Granny Meng gave her a bowl of soup

On the last day, knowing that Ming Yu was coming back, Song Wanyue was restless, so she simply dragged Zhang Hui to a bridal shop.

Poor Zhang Hui, a salted fish who was sucked dry by the boss at work, was dragged over by his friends during the rest time, and was stuffed with dog food after mouthful.

When she was driving to look for Wan Yue, she entered the house, and the changes visible to the naked eye made her completely different.

To put it simply, the dead salted fish has turned into a radiant white swan, radiant.

From the first day Ming Yu left, Wan Yue couldn't sleep well, she missed her night and night, knowing that she was busy, she didn't dare to disturb her too much, and she digested the many feelings that radiated in the dark night by herself bit by bit.

Halfway through, Zhang Hui looked at her dark circles under her eyes and felt angry and distressed. What's the matter, does the term "lovesickness" still exist in this era?

But now, the skin of Wanyue in front of her is as clear as jade. She is holding her hair to reveal her slender neck. She is wearing a milky white close-fitting sweater. Looking at Zhang Hui, the peripheral light of the morning scattered her eyes, like white roses moistened by water, with a charming fragrance.

Zhang Hui's heart moved, and the astonishment in his eyes bloomed like a flower.

"She'll be back in the afternoon."

Wan Yue's tone was brisk and joyful, and her red lips were alluring: "I originally wanted to hide it from all of you, but after thinking about it, I still have to ask Huihui to help me see if it looks good."

Zhang Hui stared at her face: "What are you looking at?"

Song Wanyue walked over with a smile, "Wedding dress."

Zhang Hui: ...

shit.

She knew it.

Calling her early in the morning will never be a good thing.

On the way, Zhang Hui, who didn't have breakfast, went to buy deep-fried dough sticks and soy milk. She looked at Wan Yue, who was smiling and happy in the passenger seat, and was about to fly, "Do you want to eat?"

Wan Yue is just like her, not only does she not like spicy food, but she also likes this kind of deep-fried high-calorie food because of her body without getting fat.

Wan Yue flatly refused: "No, Ming Yu doesn't like me to eat."

Zhang Hui: ...

After a moment of silence, Zhang Hui gritted her teeth: "Eat it, I won't tell her."

Wan Yue was very firm at the moment, "No, Mingyu will smell it."

"No, it's still so long, I have mouthwash."

"That'll smell it too..."

Wan Yue's cheeks were slightly hot, they had a candlelight dinner at night, Ming Yu would definitely kiss her...they still...will...

Song Wanyue's face, visible to Zhang Hui's naked eyes, turned slightly red. She was originally pale, but now she looked more like a peach blossom with a light pink highlight, bright and enchanting.

"Damn it, Song Wanyue, you're almost done! It's going to stimulate a single dog like us endlessly, isn't it?"

Seeing her good friend explode, Wan Yue bit her lip restrainedly, "I will try my best."

……

This is really the death of drought and the death of flood.

Zhang Hui turned her anger into appetite. She quickly drank soy milk and ate deep-fried dough sticks. She was still angry: "I don't understand. How did you last so long? We have been together for ten years, and we have known each other for more than ten years." , you've been alone since you were a child, aren't you tired of being crooked?"

Wan Yue opened the window a little, feeling the moist air with the fragrance of flowers, and squinted her eyes with a smile: "Not greasy." She casually grabbed Zhang Hui's hand and placed it in front of her.

Zhang Hui was taken aback, and asked her incredulously: "You won't be so heartless to let me feel that you are being cared for and develop a second time, right?"

Song Wanyue: ...

After a moment of silence, Song Wanyue looked at Zhang Hui with her dark eyes: "Did you feel it? My heartbeat."

Because of her Ming Yu's coming back, her heartbeat throbbed violently, every sound was telling the excitement of the upcoming meeting.

Zhang Hui: ...

It was truly a morning of the dead.

It's nothing to be stuffed with dog food all the way, but when she arrived at the bridal shop, Zhang Hui was irritated again.

The owner of the bridal shop personally came to receive Wan Yue, and her tone was familiar: "Miss Song, you are here."

