canary her crush come true

The 40th wedding anniversary of Shu Minglang and Ji Ying is in September. According to the traditional saying, it is a "ruby" wedding, which means that the longer it lasts, the more precious it is, just like "ruby".

Shu Minglang used to be a very unromantic person, from engagement, marriage, to the ten-year, 20-year, 30-year anniversary, he always gave almost the same things.

Get a house for engagement, get a villa for marriage, get a group building for anniversaries, in short, just get those real estate things.

Ji Ying grew up in an oldmoney family. She has all the bags and cosmetics that a girl wants, and she doesn't know what it is like to receive a gift.

There was a celebrity circle gathering, and a young girl who had just become a full-time junior at that time saw that the bag Ji Ying was carrying was still the oldest classic color. The Ji family, who has long been empty, has nothing to curry favor with.

At that time, Ji Ying didn't know that she was a mistress, or she didn't see such a person at all, so the girl bumped into herself, and used the name of the bag to make a big circle, and finally satirized Ji Ying.

Although he had already been beaten back at that time, there was still a wife who didn't know what the general manager said in a flattering way, "It seems that Mr. Shu did not send any bags and other small things to Ms. Ji."

Ji Ying herself is not short of bags, and doesn't care whether Shu Minglang sends them or not.It's just that after going back, lying on the bed alone, the more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became.

At that time, Ji Ying and Shu Minglang had just gotten engaged, so she didn't take the initiative to tell him about it, but occasionally showed a faint contemplation.

Shu Minglang's power of observation, he remembered that Ji Ying had never told him that he was bullied on any occasion.

But within a week, Ji Ying was asked to go to a villa, saying that she was going to meet someone. As soon as Ji Ying walked in, she found that from the moment she entered the door, on the coffee table, to the steps, and on the carpet in the second-floor bedroom, there were all kinds of Big-name bags have paved the way, with various colors and styles of leather, covering almost all status symbols on the market at that time.

Ji Ying was very happy at that time, and once again felt that Shu Minglang was a good man worth entrusting for life.It wasn't until later that I realized that those bags were not prepared by Shu Minglang's straight man at all, but that his special assistant applied for a sum of money and sent professional buyers to fly all over the country to buy them.

The gift that Shu Minglang prepared by himself was actually that villa.

From then on, Ji Ying knew that wanting to talk about the romance between lovers with this man was almost a dream.So when Shu Minglang proposed to celebrate the 40th anniversary of the "Ruby" wedding, Ji Ying didn't have to think that he was inspired by her own daughter.

Shu Yan was not romantic in the past, and even inherited Shu Minglang's temperament when it comes to gift giving. The father and daughter would give a house and the other jewelry, and they would keep giving them if they were sure.

Fortunately, she met the real "Yi Xiaoan" later.

Until now, many people still remember the grand fireworks drone demonstration by the riverside in City A on June 6th.

At nine o'clock in the evening, half of the brightly lit riverside buildings were suddenly closed, leaving only the necessary lighting.

The riverside was originally one of the tourist destinations in city A. Many tourists were taking photos of the river view on both sides of the river from their yachts. Suddenly, half of the lights dimmed, and everyone was stunned. They thought it was bad luck, just in time for a power outage. , was about to insult the local power supply system passionately, and then heard a buzzing sound.

All the tourists on the riverside, upstairs, and on the yacht raised their heads attractedly, and after a while, twinkling lights appeared in the night sky.

Those lights come from far and near, falling from a high place, the light may be red, but when you look down from the clouds, it looks like clusters of shimmering pink.

When they flew closer and the pink lights stabilized, everyone discovered that it was a group of drones.

They are neat, hovering, and spreading out, and the pink lights are spreading out in the sky, outlining the desired shape.

Dozens of drones lined up and slowly outlined the shape of a slender "hand" with light lines on the river, and then the rest turned into a circle with a small embellishment on it.

It looks like a diamond ring.

