Chapter 60 Finale

Just like that, three years later, the child from the Wu family finally grew up, and he was willing to marry into the Zhao family.

So the Zhao and Wu families secretly held a wedding inside, and no one outside knew about it. Thus, without anyone knowing, the ties between the Zhao and Wu families were transferred to that person and Aramatsu finally became a free man.

The moment he got off the plane after returning to China, Alan Song couldn't wait to take Liang Pin back to Mufeng Yixue.

Mufeng Yixue, the place that carries countless memories for them. The car slowly stopped, and Alan Song got out first, then turned around, gently took Liang Pin's hand, and led him into this familiar and warm world. Stepping into the courtyard, the breeze blew gently, bringing the familiar fragrance of flowers, and the memories of the past surged like a tide.

"Little thing, we are back." Alan Song's voice was deep and full of affection, his eyes full of longing for the future life. Liang Pin raised his head slightly, looked at the house in front of him, his eyes slightly red, and nodded vigorously, "Great, we are finally back."

Although it’s nice to be on the island, this is their real home after all.

Walking into the house, the furniture was still in the same condition as when they left, spotless, and clearly someone had taken good care of it. Lan Song took Liang Pin to the living room, and the two sat side by side on the sofa, and Lan Song gently held Liang Pin in his arms.

"In the days ahead, we will never be apart again." Alan Song whispered in Liang Pin's ear, his words full of determination. Liang Pin leaned in his arms, feeling the long-lost warmth and peace of mind, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, "Okay, never be apart again, Brother Song, we should get married, when are you going to marry me?"

The moonlight was like water, gently falling on the courtyard of Mufeng Yixue, covering everything in the world with a layer of dreamy gauze. A Lan hugged Liang Pin tightly, and the two of them sat on the swing in the courtyard, which swayed gently with the breeze.

A Lansong rested his chin lightly on Liang Pin's shoulder, his warm breath lingering around Liang Pin's ears. He hugged Liang Pin tighter, as if he wanted to rub him into his own bones and blood.

The man turned around gently, letting Liang Pin face him, holding Liang Pin's cheeks with his hands, staring into his eyes with deep affection and doting. "Little thing, are you really willing to marry me?" Alison's voice trembled slightly, "Tomorrow, no, now, I want to marry you immediately."

As he said that, Alan Song quickly stood up and took Liang Pin into the house. He searched the room and finally found a ring that he had treasured for a long time. It was a simple and exquisite ring, and the diamonds sparkled brightly under the light, just like their passionate love at the moment.

This was when Alan Song first saw Liang Pin and somehow bought the diamond ring.

Alan Song knelt on one knee, solemnly took Liang Pin's hand, and slowly put the ring on his ring finger. "My dear, this ring represents my love for you. It will always be with you, just like I will always be by your side." Alan Song's voice was firm and steady.

"I do, Song."

One month later.

In a vast sea of ​​roses near the Aegean Sea, the breeze blew gently, red waves of flowers rolled, and the rich fragrance filled the air, weaving an extremely dreamy background for the wedding.

Alan Song and Liang Pin wore carefully tailored suits and stood side by side under the white arch in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers. Alan Song's black suit was straight and slim, highlighting his tall and straight figure, and the light pink rose pinned on his collar added a bit of softness and romance to him.

Liang Pin wore a white tuxedo, which was tailored to fit his body, making him look elegant and handsome. He also had a rose on his chest, which matched that of Aran Matsuyoshi.

The guests sat around, their faces filled with genuine smiles, and the bouquets of sunflowers in their hands swayed gently in the breeze. The music on the scene was soothing and melodious, which was the melody that Alan Song specially selected for Liang Pin. Every beating note told the difficulties they had gone through, from the heartbeat when they met, to the running-in during their relationship, to the affectionate embrace now, which was full of traces of love.

Si Yi stood in front of them, opened the speech he had prepared in his hand, and spoke solemnly: "At this beautiful moment, we gather here to witness the love vows of A Lansong and Liang Pin. Love is the most beautiful emotion in the world. It makes two souls attract each other and blend with each other..." Si Yi's voice echoed in the sea of ​​flowers, and every word seemed to carry a divine power.

A Lansong turned around first and faced Liang Pin. Tears sparkled in his eyes. He gently held Liang Pin's hand with both hands. His voice was slightly trembling but full of determination: "My little boy, from the first time I saw you when I was a child, my heart was stolen by you. You were so cute squatting there looking at me. Over the years, we have experienced ups and downs together, and every moment has become the most precious treasure in my life. I promise that in the days to come, no matter what difficulties we encounter, I will hold your hand tightly, never leave you, and use all of me to love and protect you."

