happy seven years

Chapter 9

As soon as Riemann's words came out, the atmosphere fell into silence again.

Luo Ran looked at Riemann with hatred, and the pen spinning in his hand fell to the ground.

Such a good opportunity, Riemann refused without thinking, and refused so readily.

I really don't know what to say.

"Why? Don't you always have vacant rooms there?" Luo Ran had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask.

Riemann: "I'm not very convenient recently."

Luo Ran was puzzled: "Didn't you live alone all the time? What's not convenient?"

Luo Ran wanted to open Riemann's mind to see what she was thinking.

Riemann raised his hand and rubbed his nose, "It's the daughter of a friend of my mother, please take care of me for a few days."

Yin Huaiyan noticed Riemann's action, and there was a touch of complexity in his eyes looking at Riemann.

Riemann is not good at lying. Once he lies, he will subconsciously rub his nose.

Therefore, most of the daughters of this elder friend are fictional characters.

Luo Ran was dubious.

There are really not many hotels in their small place. The cooperation with Yin Huaiyan is indeed a temporary idea of ​​the other party, but there is also an element of anxiety on the publishing house. It stands to reason that Yin Huaiyan's request from the publishing house is both emotional and reasonable. I have to help arrange it.

"It doesn't matter, this is also my responsibility, I will find a way." Yin Huaiyan was very calm.

She took out her cell phone from her pocket, dialed a number and went out.

"Hey?"

"Is it Yu Chang? Well, I'm in Licheng for the past few days and need to find a place to stay. Can you..."

Before Yin Huaiyan finished speaking, he was interrupted by Riemann's anxious voice.

"no need!"

Yin Huaiyan's mobile phone was still in her ear, she looked at Riemann, and stopped talking in surprise.

"Stay at my house. Do you hear me?" Riemann couldn't help but glanced at Yin Huaiyan's phone screen, which was still on the phone, and his tone was uncontrollable and fierce.

Yin Huaiyan did not answer Riemann, but said into the receiver: "I'm sorry, Yu Chang, I have something to do temporarily, I will tell you later."

When she hung up the phone, Riemann was staring at her half sideways.

"Yin Huaiyan, did you do it on purpose? You clearly know that Yu Chang...you pay it back, you pay it back..." Rieman was so angry that he couldn't even speak, he wanted to criticize, but he couldn't find a suitable identity.

In the end, I had no choice but to say, "For the sake of our acquaintance, I remind you again that Yu Chang has always been uneasy and kind to you, and has evil intentions. You can't go to her wherever you go, otherwise... You will regret this."

Yin Huaiyan also turned sideways, facing Riemann.

But the sofa was too narrow, so the thighs of the two touched each other.

Like an electric shock, Riemann moved away in an instant, for fear that Yin Huaiyan would find out that something was wrong with him.

Yin Huaiyan sighed, "Of course I know what she's thinking, but right now I have to go back to the hotel to carry my luggage, so I'm afraid it won't be convenient if I don't find a new place to live."

It seems that for Yin Huaiyan, this is already a last resort.

Is this really the case?

Whether it is or not, these words hit Riemann accurately.

Riemann was in a hurry.

"Then you might as well go to my place, at least I—" Riemann looked away arrogantly.

"At least I won't do anything to you."

Luo Ran couldn't hold back, covered her mouth and laughed.

Sure enough, some people are irrational when facing their feelings.

Yin Huaiyan pursed her lips and asked her softly, "Then can you send me the specific address?"

Now it was Riemann's turn to be stunned.

Why did you agree so quickly?

Shouldn't it be shirked?

And Luo Ran, why don't you ask the publishing house if there is any way?

Li Man was unwilling to stare at Yin Huaiyan, so he had to stare at Luo Ran.

Luo Ran lowered her head guiltily, she did have a solution, but in the current situation, everyone knew that it would be better if she kept quiet.

Riemann lowered his head, hesitating between which contact method to give.

Who knew she hadn't decided yet, Yin Huaiyan said again,

"If it really bothers you, I'd better contact Yu Chang."

Yin Huaiyan picked up the phone after finishing speaking, and made a gesture to call again.

Riemann had no choice but to whisper: "The phone number hasn't been changed, WeChat will pull you out of the blacklist later and send you the address."

Yin Huaiyan froze, and almost lost his grip on the phone.

In the past three years, she has pressed that number countless times, but never dialed it out.

When I first heard that Riemann had moved, Yin Huaiyan thought that Riemann would even change his mobile phone number, but he never thought that Riemann would keep it.

"Oh, I almost forgot that we haven't contacted each other for three years. I'd better write you the number."

Riemann was about to get up to get a pen and paper, but was touched by the back of Yin Huaiyan's hand.

"No, I still remember."

Riemann looked at the place where the back of Yin Huaiyan's hand touched, his thoughts flooded.

Ah Yan remembered that she had just applied medicine to her palm, so she used the back of her hand.

Ah Yan also said that she remembered her number.

She really deserves to be Ah Yan who she has loved for so many years.

Casual words and actions instinctively involved my nerves.

