Jiang Yiyu lowered his eyes and avoided her gaze: "I am a little envious of Sun Wukong."

"Ah?" Song Shengsheng found it a bit absurd and funny: "What, are you planning to become a monk?"

"no."

"Then why do you envy Sun Wukong? Do you want a master? Or do you want the golden cudgel? The tight-fitting curse? If you want any of these, I'll go to the store and buy you a set tomorrow."

"no!"

"What is that?"

"I envy him for being able to spring out from between the rocks."

Song Shengsheng couldn't help laughing out loud. She leaned on Jiang Yiyu's shoulder, shaking with laughter. Jiang Yiyu frowned, tears still lingering in his eyes: "Is it really that funny?"

"Yes, so you cried anxiously because you were resisting going back to the Jiang family and the Li family in two days. Jiang Yiyu, no matter how anxious you are, can you restrain yourself a little? Don't be like this after such a happy time. I thought something was wrong with you..."

"I'm sorry. When I think about how kind you are, staying by my side, yet having to deal with so many problems, I feel guilty, I blame myself, and I want to cry..."

Song Shengsheng covered his mouth. She suppressed her smile a little, sat up, and looked at him: "Don't say anymore, I know everything."

Jiang Yiyu blinked, and tears slipped out again. Song Shengsheng sighed helplessly and pointed to the bathroom: "If you have cried enough, carry me over, take a shower, and go out for a walk later."

Jiang Yiyu nodded, and Song Shengsheng confirmed with him one last time: "I'm going to let you go, and you're not allowed to cry or nag anymore. Do you hear me?"

Jiang Yiyu nodded obediently again. Song Shengsheng released the hand that was covering his mouth, waited for him to sit up, and opened her arms to him. Jiang Yiyu picked her up and walked towards the bathroom.

…

The two of them were soaking in the bathtub. Song Shengsheng leaned against him, holding his hand and rubbing his knuckles. "Tell me, how did your nails grow? Why are your nails all pink?"

"What's the point of all this? I'm a grown man, so I'd better be a little rough."

"Guess if you didn't look like this, I wouldn't still like you."

Jiang Yiyu fell silent.

Song Shengsheng yawned, curled his fingers together, and then slowly opened them one by one: "My body and hair are given by my parents. As long as they exist, they are meaningful. Everything is the best arrangement. You are also my favorite way."

"So if someone else comes along who's more to your liking than me, will you stop liking me?"

"Of course not, how can I explain this to you?"

Song Shengsheng thought for a moment and held his hand: "Let me explain this to you. Because you look the way I like, and you happen to be you, that's why I like you. Do you understand?"

"After all, you just like my face."

"Yeah, I'm obsessed with looks. You've known this for a long time. I've liked beautiful and shiny things since I was a child, and so have people. I don't like downward compatibility. I just reach out and try to get everything I want."

"What if I'm a poor guy with nothing but a pretty face, but I love you, will you be with me?"

Song Shengsheng shook his head decisively: "I'm used to buying things without looking at the price, and I can get whatever I want. I can't bear the hardship with you. Besides, there are many handsome people in this world, and appearance is not the only criterion for being loved.

So Jiang Yiyu, you are just the right person for me. I believe in love at first sight, but I also believe in love that grows over time. That’s why you amazed me at first sight and have been with me for twelve years, satisfying my yearning for trust in love.

Our two families are well matched, and you are ambitious and capable, so being with you will not lower my living standards. On the contrary, you will do your best to give me a better life.

I have a strong personality and sometimes I am not easy to talk to, but you can always tolerate me, play with me, and listen to my nonsense. I like to preach, so you just listen to me.

You are gentle and kind, and you won't get angry with me. As long as I don't touch on your inner pain and bottom line, your emotions are very stable. You tolerate me and indulge me, which makes me feel very safe and allows me to release the sense of security I want to give you. That's why I like you very much. As long as you can keep this up for a lifetime, I can spend my whole life with you."

"All love has a reason..."

"Don't you love me for any reason?"

Jiang Yiyu had no choice but to nod: "Yes."

"That's fine, the reasons we love each other happen to be each other's strengths, so we are not useless, at least in the eyes of our lovers.

Because of acceptance, I love. Because of love, I tolerate and accept everything. You don't need to feel too guilty about me because you are the one I chose. By choosing you, I have anticipated everything I will face. Do you understand this?"

"Yeah." Jiang Yiyu lowered his head and kissed her shoulder: "Thank you, dear. I feel comforted."

"I'm not trying to comfort you, I'm telling you the truth, so stop blaming yourself. You can cry, but don't cry for too long, because it will hurt me."

…

On the fourth day of the New Year, Song Shengsheng and Jiang Yiyu returned to the Li family together.

As soon as they entered the door, they became the focus. There were many guests in the Li family. Song Shengsheng and Jiang Yiyu sat on the mahogany armchair in the reception room, drinking tea slowly while listening to the zither player playing the guqin. The sound of the zither was melodious, but it did not make them calm, because the sound was mixed with flattery.

Song Shengsheng didn't know what Jiang Yiyu had done in the past year, but she only saw Li Yun, who was sitting in the main seat, smiling kindly when he looked at them. His expression and tone made it seem as if there had never been any grudge between him and Jiang Yiyu.

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