Some people say that marriage is the grave of love. That's because the novelty of love is gone, and what comes with it is the daily constraints of oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.
When you are tormented by mundane and trivial matters, your feelings will naturally fade.
Bai Yan nodded slightly: "I remember it."
Li Qingzhu slowly stood up, walked to the window, and looked out at the night. "Disputes are inevitable in marriage, but you must learn how to find balance in disputes and how to resolve contradictions during conflicts, rather than letting them accumulate and form rifts."
Li Hengyu listened carefully and memorized everything.
It feels very useful.
Neither love nor responsibility can disappear with time. Marriage requires two people to manage and protect it together.
As the night deepens, tension and anticipation coexist.
But I am not confused.
*
In the middle of the night, Bai Yan went to pick up Cheng Yu. Bai Lishu's words about not being able to meet the day before the wedding were just a trick to trick Cheng Yu out.
"Are you still thinking about tomorrow?" Bai Lishu saw Bai Yan standing at the door in a daze.
Bai Yan turned around and saw Bai Lishu standing beside him, holding a cup of hot drink in his hand.
She handed the cup over and teased, "Don't tell me you're really nervous?"
Bai Yan took the cup and chuckled softly, "A little bit."
Bai Lishu raised an eyebrow: "You're nervous too? How strange! You planned the wedding yourself, and every detail was done to your standards. What are you afraid of?"
Bai Yan took a sip of the hot drink, his eyes fixed on the flower room in the distance, and his voice lowered a bit: "I'm afraid he won't be satisfied."
Bai Lishu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head: "If Cheng Yu is not satisfied, then no one will be satisfied. Brother, relax, tomorrow will be the happiest day for you."
Bai Yan responded in a low voice, but his gaze remained on the greenhouse, as if he saw someone's figure through the gauze curtain.
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