"Well, then this matter is decided like this." Riemann responded unnaturally.

She looked at Luo Ran, "Send me the reference painting style you mentioned, and I will start drawing the line draft tomorrow."

Luo Ran nodded readily.

"There's nothing else, so I'm leaving, I'll—" Riemann originally wanted to say, to tidy up the things in the house first, but after thinking about it, it seemed that he was looking forward to Yin Huaiyan's temporary stay in the past like.

When the words came to his lips, he abruptly turned a corner, "I'll pick up my mother's friend's daughter first."

"Be careful on the road." Luo Ran waved to her.

Riemann walked a few steps, turning his head inadvertently.

Yin Huaiyan was still watching her, "See you this afternoon."

That's right, the hotel checked out before two o'clock, and it was indeed afternoon when Yin Huaiyan moved his things there.

"Actually, Riemann, if you are free in the afternoon, can you pick me up for me?" Luo Ran called out.

"I really can't leave here. After all, she is not familiar with the place of life. It might be better to have someone familiar with her."

Riemann didn't say a word, as if he was waiting for Yin Huaiyan to speak.

After a while, Yin Huaiyan shook his head feebly,

"It's okay, I can do it by myself."

It's not that Riemann didn't see the loss in Yin Huaiyan's eyes.

After thinking about it, she finally chose to compromise. "Forget it, I'll take a look later."

After finishing speaking this time, Riemann really left the office without looking back.

Yin Huaiyan and Luo Ran obviously still had something to talk about, and Riemann did not forget to help them close the door when they left.

It's just that everyone in the office hall still stumbled Riemann's pace of wanting to go home quickly.

"Riemann, what is your relationship with the author in it? Can you tell me?"

Riemann asked her subconsciously: "Which aspect are you referring to?"

"Ah? Could it be that there are other disputes between you?"

Riemann twitched the corner of his mouth, "Not now."

"But there may be another one in the future."

Everyone who smelled the gossip immediately wanted to gather around and ask for clarification.

But Riemann slipped quickly, jumped out of the glass door, went to the corridor and pressed the elevator to leave.

It wasn't until she crossed the parking lot and started the car, Riemann pressed the music play button, and listened to the song in the car, that she covered her beating heart and gasped for breath.

What cannot be restrained in my mind is Yin Huaiyan.

As long as he thinks that in the next week, they will all get along under the same roof, Riemann can't calm down.

The indifference in front of Yin Huaiyan and Luo Ran was just pretending.

Now staying in his own car, Riemann can release the excitement deep in his heart.

She even thought, if there is a chance, how about getting back together?

Even if this idea sounds ridiculous and out of reach, if she sees an opportunity and doesn't seize it, then she is not Riemann.

In any case, you should give it a try.

But thinking of the duplicity he said, Riemann felt helpless again.

For Yin Huaiyan's departure, it is true that he cannot fully forgive him.

But the feelings for Yin Huaiyan are really hard to forget.

Forget it, let’s take one step at a time.

Riemann put the messy thoughts out of his mind, stepped on the gas pedal and went home.

As soon as he entered the room, Riemann was worried about those big boxes.

If the miscellaneous things are taken out and arranged again, they will definitely not be finished before Yin Huaiyan comes over in the afternoon.

Throw it away, Riemann can't do it.

Letting them pile up there is too eye-catching.

Riemann sat on the sofa and thought for a long time.

In the end, she chose to move the boxes to minimize their presence.

After carefully cleaning the whole house inside and out, and then lighting the rose fragrance for half an hour, Riemann was already so tired that his clothes were wet with sweat.

After entering the bathroom, I simply took a shower, skin care, makeup, and tidied myself up from the inside out.

She even wore a smooth silk suit under the long dress by a strange coincidence.

Coincidentally, it was the kind of material that Yin Huaiyan could not put down.

Seeing everything he packed up, Riemann had an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

She looked at her watch, it was almost two o'clock.

Only then did I realize that Yin Huaiyan hadn't been released from the WeChat blacklist yet.

Speaking of blacklisting people at the beginning, it seems that when Yin Huaiyan just left, in those days Riemann spent his days drinking, and once he drank too much, he pulled people into the blacklist impulsively and put them down. Ruthless words, never see Yin Huaiyan again in this life.

After thinking about it, it was actually unnecessary.

Almost at the same time as he was pulled from the blacklist, a message from Yin Huaiyan came over.

——I just checked out, how can I get to your house?

Riemann stared at the familiar head, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

It's been three years, why is Yin Huaiyan still using the couple portraits he picked out together?

Riemann was typing while thinking about why.

——Send me the address, and I will pick you up.

After thinking about it, I added another sentence.

——My house is remote, and the road is hard to find.

After Yin Huaiyan posted a location, he immediately returned a smiling face.

——Then I'll wait for you at the hotel entrance.

Riemann raised his head and looked at the fierce sunlight outside the window.

She picked up the phone again and pressed a voice message.

The tone wasn't very nice, it didn't even sound friendly.

But what she said was: "It's hot, just wait in the hotel lobby."