, sprinkle perfume on her body and wear sexy underwear to create a warm and romantic atmosphere and make her home full of happiness and sweetness. ...

"However, you are still moved!" Evening Yan bit her lip lightly.

"I was moved not because of the romance you deliberately created, but because of your sincerity to me. For love, content is always greater than form. " Zhai Qinglian pulled her piteously. "When there is no love, you will ask a lot of each other. Once you have love in your heart, you don't care about anything. Evening Yan, it is enough to have you in this life! "

Nestled in his generous arms, Yan Yan breathed a sigh of relief. What fucking magazine? Throw them all into Java tomorrow!

That night, in the sweet smell of gardenia in the room, she put a pillow on his arm, said something innocuous and stupid, and fell asleep peacefully.

[second place]

The short separation made the couple feel like a honeymoon.

There is fire in July and the sun is shining in the morning.

Xi Yan stood in front of the mirror, dressed in a pink top and dark blue denim cropped trousers, well cut, revealing white and slender calves, full of femininity.

After marriage, she is a little plump, ruddy and slim, and there is a little sexy in the elegance and gentleness of the original lady.

Saixixi is the kind of young woman who can bear to look at. Although not yet "28 years old", she is still in her prime, with sparse eyebrows and clear eyes. Being a young woman is more charming, gentle and pitying, but more attractive than before.

Zhai Qinglian came out of the restaurant and saw her looking at herself in the mirror, with a big suitcase lying on the ground next to her.

He sat down on the sofa, picked up a newspaper and leafed through it casually. He couldn't help looking up at his glamorous wife and said sourly, "When you go out, be careful of being robbed of money and sex!"

C organize teachers to travel to Yunnan in summer vacation. Saixixi has long wanted to go to Lijiang and Xishuangbanna. This opportunity is rare and naturally exciting. When they got married, because Zhai Qinglian couldn't spare the time, Yan Yan had to take the class and didn't go out to play on their honeymoon, so although she was a little reluctant, she couldn't object.

"Husband, it's only been a week." Evening Yan gently comforted, "Seven days, how time flies!" "

He sighed helplessly, stood up from the sofa, lifted the huge box and said, "Come on, I'll take you to the airport."

Saixixi flew for the first time in her life. She was very nervous and worried that she would get airsick. Usually by car, if the distance is long and the speed is fast, she will faint. Zhai Qinglian comforted her all the way and prepared airsickness medicine for her. Her backpack is stuffed with appetizers such as ginger, bayberry and jujube.

When he arrived at the airport, he was still uneasy and told the female teacher in the same industry thousands of times. Teacher Song couldn't help joking: "Teacher Zhai, don't worry. Teacher Du is not a three-year-old child ... "

"In my eyes, she is a three-year-old child." Zhai Qinglian gazed affectionately at the sunset glow. That face, which usually looks reserved and indifferent and does not show emotion, looks gentle and coquetry in front of his wife, which makes Teacher Song unbearable. She turned around and whispered, "What a good husband ... please, don't stimulate me any more!" "

"Call me when you arrive." At the security checkpoint, he patted Saixixi on the face. She nodded with a smile and urged, "Go home quickly, you'll be late for work."

On the plane, Song Weiping secretly said to him, "Your general manager Zhai is disgusting, too. I thought he was the kind of person who was cold and serious. "

"He is only so gentle with his wife." Evening Yan answered softly. The heart is not disconsolate, because she has already begun to miss him.

She left him for so long for the first time since she got married. At first, it was really like an outing as a child. Later, I felt lonely and bored.

In a strange city, a strange crowd and lying in a strange room, you will think of him.

Follow the tour guide around during the day. When I returned to the hotel at night, the first thing I did was not take a shower, but to talk to Zhai Qinglian on the phone.

"how about it? Is it fun? " Through the telephone line, his voice was warm and concerned.

"Well, it is very tired. Feet don't seem to be their own. " Evening Yan leaned back on the bed and rubbed her sore calf with her hand.

"Do you have a cold?" He asked anxiously.

"No."

"Then why are you hoarse and depressed?" I clearly remember that she was in high spirits when she went out.

"I can't sleep well at night." She whispered, "You know, I always know the bed."

"Because I'm not with you?" He chuckled on the phone.

Teacher Song, who was only wearing underwear, ran out of the bathroom, grabbed his mobile phone and shouted into the phone: "Teacher Zhai, your wife is sick and has been in a daze all day." Like losing her soul ... "

"Don't listen to her nonsense!" Saixixi explained shyly, "I'm just a little tired."

"Then go to bed early and have a good rest."

Before closing the line, Zhai Qinglian suddenly asked, "When will you arrive in Lijiang?"

"Tomorrow afternoon." She answered him absently, put down the phone and turned on the TV in the room. It's the song "Honey, why aren't you with me";

"The air here is fresh,

The snacks here are very special.

Letters here are not like water,

The night view here is very emotional.

……

No matter how sweet the phone is, the fax will comfort you.

Not enough to cope with the distance I can't hug you,

Honey, why aren't you with me? "

At six o'clock the next afternoon, they arrived in Lijiang. After dinner, Mr. Song and Mr. Chen agreed to go shopping, and several other teachers played cards in the next room.

Leave Xiyan alone, watch TV, sit on the bed and munch a big bag of potato chips.

I changed several channels with the remote control, but I never found my favorite program.

She looked up and looked through the French window of the hotel. A full moon hangs high in the blue night sky. Bright moonlight and bright lights complement each other, and the ancient city is like a gorgeous dream.

I remember reading a sentence in a travel magazine: "If you love him, take him to Lijiang." Lijiang is the best place for romance.

I was about to dial Zhai Qinglian's phone when the phone rang.

