Song Wei Zheng took the bracelet, lowered his head slightly and moved closer, then gently put it on Jiang Suisui's wrist.

Jiang Suisui looked down and whispered, "To be honest, it's much better than what I did." He even made a button fastening! It was very secure.

Song Weizheng put it on and raised his head: "As long as you like it."

Jiang Suisui touched the red string in her hand, feeling a little sweet in her heart: "Why did you suddenly give me this?"

Song Wei Zheng said gently, "I heard that your birthday is coming soon, so I'm sending you this gift in advance. I heard that the red rope represents good luck, and I hope it can bring you good luck on your 18th birthday."

Jiang Suunshun's heart suddenly started pounding, so much so that she almost wanted to press her chest to stop it from beating so fast.

She pursed her lips to let out a smile and said softly, "Thank you."

Song Weizheng's eyes revealed a hint of tenderness: "Go back and go to bed early."

He took a few steps back while looking at Jiang Suishun, then turned around and walked back.

"Wait a minute!" Jiang Suisui blurted out and called out to him, and Song Weizheng stopped immediately.

Jiang Suishun blurted out the words impulsively, but after saying it, she couldn't figure out what she wanted to do.

She was a little upset, but gradually made up her mind under Song Wei Zheng's inquiring eyes.

Jiang Suishun straightened her chest and raised her head, mustering up her courage. She took two steps forward and stood in front of Song Weizheng, and said proudly, "Song Weizheng! Do you like me?"

Seeing her like this, Song Wei Zheng suddenly laughed out loud for some reason, making Jiang Suunsun blush a little. She began to act pretentiously: "Why are you laughing? If you like me, just say it directly, don't be shy! Of course, if I misunderstood you can also say it directly, there is nothing to be embarrassed about!"

"If you are doing this just to fulfill your marriage contract, then it is totally unnecessary. I am not someone who will be easily captured by sugar-coated bullets. The marriage I want is not a behavior bound by a marriage contract, but a natural one between two people who love each other."

After saying all this in one breath, Jiang Suisui suddenly felt timid again. The courage she had just mustered up was like a punctured balloon, deflated completely. She waited for Song Weizheng's answer with a hint of nervousness and a hint of expectation.

Song Weizhen's expression gradually changed from a smile to gentleness. He stared at Jiang Suisui deeply, as if he was watching the miracle of luck in his life.

"I like you."

The moment Song Weizhen spoke, Jiang Sunshun's rapidly beating heart suddenly settled down and regained its rhythm of peace.

Song Weizheng: "The engagement may be a constraint, but it cannot constrain my behavior. The only thing that can control me is my heart."

Jiang Suinsui couldn't help but raise her head and look at Song Weizheng, but accidentally bumped into his deep and focused eyes.

Song Weizheng: "I'm sorry, I don't think I've ever expressed my feelings clearly. Has it caused you any trouble?"

Jiang Suinsui shook her head blankly: "No... I just..."

I just want to know, before I fall into it unknowingly, whether you and I are of the same mind?

Jiang Suinsui grabbed the red rope on her wrist, like a wandering duckweed grabbing a big tree. Deep in her heart, there was a fear that she herself did not understand and dared not delve into.

Fear of an unknown identity, fear of an unfamiliar environment, fear of an uncertain future.

Of course, she has enough courage to continue on the journey alone, but it would be better if she was lucky enough to have a companion along the way.

Song Weizheng seemed to understand her inner hesitation and confusion. He couldn't help but raise his hand and touch her head, feeling pity and love in his heart: "Sometimes I think you are very brave, fearless, and always full of energy. Sometimes I think you are just a lonely and weak little girl who needs protection."

Jiang Suinsui lowered her head, her nose felt slightly sour, her eyes were swollen, and unknowingly filled with tears, as if someone had suddenly touched upon the grievance in her heart, and she could no longer bear it.

She turned her head awkwardly, pursed her lips and said, "Hmph... I guess you barely passed."

Song Weizheng looked at the girl in front of him with a wronged and stubborn face, and couldn't help but lean over and lower his head, and asked softly with a smile: "Where are you qualified?"

Jiang Suishun tilted her head away from him, then curled her lips slightly to reveal a little smile: "Your confession is barely acceptable, and I, too, barely accept it."

At this moment, Song Wei Zheng suddenly reached up and straightened her face. The two of them looked face to face. Jiang Suishun's eyes rolled around and she didn't dare to look him in the eye.

Song Weizheng laughed and said, "You speak with great confidence, why don't you dare to look at me?"

Jiang Suishun was immediately dissatisfied when she heard this, and asked with wide eyes: "Who said I dare not look?"

"Well, let's take a good look." Song Wei Zheng said as he supported her head and slowly lowered his head towards her.

As the burning breath got closer and closer, Jiang Suinsui's heart almost jumped out of her throat. She subconsciously closed her eyes, her fingers nervously grasping the red rope, her mind seemed to be filled with thousands of thoughts, yet also blank.

