Chapter 217 Then let’s register for marriage on Sunday.

Mu Jia gently pushed his chest, with a helpless smile in her tone: "Xie Siyan, stop making trouble..." But Xie Siyan pulled her back into his arms.

His chin rested on the top of her head, and his voice was muffled, a little unlike his usual calmness: "Wife, I want to go camping too."

Mu Jia was startled when he heard this, and keenly caught that word:

"……also?"

This word suddenly stood between the two of them, causing them to maintain their embrace and fall into silence.

Some vague fragments quickly flashed through Mu Jia's mind. She raised her head and looked carefully at Xie Siyan's face close to her, trying to find the answer from those deep eyes.

Xie Siyan suddenly stood up and was silent for a while. He met her inquiring gaze and hummed softly.

It's like finally deciding to uncover a dusty corner.

His voice was very soft, but with a clear and discernible trace, "That time, you and Cheng Yu'an went out..."

He paused before continuing, "I'll follow you."

Mu Jia subconsciously asked, "Which time?"

But in fact, the moment she asked the question, a certain premonition had already quietly gripped her heartbeat.

She quickly remembered—it was shortly after she arrived in Los Angeles, and not long had passed since she left him without saying goodbye.

It turned out that it wasn't that he hadn't thought about redeeming her, but at that moment, he saw her and Cheng Yu'an together, and then...

Mu Jia tried to put himself into Xie Siyan's mood at that time, and his chest suddenly tightened, with a subtle and real sourness.

No matter how inferior and cowardly she had felt in the past, she had never really spoken out those words hidden deep in her heart.

From Xie Siyan's perspective, all he could see was her repeated retreat, her seemingly indifferent alienation, and her final departure without saying goodbye.

How could he not feel wronged?

Her love, like a plant that took root silently, was never seen by him.

Mu Jia was silent for a long time, then suddenly reached out, gently pulled Xie Siyan's sleeve, and led him to sit on the sofa beside him.

Her voice was very soft, as if she was talking to herself: "...did you misunderstand something at that time?"

She paused for a moment, then continued her explanation in a gentle voice, as if smoothing out an old wrinkle. "Actually, he and I only went out a few times. At least during the time we first broke up...that was the case."

This explanation came two years late.

She didn't know whether these words could still soothe the waves that had been stirred in his heart, and whether the traces of misunderstanding that had been gnawed at him still remained.

But she said it anyway.

Xie Siyan subconsciously wanted to ask, "What about the other time, did we go to see Ye Zhen's theater performance together?"

But when these words came to his lips, he swallowed them back silently.

Many women inevitably dwell on past events in relationships, but Mu Jia isn't one to be drawn into it. He knows that dwelling on past events won't benefit their relationship.

In the end, he just slightly shifted his gaze and said, "Hmm," "I know."

Xie Siyan took the initiative to pinch her face, and twitched his thin lips, "After all, you are in my arms now, not someone else."

Mu Jia gently rested her forehead against his chest, which felt hard. Xie Siyan had not stopped exercising since coming to Los Angeles.

Her voice was soft but clear, like a feather blending into the silent space: "Xie Siyan, I like you."

She paused, as if confirming some long-accumulated feeling, and then added more lightly and firmly:

"I've always...loved you the most."

After saying that, Mu Jia paused. In the long future, she would let him see those unspoken feelings. He didn't need to doubt or misunderstand. She would always love him the most.

…

Mu Jia finally took Xie Siyan out camping.

The location was chosen to be the campsite where she and Cheng Yu'an had been before.

To be honest, she had only been to this place once, and the experience wasn't particularly good. The scenery wasn't outstanding, and the night wind was exceptionally chilly...

She was on her way back when she encountered that car. She was in a daze the whole time and had almost forgotten the camping experience before she even got home.

Mu Jia turned her head away, helplessly looking at the man beside her who was setting up the tent with his eyes downcast, and couldn't help but shake her head slightly. She sometimes felt that Xie Siyan was rational, mature, and strategic when dealing with serious matters, but at other times, like now, he revealed an inexplicable childishness.

She stuck out her tongue. Fortunately, Xie Siyan hadn't watched her and Cheng Yu'an's love affair. If there were any of those internet-famous check-in spots that only college students loved to go to, he would also demand to visit them all. She wanted to lose track of time and space...

"It's set up."

"Here I come."

Mu Jia paused, her thoughts pausing as she looked up in his direction. Sunlight filtered through the leaves onto his chiseled face, and she suddenly smiled softly.

A famous case of emotional value on the Internet came to my mind.

"You set up the tent so quickly and well!"

After Mu Jia finished speaking, she couldn't help but burst out laughing. She remembered the joke -

【Honey, turn off the lights.】

【Husband, when you turn off the light, it’s dark! 】

Mu Jia tried hard to suppress his smile, walked to Xie Siyan's side, and muttered in a tone that he could hear, "It's much better than the tent set up by Cheng Yuan..."

Xie Siyan frowned, feeling that her attitude was not right, as if she was mocking him. He frowned and pulled her back into his arms, then questioned, "Really?"

Mu Jia put on a sincere expression and nodded, "Really."

The tone was firm.

I'm sorry, Cheng Yu'an. Pulling you out of this situation is also a contribution to my lifelong happiness.

In fact, she no longer remembered the specific process of camping with Cheng Yu'an that day, but she was really afraid that Xie Siyan would repeat her and Cheng Yu'an's daily love life, and she couldn't bear it.

"Then we'll register for marriage on Sunday."

Xie Siyan didn't let go of Mu Jia's waist. He lowered his head and pressed it against her neck, smelling the fresh and pleasant scent of shower gel on her body. "Mu Jia, I want to get married."

After saying that, he took out a black velvet box from the camping tool box next to him. Mu Jia looked up in surprise.

Xie Siyan opened it and found a ring inside.

The yellow sapphire sparkles and sparkles in the sunlight.

It is estimated to be over 30 carats and is very valuable.

"This is an heirloom from my grandmother's family. If you don't like it, we can order another pair."