Sweet Wedding Diary with An Shao

Xia Yu rubbed her forehead, and Song Rongcheng immediately asked in a panic, "Does it hurt?"

Xia Yu seems to be in a good mood."It doesn't hurt," she said.

There is a smile on the corner of the mouth, like a beautiful flower blooming in spring.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt." He added: "Xiao Yu, it's good that you smiled." When he saw her smile, he felt that everything was fine and worth it.

Xia Yu immediately restrained her smile.

She continued walking, followed by Song Rongcheng.She looked down and started laughing.Somehow, the mood suddenly became better, maybe it was because Song Rongcheng showed her the ugly face of her third stepmother, maybe it was because the sun was too bright in early spring, maybe it was because Bai Yumo told her in the car before leaving, maybe it was Because Song Rongcheng was standing behind her.

After a short journey, she soon arrived at the door.She turned around and put away her smiling face."I'm back," she said.

Under the four words, the subtext is obvious.I'm back, let's go.

Just like before.let's go.

"...Okay." The mouth promised that it would be fine, but his feet didn't move, he didn't move, and he looked at Xia Yu with stupid eyes.

She tried to close the door, but she saw the man's stupid face through the door.

After thinking about it, he opened the door again. "Why don't you leave?" Xia Yu asked with narrowed eyes.

"In a bit."

"I'm closing the door."

"it is good."

The door is closed.This time it was really closed.

About 1 minute later, the door opened again.Xia Yu had a serious expression on his face."Is there anything else you want to tell me?" she asked.

If you have anything else to say, just say it.

Xia Yu thought that she would never choose to cover her ears when she listened this time.

Song Rongcheng was stunned, and looked at Xia Yu's face seriously. There was a saying, a long time ago, he wanted to ask a question, but he was afraid to answer it, and he didn't ask until now.

Xia Yu asked him what else he wanted to say, and what she wanted to talk about was an old question.

indecision.

For just a few seconds, time seemed to stretch infinitely.Song Rongcheng felt that it was getting more and more difficult to speak as time passed.

Xia Yu is waiting.

at last he asked.He said calmly: "Xiaoyu, if you say I'm dead, you can forgive me. I didn't succeed in committing suicide this time. Can you still keep this promise?"

".Song Rongcheng, do you remember this?"

He still remembers what he said when he was angry, and he committed suicide because he always remembered.If, but if he himself said he had to die, would he kill himself again?
she asked silently in her heart.In fact, when she asked, she already got the answer, that is, if Song Rongcheng can commit suicide once, he can commit suicide the second time.

"Yes, I remember, I will always remember." He looked at Xia Yu's burning eyes and asked again with a hint of expectation. "So, does what you say count?"

". Song Rongcheng. I forgive you."

Song Rongcheng's eyes suddenly brightened, and his mouth widened.He suddenly hugged Xia Yu excitedly, and kept saying, "That's great, that's great..."

This "death" is not "white death".At least, after such a long time, Xia Yu finally forgave him.

She asked Song Rongcheng to hold her like this, and when Song Rongcheng finally calmed down, she said jokingly, "However, I still maintain an observant attitude towards your playboy Song Rongcheng."

"Okay, you can check all you want." Song Rongcheng swore with three fingers.

"Okay, let's say goodbye today."

She turned and walked into the house, closed the door, and looked down with a big smile.

Outside, Song Rongcheng was still looking at her bewilderedly.Her eyebrows arched.

……

Bai Yumo returned home and leaned against the window sill. Suddenly, without knowing when, the snow downstairs had completely subsided.The grass on the ground grew small buds, and I really realized what spring is.

Occasionally, a few swallows fly in the sky, as if they are spreading the news that spring is coming to thousands of families.

She smiled faintly from the window sill.

Feeling much better.

After looking at the scenery downstairs for a while, I suddenly remembered the person standing downstairs two days ago, and my smile gradually faded.An Hanchen, my parents are dead, you say, how can I be with you at ease?

The housekeeper knocked on the door and went upstairs, watching the window open.Her heart was shaking. "Miss, why don't you fall asleep on the bed and blow the air here?"

While talking, he helped Bai Yumo onto the bed, then turned around and closed the window.

He was still muttering: "Miss, this year's spring wind is the most severe. If you catch a cold, your body will definitely not be able to bear it. Your body is not as good as before, so you have to be careful."

"Yes, Uncle, I know." She replied with a smile.

After thinking about it, he said, "Where is Grandpa?"

"The old man is reading a book in the study."
"Oh." She nodded.

Indeed, grandpa is old now, and many servants have been driven away, and the house is very empty. I used to think that leaving An's to live a normal life was fine. Later, I married An Hanchen, and I haven't been with the old man for a long time. .It is said: "Uncle, in two days, taking advantage of the spring, let's take grandpa out for a walk."

The butler frowned. "Miss, your body is not well yet. Let us take care of your own body first."

Bai Yumo leaned against the back of the chair with a smile on her face. "Uncle, I'm not going out to do physical labor, but to go for a walk with grandpa." Suddenly a thought appeared, "Why don't I just sit in a wheelchair?"

Now that she made such a suggestion, she must be very tempted to go for a walk.

The housekeeper was a little embarrassed, but she was considerate of Bai Yumo and said, "Okay, I will prepare a wheelchair with the old man."

"Ah."

That night, as usual, the phone kept ringing.

Fall asleep to the ringtone.

The next day, the sun was getting brighter and brighter, mixed with bursts of warmth.Bai Yumo opened her eyes and saw the sunshine on her face.

Xia Yu seemed to be in a good mood, and the next morning he came to Bai Yumo's house again.

She said, "I forgave Song Young Sung"
Bai Yumo wasn't surprised at all, as if she had already expected this result.She said, "Good, good."

Xia Yu turned her head out of the window with confusion in her eyes. "Yumo, I don't know if I'm doing it right. I don't think I should believe in love. I thought I might be hurt again, but I thought, maybe, just maybe, the result will be different this time?"

"Xiao Yu, if you don't try to believe it, you will never believe it." She said softly, looking out of the window through Xia Yu's eyes, and added: "If you keep wrapping yourself tightly , you can't see that he has a sincere heart. In fact, you don't believe it yourself."

I don't believe it myself, but I've been lying to myself, haven't I?

"Maybe." Xia Yu turned her head and looked at the pale Bai Yumo.
Maybe it's because of the arrival of spring, although Bai Yumo's face is pale, it doesn't look sickly pale, but it is infected with the fresh breath of spring.

Because of this beautiful spring, Xia Yu suggested: "Yumo, let's go for a spring outing today." Let's go for a walk together. "

This suggestion coincided with Bai Yumo's suggestion to take Mr. An out for a walk.She did have the idea of ​​going for a walk, but yesterday she went to the hospital and Grandpa wasn't too happy when she came back.More importantly, she was going out to play.