Chapter 418 Will You Marry Me?
The night was as dark as ink. The Rolls-Royce drove smoothly out of the hotel, gradually leaving the hustle and bustle of the annual meeting behind.
Soft piano music was playing in the car. Lu Yiran was concentrating on holding the steering wheel, but his right hand was always tightly wrapped around Mu Nanyan's left hand.
His fingertips unconsciously rubbed the back of her hand gently.
Mu Nanyan looked at the street scene rapidly receding outside the window and found that the vehicles were heading in the opposite direction of Jinxiu Huacheng.
The bustling neon lights gradually faded away, replaced by an increasingly quiet tree-lined avenue.
She finally couldn't suppress her curiosity and looked sideways at the man beside her:
"Where are we going?"
Lu Yiran raised the corner of his lips slightly, turned his head to look at her and said:
"You'll know in a moment."
His thumb traced the back of her hand gently, soothingly.
Seeing that he was determined to keep her in suspense, Mu Nanyan simply stopped asking questions and closed her eyes to take a nap.
The night is long, and the warmth from his palm makes people feel at ease.
About half an hour later, when the car stopped steadily, she opened her eyes as if she sensed something.
When she saw the familiar scenery outside, she was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Lu Yiran:
"Yu Jing Tiancheng?"
"Um."
"Why did you bring me here?"
There was a hint of confusion in her voice.
This was their former wedding room. The last time they set foot here was half a year ago when Lu Yiran secretly took Chenchen away.
Time flies, so much time has passed.
"Let's go in and take a look."
Lu Yiran unbuckled his seat belt, his voice sounding particularly gentle in the silent night.
Mu Nanyan hesitated for a moment, but still followed him out of the car.
His hand was still tightly holding hers, and the warmth from his palm made her feel dazed.
The street lights cast a warm glow on the bluestone path. The mansion stood in the night. Except for the lights in the corridor, the whole building was silent.
"Is there no one living here anymore?"
Mu Nanyan asked softly, with a hint of nervousness in her voice that she herself was not aware of.
"Except for the servants who clean regularly, no one usually lives here. They live in a small villa in the back garden and should be resting by now."
Lu Yiran's tone was calm, but it made Mu Nanyan's heart tremble slightly.
She suddenly thought of the old housekeeper who always smiled.
Back then, in this cold house, the person who accompanied her the most was this old man who had no blood relationship with her.
Walking to the door of the living room, Mu Nanyan subconsciously reached out to touch the switch on the wall.
When her fingertips touched the familiar button and the light came on, she was stunned.
Is this really the Yu Jing Tiancheng in her memory?
The scene before her almost made her think she had come to the wrong place.
The once cold gray and black tones have disappeared, replaced by warm beige and light brown tones.
She remembered that this place was originally so empty that you could hear the echo, but now it was perfectly decorated with soft fabric sofas and the coffee table was dotted with blooming tulips.
What caught her attention the most was the carefully arranged photo wall on the main wall of the living room.
Countless moments were frozen there:
Chenchen's smiling face as she rode on Lu Yiran's shoulders; the photo of the three of them going to the aquarium together for the first time; and even the silhouette of Lu Yiran watching her tenderly while she was making handicrafts with Chenchen last month.
Each photo records the connection they carefully reestablished over the past six months.
Mu Nanyan turned her head and looked at Lu Yiran, her voice choked with sobs:
"It's... completely different here."
"Do you want to go upstairs and take a look?"
"good."
Lu Yiran gently took her hand, led her up the stairs, and first came to the room where she used to live.
When she opened the door, Mu Nanyan couldn't help but be stunned. The once simple and elegant bedroom was no longer there, replaced by a starry sky-themed room full of childlike fun.
The dark blue wallpaper is dotted with twinkling stars, a rocket-shaped bed stands quietly in the center of the room, and a planet-shaped chandelier hangs from the ceiling.
There is a desk by the window with an astronomical telescope on it.
The other corner of the room was covered with a soft carpet and various Lego toys were scattered around.
Mu Nanyan took a long time to come back to her senses:
"Is this... the children's room prepared for Chenchen?"
"Well, everything is arranged according to his ideas."
"When did you prepare this? I have no idea."
Lu Yiran did not answer directly, but gently held her hand, led her out of the room, and gently closed the door of the children's room.
Then he led her to the door of the master bedroom.
Mu Nanyan stared at the familiar door, and suddenly remembered the past. She couldn't help but jokingly said:
"I remember when we first got married, you even signed a cohabitation agreement with me, which explicitly forbade me from ever entering your bedroom."
