Chapter 55: If you meet someone you like, would you be willing to get married?
"What?" Song Lehan chuckled, tapping on the "line" with his hand. "I can't sleep. Can you talk to me for a while?"
Xu Jiangcuo was stunned for two seconds, then he reacted and lay back down, his hand on his forehead, his voice becoming much clearer.
"What?" he asked.
Song Lehan tilted his head, thought for a moment, and then said, "I don't know either. Anyway, I'm not sleepy at all now."
Xu Jiangcuo chuckled, resting his head on his arm, and looked at her sideways. "Then tell me, what did grandma tell you?"
"Well, it's just some things about you." Song Lehan changed his position, lying on the "line", looking towards the entrance of the tent, and said slowly, "Grandma asked me to introduce you to a girlfriend. I said, Dajiang is so handsome, there is no need for me to introduce him."
She chuckled and continued, "By then, there will surely be many leaders and colleagues willing to introduce you to someone. You won't have to worry about not being accepted."
"Yeah." Xu Jiangcuo responded softly and slowly closed his eyes again.
Song Lehan was silent, uttered a soft "Hey", rubbed his head, and suddenly asked him: "What kind of girls do you like? Maybe I can introduce one to you."
The sleepiness was washed away by these words, and Xu Jiangcuo opened his eyes again in the darkness.
He rolled over and lay flat on his back, staring straight at the top of the tent. He replied in a deep voice, "Wait until I regain my memory."
"Then how long do we have to wait?" Song Lehan frowned. "If you can't remember it, then we won't get married?"
Xu Jiangcuo: "Is marriage really that good?"
"Of course..." Okay
Song Lehan swallowed the last word back when he thought of what his grandma said.
Her parents are loving and happy, so she also longs for family.
But Xu Jiangcuo is different.
He has seen his parents' failed marriage, so the fact that he asked this question definitely means he doesn't think marriage is a good thing.
Thinking of this, Song Lehan felt that he was so contradictory.
On the one hand, I want to be together forever, but on the other hand, I feel that marriage is not a good idea.
I don’t know what he is thinking.
Seeing that she ignored him, Xu Jiangcuo asked, "Why don't you continue?"
"What are you talking about? We have different ideas." Song Lehan muttered and changed into a comfortable position.
Xu Jiangcuo: “Only when there’s disagreement can we have something to talk about.”
"That's right." Song Lehan agreed and began to express his own views: "I think marriage is a happy thing. Dad will bring Mom snacks she wants after get off work, and he will also give her flowers on holidays. It seems that they have never quarreled since I can remember."
"I think a good marriage is also happy. Moreover, it belongs to two people, which is happier than one person."
A happy scene flashed through Song Lehan's mind, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his eyes sparkled.
Her parents were in a free love relationship, and even after so many years, when asked about their first meeting, her parents still remember it clearly.
I also thought about how my mother’s hair turned half white overnight when my father had the accident.
When she returned to the hospital, she saw her mother standing by her father's side, holding his hand, crying and laughing.
Mom said: Even if you never wake up in this life, as long as you are still breathing, don't even think about leaving.
His attitude was firm, as if he was speaking to an enemy.
But Song Lehan knew that only with his father around could his mother survive.
They have been supporting each other for so many years. They are not only family but also lovers and have long been inseparable.
Song Lehan thought, if only dad wasn’t sick.
They are still a happy family.
Tears fell from the corners of her eyes, soaking the quilt. She moved her head and buried her face in the quilt.
"It's good." Xu Jiangcuo's voice came slowly from behind, "I think getting married will be very happy."
Song Lehan nodded silently without saying anything.
"I think that since we choose to be together, we should be together for the rest of our lives." Xu Jiangcuo said firmly, "But it seems that sometimes tying people together is also a kind of pain."
Inevitably, he thought of his parents.
Two people who were originally in love would one day point at each other's noses and curse at each other.
As their love faded, they became the most familiar enemies.
Xu Jiangcuo raised his eyebrows. "Sometimes, I really don't know what I'm thinking. Getting married is good, but when I think of my parents, I feel terrible."
"However," Xu Jiangcuo turned sideways, put his hands under his head, and frowned, "If I could really meet someone I really like, I would be willing to get married."
"And you?"
"If you meet someone you particularly like, would you like to get married?"
He asked, but heard no answer.
Xu Jiangcuo half sat up and leaned over to look at Song Lehan.
"Song Lehan?" He called out tentatively, "Why aren't you talking?"
After a two-second pause, he asked again, "Are you asleep?"
As the words fell, the sound of light and even breathing could be heard.
"You're asleep so soon." Xu Jiangcuo muttered, and stood up to carry Song Lehan to sleep with her.
Holding her head with his hands, Xu Jiangcuo's hands stopped.
He felt something wet.
He lowered his head and involuntarily touched the corners of Song Lehan's eyes, which were wet.
It's tears.
She cried.
Why are you crying?
Didn’t she just talk about happiness?
Xu Jiangcuo carefully wiped away the tears, laid the person down, and covered him with a blanket. After doing all this, he sat back down, with an indescribable emotion lingering in his heart.
After sitting quietly for a few seconds, he lay down again, but this time he couldn't fall asleep.
The next morning.
Song Lehan was awakened by the noise outside.
She rubbed her dry eyes and struggled to sit up, only to find the seat next to her was empty. Hazily, she reached out and touched the quilt over there; it was cold.
It seems that Xu Jiangcuo got up a long time ago.
The children outside were shouting in waves, making people feel headache.
Song Lehan sat down to relax for a while, and when her mind was fully clear, she reached out to look for her phone. But she looked around and couldn't find it.
I forgot, she was carried out by Xu Jiangcuo.
How could he even remember to take his cell phone?
Song Lehan lifted the quilt and was about to get up when the tent door was opened and he smelled the fragrance of food.
"You're awake! That's great! Come and have dinner." Xu Jiangcuo put away the buns and porridge he had brought, then handed her his phone. "I took this out of your room. It's still charged. Call home and let them know you're safe."
"Oh, thank you." If he hadn't reminded her, Song Lehan would have almost forgotten about it.
She took the phone, unlocked it, and found several unread messages.
There are mom's, Zhu Yue's, Su Mobai's, and... Jiang Yue's...
The fingertips paused.
The surprise was fleeting.
Song Lehan replied one by one, then put down the phone.
"Can we go back now? There won't be another earthquake?" She picked up a bun and was about to put it in her mouth when she suddenly remembered that she hadn't brushed her teeth yet.
Song Lehan looked up and asked blankly, "Is it okay to eat before washing up?"
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