As soon as the pattern came out, many people already guessed what it was, and there was a burst of envy from the crowd, and they all took out their phones and started recording.

I saw those drones going around for a while, and after posing this pose, they proceeded at an extremely gentle speed.

On the misty river surface, after a boat whistle sounded, the slender finger stretched like flowing water like a cloud, and like the little girl it represented, the diamond ring was firmly worn on the ring finger.

The drones dispersed again, and the moment just now seemed like a fleeting art performance, and everything returned to silence.

All the people were silent for a moment, and then there was a burst of applause and cheers. Discussions continued one after another, overshadowing the night wind and the murmur of the river.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the eighteenth-floor office building opposite, a little girl watched this scene like everyone else.

Half an hour ago she, like everyone else, had no idea what was going to happen here.But just now she knew that even though she watched this scene like everyone else, she knew that this scene was staged for herself.

Yi Xiao'an suddenly remembered Lin Wei asked her one day in high school, did she envy them when they secretly gave a cup of milk tea to each other when they were students?

At that time, Yi Xiao'an didn't answer, because she knew that this kind of love would never happen between her and Shu Yan.

But now she wanted to tell Lin Wei that she seemed, indeed, not envious.

Of course the love in the student days would be that sweet, but the love with the president is another feeling.

Whether it is youthful or exaggerated, the important thing is not which way, but with which person.

As for not choosing the day of her birthday, but the day after, Shu Yan's answer is:

"When you come into this world, you must first learn to love yourself. And in the long time to come, I will still love you."

Jiang Jing's confession on this day quickly became news, and it occupied the headlines of various short videos and social media before the next day.

The romantic and inhumane scene of the drone proposal was filmed. I was envious and even more curious about which tyrant is trying to please his little wife.

There are different opinions in the comments below. There is no impenetrable wall for such a big handwriting. Soon even outsiders know that it seems to be a president surnamed Shu.

Looking around, there are quite a lot of Mr. Shu, large and small, in the country, but there are not many Mr. Shu in City A who have the financial ability and are in the period of youth and love.

Public opinion, large and small, quickly spread around Shu Yan, and the fake gossip that was badly written in the past was brought out to flog the corpse. Even the unscrupulous editors were tired of writing it, but no matter how they wrote it, they never picked it up. Who is the other heroine who came out.

If you don't even have the ability to protect your wife, how dare you make such a big fuss.

In June of her junior year, Yi Xiaoan made a special trip back to China.One is that Yi Qianqian is about to apply for the college entrance examination. She is studying finance and has good grades. She also wants to study abroad directly.The second is Yisen's death day.

This was the first time Yi Xiaoan went to pay homage to him.The man on the tombstone looked young, unfamiliar, yet familiar.Compared with Yi Qianqian, Yi Xiao'an looks more like Yi Sen.

Like Shen Ling, he always remained young and handsome.Just like the grievances and resentments of their generation, they will always stay in that era.

And at this moment, Yi Xiaoan felt that she seemed to have had a father again.

After returning from the cemetery, Yi Xiaoan went back to her apartment with Yi Qianqian. Shuyan had no time to take care of her, and the institutions on the market were too complicated and troublesome. Yi Qianqian could only come to consult her sister who had lived in the United States for three years. up.

Yi Xiao'an acquiesced to her, but Yi Qianqian was not polite, and directly took another speech for her to their high school.

Yi Xiaoan is now regarded as a leader in the world of painting internationally. With his superior appearance, mysterious family relationship background, and the genius halo of becoming famous at a young age, he already has a fan base of his own circle in the world.

She went to Yi Qianqian's high school to give lectures, using her identity as a senior sister, in order to share some learning experience with high school students, but Yi Qianqian was not polite, so she almost used a loudspeaker to call this her sister.

