"No, that's enough." Ye Wenming said.

"You need to take medicine before eating. I'll ask the store owner for a cup of warm water." Zhuo Qianyun said, stood up and left. After a while, she brought another cup of warm water, then took out the medicine from her bag and handed it to her.

Gave it to Ye Wenming.

Ye Wenming mixed the medicine with water and swallowed it. Zhuo Qianyun said, "Sit here for a while and I'll go check out their message board."

Ye Wenming frowned. She saw the message wall she was pointing to as soon as she entered. There were many small pieces of paper on it. Each piece of paper would have a sentence or a picture drawn on it. Generally speaking, it was left by guests.

Below, the merchant uses this as a feature of the store.

But he was not interested in this kind of thing.

He watched her walk to the message wall and seemed to be looking at the messages on the wall seriously.

In his memory, he vaguely remembered that she had written a note when they came here. At that time, he curiously asked her what she wrote, but she refused to tell him and only said that she would tell him in the future.

In the future... there is no future between them.

Ye Wenming sneered.

Then he saw her bending down, holding a pen, and seemed to be writing something.

Could she be writing this kind of note again? It's really... boring! Ye Wenming curled his lips and stopped looking at Zhuo Qianyun.

After a while, Zhuo Qianyun returned to the table, and the dishes she ordered were served to the table one after another.

"Okay, eat, I'm starting." Zhuo Qianyun said, then lowered her head and started eating.

But Ye Wenming did not move his chopsticks, but suddenly asked, "Why did you kiss me when we were in church?"

She paused with the hand holding the chopsticks and hesitated for a while, "Do I need a reason to kiss you?"

"Don't you need a reason?" he asked rhetorically.

She then said, "If you think you need a reason, then maybe the atmosphere in the church was so good at that time that you couldn't help yourself."

"Can't help it?" He narrowed his dark eyes slightly.

She smiled softly and said, "Ye Wenming, don't you think your charm can't make me unable to help myself?"

He pursed his thin lips uncomfortably, "I don't think your joke is funny."

"I'm not kidding. We are husband and wife now. Isn't it normal for a wife to kiss her husband uncontrollably?" she said.

He glared at her, "Zhuo Qianyun, what tricks are you playing again? I tell you, no matter what tricks you play, it's useless. By the end of today, you must sign the divorce agreement!"

"I know, don't worry, I won't cheat." She said, "I just answered you seriously. At that time, I couldn't help myself."

She met his gaze without the slightest dodge, confessing her feelings.

After a while, he turned his head away, picked up his chopsticks, and started eating.

A hint of disappointment flashed faintly in Zhuo Qianyun's eyes. In fact, when she kissed him in the church, she wanted to treat that kiss as their wedding kiss.

She imagined that at that moment, they were having their wedding in the church, and the moment she kissed him, she said in her heart... "I do".

It's just that he won't know this, and she has no need to say it.

Zhuo Qianyun lowered her head and continued eating.

The two of them said nothing at the silent table until they finished eating. Zhuo Qianyun tried her best to put a smile on her face and said, "Okay, I'm done eating. Let me pay the bill."

Her call "husband" shocked his heart. He suppressed the strange feeling, called the waiter, and paid the bill.

Zhuo Qianyun continued to smile and said, "Let's go to the cinema now. I booked the movie tickets for an hour later. It's just the right time for us to take a walk there, and we can also digest the lunch we just had. Kill two birds with one stone."

"Then you lead the way." He stood up and walked out of the restaurant.

She quickly chased after him, took the initiative to hold his hand and said, "Wen Ming, could you please smile? I don't seem to have seen you smile much today."

He looked at her coldly, "I only promised to accompany you today, but I never said that I would smile with you."

"But it's a day with a smile, and it's a day without a smile. Wouldn't it be better to smile?" She didn't want to remember in the future that he was always so cold on this day.

"That's not necessary, Zhuo Qianyun, don't push yourself too far," he said.

She suffocated, and the words "getting closer and closer" were like sharp swords, slashing at her heart, causing her severe pain.

It turns out that trying to see his smile has become too much. It turns out that the distance between him and her is already so far!

But before, she had never been willing to admit it, and had always fantasized that he would still have some feelings for her after all.

"I understand, let's go." She said in a low voice, leading him towards the cinema.

He looked at the smile gradually disappearing on her face, her chest seemed to be blocked, and her body seemed to be silently condemning itself, as if he had done something wrong just now.

He is right! He said to himself in his heart.

There was no need for him to smile at her, and as for what she was thinking mentally, what did it have to do with him? After today, the only relationship they had left was that of the child's parents. Apart from that, there was no other relationship.

relationship.

The movie tickets Zhuo Qianyun bought was a romantic comedy. When watching the movie, they were surrounded by laughter, but Ye Wenming didn't feel like laughing at all.

Almost all of his attention fell on the slender hand that held his right hand tightly.

From the moment she sat down until now, she has been holding his hand like this.

If holding hands while walking on the road was bearable for him, then now, in such a dark environment, sitting with her holding hands like this, the feeling was even more vivid.

Especially when her fingers moved from time to time, and her fingertips touched his palm, it made his whole body stiff, and all the blood in his body was concentrated on his hands. His body's instinct seemed to be longing for more of her.

Like touching.

When her hand moved again, holding his hand tighter, he jerked his hand, trying to withdraw it.

"No!" She shouted softly and held her tighter, as if she was really afraid that he would pull away. "Can you let me hold you for a little longer?"

He pursed his thin lips tightly and hesitated. At this moment, his phone suddenly vibrated. The next moment, he forcefully withdrew his hand and took out the phone, almost as if he was running away.
Chapter completed!