Lu Yiran looked deeply into her eyes, his voice low and firm:
"This time, I'm the one who's going to take you in."
Take you into the deepest part of my heart and into my entire life.
Mu Nanyan let his warm palm wrap around her hand and followed his guidance to touch the switch on the wall.
When her fingertips pressed down, the lights in the room lit up one after another. The scene before her made her freeze in place for a moment, and even her breathing stopped.
What comes into view is a gentle sea of tulips.
Pure white, light pink and lavender tulips bloomed quietly under the dim light, winding forward along a petal-covered path and extending to the center of the room.
There, millions of pure white tulips surrounded a circular space, pink and white balloons floated gently, and in the center of a huge heart made of rose petals on the ground, the glowing LED lights displayed the words "Marry Me".
Mu Nanyan was gently led by Lu Yiran into the center of the sea of flowers, her heart beating like a drum.
When she turned around, she found that Lu Yiran had a bunch of bright red tulips in his hand and was solemnly handing it to her.
"This is……"
She subconsciously took the bouquet, her fingertips trembling slightly.
Lu Yiran stared at her, his eyes firm and gentle:
"Nan Yan, I know that most of the memories you have here are unhappy. But I insisted on proposing to you here because I want to tell you that the same place can have completely different meanings depending on your state of mind."
His voice was particularly clear in the sea of flowers:
"Today, I want to use our most beautiful promises here to cover up all the unhappy past. Let this place from now on be the starting point of our love and the happiness of our family of three. I want to write a brand new, heartwarming story for this family with you, one that belongs only to us."
As soon as he finished speaking, he knelt on one knee and opened the ring box in his hand.
The dazzling diamonds sparkled in the light, but they were not as beautiful as the light in his eyes:
"So, Mu Nanyan, are you willing to marry me? Not just marry me, but be with me and change the ending of our past."
Mu Nanyan's tears instantly burst out.
She looked at the man who renovated the entire villa for her, the man who tried his best to erase all her unhappy memories, and the man who remembered her every preference.
Amidst the tears, an extremely brilliant smile suddenly blossomed at the corners of her lips. That smile was filled with relief, happiness, and all the expectations for the future.
She knew that there might be many obstacles ahead, and the Lu family might not be completely accepting, but at this moment, in her heart and eyes, there was only this man kneeling on one knee in front of her.
No matter what happens in the future, she is willing to face it with him.
"I do."
She choked out these three words and stretched out her hand to him firmly.
…
Later, Mu Nanyan always liked to sit by the window in the afternoon, where the sun was shining, and watch Chenchen playing among the tulips.
The place that once made her want to escape has now become the footnote of all her happiness.
It turns out that the most beautiful fairy tale in the world is not the prince building a brand new castle for the princess.
Instead, together they rebuilt the ruins of their memories into a home, brick by brick.
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Dear readers and friends:
This book officially comes to an end today.
After ten months of serialization and more than two hundred days and nights of companionship, my heart is now filled with reluctance and gratitude.
I still remember when I first started writing, I posted this story quietly online with a nervous mood.
As my first novel, I was prepared for no one to read it.
But gradually, I saw the first comment, received the first gift, and got to know each of you who has accompanied me to this day.
It is your every click and every word of encouragement that allows this story to be seen by more people; it is your love for Yanyan and Yiran that keeps me motivated every late night when I’m stuck.
This friendship is more precious than any achievement I have ever gained.
Special thanks to you who have been following along all the way.
It is your company that makes this creative journey never feel lonely.
Every time I see a familiar ID in the comment section, I feel that we are not reading a story, but experiencing a life together.
Although the story has ended, I believe that in some parallel time and space, Yanyan and Yiran are continuing their happy life in Yujing Tiancheng's home.
Chenchen would run in the yard full of tulips, and the place that was once full of barriers was now filled with only warm laughter.
It starts from Yujing Tiancheng and ends at Yujing Tiancheng.
The starting point becomes the end point, and the scars bloom into flowers - this may be the best ending of the story.
Next, I will update the extra stories of Tang Yutong and Chu Ci one after another to make up for the regrets in their stories.
If you have any other extras you would like to see, please let me know in the comments.
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Every positive comment from you is the best farewell gift for this book and the greatest motivation for me to continue writing.
The story will eventually end, but the friendship will last forever.
Thank you for your company over the past ten months.
See you in the next story!
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