Sir, your vest is off!

It is said that at the last moment of life, the last thing to disappear is hearing.

Song Lan seemed to be soaked in the amniotic fluid in his mother's belly, and his whole body was warm. He? Like a fish, breathing freely and swimming happily.

carefree?

But isn't he sick and dying?

Song Lan started to have a headache, he was no longer a fish, he could not swim anymore, he was a drowning cat.

He didn't know how long he struggled until he heard—

"The flowers will bloom tomorrow."

"I love you."

It seemed that someone had gently smoothed out the creases of the paper and placed it by the window. The breeze gently dropped petals one by one and landed on the paper.

"I love you too."

Song Lan opened his eyes, his face was icy cold.

He was still in this small rental house, covered with a thin quilt, the windows were left open all night, and the autumn rain fell all night, the window sills and objects leaning against the windows were wet.

The cold autumn is about a piece of withered and yellow sycamore leaves, as well as bitter parting, lovesickness, and loneliness.

People's sorrows and joys are not interlinked, and we can't control ourselves when we gather and part.

Song Lan sobbed softly at first, then wailed loudly until she lost her voice.

In a book that seems to be blank, he used his not short life to fall in love with a person who agreed with each other, and wrote a long and long story. The lover who accompanied him to write the story was named Zhou Wenqing .

But everything is fleeting, and everything has returned to this starting point.

Song Lan lost Zhou Wenqing.

Also left this person alone in that world.

Song Lan thought, he would never fall in love with anyone else again, maybe in this life, he would have to accompany those memories, waiting for the coming death again.

Song Lan still didn't want to give up on this. He searched for a long time and browsed almost all writing websites and forums, but he still couldn't find the novel he had read.

So how did he wear the book?

This is so strange!Could it be just his dream?

Song Lan didn't believe this evil, he opened the website, he didn't read any unfinished articles, he slowly created a new column, and created a new article - "Guide to Love After Marriage".

I wrote eloquently and without sleep for two whole days, but I only wrote less than one-tenth of the story of the two of them.

Song Lan thought, he must have read that book, but he just forgot, so even if he was accused of plagiarism, he still wrote it. Maybe there are people who read that book like him, right?

Then Song Lan went to the places they had been while waiting for the news on the Internet.

Song Lan didn't believe that it was a dream, such a clear perception, such a clear person, such an unforgettable event, how could it be just a dream? !

Song Lan went to find that pizzeria, and when she entered, the beautiful sister in wine red Lolita turned her head, and tears welled up in Song Lan's eyes, Ji Lanting!Ji Lanting exists.

Ji Lanting looked at the reckless and sad-looking guest suspiciously, "Is there something wrong?"

"No, it's nothing, I just wanted to say that you are so pretty!" Song Lan wiped away her tears and ran out again.

Ji Lanting wanted to ask if he wanted something to drink, but everyone ran away!So he quickly took out his cell phone and made a call skillfully.

Song Lan went to the orphanage again, and he saw his grandparents who were still healthy. The grandparents hadn't seen Song Lan for a long time. When they first saw each other, they hugged each other as they remembered. Song Lan burst into tears. My grandparents are also there, and they are still alive.

Song Lan continued to look for it without giving up. The house where they lived for most of their lives, the chrysanthemums and roses in the garden were exactly the same as they remembered. Song Lan seemed to see hope, and sat blankly at the door, waiting For several days, only no one came in or went out.

Song Lan was a little disappointed, but still hopeful.

Downstairs in Zhou Wenqing's company, Song Lan stood there, but left after only one glance.

Here is Song Lan's last hope.

Song Lan clenched her fists and strode away.

When the traffic light came on, a black Bentley passed him.

Gu Boning looked sideways at Zhou Wenqing, who had been gloomy and serious for almost a month, "Boss, that seems to be Mr. Song."

Then Gu Boning noticed that his boss's expression turned from stormy to sunny, "Yeah!"

"Aren't you going to meet him? Haven't you been looking for him for a month?"

"Hmm!" But he didn't say whether he saw it or not.

After wandering around for a month, they stopped in the downstairs of Zhou Wenqing's company.

It's not that Song Lan didn't want to, but she didn't dare to go.

Just like he didn't dare to search for Zhou Wenqing on the web at all.

When Song Lan returned to the orphanage, there was always a stagnation of qi in his chest, making him breathless, pressing against his eye sockets, making his nose and eyes ache, tears were about to come out, but Song Lan swallowed hard After taking this breath and taking several deep breaths, he pushed the corners of his mouth and walked slowly into the orphanage.

The setting sun dragged Song Lan's shadow long, the young man's figure was so thin, and his back looked so thin.

The orphanage seemed to be very lively today, at least Song Lan came back almost every day recently, and had never seen such a lively scene today.

"Grandpa, grandma, I'm back..."

"Boom!" With a sound, the oranges that Song Lan brought back were scattered all over the floor.

Song Lan looked uncertainly at the person in front of him, who was holding a handful of sunflowers and daisies wrapped in yellow oil paper in his hands, and his smile was as gentle, pampering, affectionate, and affectionate as he remembered.

