Dou Shiliu could only shake his head with regret; Runshui'an's wish was destined to remain unfulfilled.
Several days passed, and Luo Qingchun's story had been on the trending list for three whole weeks before being pushed down by other things.
This day was the day before Yan Xiao's wedding, and Dou Shiliu and Runshui'an were invited to Yan Xiao's home.
Dou Shiliu chose a little dress to wear the next day, while Run Shui'an chose a proper black suit, exuding an elite aura and an unintentional sharpness between her brows.
Dou Shiliu patted his shoulder with satisfaction. As expected of her man, he looked handsome no matter what he wore.
Dou Shiliu also wore a proper little dress, which was very conservative but perfectly highlighted her cuteness and petite figure.
Runshui'an arrived in his car, a brand-new car worth tens of millions, just released this year by a famous boyfriend.
When Dou Shiliu got out of the car and saw a villa, he was a little stunned. How could Yan Xiao, this poor guy, buy a luxury house in such a prime location?
Could it be that guy Zhao Yihong? Run Shui'an remained completely calm. After parking the car, she took Dou Shiliu's hand and went straight inside.
A dazzling array of flowers led into the villa's garden, where many servants were decorating. Yan Xiao and her husband were to hold their wedding here.
This is unusually large.
Yan Xiao stood gracefully in the garden, talking about something, her face becoming even more beautiful and her hair glossy.
"Bo Han~"
As soon as Yan Xiao finished speaking, she turned her head and saw Dou Shiliu and Runshui'an. She skipped and hopped towards them.
"Bo Han, you're here~ How are you feeling? I invited about 100 people~ but I had them stay in a hotel first, and Yi Hong arranged everything very reasonably for them."
Dou Shiliu smiled faintly and said, "Congratulations."
"Aren't you really curious about how we suddenly became rich?" Yan Xiao excitedly and mysteriously told Dou Shiliu, "Zhao Yihong invested in a business and even dropped out of university. He's incredibly successful!"
Yan Xiao's tone revealed an undisguised pride and smugness; she had indeed loved the right person.
Dou Shiliu nodded: "How long have you been busy?"
Yan Xiao shook her head: "Yi Hong arranged all the wedding candies and red envelopes, and the hotel too. Oh, right, Bo Han, Yi Hong knows you paid for my wedding dress."
Yan Xiao exclaimed, then rummaged through her small bag and found a card. Smiling, she handed it to Dou Shiliu: "Here, thank you, my best sister."
Dou Shiliu looked at the tenderness in Yan Xiao's eyes, smiled, and accepted the money, not caring about how it was received.
Money is irrelevant in matters of the heart. Dou Shiliu felt that she had found a different meaning to her coming to the small world, and this feeling was wonderful.
The next day, Dou Shiliu put on some light makeup, making her already delicate face even more charming and lovely.
Yan Xiao was even more stunning, leaving Zhao Yihong speechless. He really didn't know what had happened to him in his past life, how he could have been so mean to Yan Xiao.
So evil that she made him donate his corneas to another woman.
The scenes from his past life flashed before his eyes, and Zhao Yihong felt a pang of pain in his heart. He immediately stepped forward and embraced the smiling man tightly.
Yan smiled and asked, "What's wrong?" Her voice was filled with happiness and sweetness.
Zhao Yihong's heart was filled with warmth. Fortunately, heaven had given him an opportunity, which he was determined to seize.
"I will never betray your love for me for the rest of my life."
Zhao Yihong looked at Yan Xiao with deep affection, the curve of her lips appearing even sweeter.
Dou Shiliu lost count of how many steps she walked with Yan Xiao that day; her legs were trembling from standing.
Weddings are indeed troublesome, but she and Runshui An will get married in the future, and the cannon fodder needs a wedding to prove that she has married him.
Dou Shiliu gave a wry smile as he looked at the guests coming up. One by one, the children swarmed around Yan Xiao, saying nice things to her. Dou Shiliu kept giving out red envelopes until his hands cramped.
After the wedding, Zhao Yihong and Yan Xiao naturally gave Dou Shiliu a large red envelope, which Dou Shiliu accepted without hesitation; she deserved it.
At the end of the year, Dou Shiliu and Runshui'an went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their marriage certificate, and Runshui'an finally put an end to a major event in her heart.
Then they started their pregnancy preparation plan. Dou Shiliu noticed that Runshuian stopped staying up late and started exercising every day. She even prepared nutritious meals for lunch.
Dou Shiliu didn't dare to speak, as she couldn't get pregnant right now.
As the new year approached, Zhao Yihong's child was born, while Dou Shiliu's belly remained flat. Runshui'an was not worried, because he felt that the child was a gift from heaven to their love, so there was no need to rush.
During this time, Runshui'an also gradually accepted psychological and mental treatment. The night before her treatment, Wu Bu hugged Dou Shiliu tightly and said in a low voice, "Goodbye."
Dou Shiliu felt a slight pang in her heart, but she calmly nodded: "I will come back."
Wu Bu could have taken over the main personality; he could have risked everything for Dou Shiliu, but he didn't. He chose to become one with Dou Shiliu.
Dou Shiliu's love is fair, so he has to go back. Wu Bu was swallowed up and erased by the main personality without any resistance...
A completely new Runshui'an appeared before Dou Shiliu. He carried Wu Bu's domineering and sharp manner, but Runshui'an's gentleness was unique to her.
The snow fell at the end of the year, and with the beginning of spring, it began to melt again. On the desk in the hall was a photo of Dou Shiliu and Wu Bu taken in the first snow. Dou Shiliu had the photo printed and placed on the desk. Run Shui'an had been jealous about it for a long time.
However, after Wu Bu and he became one, Run Shui An felt that the first snow of that year was spent with him and Dou Shiliu, so there was no need for him to be angry with him.
Dou Shiliu and Runshui An went to the place where they took the photos back then, M City.
Looking at the small, independent balcony, Dou Shiliu raised her eyes and stared intently. Suddenly, she felt a warmth in her palm and turned her gaze away.
Run Shui'an held her hand and said calmly, "Would you like to go take a look?"
Dou Shiliu hesitated for a moment, but Runshui'an pulled her along and went to knock on the door.
Dou Shiliu felt a little nervous. The old woman who opened the door was the same one, but she was like a walking corpse.
Feeling as if struck by a club, Dou Shiliu felt a sense of panic.
With dim eyes, he watched the old woman question them, and peered through the crack in the door. The fine guitar was still under the tree, but merely standing there.
The girl died, and Dou Shiliu inexplicably shed a tear in the still-unmelted snow.
The girl died of illness just a few days ago.
The old woman knew the girl was dying, but it was still a tragedy for a parent to outlive their child, and she felt immense sorrow.
Runshui An arranged plane tickets back to S City.
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