Liang Pin listened to Alan Song's vow, tears welled up in his eyes. He raised his head slightly, took a deep breath, tried to calm his excitement, then looked at Alan Song and responded affectionately: "Brother Song, you are the light in my life. It is you who made me feel the happiness of loving and being loved. I am willing to walk through every spring, summer, autumn and winter with you, whether it is sunny or stormy, I want to face it with you. I will always be by your side and love you forever."

When exchanging rings, Lan Song took out the pair of carefully prepared rings from his pocket. The design of the rings was simple and unique, with two dazzling diamonds inlaid in the white gold ring body, shining brightly under the sunlight. Lan Song gently picked up one of them, slowly put it on Liang Pin's ring finger, and then gently kissed the back of his hand. Liang Pin also picked up another ring and put it on Lan Song. The two held hands tightly, and the rings shone against each other, symbolizing their eternal commitment.

The officiant smiled and announced: "I declare you husband and wife. May your love be as fragrant as the roses all over the mountains, and never fade. May your friendship be like the name of the Aegean Sea, and never dry up!"

As soon as the words fell, there was warm applause and cheers. The guests stood up and threw the petals in their hands into the air. The colorful petals fluttered and fell like snowflakes, sprinkled on Alan Song and Liang Pin.

They embraced and kissed in the rain of petals, and the surrounding sea of ​​roses also cheered for their love. At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and the whole world was immersed in this sweet and beautiful love. Their love story also came to a romantic end in this sea of ​​flowers.

Amid the cheers of the crowd and the petals, Alan Song and Liang Pin hugged each other tightly, unwilling to separate for a long time. The sound of the photographer's shutter kept ringing, freezing this happy moment and becoming the most precious souvenir of their love.

As they walked hand in hand through the aisle paved with rose petals, guests on both sides of the flower wall gave their sincere blessings. Some friends cried out in hope that they would be together forever. Arane's adoptive parents also smiled and nodded, watching with satisfaction as the newlyweds embarked on a new journey of life.

Afterwards, everyone moved to the banquet venue not far away. Under the huge white tent, there were beautifully decorated dining tables, each with a rose-themed flower arrangement, flickering candlelight, and lingering fragrance. The guests sat together, enjoying the rich food, while Alan Song and Liang Pin toasted and thanked everyone at each table.

At the banquet, Alan Song's good friend Shen Mobai stood up to give a speech. He smiled and recalled every detail of how Alan Song and Liang Pin met and got to know each other: "I still remember the first time Alan Song mentioned Liang Pin, the love in his eyes could not be hidden. They have experienced a lot along the way, but fortunately they finally got together. I wish you love and happiness as always in the future." These words caused the people present to nod frequently and applaud.

The banquet reached its climax, and the live band played cheerful dance music. Lan Song took Liang Pin's hand and walked into the center of the dance floor. Their dance steps were light and tacit, sometimes spinning, sometimes hugging each other, as if the whole world was left with only each other. The guests around also joined in, and the dance floor instantly became lively and lively, with laughter echoing throughout the banquet.

As night fell, the sky was dotted with stars, reflecting the lights on the ground. Alan Song and Liang Pin quietly left the banquet and came to a small pavilion at the edge of the sea of ​​flowers. It was quiet and beautiful here, far away from the hustle and bustle, and they could enjoy their own world.

Ah Lansong gently hugged Liang Pin, looked at the stars in the night sky, and said softly: "My dear, I am so happy."

Liang Pin leaned in his arms and smiled and replied, "Me too, Brother Song. In the future, no matter what happens, we will go on together."

The two of them snuggled quietly in the pavilion, feeling each other's heartbeat and breathing. Not far away, the lively party was still going on, but at this moment, they were intoxicated in this quiet romance, full of infinite longing and expectation for the future life, ready to run hand in hand into a long life full of love.

At this time, Wei Yijue called and congratulated, "Liang Liang, congratulations to you. I was delayed by something today and missed your wedding, but I still want to congratulate you." After that, Wei Yijue hung up the phone, as if he really had something urgent.

Little did they know that Xiaoliang was sick.

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Xiaoliang had a high fever for no apparent reason, and the atmosphere in the room was so heavy that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it. Xiaoliang lay on the bed, his face as pale as paper, his forehead flushed, and fine beads of sweat kept oozing out from his temples, wetting the pillowcase. His eyes were tightly closed, his brows were tightly knitted, and he uttered faint mumblings from time to time, and he looked extremely weak.

Wei Yijue stayed by the bed, anxious. With shaking hands, he kept wiping Xiaoliang's forehead with a towel dipped in cold water, trying to cool him down, but Xiaoliang's body temperature showed no sign of dropping.

