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Everyone has gained a lot since returning from Hong Kong.
Although Guan Xiaobei was empty-handed, Yi Fan could tell that she was in a good mood. For example, after work that day, she, who always wore light makeup or even no makeup, actually appeared in front of him with her makeup carefully dressed up.
Yi Fan tried his best to hide the look of surprise in his eyes, and asked deliberately lukewarmly: "You are dressed so beautifully, do you have a date?"
Xiaobei looked at him carefully and asked with a smile: "You are such a handsome guy, why are you going on a blind date?"
"Yes, go see the Smurfs." Yi Fan gave Xiaobei a vague answer, but saw her expression change instantly. Until the elevator closed and they could no longer see each other's faces, Yi Fan leaned against the wall and laughed quietly.
Has your mind been too dark lately? Why do I feel happy every time I see her unhappy expression? Forget it, there are some things that she hasn't figured out how to do yet, so let her be depressed for a while. Who asked her to let herself struggle for so long in the first place.
Yi Fan did not go home, but drove to a hotel because at noon, Lan Siyang called and said that she was returning to China with her family and wanted to see him.
Arriving on time, I saw Lan Siyang and Johnson approaching from a distance. Just as Yi Fan was about to greet him, a little girl rushed out from the side, hugged his leg and shouted in broken Chinese with Johnson's accent: "Uncle Yi Fan" , Uncle Yi!”
Lan Siyang knelt down and hugged the child and said, "Didn't my mother teach you? In Chinese, 'uncle' is placed after the name, and you should call it Uncle Yi."
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The little girl didn't quite understand this long string of Chinese words, so she just nodded in confusion.
Yi Fan also looked confused and said: "Lan Siyang, I know you have always wanted to persuade me to start a family as soon as possible, but you don't have to use your children to speak out. Even if you have to use this trick, please be dedicated, you and Can Johnson give birth to a child like this black pearl?"
"My Chinese name is A-Zhu. Mom said it means pearl." The little girl said, blinking her big innocent eyes.
"Yi, it's been a long time." Johnson hugged the girl lovingly, "This is the daughter we adopted in Africa, the baby given to us by God."
The child was overly active because of being doted on by his parents. Within a few minutes of sitting down, he was clamoring to go to the nearby pond to watch the carp. Johnson, being a good father, followed the child without hesitation.
"He is a cute child," Yi Fan said, looking at their backs, "but when will you have your own child? Johnson is a good father."
"Almost." Lan Siyang also looked at the little girl and Johnson, his eyes full of tenderness, "Have you received our invitation?"
"I got it. But I also think you are very insincere. Are you afraid that I will refuse it, so you use express delivery instead of giving it to me personally?" Yi Fan complained half-truthfully.
"Johnson wanted you to be the first to receive the marriage advice, so he sent it after writing the first one." Lan Siyang explained.
"To make me give up as quickly as possible?"
Lan Siyang stared at him for a long time before saying, "Xiao Yi, you are making me uneasy. I wonder if I was too mean to you when I was a child, which makes you like this?"
"Is this your confession?" Yi Fan smiled, "You are becoming less and less like you. You actually got married and regretted what you have done. If this continues, one day I will no longer recognize you."
"Probably because you are getting older. One day when you find that you are no longer young, your views on everything seem to change overnight. I used to despise marriage and thought that as long as there is love and two people stay together, marriage is Bondage. However, I now find that marriage is not only a certificate, nor a bondage, it is a promise, a guarantee that we will never leave each other and support each other through life." Lan Siyang's eyes were slightly lonely, but more It is the wisdom and perception accumulated over the years.
Yi Fan felt strange to her like this. In my memory, Lan Siyang would sit ostentatiously behind Johnson's car and pass by the crowd, and he would play rock and roll on the piano while accompanying Christmas carols, making the principal furious.
In this spring, Yi Fan finally discovered that the person he once thought he loved deeply in his memory disappeared. The woman beside him was someone who had experienced time and became calm and wise, making him respect him. And this person will walk through the church in a white gauze to marry his beloved on the most beautiful coast in the world in autumn.
Nothing but blessings.
"I just came back from Hong Kong a few days ago." Yi Fan suddenly changed the subject.
"Oh? What's new?"
"It's nothing new, but it should be something worth celebrating."
