Fu Yue: "Didn't I save Bo Sijin that night? He gave this to me just to thank me."
Sheng Yun rolled his eyelids, and said coolly, "But this thing is no less important than the military talisman in Bao Sijin's hand."
It means, if there is no adultery, why would they give this to you so casually
Fu Yue: "...I saved his life!! Isn't the life of Young Marshal Bo less important than a token?"
Sheng Yun: "..."
It also seems to make sense.
The man's beautiful thin lips pursed slightly, "I don't care, I'm angry anyway."
Fu Yue is no longer surprised.
This drama is now staged every three to five days.
She hummed casually and said, "So what do you want?"
"Let's get married."
The man smiled.
Fu Yue tilted her head and looked at him for a few seconds, then said with a smile, "Okay, I'll marry."
Sheng Yun stretched out his hand to hug her, brushed her lips lightly against her ear, and whispered, "Will you be my only wife in this life?"
Only mine, justifiable wife.
Fu Yue was taken aback for a moment, wondering what this man meant suddenly.
"certainly."
They held a simple wedding, not many people were invited, and only Fu Yue didn't know the guests who came, and they picked them up individually, all of whom were well-known bigwigs on the beach.
Those people were also quite surprised that Sheng Yun would marry a wife, but they still smiled and congratulated.
"Mr. Sheng and Mrs. Sheng are really talented and beautiful, a match made in heaven!"
"A hundred years together, a hundred years together hahahaha."
…
Sheng Yun also asked Fu Yue if he wanted to take wedding photos. At that time, it was quite popular in Shanghai for the younger generation to take wedding photos.
Fu Yue didn't care at first, but when she was about to agree, she suddenly remembered a word, her face changed a little, and she still refused.
She looked at her lover with a smile, and shook her head: "No, forget about the wedding photo, I don't like it."
Sheng Yun hummed.
"We won't go if you don't want to."
He was just mentioning it casually, since she didn't want to, it didn't matter.
Fu Yue lowered her curled eyelashes, thinking of a sentence she once heard.
In the Republic of China wedding photos, one must die in one's life.
…
What a heartbreaking sentence is this
Fu Yue's eyes flickered.
Although she doesn't believe this, it's still good just in case.
For the rest of her life, she didn't want anything to happen to him.
I lived my whole life in that world safely and securely.
Back to pure white space.
Fu Yue's eyes flashed a bit complicated, and she felt inexplicably flustered, as if something was about to happen.
Just then.
An incredible scene appeared before her eyes.
A half-real figure appeared in front of her.
The figure is as tall and straight as a bamboo, and the green shirt is gentle.
The man was as handsome and gentle as when we met for the first time, those extremely beautiful eyes were staring at her quietly at this moment.
Fu Yue couldn't be more familiar with this face.
It was her lover from the previous life, Sheng Yun.
Fu Yue opened her lips in disbelief, and shock flashed in her eyes: "How could you..."
He is Jun Heng's avatar, how could he have his own consciousness besides the small world
Sheng Yun smiled: "Do you want to ask me why I didn't dissipate?"
"Yueer."
He whispered these two words, his eyes fixed on her.
Yueer
Fu Yue's mind is a little confused now.
Why did Sheng Yun know her name
She was sure that he was clearly not Jun Heng himself.