Jiangbeiyuan's hand paused in mid-air.
A little hesitant and a little lost.
Yan Nian rubbed his legs restlessly, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep contentedly again.
A strand of broken hair slowly fell down her forehead.
This time, he held his breath, held the strand of hair very carefully, and moved it to one side.
Yan Nian didn't wake up.
But that hair is restless.
He moved it aside and lowered it again, causing Yan Nian's beautiful eyebrows to frown frequently.
Jiang Beiyuan didn't say goodbye. He hooked his slender index finger into her hair and wrapped it around his fingertips, round and round.
He stared at her hair in trance, and the movements of his hands were slow, like a slow-motion movie playback, and never stopped.
There was no more obstructive hair tickling his face, and Yan Nian's brows relaxed.
Jiang Beiyuan's eyebrows also relaxed, his eyes became tender as water, and his heart became gentle and moved.
Yes.
They were his ancestors before they got married, and they were still his ancestors after they got married.
Even if she tortured him thousands of times, as long as he looked at this face, he would still have uncontrollable heart palpitations like he had many years ago.
"Young man, who is your partner?"
The driver was a middle-aged man with a Northeastern background. He looked like a chatty person. Seeing that the carriage was too boring, he started talking to Jiang Beiyuan.
Jiang Beiyuan raised his eyes slightly, and when he looked at the driver, the tenderness was covered by him, as if his tenderness just now was just a mirror, and the illusion was disillusioned.
"It's my wife."
"Why, my wife is my partner, don't you know?"
“…”
Jiangbeiyuan didn't answer.
He is not someone who likes to chat with others.
The driver was cheerful but not annoyed, "Look at you, you're pretty handsome, what's your job? A big star or a model?"
"doctor."
"Hahaha, it's great to be a doctor these days. My third sister is also a doctor. Her salary is a bit low, but she gets a lot of bonuses and subsidies!"
"…kindness."
The driver glanced in the rearview mirror.
The man sitting behind him had a face as cold as snow and frost.
He's a pretty aloof young man.
"How many years have you been with my old girl?"
"What?"
Jiangbeiyuan didn't understand.
The driver smiled and said, "How many years have you two been together?"
Jiangbeiyuan didn't seem to understand yet and didn't speak to him again.
The driver scratched his face in embarrassment. He felt that his Mandarin was quite good.
Then I stopped asking and concentrated on driving.
The car turned onto the main road, and the next intersection was Wenyuange Community.
Jiang Beiyuan, who was in the back seat, took out a brand new two hundred yuan from his pocket and handed it over.
Keep the change, please.
The driver was stunned.
"You fucker, give me a hundred more."
“…”
Jiang Beiyuan glanced at the photo hanging in front of the car. The photo was of a family of three. The man on the far left was the driver. The girl in the middle was smiling happily, but she was missing an arm.
"Buy something delicious for the kids."
After he finished speaking, he hugged Yan Nian and got out of the car. His legs were numb from Yan Nian's pillow, making him very uncomfortable.
The evening breeze is slightly cool.
Feeling the coolness outside, the person in his arms kept crawling into Jiangbeiyuan's arms.
He hugged her tightly, lowered his head, and kissed her smooth forehead. He kissed her hard, and his eyes and brows spread with affection.
The driver saw this scene in front of his eyes and waved to Jiangbeiyuan.
"Young man, you are very rare for her, ah, you love her very much?!"
Jiangbeiyuan finally hummed.
"I've loved her for ten years, and I can't stop loving her."
He carried Yan Nian and walked toward their home, his slender back meeting the night...
…
(End of chapter)