In this cold world, Yu Xiangyang brought her warmth and sweetness, as beautiful as the winter sunshine and summer spring water. This beauty will always remain in her heart.
When Yu Xiangyang looked at people, his eyes were still warm. He smiled and said, "As long as you think it's beautiful."
He quickly added, "I think it's beautiful too. Thank you, too."
Wen Qiuning smiled and took a step back, "Yu Xiangyang, go slowly!"
Yu Xiangyang got on the bicycle, pushed hard on his feet, and the bicycle drove away from the downstairs. At the same time, Wen Qiuning also turned around and went upstairs.
The moment the two of them passed each other and left, tears flowed at the same time.
The light was still warm, the breeze was still gentle, only the two figures on the ground disappeared.
Wen Qiuning quickly ran back into the house, leaning against the door and sobbing softly.
No matter how much we love each other, we will eventually say goodbye!
Yu Xiangyang rode his bike very slowly tonight. As soon as the tears came out, he pushed them back into his eyes, over and over again.
He kept telling himself that men shouldn't cry, but tears kept flowing out uncontrollably.
He will finally let go and fulfill her wish!
Song family.
Everyone chatted for a while, and then went back to their rooms to rest in tacit understanding.
The young couple is about to part ways and must have a lot to talk about.
Yu Xiangnian took a shower and returned to the room. He was very surprised not to see Cheng Jingmo.
Where would he go at this time?
Yu Xiangnian was blowing her hair when Cheng Jingmo came in with a small box in his hand.
Yu Xiangnian felt that this box looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.
Cheng Jingmo put down the box and came over to blow her hair.
Yu Xiangnian put her arms around his waist, rested her face on her abdominal muscles, listened to his strong heartbeat, and coveted his tenderness.
Cheng Jingmo dried her hair and placed the hair dryer on the table. He put one hand on her back and stroked her hair with the other.
"Hubby, I really don't want to leave you." Yu Xiangnian put her hand into his clothes and touched his strong waist. "I will write to you, send you photos, and come back to see you when I have the chance."
"Okay, you must be careful when you are outside." Cheng Jingmo was very reluctant, but he still firmly supported her pursuit.
"That's right!" Cheng Jingmo said, "Let me go first. I have something to give you."
Cheng Jingmo opened the small box, and inside was the jade pendant and the receipts.
No wonder this box feels familiar.
When they first moved into the Song family, Song Huaiqian and his wife originally wanted to give it to them, but they didn't want it, so they returned it to the old couple for safekeeping.
It's been almost four years, why is Cheng Jingmo coming back again?
Cheng Jingmo said, "Take these things with you. I just asked Dad, and he said that even if he can't come in person, he can use the receipt and the jade pendant to retrieve those things."
What he was most worried about was Yu Xiangnian's safety, and his second biggest worry was that Yu Xiangnian had no money.
Yu Xiangnian smiled and stared at him.
Cheng Jingmo felt uncomfortable being stared at. He touched his face and said, "Why are you looking at me?"
Yu Xiangnian imagined the scene of Cheng Jingmo asking Song Huaiqian for these things, and felt like laughing.
Cheng Jingmo must have been embarrassed and awkward.
That man with very little desire for material things was willing to sacrifice his reputation for her.
Yu Xiangnian held his face and pecked his lips twice, "Hubby, I love you!"
Cheng Jingmo: “···” This is love of money!
Yu Xiangnian picked up the receipt, looked at it, and said with satisfaction: "I have enough money to support eight men!"
Cheng Jingmo's face suddenly darkened, "Don't you want eight-pack abs?"
Yu Xiangnian held up his chin with his hand, pretending to be embarrassed. "It's a pity that there are only seven days in a week."
"One a day, are the indicators so strict?"
Yu Xiangnian looked at Cheng Jingmo's face, which was as black as charcoal, and chuckled. He put the documents in his hand back into the box and threw himself into his arms again.
"Don't be angry, husband, I'm just saying this." She said softly, "Those men out there are not as good as you, I won't even look at them."
Cheng Jingmo didn't quite believe it.
Yu Xiangnian added, "I just miss you. Out of seven days in a week, I think about you ten days out of ten."
"Where did those three days come from?"
"I borrowed it from God," Yu Xiangnian said. "Anyway, you just know that I miss you, the kids, my parents, and all of you."
Cheng Jingmo hugged her back, "I know."
Yu Xiangnian added, "Also, I won't take the things with me. You should return them to your parents."
"Why?"
"If someone with bad intentions knew how rich I was, would I still be alive?"
Cheng Jingmo said, "Be careful and don't let others know."
"Forget it, life is more important. When you can go abroad, we will go together to get you. We need to hire a few bodyguards to escort you. That way it will be safe."
Cheng Jingmo felt greatly comforted, but he was also worried about Yu Xiangnian's hardship and poverty. "Then bring a deposit receipt with you, and you can withdraw money when you run out."
Yu Xiangnian shook his head. "One receipt is enough to kill me. Money or life, I choose life."
Cheng Jingmo thought about it and decided that being poor was better than being in danger. "I'll ask my parents to send some money to Lin Ye as well."
"No, I provide food and accommodation there, and I get paid, which is enough for me." Yu Xiangnian said, "You have to trust me!"
"Well, don't run around outside!" Cheng Jingmo said, "Try not to go out."
Yu Xiangnian smiled, "I went to work, not to hide from pursuit."
The two of them started talking while sitting, then moved to lying on the bed and talking. They talked a lot, and Yu Xiangnian fell asleep while listening.
Cheng Jingmo looked at the sleeping person, sighed softly, kissed her forehead, kissed her lips and cheeks, and kissed her lips again. Still feeling it was not enough, he rubbed her lips for a long time.
The next day was Sunday.
The family took a lot of photos, including family photos, individual photos, couple photos, and small family photos, which took almost a whole morning.
"Once the photos are developed, I will send a copy to each of you," said Song Huaiqian.
Yu Jiashun said: "You don't have to send every one of them, just send the ones you like."
Yu Xiangyang was thinking at this moment that it was a pity that he and Wen Qiuning were in love but they didn't even have a photo together.
The two children felt the atmosphere of separation. They had never been close to Yu Xiangnian before, but today they refused to leave her even for a moment.
Yu Xiangnian was even more reluctant to leave his two children, so he stayed with them every step of the way today.
Cheng Jingmo was helping Yu Xiangnian pack his luggage. He didn't pack much, just a suitcase and a backpack.
At night, An An and Ke Ke wanted to sleep with their mother, and Yu Xiangnian agreed.
The two children slept in the middle, and Cheng Jingmo and Yu Xiangnian were squeezed close to the edge of the bed.
After the child fell asleep, Cheng Jingmo wanted to carry the child back to the crib, but Yu Xiangnian stopped him.
"I want to sleep with the child." Yu Xiangnian said.
Cheng Jingmo felt wronged, "What about me?"
The room was filled with ambiguous sounds, and the tables and chairs were shaking. On this last night, no one intended to let anyone go, and Yu Xiangnian seemed to be floating in the sea.
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