Jun Mohan turned around and hugged her. Looking at the woman with tear marks on her face, he raised his hands and held her face.
His thumb wiped away the tears from her eyes inch by inch.
"Don't say sorry. Husband and wife are one. There will never be an apology."
That night, Wen Xin received a call from Lin Haiyan, which made her gloomy heart feel a little better.
"It's so warm! Zhou Zhou hasn't had a fever since it subsided. He just coughs occasionally and looks like he's getting better soon."
"This virus is not as harsh on children as it is on the elderly."
"My mother is in the hospital. Mo Han is very considerate and has found a specialist to take care of me. My health has improved a lot. I cough less today, but I still have more phlegm."
"The doctor said I'll be well in a few days. The cancer cells are under control. I can be discharged from the hospital in another half a month."
A smile appeared on Wen Xin's long-lost face. She smiled until tears started to flow. She said, "Mom, I'll wait for you to come out. I can come to see you in a few days."
After hanging up the phone, Wen Xin was in a daze.
Suddenly, the lights in the room went out and the dog started barking.
Wen Xin was so scared that she turned around, only to see Jun Mohan walking towards the door with a not-too-small birthday cake in his hand. His eyes were bright under the candlelight, with a smile on his lips, and he looked extremely gentle.
A low and hoarse singing voice was heard.
"Happy 1st anniversary to you and me."
"Happy 1st anniversary to you and me."
The very left-wing voice, coupled with the peculiar tone, made Wen Xin burst into laughter.
Looking at the man approaching her, Wen Xin suddenly remembered that they had known each other for a year without realizing it.
From being strangers to being close friends now.
Everything was moving towards happiness. If grandma hadn't died, she would have gotten what she wished for.
Great-grandchildren surrounded him.
"Wife, today is the 365th day since we met, from knowing each other to falling in love."
"From disliking each other in the beginning to being inseparable now, you are the only ray of light in my eyes, Jun Mohan, illuminating everything for me."
"I, Jun Mohan, have used up all my kindness in my previous life to get to know you and be with you for the rest of my life."
"Honey, I love you, thank you for marrying me."
Jun Mohan knelt on one knee with the cake in his hand, gazing lovingly at the shy smiling face under the candlelight.
Her eyes were filled with tears and her smile was beautiful.
In the middle of the cake, under the chocolate that reflected their photo, was a diamond ring.
The candlelight is bright and the diamonds are dazzling.
It stung her eyes.
He said gently: "Wife, if you are willing to spend your whole life with me, please wear this ring and join hands with me."
Jun Mohan, who never said sweet words, said the first corny words in his life.
Even he himself was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig a hole in the ground.
If it hadn't happened to grandma, Wen Xin would have been so depressed and miserable that she wouldn't want to come out of it.
Jun Mohan believed that someone like him would never say such a thing.
In order to make her happy, he put aside all his self-esteem and just wanted her to forget the pain and remember that she had a husband who was always by her side.
After the warm surprise, she was moved. Looking at his shy and expectant eyes, she finally smiled.
The long-lost smile is particularly bright, just like the spring sun.
She bent down and placed her slender fingers in front of him, "Then please put the ring on your wife!"
Jun Mohan felt a mixture of sadness and ecstasy. He smiled, picked up the ring and put the cake aside.
He put it on her gently and kissed her hand.
Before he could say anything, Wen Xin smiled and said, "Put the ring on my finger and I will be yours. Do you know how you are going to treat me in the future?"
He was stunned and smiled: "Am I not good enough for you?"
"Not enough," she shook her head, then pulled him up and looked at him with burning eyes.
"Mr. Jun, from today on you must treat your wife well unconditionally."
"When your wife asks you for something, you must do it;"
"If my wife wants to travel, I must accompany her;"
"If my wife is scolded, you must scold her back for me;"
"You must love me, trust me, and tolerate me unconditionally;"
"Your wife is the most important thing in the world. You must remember your wife's kindness."
"You can't cheat on me, you can't go into a cold war, and you must bow your head before me. Can you do it, Mr. Jun?"
Jun Mohan took a deep breath and smiled: "Wife, are you more greedy?"
"You don't agree, right? If you don't agree, I won't marry you."
After she finished speaking, she pretended to leave. Jun Mohan smiled, immediately grabbed her hand and held her in his arms, looking down at her tenderly.
"Don't go, can I not agree?"
"Ha ha......"
The warm bell-like laughter echoed in the room and was finally drowned between his lips and teeth.
......
Jun Morou got off the plane, tiredly pulling her suitcase, and came to the airport gate, where she was waiting for the company bus.
The winter wind made her shiver, the sky was dark and it was about to rain.
The car came and the colleague behind her reminded the dazed Jun Morou.
"Mo Rou, the bus is here, get on it quickly."
Jun Morou smiled and said, "You guys go first, I want to be alone."
Watching his colleagues get into the car and then the car drove away, Jun Morou dragged the suitcase and walked along the road again.
The passing of her grandmother was a great blow to her.
The night my grandmother had the accident, she was on a flight to City A and did not receive a call.
I didn't know my grandma was gone until I got off the plane.
Jun Morou burst into tears in Jiang Yan's arms, blaming herself all the time. If she hadn't brought the virus back on the flight, the virus wouldn't have taken her grandmother's life.
Until now, she has not been able to get over the self-blame.
The phone in my pocket kept ringing, and I could hear the teasing voices of several drunken men behind me.
"Beauty, so lonely?"
"How about we brothers accompany you!"
Jun Morou frowned, turned around and looked at the three drunk men supporting each other behind her, frowned slightly, and quickened her pace.
When the three men saw her charming face, they took advantage of their drunkenness and scattered, ran in front of her and surrounded her.
A nonchalant smile.
"Beauty, you are a flight attendant, right?"
"Chat with us brothers."
Jun Morou said coldly: "Sorry, I don't have time."
As she finished speaking, she was about to leave, but three men rushed up and grabbed her wrist.
The pungent smell of alcohol hit her in the face. Jun Morou was so scared that she shook off those dirty hands. Her high heels tilted and she gasped in pain.
Seeing her look of disgust, the yellow-haired man ran up to her and hugged her.
Jun Morou was so scared that she struggled and screamed, ignoring the pain in her foot and stepped hard on the man's instep.
After getting a breath, Jun Morou ran towards the main road, calling Jiang Yan as she ran.
Jiang Yan was driving to the airport at this time. When he heard the phone ringing and was about to answer it, he saw Jun Morou running not far away, followed by three men.
Jun Morou was grabbed and torn by the man.
In a panic, he mistook the brake for the accelerator and rushed forward a long distance.
The screeching sound of brakes echoed through the street, followed by a blinding light that shone on several men.
Jiang Yan's forehead hit the steering wheel and a trace of blood flowed. Ignoring the pain, he parked the car aside and ran towards Jun Morou.
"Let her go!"
The familiar voice ignited hope in Jun Morou's frightened eyes. She looked up and saw the handsome and familiar face under the car lights, and called out: "Jiang Yan, save me."
"Xiao Rou, don't be afraid."
The yellow-haired man who was hugging her neck from behind shouted angrily: "Don't come over, or we will kill her."
Jiang Yan approached, a chill appeared on his handsome face, and the hands hanging by his side gradually clenched. As he approached, six words burst out from his lips and teeth, "I asked you to let her go."
The man was frightened by his arrogance and grabbed Jun Morou with both hands. The two men next to him punched Jiang Yan.
Before the person arrived in front of him, he was kicked away by Jiang Yan.
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