Yi Qianqian is simple-minded and popular in the class, and the good students in the class see her so excited and tease her, asking why Yi Xiaoan looks so good-looking even though she is a sister.Yi Qianqian turned her head and asked him why he was so slapped when he was also a student.

The day before Yi Xiaoan was going back to America, Yi Qianqian specially invited her to his apartment, and personally ordered Yi Xiaoan a sumptuous takeaway.

Yi Xiao'an looked at the large and small exquisite takeaway boxes on the table, and suddenly felt that if people could grow up so simply and satisfyingly, they would be very happy.

At least, Eisen would hope so.

"When will you be back next time?" Yi Qianqianlai asked Yi Xiaoan on the sofa after dinner.

Yi Xiaoan cleaned up his share of bowls and chopsticks: "It's been a long time." Besides school, Yi Xiaoan has many other things to do in his junior year, so Yi Xiaoan still plans to stay in the United States for the time being.

"I can really go to the United States to study in college, and it's probably Chicago." Yi Qianqian opened her eyes wide and looked at Yi Xiao'an and said word by word.

Yi Xiaoan froze for a moment: "As you wish."

Yi Qianqian didn't feel hurt when she didn't pick up what was expected, but instead continued to work hard: "You haven't given me a painting yet."

"Because there is no one painting just for you." Yi Xiaoan said mercilessly.

"..."

"Will you paint a picture for me one day?"

Yi Xiaoan put the washed dishes back into the cupboard, and took off the apron around his waist with his backhand.

"Will you?" Yi Qianqian walked behind her and asked again.

She stared at Yi Xiao'an's eyes innocently and seriously, and opened her hands unconsciously by her side because of the anticipation of asking questions.

"Yes." Yi Xiaoan finally answered with eyes closed.

She just finished speaking and was about to turn around, when suddenly she felt her waist tighten, and Yi Qianqian's arms were clasped around her waist like that, and she hugged Yi Xiao'an from behind.

She was not as tall as Yi Xiaoan, and she didn't dare to hug her tightly. She leaned on Yi Xiaoan's back like a child, and called softly, "Sister."

Yi Xiaoan didn't move.

"Do you like me, sister? Actually, I have always liked my sister since I was a child. Is there something wrong with me..." Yi Qianqian hugged Yi Xiaoan, and her shy expression of family affection was hidden in this clumsy joke, which made Yi Qianqian Xiaoan couldn't laugh or cry.

She broke Yi Qianqian's hand, turned around and looked at her seriously, deliberately worried: "Is there really such a trouble? But my sister doesn't know what to do, how about my sister take you to ask sister Shu Bar?"

After Yi Xiao'an finished speaking, he seemed to want to call Shu Yan, so scared that Yi Qianqian hurriedly yelled for a while, saying that everything that is fake is fake.

Yi Xiao'an stopped teasing her, and said to Yi Qianqian before leaving: "That painting is waiting for your birthday."

In the last semester of their senior year, Yi Xiaoan and Shu Yan officially moved into their private villa in Chicago, which is considered to be excellent in terms of security and privacy.

Yi Xiao'an thought it was exaggerated when he bought it, but he didn't expect that only this house could withstand the various troubles caused by overnight fame.

Or more accurately, home.

She and Shu Yan's home.

Since the second semester of his sophomore year, Lin Wei has had less contact with Yi Xiaoan. On the one hand, Yi Xiaoan is busy, and on the other hand, Lin Wei is also struggling with his studies.

Not only academics, but also where my parents live, my future career and questions about what to do with my French boyfriend.

Every time she calls Yi Xiaoan, she will list these problems. Yi Xiaoan is willing to help her, but after all, many things are unsolvable. In addition, both parties are busy, and the frequency of contact gradually decreases. less.

Lin Wei is Yi Xiaoan's first real friend, and Yi Xiaoan has been secretly unhappy for a long time because of this, he flew to France twice to meet each other, and invited Lin Wei to the United States, but there was always a sense of distance.

