There was a pause.
Yan Nian pursed his lips.
She continued to stare at the water in the distance, her long eyelashes fluttering like the wings of a butterfly. She didn't know it at all. Although her tone of voice was soft, every word was very heavy, and it fell on the heart of the man next to her. It is an imprinted memory.
Jiangbeiyuan quietly waited for her next words.
He was patient, he always had been with her.
A clear and weak sigh suddenly sounded.
"In the past, I was unruly and willful, lawless. I relied on my parents' love for me and my friends' kindness to me to do whatever I wanted. What you liked was the past me. You waited for me for ten years. I I’m very touched, now I—”
"Is this your concern?"
Jiang Beiyuan finally spoke, and his clear voice interrupted Yan Nian's next words.
He stared into her eyes with his eyebrows lowered, and when she nodded, he pursed his thin lips.
"Then I'm telling you now, listen carefully—"
He continued to look at her and said:
"Whether it's you in the past or you now, I like you very much!"
“…”
Yan Nian looked straight into his eyes.
This is Jiang Beiyuan's deep affection and determination that has lasted for ten years, and not only for ten years, but also for a lifetime that he wanted to say.
Her clear eyes finally glowed.
Sparkling, clear and bright.
That was the light attached to her by Jiang Beiyuan.
"Puch,"
She laughed out loud and looked at him with crooked eyebrows.
"This is the second time you've talked about me!"
"oh?"
Seeing her spring-like brows, Jiang Beiyuan curled up his lips and his smile became gentle, "When was the first time?"
"Have you forgotten, you took me to meet your friends for the first time, and then I left, and you said you wanted to see me off, but I said it wasn't convenient. You grabbed my arm, and then said to me viciously, 'I'd like to" deliver!'."
"Um."
Jiang Beiyuan nodded lightly and raised his lip line a little, "Then this will be the third time."
"What do you mean? There is a second time in the middle?"
Yes.
There is a second time.
He stepped on Wen Yu's face and told Wen Yu that her first time was "given to me!".
But Yan Nian wasn't there that time, she didn't know, she didn't hear.
"Tell me, where can there be a second time??"
"Please, my husband, please consider telling you."
Jiang Beiyuan's hands were folded leisurely on the back of his head, and his voice was slightly relaxed and lazy. The familiar mood that only existed in front of her was back.
Yan Nian stared at his face.
What a handsome man.
Such a seductive expression.
Her heart moved fiercely, she turned around suddenly, hugged his neck, and turned off the light beside him.
It was pitch black.
She sat on his lap and buried her head in his arms.
Jiang Beiyuan held her lower back, breathing a little heavily, "What are you doing with the lights off?"
"Your wife has another gift for you, do you want it?"
"Um?"
"Myself."
"...Great." He held her waist tightly.
*
the next day.
The moment the first ray of sunlight in the morning shines through the cracks in the curtains, the person on the bed opens his eyes.
After several days of white snow, the long-lost sunshine finally descended on the earth. It was warm and melted the white snow on the ground.
There is still some snow on the branches, which is clear and white, as white as the sheets in the bedroom.
Empty.
Jiangbeiyuan was the only one left in the bedroom.
This time he didn't get out of bed and look around like a headless fly because Yan Nian left a note on the bedside.
(End of chapter)