"Zhou Wenqing..." Song Lan whispered the name in her mouth, and then shouted loudly, "Zhou, Zhou Wenqing!"

The man walked towards him, and hugged Song Lan with flowers in his arms. The familiar fragrance of Yulong tea surrounded Song Lan. Zhou Wenqing.

"Zhou Wenqing, Zhou Wenqing, Zhou Wenqing! Zhou Wenqing..."

Song Lan called out many times, Zhou Wenqing answered so many times, Song Lan hugged this person tightly, as if he could confirm that this person was real, he said repeatedly, "It's not a dream, I'm not A dream..."

Zhou Wenqing's heart was like a bowl of sour soup, "Lan Lan."

"I'm here, Lanlan."

"I love you."

?When the flowers bloom in the next year, the garden is full of rose roses and cherry blossoms, which are as beautiful and quiet as the love of the owner of the garden.

Song Lan and Zhou Wenqing held their wedding on this day, and Song Lan met Zhou Wenqing's parents, Zhou Yi and Xu Yun.

Song Lan called her parents affectionately as before. Zhou Yi and Xu Yun fell in love with Song Lan at first sight. The three hugged each other and talked for a long time.

Gu Boning and Shen Yu were drinking champagne with Ji Lanting and Li Xingwan, Shen Yu put his arms around Gu Boning, looking like a gentleman, "Hmph, don't think about it, my wife and I will definitely get married before you two. "

Ji Lanting spat at him, "That's because my wife is too young and young, that's all you can do for you, and I'm not afraid that Gu Tianxian will think you're old, right Xing Xing?"

Li Xingwan smiled foolishly, and Ji Lanting looked at Shen Yu triumphantly, "Besides, we can get married first and then get the certificate!"

Now Li Xingwan is no longer stupid, "Brother Ji, when will we do it again! I, I, I, I can't wait!"

Ji Lanting: "..." Why do you feel like you've been tricked?

Shen Yu was so angry that he went to Gu Boning to "cry and complain", "My wife, they bullied me, blah blah, I won't obey! I want to get a certificate and get married right away, blah blah!"

Gu Boning gave Shen Yu a head-scratching blow, "I'm so noisy!"

Shen Yu sniffed, pretending to be aggrieved and soft, "You are fierce to me..."

Gu Boning didn't look at him directly, and Ji Lanting made a "yue" sound from the side.

But Shen Yu still laughed, his wife, hehe, her ears are red!

Then one day, Song Lan found the line he saw on Zhou Wenqing's mobile phone:

"In the early morning, Song Lan slowly opened his eyes. His back pain was unbearable, and his hangover headache was even more unbearable. When he was dizzy, the scene in front of him gave Song Lan a blow - the person lying next to him, who is it?!"

But there are only these two lines!Everything else is blank.

Song Lan stared at Zhou Wenqing, who was kneeling on the keyboard, in a way of extorting a confession, "Let me tell you, if you confess, you will be lenient, but if you resist, you will be strict."

Zhou Wenqing rubbed his nose, "That's it!"

Song Lan pulled her face, raised her foot and wanted to kick the old man's ass, "I was vague, I should punish you, go to the study and sleep!"

In the end, Zhou Wenqing counterattacked with a move, grabbed his ankle and pulled him to the ground. Zhou Wenqing put his hand behind Song Lan's head at the critical moment, smiled charmingly, and slowly lowered his hand, "Baby, compared to punishing me to sleep in the study, I will I would rather have Lanlan punish me on the bed, any punishment will do, huh?"

Song Lan gritted her teeth, "It's not that I'm on top, you're going to be punished! Ah! You start driving! Zhou Wenqing! Old bastard! You beast!"

"Hmm~ yes yes yes, I'm a beast, I'm an asshole." But he didn't mean to reflect on himself at all, instead he used the two words Song Lan scolded him to the fullest!

What about later?

Song Lan closed the book that had already been published. On the cover was "Guide to Love after Marriage" in bold capital letters. She put her arms around Zhou Wenqing, and skillfully curled her legs around Zhou Wenqing's waist.

"Honey, my back hurts, rub it."

Zhou Wenqing gently put her arms around Song Lan's waist, and massaged skillfully, "I obey."

"Zhou Wenqing, this time, will we become gray-haired grandfathers together?"

"Yes, I will!"

Song Lan put Zhou Wenqing's palm next to her cheek, and gently leaned on it, "In my previous life, I was very happy."

Zhou Wenqing gently stroked Song Lan's smooth cheeks, and suddenly recalled Song Lan's smile lying on the rocking chair, "I am also very happy."

"So in this life, we also want to be so happy." Song Lan said with a smile, "It's great, it's not a dream, but even if it's really a dream, I'm willing not to wake up again."

Zhou Wenqing squeezed Song Lan's soft flesh, "You're talking stupid again, but we are very lucky now."

And now we have a long rest of our lives to spend together.

Song Lan narrowed her eyes and smiled, she was very lucky!Two worlds, two people, two lifetimes.

In the next life, Song Lan also wants to meet Zhou Wenqing. He wants to meet Zhou Wenqing earlier, fall in love with him earlier than Zhou Wenqing, and then tell Zhou Wenqing that I am here for you.

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