"Xiaoliang, why is it still so hot?" Wei Yijue's voice was full of anxiety and fear. He was usually calm and elegant, but at this moment his eyes were red and his temples were slightly messy.

Finally, the doorbell rang urgently, and Wei Yijue hurried over to bring Shen Mobai over. Shen Mobai hurried in with a medical kit on his back, and without even saying a word of courtesy, he quickly came to the small bed to start testing.

The doctor first listened carefully to Xiaoliang's heart and lungs with a stethoscope, then looked at his tongue, his expression becoming increasingly serious.

After the examination, the doctor's expression became extremely complicated, with shock, confusion, and hesitation appearing alternately on his face.

After a long while, Shen Mobai still frowned, as if he had made up his mind, "Uh...well, it was too long last night, I'm tired, I still need to be restrained."

Wei Yijue's gentle eyes widened slightly, his face turned red and white, he was first surprised for a moment, and then he was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack to crawl into. He scratched his hair helplessly, thinking back to last night, when the two of them were immersed in love and didn't control the time well.

He thought it was just a normal act of intimacy, but he didn't expect that Xiaoliang would fall ill. He was filled with regret, and his voice was filled with deep self-blame: "It's all my fault. I didn't consider these things."

After the embarrassment, Shen Mobai explained seriously: "Overwork will affect the body's functions and lead to a decrease in immunity. Xiaoliang's symptoms are typical of overwork, so Mr. Wei, remember to be moderate next time."

At this time, Xiaoliang on the bed woke up slowly. He heard their conversation in a daze and came to his senses instantly. His face was flushed. He pulled the quilt over his head and said in a low voice, "Stop talking." Wei Yijue saw this and hurriedly sat down beside the bed, gently lifted the quilt, gently stroked Xiaoliang's forehead, and coaxed him softly, "Xiaoliang, don't be shy. Take good care of yourself. I will pay attention to it in the future."

Shen Mobai coughed lightly and began to explain the follow-up nursing matters: "Let Xiaoliang rest more in the next few days, eat a lighter diet, and take medicine on time. I will come back for a check-up in two days."

When Xiaoliang heard that he had to come for a re-examination, he quickly grabbed Wei Yijue's arm and said, "No, no need for a re-examination."

Wei Yijue noticed Xiaoliang's shyness, so he turned around and slowly said to Shen Mobai, "Mr. Shen, there is no need for a re-examination. Thank you for your trouble. I'll see you off."

"No need. Remember to pay the medical fee on time. I'm leaving first. You guys can take your time." Shen Mobai smiled and left the room.

Wei Yijue waited for Shen Mobai to leave, then turned back to the bedside. Looking at Xiaoliang who was covering his face tightly, he found it funny again. He sat down gently on the bedside, reached out and took Xiaoliang's hand away from his face, and said softly, "Xiaoliang, don't be shy, Mr. Shen has left."

Xiaoliang slowly opened her eyes, with some embarrassment in her eyes, and muttered softly: "This is so embarrassing." Wei Yijue gently held Xiaoliang in his arms, rested his chin on her forehead, and coaxed her softly: "Don't think about it, the most important thing for you now is to take care of your body."

Afterwards, Wei Yijue got up and went to the kitchen. According to Shen Mobai's instructions for a light diet, he cooked vegetable porridge for Xiaoliang himself. In the kitchen, he washed and cut vegetables unfamiliarly. Although his movements were not smooth, they were full of seriousness. After a while, the aroma of porridge filled the air. He scooped out a bowl and carefully placed it in front of Xiaoliang.

"Xiaoliang, try it and see if it suits your taste." Wei Yijue sat on the bed, took a spoon, blew on it gently, and handed it to Xiaoliang's mouth.

Xiaoliang took a sip from his hand. The soft and sticky rice mixed with the sweet vegetables melted on his tongue and warmed his heart. It was the first time he saw his master cooking for him. He was moved and nodded with red eyes. "Yeah, it tastes good."

Under Wei Yijue's careful care, Xiaoliang's health gradually improved. Two days later, he was able to walk in the yard. The afternoon sun lazily sprinkled in the yard.

"Brother Wei, thank you." Xiaoliang raised his head slightly and looked at Wei Yijue with love in his eyes.

Wei Yijue stopped walking, gently held Xiaoliang's face, and said seriously: "Silly, it is my duty to take care of you. You are my wife."

Xiaoliang was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes when he heard this. This was something he had never dared to think about before, but now everything seemed as beautiful as a dream to Xiaoliang.

Even though Wei Yijue has not let go of Liang Pin, or he will never let go of Liang Pin in his entire life, so what? As long as he exists in his master's heart, that is enough.

He didn't ask for much, as long as he could always be with his master he would be content.