Duan Ye opened the ring box. He had prepared it long ago, designed it himself, and paid to learn how to make it. For a long time, he told Luo Qingyuan that he was working overtime and would come home late, all while learning this.
He wanted to give her a surprise.
"Qingyuan, we've been through so much together, and we've had so many misunderstandings, but thankfully, after all the twists and turns, we're still by each other's side. I want to... propose to you again."
"I don't want to look back, and I promise that from now on, I, Duan Ye, will only love you. Would you be willing to marry me again?"
Duan Ye said this with some trepidation. He also wanted to wait a little longer, but his past experiences told him that if you love someone, you should be brave enough to say it and take action. Don't be a coward, don't be ambiguous, and don't keep waiting, because if you keep waiting, you can easily lose the person you love.
So even though it was too late, even though it was rushed, he still did it.
Looking up again, he met Luo Qingyuan's gentle and patient gaze, and smiled as he said, "I'm willing."
She only ever loved Duan Ye in her entire life. She didn't know about anyone else, but only when Duan Ye was by her side did her heart find peace. She once thought she would take five years to slowly let go of him.
Unexpectedly, the five years of separation made her even more certain that she loved him very much.
He's the kind of person who, apart from Duan Ye, no one else in the world would want him.
So they put the diamond rings that Duan Ye had made for each other on their fingers, and as their fingers intertwined, a kiss came down between them without them even realizing it.
After a long while, the two of them, panting heavily, let go of each other.
"Wait a minute," Duan Ye said, kissed her cheek, and then ran to the balcony.
Soon, Duan Ye came over carrying a bouquet of flowers, a mix of crabapple and roses planted in the yard.
It's very beautiful.
Luo Qingyuan was completely dumbfounded: "When did you do that?"
Duan Ye laughed and said, "When you went to give them red envelopes, you were in a hurry, but luckily your skills were alright."
Over the years, he has folded countless roses out of paper by hand in the desert, so he has long since mastered the craft.
Luo Qingyuan smiled and accepted it: "I didn't know you had this skill before."
"I know a lot of skills, and you can learn them gradually in the future."
Duan Ye pulled her to sit down. Since they had already eaten, only wine was prepared.
The red wine was also brought by Duan Ye from his hometown.
He personally poured Luo Qingyuan a glass: "Try it."
After downing a glass of red wine, Luo Qingyuan felt a warm sensation in her stomach.
"Is it good?"
"Mmm, it tastes good."
"My dear Miss Luo, would you like to go on a date with me tomorrow?"
Luo Qingyuan chuckled softly: "How about the day after tomorrow?"
"What's wrong with tomorrow?"
"After we return to Kyoto tomorrow, you should come home with me to visit Grandma again."
So Duan Ye nodded: "Okay, then the day after tomorrow. Sorry, I didn't think that far ahead."
Luo Qingyuan smiled and ruffled his hair: "You know what? I'm a few years older than you, but when it comes to relationships, we don't seem to be that mature. But what's more fortunate is that we've made it through all the ups and downs."
Not only did they get through this, but they also didn't give up on each other. That's the best thing about them.
As long as two people understand and tolerate each other, there is nothing they cannot overcome.
As they drank glass after glass of wine, both Luo Qingyuan and Duan Ye's faces flushed slightly.
The two had a long and intimate conversation today, and Luo Qingyuan even silenced her phone.
Late into the night, Duan Ye smiled and said, "Can I change into it?"
"What?"
Duan Ye glanced at the clothes on the table.
Luo Qingyuan's face instantly turned red.
"Is this all you've been doing?"
Duan Ye smiled and said, "That's not entirely true, it's half and half."
Luo Qingyuan gave him a coquettish look, but still took the clothes into the bathroom. Duan Ye didn't sit still either, and changed himself.
It seems like they haven't had a proper moment alone together in a very, very long time.
While Duan Ye was still struggling to tie his tie, the bathroom door opened, and Luo Qingyuan walked out wearing the clothes he had bought for her. Her long hair was casually draped over her chest, and her face was as red as if she had been rouged. What was even more alluring was that her seductive figure was faintly visible under the lace dress.
Duan Ye immediately dropped the tie in his hand to the ground, his eyes widening in surprise.
Luo Qingyuan's ears turned bright red, and she awkwardly tugged at her not-so-long dress: "What did you choose? I've really had enough..."
The next second, she was hugged by Duan Ye.
"Tie..." Luo Qingyuan exclaimed, bending down to pick up the tie that had fallen off him.
But Duan Ye hugged her even tighter from behind. Just as she grabbed the tie, her chin was clamped down by a hand and forcibly pulled back, followed by a passionate kiss.
The night always passes quickly. The lights are all off, and Moon Bay looks very quiet from the outside tonight.
But two intertwined shadows were reflected on the curtains.
The tie that Duan Ye hadn't had time to tie ended up being tied around Luo Qingyuan's hands and folded behind her back.
She was furious, but to no avail.
She even had some doubts about the veracity of those online claims; wasn't it said that a man's body would... after the age of twenty-five?
As a result, Duan Ye demonstrated to her through his own actions tonight that the rumors online were false!
Luo Qingyuan couldn't remember how many times Duan Ye had coaxed her, but each time it was the last time, and in the end she couldn't even hold on and fell asleep in a daze.
She didn't wake up until 10 a.m. the next day, when the sun was already shining through the heavy curtains.
Luo Qingyuan rubbed her eyes, then got up and went to the bathroom. When she came out, she saw a steaming bowl of egg noodles on the dining table in the outer room of the bedroom.
Next to the egg noodles was a note that read: "Honey, this is egg noodles I cooked myself. Eat up, and then come downstairs. I'll take the kids to play with the cat in the garden for a while."
Luo Qingyuan's expression immediately softened. It seemed that Duan Ye had returned while she was taking a bath and had rushed to cook her a bowl of noodles.
Although it was a very ordinary breakfast, after eating this bowl of hot noodles, she felt an unprecedented sense of happiness and satisfaction.
After finishing her noodles, Luo Qingyuan went downstairs.
Yang Li directed everyone to load the things Duan Ye had prepared onto the truck. Luo Qingyuan glanced at them; they were things to be used for the memorial service for her grandmother.
Yang Li: "Miss, the son-in-law went to buy it early this morning and it's almost ready to be packed."
Just as Yang Li finished speaking, Duan Ye walked over from a distance. The two children skipped and hopped, holding hands, chasing after the cat. Duan Ye was carrying a large bunch of crabapple blossoms.
"Mom!" The two children ran over.
Luo Qingyuan instinctively caught it: "Run slower."
Duan Ye quickly arrived in front of her and handed her the bouquet of bright red crabapple blossoms: "This is for Grandma, please take it."
Luo Qingyuan's eyes immediately reddened: "Thank you."
Duan Ye chuckled and pinched her cheek: "You're welcome, wife."
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