Yi Xiao'an told Shu Yan about her concern, but Shu Yan told her to wait for a few more years.

Everyone will encounter good times and difficult times in their life. Lin Wei is obviously in the latter category now. If she is really unwilling, then not disturbing her and putting pressure on her at this time is actually the best way to be a friend.

Shu Yan held Yi Xiaoan in her arms and explained this truth in a very soft voice, as if she was telling a fairy tale to a child.

After Yi Xiaoan finished speaking, she was silent for a while, and Shu Yan couldn't help but want to ask her what she thinks of this truth.

"Are you almost 30 years old?" Yi Xiaoan said suddenly.

"?"

"Speaking is getting more and more sophisticated." Yi Xiaoan tilted his head.She has known Shu Yan's stability since she was 14 years old, and the longer Mr. Shu has been in office now, the more obvious that steady temperament is.

"Think my sister is old?" Shu Yan tickled her nose.

Yi Xiaoan pouted.

"Didn't it be because I was my sister?"

"Isn't that the past?" Yi Xiao'an argues.

Shu Yan raised her eyebrows: "Didn't I also ask my sister to be gentle when I did it just now?"

Yi Xiao'an didn't expect that this person could switch between seriousness and hooliganism so quickly, and he blushed instantly.

Shu Yan hugged the still careless little girl back into her arms. They were both busy at ordinary times, but they didn't do it many times, which caused Yi Xiao'an to blush instantly when he heard such words.

"Do you think my sister is old-fashioned, is it because she has been Mr. Shu for a long time?" Shu Yan asked seriously this time.

"Maybe." Yi Xiao'an thought for a while and answered.

"I see." Shu Yan replied after a moment of silence.

"understood?"

"Oh, I see."

"What will happen if you know? Can it be changed?" Yi Xiao'an was a little puzzled, because Shu Yan has always been the kind of person who finds problems and solves them.

"Yes, it's fine if you don't."

"??? Why not be Mr. Shu?"

"I haven't made up my mind yet. Maybe I should apply for Ms. Yi's life assistant. If the life assistant is not good, then I will be the driver. If the driver is not good enough, then I will be a full-time wife."

Yi Xiao'an heard her talking more and more out of shape, so he lightly scoffed and ignored her.

"Come back early, don't look at other girls, not from any country." Yi Xiao'an instructed.

Shu Yan is going on a business trip to Africa tomorrow, and the estimated time is three weeks, which is the longest and farthest place she has traveled in the past one or two days.

Yi Xiaoan originally wanted to go too, but the review process there was complicated and would waste her time, so Shu Yan didn't let her go.If you want to go, you can go there for travel in the future.

"Okay." Shu Yan replied.

Early the next morning, Yi Xiaoan went to the airport to see Shu Yan off, saying that it was a lie to be willing to part with her, but she still held back her tears.

Crying Shu Yan will be worried, she is now "Miss Yi" and "artist", and she can't just cry casually.

Yi Xiaoan returned home and continued to start school activities and other normal life. When the third week was about to end, Yi Xiaoan’s high school, where Yi Xiaoan studied before, suddenly held a large-scale event. Yi Xiaoan, as an honorary alumnus and the youngest International grand prize winners are naturally also invited.

The principal called her once, Yu Yan, the head teacher of the year, called her once, and finally Shu Minglang called her.

He is still the honorary principal of Yi Gao, and he didn't think it was anything before. After Yi Xiao'an really came back for his sake, Shu Minglang slowly returned to that secretly smug feeling.

Yi Xiaoan contacted Uncle Liu when he went back. He didn't want to trouble Aunt Zhou, but Uncle Liu reported the letter first, and Aunt Zhou personally cooked and prepared the meals. Yi Xiaoan had to live back in the Jingshan Mansion.

No one lives in this house now, but there is no plan to sell or rent it out, as if it means something as long as it is there.

Yi Gao's event was a complete success, and Yi Xiao'an's attendance attracted the attention of various news media.