However... after waiting for a while, a soft laugh suddenly came from above her head. Jiang Suishun quickly opened her eyes and saw Song Weizheng looking down at her tenderly with a faint smile on his lips.

I only heard him say softly: "You coward, you still don't dare to look."

Jiang Suisui: ...I really want to hit someone!

"You're playing tricks on me again!" Jiang Suinsui couldn't help but swing her fist towards him, but Song Weizheng grabbed her wrist and pulled it gently, and Jiang Suinsui was caught off guard and fell into his arms.

Song Weizheng hugged her and said with a smile: "Be good, I won't tease you."

Jiang Suisui leaned against his chest, feeling the powerful beating of his chest, and gradually calmed down. Her face slowly turned red. She hummed and whispered, "I just said that you barely passed. Don't get carried away."

Song Weizheng: "Yes, I know. From now on, I will listen to my partner and try my best to get a perfect score."

"What object..." Jiang Suishun couldn't help but bury her face. This name was so earthy... and sweet!

Song Weizheng: "You have accepted my feelings, so what else can you do if you are not the one?"

"That's an old saying. Let me tell you a modern one." Jiang Suisui poked Song Weizheng's chest and said, "Being in a relationship is also called being in love. The man is the boyfriend and the woman is the girlfriend. So you are my boyfriend and I am your girlfriend, do you understand?"

Song Weizheng frowned slightly: "Boyfriend and girlfriend, isn't that just friends? Or the partner is more suitable. But the word love sounds okay."

Jiang Suenshun couldn't help laughing: "Okay, call me whatever you want, it's all the same anyway."

Song Weizheng nodded: "Well, now she is a partner, and after we get married she will be a daughter-in-law. Is there a fashionable term for daughter-in-law?"

"What wife? You're really thinking too far ahead!" Jiang Suishun punched him, then laughed and said, "There is a fashionable way of saying it, but I won't tell you now! Wait until you really marry me before you tell me."

Song Wei Zheng hugged her and laughed: "Okay, I will continue to work hard and try to marry Jiang Sui Sui as soon as possible."

The two people who had just confessed their feelings stood side by side, both grinning like fools, enjoying themselves.

·

To outsiders, Song Weizheng and Jiang Suisui have long been engaged and their interactions are normal. However, only they themselves know that every time they spend time together after confirming their relationship, it seems like sparks fly.

It was an ordinary eye contact, but there was a smile in the eyes that only the other person could understand.

The most intimate contact was the hug we had that day, but the occasional touch would always bring an inexplicable shudder.

Jiang Susui felt so magical. Was this what love felt like? It was as if she could turn decay into magic, and everything in front of her came alive.

Grandma Jiang was quick to notice her good mood and joked, "Sui Sui, what happened these days? You look so happy, did you make some money?"

Jiang Suisui laughed and said, "What? I'm just in a simple mood, nothing serious! Grandma, I'm happy every day, you should be happy too, if we are all happy, our lives will be better and better!"

"Okay, well said." Grandma Jiang was very happy to be coaxed by her. "Seeing you happy makes me happy too."

On the other hand, the naive Song Yuxue was also confused by her brother's sudden gentleness.

"Mom, what's wrong with my brother? He's always smiling by himself lately and looking for work to do every day, as if he doesn't feel tired at all."

Song Rulan smiled and touched her head, saying, "He has a warm and caring heart. With a goal, he has endless energy."

After hearing what Song Yulan said, Song Yuxue became even more confused.

Forget it, forget it. My brother is still my brother anyway. It’s fine as long as Sister Sunshun doesn’t dislike him.

·

Every family has its own problems. This saying has been true since ancient times, and newlyweds are no exception.

That day, Li Wanyue, carrying a small basket, knocked on Zhang Wenfang's door.

Zhang Wenfang's mother opened the door for her and welcomed her in warmly, saying anxiously, "Li Zhiqing, you're here just in time. Please help me persuade Fangfang. She's insisting on moving out with Shen Zhiwen!"

Li Wanyue asked in surprise: "Auntie, what's going on?"

Aunt Zhang was probably anxious for a moment, and she told Li Wanyue, an outsider, all at once: "It's all Shen Zhiwen's fault! He always complained to Fangfang that we got up too early, made too much noise, and spoke too loudly. He also complained that he needed to study and wanted to move out and live separately from us! Tell me, he has come to our village, why is he still studying? He doesn't know how to work properly in the fields every day. He can't even carry a hoe. That kind of work is... We helped him do it! What can he do? Bring footbath water? He doesn't do any proper work, but does these trivial things. It's shameful! Fangfang is young and naive, so she likes this. How do you think they will live if they move out? Will they have to rely on my Fangfang to support him? I really regret it! We used to get too used to her. Shen Zhiwen had nothing to ask for, and we agreed to her every time she made a fuss! Now I am worried every day."

Li Wanyue understood what was said, and she consoled him gently, "Don't worry, auntie. You can't force this. I'll go talk to Fangfang."