A trace of confusion flashed across Cen Yue's eyes. "When did we ever have separate rooms?"

Not to mention that he would never do such a thing.

It seems that the one who suggested separate rooms was not him.

The person in his arms didn't answer.

Song Yiyi has fallen asleep.

Cen Yue recalled it carefully but still couldn't find the answer.

Because after they got married.

In the same bed every night.

Song Yiyi fell asleep peacefully, leaving Cen Yue to think about it for a long time, but he could only think of the fact that he slept later than her that night.

That day, when Cen Yue came out of the study and passed by the guest room, the quilt that Song Yiyi had folded crookedly during the day had already fallen apart.

It's not just folded, it's more like crumpled into a ball.

Cen Yue went in and folded it again.

He had just finished washing up and was lying down next to Song Yiyi when Song Yiyi came over to him.

Cen Yue was a little angry because Gu Chengze carried a rubber band with him.

It was extinguished in an instant.

Cen Yue was not angry at Song Yiyi or Gu Chengze, but at himself.

If only he had been more careful.

It was not Gu Chengze's turn to pass the rubber band.

He is no match for Gu Chengze.

Gu Cheng knew that Song Yiyi didn't like to tie her hair, so he prepared some rubber bands with her.

Gu Cheng knew that Song Yiyi loved spicy rabbit, so he made it for her the next day.

Cen Yue was angry with himself.

I was so angry that I was about to explode.

Fortunately, he was despicable enough to steal the spicy rabbit while Song Yiyi was not paying attention.

No spicy rabbit.

Song Yiyi could only eat the beef jerky he made.

Thinking about it now, Cen Yue regretted that he almost scared Song Yiyi away.

Thinking of this, Cen Yue held Song Yiyi's arms tighter.

He reflected.

Not again.

Song Yiyi was awakened by the chirping of birds outside.

It was rare for Cen Yue to still be asleep.

As soon as she moved, he woke up.

Cen Yue answered Song Yiyi's question from yesterday and made it clear that they did not sleep in separate rooms.

Song Yiyi felt a little embarrassed when she heard it at first.

"I'm just asking casually."

How could she know that Cen Yue was so serious?

Cen Yue avoided the main point and didn't say what he was angry about those days.

Fortunately, Song Yiyi didn't ask any further questions.

Song Minghui and Cai Mengjun got up early and made breakfast together in the kitchen.

Wait until breakfast.

Song Minghui rode his bike to work.

Cen Yue wanted to drive him, but Song Minghui refused flatly: "No, it would be bad if someone saw us."

Before leaving, he pointed to the things on the stone bench and said, "Yiyi, take those with you when you go to the grave."

Song Minghui left after saying this.

He pedaled the bicycle very fast, afraid that Song Yiyi would say something else.

Cai Mengjun looked at his receding figure with concern, "It rained a few days ago, and your dad said his legs hurt, and now he's riding his bike so fast."

People who work all year round will suffer from leg and back pain to some extent when they reach middle age.

Song Yiyi also stared at Song Minghui's back.

Until he turned the corner and disappeared at the entrance of the village.

Song Yiyi took Cai Mengjun's arm and walked into the yard. "Mom, my dad won't be working tomorrow. Let's go to the city hospital for a checkup."

People of this era have no concept of physical examinations.

Since you mentioned leg pain, it’s better to get it checked.

Song Yiyi and Cen Yue also went out quickly.

The village cemetery was not far from the village, and there was a small path in the fields, so the two of them walked there.

When she met villagers on the road, Song Yiyi would greet them warmly and then introduce them to Cen Yue one by one.

"Cen Yue, this is my fifth aunt."

"Hello, Fifth Aunt."

"Call me Third Uncle."

"Hello, Third Uncle."

"Second Master."

"Second Master!"

From the east to the west of the village, the greetings never stopped.

Cen Yue listened to Song Yiyi talking to them very patiently, and called her whatever she asked him to call her.

When others praised Song Yiyi, they did not forget to mention the big man behind her.

Wait until the two leave.

A group of people immediately gathered under the tree at the entrance of the village, and everyone was talking at once.

"Don't say that, it's different when you're married. Yiyi is so lovely and close to me."

"Yeah, he talks a lot now. In the past, when he saw me, he would just say hello and run home, afraid to say more to me."

"Her man looks like someone who is not easy to mess with."

"That's no use listening to my wife."

Song Yiyi couldn't hear the discussions because she and Cen Yue had already reached the cemetery.

The two men cleared the weeds, wiped the dirt off the monument, and began to burn paper.

"The gold ingots were folded by Dad himself."

Cen Yue suddenly said, "Mom said so."

The tombstone was erected by Song Minghui, and there were only Song Wei's clothes inside.

The fire destroyed everything beyond recognition.

There are many things that don't match up.

Song Yiyi didn't put much effort into burning paper.

Because she knew her mother was still alive.

Song Yiyi quickly took Cen Yue away without saying anything in front of the grave.

After they walked away, she asked, "Cen Yue, if after you get married, you realize that your true love is not the one you married, but that person just showed up a little too late, what would you do?"

Upon hearing this, Cen Yue stopped and turned to look at Song Yiyi with a deeper look in his eyes.

Song Yiyi quickly waved her hands, "I'm just discussing this with you, it's not me, don't look at me like that."

It made her look like a traitor.

Cen Yue raised his eyebrows and asked slowly, "Are you a dual-cassette recorder?"

Song Yiyi was confused. "Ah? What did you say?"

Cen Yue curled his lip and said casually, "To discuss your problem, after getting married, you find out that the person you married is not your true love. It can't be a human being, it's a dual-cassette recorder."

Song Yiyi didn't understand at all.

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