Chapter 105 Dream (Part 2) (2300 Words)

"Ye Ge, congratulations on your graduation."

On the day of the graduation ceremony, Tang Zhiyan, who graduated a year earlier than Ye Ge, came to the university.

Seeing Ye Ge wearing a brand new black academic uniform, Tang Zhiyan's eyes sparkled, and he even thought about asking Ye Ge not to take off this academic uniform tonight.

"Yeah, I didn't expect to graduate again." Ye Ge looked at the campus, with reluctance flashing in his eyes.

"Again?" Tang Zhiyan tilted his head.

"Nothing." Ye Ge smiled, "I'm going to attend the graduation ceremony first."

"Well, I'm waiting for you here. I want to take you to a place today."

"Where?"

Tang Zhiyan pressed her jade finger to Ye Ge's lips: "I won't tell you yet."

At ten o'clock that day, after attending the graduation ceremony, Ye Ge was directly pulled into the car by Tang Zhiyan.

When the car stopped, it was already at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Tang Zhiyan held Ye Ge's hand with one hand and took out two household registration books from the bag with the other hand.

Tang Zhiyan looked at Ye Ge with crooked eyes: "Today you graduated as a student, but you are not unemployed. From today on, you will be my husband, okay?"

Seeing his girlfriend's nervous eyes and the little hand holding him trembling slightly, Ye Ge couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

It turns out that she can also be nervous.

"Okay." Ye Ge smiled and nodded, "Well, wife, let's go get the certificate."

The moment Ye Ge agreed, Tang Zhiyan's eyes bloomed like the most dazzling fireworks in the world. Tang Zhiyan held Ye Ge's hand tighter, with tears of joy filling his eyes: "Okay, hubby! "

"Husband, do you want to go to work?"

"Well, I want to go to class. I feel like lying at home all the time is not an option." Ye Ge nodded.

"Husband, forget it. You can play whatever you want at home. There's no need to go to work." Tang Zhiyan's eyes were filled with nervousness and worry.

"It's okay. I'll just work for a few days, otherwise it'll be too boring."

"Okay, how about you being my assistant?"

"It doesn't feel good. I'll just find a job as a programmer."

"Oh well."

"Husband, who is the woman on your phone?" At night, Tang Zhiyan held Ye Ge's phone tightly and asked.

"My boss, what's wrong?" Ye Ge, who had just come out of the bathroom, looked confused.

Tang Zhiyan took a deep breath: "Husband, you should resign tomorrow."

Ye Ge: "Why?"

"I don't want you to be seen talking to other women."

"Huh? She is just my boss, and my chat with her is only about work!"

"No! No! It just can't be done!"

"Hey! Zhanyan, why did you lock the door?"

Ye Ge called Tang Zhiyan.

Early the next morning, Ye Ge got up from bed and went to work, only to find that the door of the villa was locked.

"Husband, you don't have to go to work. You can play any game at home. I'll have someone bring you food. In addition, you can't chat with women on the Internet. I will check the gender of the people you chat with every day. of."

"Cigarette, are you crazy?"

"Honey, I'm not crazy. I love you so much. When I come back, I will be with you as soon as I get off work."

"Hey! Cigarettes! Cigarettes!"

"Zhang Yan, there is something I have to talk to you about."

"Husband, what's going on?"

"I'm not a canary. Now, I really can't help it. I don't have my own social network. I have to report to you every time I go out, and you must follow me.

You need to check all my online records.

I can't go out. I'm locked in my house by you every day. I can't even go shopping.

I don't have any freedom of my own.

This kind of life is too tiring.

Let's get a divorce. "

Tang Zhiyan's eyes swayed and he looked at Ye Ge in disbelief: "Husband, what did you say?"

Ye Ge looked into Tang Zhanyan's eyes, spoke slowly, and repeated again: "I'm going to leave the house, let's get a divorce."

"My husband wants to divorce me."

"My husband wants to divorce me."

"My husband wants to divorce me."

Tang Zhiyan walked up the mountain, cutting his wrist with a knife as he walked.

Wearing a white skirt, Tang Zhiyan stood on the top of a steep mountain. In front of her, there were thousands of lights and a steep rocky slope. This was a wild road without guardrails.

Looking at the steep mountain wall, Tang Zhiyan was about to take a step forward.

"Zhan Yan, what are you doing?" Ye Ge shouted from behind Tang Zhi Yan.

Tang Zhiyan turned around, she was wearing a white dress, the skirt was stained with blood, her wrist was dripping with red liquid, and the knife was stained red.

"Ye Ge."

The mountain breeze blew Tang Zhanyan's long hair and skirt, and the white dress clung tightly to her graceful figure.

Tang Zhanyan tilted his head slightly, bent his eyes and smiled: "Ye Ge, I will not divorce you. Even if I die, I will turn into a ghost and stay with you forever."

"Okay, no divorce. Put down the knife first. Don't stand over there. Come here first!"

"Ye Ge! Wake up!"

"Ye Ge! Don't die!"

"I beg you, Ye Ge, don't die!"

"Doctor, you must save my husband! I beg you! Please."

"Zhanyan, let go, don't waste the rescue time, Zhanyan!" Tang's father and Tang's mother quickly grabbed their daughter.

Tang Zhiyan watched her beloved being pushed into the operating room.

Five hours later, the operating room door opened, the doctor came out, and Tang Zhiyan rushed up immediately.

"Doctor, my husband."

"Miss Tang, I'm sorry, we have tried our best. Your husband..."

In an instant, Tang Zhiyan's mind went blank.

The sky seemed to fall down.

Cemetery.

On a deserted night, Tang Zhiyan came to Ye Ge's tombstone in a red dress.

This was the red wedding dress when Tang Zhiyan and Ye Ge held a Chinese wedding.

The red dress wrapped around her body, revealing the girl's graceful neck and clearly visible collarbone. The folds of the skirt flowed like snow and moonlight, and she was more than three feet long, and her three thousand black hair was tied up with a hairband.

The red lips were stained with rouge, and the long eyelashes were curved.

Even after more than ten years of marriage, Tang Zhiyan's figure is still the same as when she first got married, without any change, but adding more feminine charm.

Tang Zhiyan's white and tender hand gently stroked the tombstone: "Ye Ge, I said, I will always be with you, no matter where you are, I will find you and stay by your side."

In the other red sleeve of Tang Zhiyan, there was a silver-white knife, shining with the moonlight.

The knife bloomed blood-red plum blossoms.

Tang Zhiyan's hand holding the knife fell heavily, and the knife rolled to the side of her knees.

Tang Zhiyan leaned against the tombstone, smiling, and fell into an eternal sleep.

"Zhiyan, Zhiyan, wake up, Zhiyan."

Just when Tang Zhiyan, who was lying on the bed, was still in a dream, a familiar call came from the head of the bed.

Tang Zhiyan suddenly opened his eyes and saw Lin Wanwan's eyes.

"Where am I?"

Tang Zhiyan shook his head gently and sat up.

"Where else could it be? Of course it was in the dormitory." Lin Wanwan looked at Tang Zhiyan worriedly, "Zhiyan, are you okay? What did you dream about? Why are you crying like this?"

"I" Tang Zhiyan touched her face, which was still wet with tears, and the pillow had been wet for a long time, "I had a dream."

"Nonsense, of course I know you had a dream, what was it." Lin Wanwan rolled her eyes at her bestie.

Tang Zhiyan, who had completely come to her senses, looked at the early morning sun outside the window and shook her head:

"A dream that seemed like a dream, but was so real that it didn't seem like a dream."