"If you open the door, there will be a surprise waiting for you outside!"

It is true, it is Zhai Qinglian's voice. Evening Yan jumped out of bed, opened the door, a bunch of white gardenias, and a handsome smiling face after the flowers!

"Husband!" She couldn't help screaming and pouncing.

"Do you like this surprise?" He hugged her so tightly that he almost bit her ear.

Evening Yan suddenly kissed him, lingering and tossing and turning. Zhai Qinglian was surprised by her enthusiasm. Every cell in her body is driven by her and then burns quickly. He kissed her back fiercely, and his burning fingers reached into her clothes and swam around her.

"Baby!" He shouted softly, thirsty and hoarse. She liked the sweet name and kissed him more obsessively. There is only one thought rolling in her heart: she misses him, she wants him, the man who always surprises and moves her.

On this night in Love, in the strange and charming Lijiang, she expressed her desire to have him and made no secret of it.

In front of Zhai Qinglian, Saixixi has always been calm and rational. This is the first time he has seen her so confused and lost. This expression was born on her face, but it has a unique style.

This is what people usually call "it is better to get married than to leave"? He looked at her burning eyes and said in a low voice, "Evening Yan, it seems that the door of the room is not closed ..."

She kicked the door and said, "It's closed now!"

[third place]

Yan Xi Coffee House

Because of teacher Song's words, Zhai Qinglian left her job, booked a plane ticket overnight, and flew to Lijiang the next day to make up for his "honeymoon trip".

Gentle as water, ritual as a dream. The love and sweetness of the two are obvious to all. And Zhai Qinglian's concern and love for Saixixi makes the female teachers in C want to hit the wall-why don't they have such a "bosom lover" who knows how to be warm and cold and loves his wife like a princess?

This afternoon, they climbed Yulong Snow Mountain and came back. Evening Yan wearily collapsed on the bed, like a broken frame. Zhai Qinglian sat on the bed, gently lifted her feet and put them on her knees. She said, "Does your calf hurt? Let me give you a massage. "

He carefully helped her take off her shoes, holding her barefoot in one hand and rubbing her calf in the other, just right.

Saixixi comfortably closed his eyes and smiled: "If you don't become a general manager in the future, you will become a masseur and open a shop called Qiao's Massage."

"No second person in the world can enjoy my Joe's massage." His voice is infinitely gentle, "except you."

Her heart suddenly turned into a pool of water, rippling, and her whole body seemed exhausted and sore.

In the evening, when the twilight is boundless, the sunset glow gently holds her husband's arm and goes in and out of various shops in Old Town of Lijiang to see a wide range of goods, with a face of satisfaction and relief, full of innocent girls.

It's very thoughtful of her to bring gifts to her parents, the Qingyi couple, Song Ying and even Chaoyan, but she forgot her share.

"It's rare to come here. Do you want to buy something as a souvenir? " Zhai Qinglian said thoughtfully, "For example, silver ornaments, rings and jade bracelets ..."

"As a teacher, be dignified and generous. It is inconvenient to wear these things. " Saixixi waved the ring on her long finger at him. "Just take this wedding ring!"

Saixixi has always disliked jewelry, which is too cumbersome, but she hasn't taken it off since she put on her wedding ring.

Zhai Qinglian took her hand and held it tightly in her palm, together with the ring.

Holding her hand, he rubbed the edge of the night and strolled leisurely in the ancient city. At the foot is a smooth and clean five-flowered stone, with exquisite and elegant wooden houses and poetic bridges on both sides. The quaint streets and lanes are like cobwebs, extending in all directions and lined with shops. She is not worried about getting lost, because she has him by her side.

They sat in the corner of the cafe, drinking coffee and watching the sunset set slowly. On the square street not far away, a group of Naxi elderly people dressed in historical indigo clothes, arm in arm, sang a song "Naxi Pure Land" in unison, singing the pure land in their hearts and turning a blind eye to the curious eyes behind them.

In the shop, the most romantic things flow gently and lyrically. Saixixi gently leaned on Zhai Qinglian's shoulder and said coquetry, "The most romantic thing in my life is to have such a coffee shop and sit with you in the sunset and grow old."

He hugged her and kissed her earlobe, quietly enjoying the quiet time away from the hubbub.

After the tour, return to city C. Two people into their work, Saixixi occasionally think of everything in Lijiang, still think it is a dream, prosperous, beautiful, happy, trance. ...

On Friday afternoon three months later, Zhai Qinglian drove to C to meet her. After a busy week, her brow is still refreshed.

He smiled and said, "I'm going to take you to a mysterious place."

"Do you need to cover your eyes?" She fastened her seat belt for herself and asked childishly.

Long and beautiful eyes are full of smiles: "On the contrary, you should open your eyes and see clearly!" " "

At the destination, he stopped, looked at the coffee shop on the corner and said, "When did a new coffee shop open here?"

Zhai Qinglian calmly locked the car door. "Just finished decorating, let's go, let's go in and have a look."

Evening Yan suddenly stopped and couldn't move. She saw two words on the lintel of the cafe: "sunset glow."

She froze. The coffee shop in front of her is exactly the same as that in Old Town of Lijiang! So this is the mysterious place he took her to see.

"Joey …" She suddenly understood, and her voice changed in excitement.

"How, boss-in-law, are you satisfied?" Zhai Qinglian walked gently to her side.

"I feel like I'm dreaming." Her voice is so low that she is afraid of waking up the next moment.

"Even if it is a dream, we will do it and never wake up." There was a smile on his beautiful lips and he held out his hand to her.

Evening Yan put her hand in his warm palm, and there was a warm current flowing through it, which was refreshing.

In the cafe under the brilliant sunset, the word "sunset" is particularly dazzling.