The next few days.
Whether Cen Yue intentionally or unintentionally, as long as it was linked to numbers, it would always be linked to the wedding date.
Song Yiyi asked casually, "Is it the time to get the marriage certificate or the time to get married?"
In fact, she didn't remember either of them.
But she thought for a moment and realized that the time was on the marriage certificate. When Cen Yue was not at home, she could find out by just flipping through it.
Unexpectedly, Cen Yue raised the corner of his lips slightly, and looked at her with a playful look, "Of course it's marriage."
Song Yiyi: “…”
She tried to remember.
Later, Aunt Wang told me the answer: "I remember, August 8th, the 19th day of the sixth lunar month that year!"
After Aunt Wang finished speaking, she realized it belatedly and stared at Song Yiyi, "Oh, you didn't forget, did you?"
She pulled Cheng Cheng over and laughed loudly, "Little Cheng, your mother's memory is not as good as an old woman like me."
Aunt Wang's laughter is too exaggerated.
Chengcheng pulled the corners of his lips, revealing a fake smile, his face full of embarrassment.
Very cute.
Song Yiyi suddenly understood.
She has never paid much attention to wedding anniversaries.
Maybe it’s because after marrying Cen Yue, every day feels like a newlywed life.
There simply isn't enough time.
Someone she sees every day and whose every wish is fulfilled.
Even a look.
Cen Yue could understand what she meant.
Song Yiyi never had her hopes dashed.
So we won’t rely on festivals to expect something that we want but cannot get.
She got everything she wanted.
But in fact, Cen Yue celebrates his anniversary seriously every year.
Every time this day comes, whether it is the weekend or not, he will make time.
Except for the year I went to the battlefield.
No wonder Cen Yue called that day.
Song Yiyi suddenly realized that she seemed very slow.
What Cen Yue gave her was much more than what she saw.
When Song Yiyi was daydreaming, a bunch of beautiful flowers appeared in front of her.
She looked up and saw Cen Yue and Cheng Cheng supporting her at the same time.
Cheng Cheng called out in a baby voice, "Mom, hurry up and catch up!"
"Where did it come from?"
Song Yiyi took it, raised her wet eyes and looked at Cen Yue.
Cheng Cheng completed the task.
He was already standing aside, holding his own flower and pulling the petals off one by one.
Not gentle with women at all.
It seems like he is destroying a flower with a ruthless hand.
Cen Yue's eyes curled up slowly, and he took Song Yiyi's hand and clasped their fingers together. Instead of answering, he asked, "Do you like it?"
Song Yiyi nodded.
Cen Yue smiled clearly, "Wife, this is a wedding anniversary gift for you."
The corners of Song Yiyi's mouth twitched.
It's July now, and it's not time yet.
Cen Yue was cheating on her again.
However, Song Yiyi did not refute. She went into the house, changed her clothes, and took Chengcheng with her. She coaxed and tricked her into wearing the little skirt.
Even Cen Yue was dressed very formally.
Cen Yue didn't understand.
Song Yiyi kept the secret and just pulled the two of them out.
Arrived at the place.
Cen Yue looked at the familiar photo studio and sighed briefly.
"Did you forget something?"
Song Yiyi raised her eyes and stared straight at Cen Yue, her eyes clear and bright. "I know our wedding anniversary hasn't arrived yet, but tomorrow is Chengcheng's third birthday."
A hint of surprise flashed across Cen Yue's eyes.
He really forgot.
Cheng Cheng held his parents' hands and said quickly, "Happy birthday! Happy birthday!"
"Dad, I want cake, cake!"
After the New Year, the family went to Bi Ying's home.
It was the birthday of the senior sister’s youngest son, and Song Yiyi made a cake and brought it over.
Everyone gathered together and sang the birthday song.
Blow out the candles and eat cake.
Chengcheng remembered it when he came back and kept repeating it, saying that he wanted to celebrate his birthday the same way.
Song Yiyi naturally agreed.
Chengcheng kept thinking about it and kept talking about it.
Cen Yue did feel a little guilty.
Fortunately, Song Yiyi remembered.
Today's plan for a family photo of three was also arranged long ago.
Out of guilt, Chengcheng made several outrageous photo requests, and Cen Yue agreed to them all.
Chengcheng also has some basic comedian qualities.
Some of the photos were arranged by Song Yiyi, in which she took individual photos with her father.
Chengcheng insisted on lying on the ground to take pictures.
Naturally, her father had to go along.
In another photo, she asked her father to lift her up and giggled with excitement.
We took a photo together as a family of three.
Cen Yue subconsciously hugged Song Yiyi.
Chengcheng tilted his head to take a look, took a big step back, and stood aside, rolling his eyes.
This moment was just recorded.
the next day.
As promised, Song Yiyi made a big cake for Chengcheng.
The little guy was so happy.
Gu Chengze and Liu Yao also came.
Liu Yao also brought a camera, and Chengcheng cooperated very well in taking photos.
"Baby, auntie didn't see your eyes, you look into auntie's eyes."
Children always like to move around when taking photos.
Liu Yao guided her.
Gu Chengze also said from the side: "Baby, look over here at your aunt."
Finished saying this.
His ears turned red first.
Chengcheng was very cooperative. After Gu Chengze said this, she deliberately opened her eyes wide and stared at the camera without blinking.
He even moved closer to the camera.
The whole room burst into laughter.
Huo Tianqi also came, and Cen Bowen followed him shamelessly, with three little tails following behind him.
The house suddenly became lively.
Everyone came over after get off work, and there were four kids in the room, making a lot of noise.
Cen Yue took advantage of everyone's attention being on the child.
He hooked Song Yiyi's hand and walked out.
She followed him out and asked, "What's going on?"
Song Yiyi thought Cen Yue found it noisy.
Unexpectedly, he took her hand, looked at her with burning eyes, and said in a low and magnetic voice: "Yiyi, the flowers are blooming."
Song Yiyi turned her head.
Under the moonlight, the roses on the courtyard wall are in full bloom, just as they were in the past.
Song Yiyi shook Cen Yue's hand and chuckled, "Yes, it will bloom every year from now on."
Cen Yue lowered his eyes and stared at her, the tenderness in his eyes spreading to the corners of his eyes.
moment.
He held her in his arms and kissed her.
No need to say anything.
They both understood each other's thoughts.
Destiny is really magical. It will push you to where you should go.
If it feels wrong.
That means it's not time yet.
Just hold on a little longer, and spring will be here.
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