She left a lot of paintings in Yigao back then, and left more stories, and all kinds of soft articles about "the past life of gifted girls" began to fly all over the sky.

On the day the event ended, the school repeatedly asked her to come to the thank-you banquet. Yi Xiaoan looked at the calendar and realized that Shuyan would be back in a day. She had to make sure she was in good shape to see her, so she refused every time.

On the last night in Jingshan Mansion, Yi Xiaoan had eaten early and took a shower, and after packing up her luggage, she occasionally opened the locker in her room to look again.

The jewelry and clothes she left here back then are still neatly placed there, just like what Shu Yan said, they have never been moved.

Yi Xiaoan looked at it, and suddenly felt that something was different.

There is a small box underneath that changes color.

She is a little obsessive-compulsive, and she will never let a single color appear here.

So this box, passive?

Yi Xiaoan moved the other boxes away and took out that one alone.This box used to hold the little daisy brooch.It was taken from Shu Yan when she went to live in school for the first time.

When she left in tears at the age of 18, Yi Xiaoan didn't take anything with her. Among the thousands of valuable jewels, she only took the little daisy brooch.

As if having a strong premonition, Yi Xiaoan opened the box with trembling fingers——

The original daisy brooch is of course gone, replaced by a red rose brooch.

It is the same as the one that Shu Yan secretly ordered for her in the movie theater before, except that the color has changed from purple to red.

Then she saw the following two lines in italic English:

Purple rose flower language: imprisoned love.

Words of the Red Rose: Love that never goes out.

There is also a handwritten Chinese sentence at the bottom:

When I handed you the purple brooch, I had already prepared this red rose.

Yi Xiaoan felt another very strange feeling welling up in her heart, which miraculously made her a little dizzy. Before she had time to think about it, the sound of a car came faintly from downstairs.

Who will be here at this time?

Yi Xiao'an was only wearing a bathrobe, but the sound of the car was getting closer and closer until he finally stopped.

Like a coincidence, Yi Xiaoan didn't put on his shoes, and slowly opened the door and walked out.She stood barefoot in front of the hall, the warm yellow light outlined her shadow on the ground, and the summer cicadas sang softly in her ears.

Yi Xiaoan poked his head out to look at the car just now, but the car had already driven away, maybe it was just a passing neighbor.

Yi Xiao'an waited for a while, making sure that no one came over, and shook his head, making sure that he wanted to go back after thinking wildly again.

Just as she was about to turn around, she suddenly felt a pat on the shoulder. Yi Xiaoan turned around, and a beautiful woman in a professional dress with red lips appeared behind her, just as beautiful and astonishing as she was back then, as always A gentle brow and eye day and night:

"What are you looking at, little girl?"

The author has something to say: The end of each book represents a period of time in the past. During this period, I am with the protagonist, and the protagonists are with me.It took a long time to write this book, adding up to 5 full months. The writing was full of twists and turns, because too many things that I could not predict happened during the period, but at the same time, it was unforgettable because it was a challenge to myself.Still those words, I am very grateful to every little angel who has been with me all the time, I care about your comment id, without you, this complete book would not appear.For the broken update at the final stage, I sincerely express my apologies without any reason. (Bows) I won’t write a side story for this book, the time is really hard to manage, I can’t procrastinate and waste everyone’s feelings, and what I want to write is a story from impossible to doomed, now, it’s in my The heart is already complete.There is no pre-receipt, and there is a high probability that I will not write when I have not adjusted the time in recent years, and I don’t know if I will see you again, but I sincerely hope that every kind-hearted baby will have a shining future.

It’s like this every time I write a word, I want to say a lot, but in the end it’s always incoherent or even pointless, and it’s not even romantic.

But now that I'm on a plane, choosing to write these words as close as possible to the stars may be a kind of romance in itself.

Once again, I wish every little angel happy every day in the days to come, and everything goes well~