Lan Siyang looked at Yi Fan inquiringly, and he said in a coquettish way: "The security in some places in Hong Kong is really bad, but this time I am very grateful to those people who live on the streets with bad intentions. Because they made me realize the treasure in my hands. How precious it is, I will never lose it again in this life.”
Lan Siyang laughed dumbly: "I didn't realize that you are so obsessed with money. No wonder you want to go into business."
Yi Fan did not refute her words, but just continued: "Knowing that she might have gone to that street, I realized that I didn't want her to get hurt at all. When I finally saw her unscathed in my arms, , I can feel at ease. And at that time, the look in her eyes made me sure that she also cared about me."
Lan Siyang was stunned: "You are talking about... a girl?"
"Yes, the most beautiful and smart girl in the world." Yi Fan said proudly.
"Uncle Yi, you love her!" The little girl came over at some point, leaning against the table and blinking at him.
Yi Fan laughed: "How do you know what I am thinking?"
"I knew it." The little girl argued hard, "Dad said mom is the most beautiful and smart person in the world. But I think Miss Jena is the most beautiful. Dad told me that he lied to her like this because he loves mom. of."
Johnson awkwardly blocked Lan Siyang's shoulders: "I'm not lying to you, I really feel that way."
Lan Siyang pulled the little girl and taught her: "Mom, I tell you, this is called 'beauty is in the eye of the beholder'."
Next, Johnson began to ask how they met, when they started falling in love, and whether they had any marriage plans. If they wanted to, he could join them in the fall.
Yi Fan could hardly resist Johnson's enthusiasm and pretended to complain: "I always thought that musicians have an elegant temperament that can't be compared with the world. Why are you so tacky?"
Johnson shook his head and said: "Love is the driving force of all art, and everything related to love is beautiful and noble."
In his eloquent discussion of love, Yi Fan suddenly understood that perhaps only a person like him, who regarded love as everything, could finally win Lan Siyang's commitment to family and marriage after decades.
So envy and hope for his future deeply entangled him.
From this moment on, he wanted to make a lifelong promise to Xiaobei.
On this day, Yi Fan left the hotel very late.
The future was like a clear and beautiful road unfolding in front of him, making him excited and looking forward to it, so much so that he didn't even get angry when he found out that the fat man had broken into the door again. Only when I was habitually preparing to kick a few times at the person huddled on the ground, I realized that the thing wrapped in blankets in front of me was a bit smaller, and the big pile on the sofa was in line with the fat man's usual size.
Yi Fan suddenly opened the blanket.
Guan Xiaobei, who was under the blanket, was stimulated by the light and unconsciously shrank into the pillow.
"Xiaobei, Xiaobei, why are you here?" Yi Fan patted her face, trying to wake her up.
"Hey, Yi Fan, are you back? Have you seen Smurf? You haven't told me who she is yet." She said in a daze.
Only then did Yi Fan notice that there were many empty wine bottles around, and he knew that alcoholism was her usual method of treating broken love.
"Idiot, you are just arrogant." Yi Fan murmured in her ear and carried her into the room.
Yi Fan returned to the room with a bowl of sobering soup, but Guan Xiaobei was not in bed. Looking around, he found her lying in the bathtub at some point. The last time she was drunk, she could rinse herself off quickly, but this time she was probably so drunk that she jumped into the bathtub with her clothes on, and fell asleep after half the water was filled. Yi Fan quickly turned off the water and fished her out. The soaked clothes clung to her body, making Yi Fan distracted. After struggling for a long time, he finally took off her clothes without mercy.
He held her, looked at Xiaobei's young and beautiful body, and wanted to leave his mark on her. In this case, she would completely belong to him and would never belong to anyone else again. But when I thought about it again, I felt that it was too shameless of me to take advantage of others' danger. After struggling for a long time, he randomly picked up some clothes and put them on her, then put her on the bed.
Yi Fan reluctantly pressed a lingering kiss on her forehead, and slowly moved it to her lips that were always full of smiles. He tried hard to restrain himself for a long time before he could continue downwards.
But the person on the bed had no idea of the hard work he endured, and they didn't appreciate his mercy. They muttered: "Liao Cai, you shabby puppy, come to lick me again!"
Yi Fan covered her with a quilt with a smile and went to the guest room alone to spend the spring night.