Zhang Hui looked at Wan Yue, and Wan Yue looked at the proprietress with a smile, "Well, here we come."

The proprietress is a gentle person, she smiled and looked into Wanyue's eyes: "Do you still want to try it on this time?"

this half year.

Song Wanyue often goes to Guanggu's bridal shop to try on wedding dresses.

She tried almost all kinds of styles and colors.

If this matter were put on someone else, the proprietress might be impatient, but Wanyue's appearance and figure are outstanding. Every time she tries on a wedding dress, all the bride-to-be present will be amazed by her, even her He even threw an olive branch to Wanyue, hoping that she could come and be a model, but Wanyue refused with a smile.

She wears a wedding dress only for Ming Yu.

It was Ming Yu who was narrow-minded and possessive so strong that she would not agree to her being a model.

Song Wanyue shook her head, the corners of her lips raised unconsciously, and her tone was soft: "This time, I'm going to take it home."

It's been ten years.

She finally came.

This is the first time Zhang Hui saw Wan Yue wearing a wedding dress.

She has also participated in many weddings, large and small, and brides of all colors have seen them. Some people say that women are the most beautiful when they wear them.

She had never agreed with this before.

But now, when Song Wanyue walked out slowly wearing a wedding dress, her eyes were straightened.

Wan Yue is slightly shorter than Ming Yu, but her figure of 1.6 meters [-] is obviously better than that of ordinary girls. She has a slender waist and a full front body. The word "happiness" floats in the ethereal wedding dress, and her fragrant shoulders are half exposed. She looks at it with a smile. Looking at Zhang Hui, that delicate skin and sexy collarbone made people want to kiss her. Around her neck was still the platinum necklace that Ming Yu gave her.

This necklace was put on by Ming Yu for her when they made a promise.

Now, after going around for ten years, with their love and pure white and holy wedding dress, it will finally bloom.

"I am beautiful."

Song Wanyue looked at Zhang Hui's dumbfounded eyes with satisfaction, and couldn't help but sigh: "Ming Yu will definitely like it."

Zhang Hui staggered, and the proprietress couldn't help secretly laughing beside her.

Happiness, needless to say, you can tell how much Wan Yue loves her significant other from just one look.

"So, you're going to propose in a wedding dress?"

On the way back, Zhang Hui was dumbfounded by the explosive news, Song Wanyue nodded, she was in a good mood: "Ming Yu said that there will be some rain tonight, so I won't let me pick her up, and she won't tell me the flight number, just let me Waiting at home, I am going to go back now and start preparing a candlelight dinner, when she comes home..."

There is longing in her eyes.

She had imagined such a scene countless times.

Her Mingyu arrived home in a hurry, had a romantic candle dinner prepared by herself, and then she put on her wedding dress and knelt down to surprise her...

What will Ming Yu look like?

Will she be so happy that she will go silly?Or secretly weep?

Some people have a tacit understanding, which is given by God.

Since the morning, everyone felt that Xiao Mingyu was very happy. The face that had been busy and tense for the past few days finally blossomed. Even the partner could feel it. When shaking hands with her, he looked into her eyes. Smile: "Director Xiao has worked hard. It's been seven days. I must miss my family very much."

Xiao Mingyu heard the other party's teasing, she smiled slightly: "Yes."

When she said this, she couldn't help but gently stroked the ring on her ring finger. She had been wearing it for the past few days, hoping that it would be stained with her breath.

She had been preparing for a long time, and today she got down on one knee and formally proposed to Wan Yue when she got home from the plane.

Will she be panicked by her "recklessness"?

Ming Yu couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, the light in her eyes overflowed, or was she directly moved to the point of crying?

The partner who was still holding hands with the other party: ...

In the eyes of the other party, she is a typical workaholic, capable and self-disciplined big sister, with a stronger aura than many men. She is convincing both in terms of business ability and eloquence, and she is really convincing. Director Xiao with a cold face There is also such a side.

In the afternoon, the elderly who had nothing to do basically went back to the hotel to rest.

It is also fun for younger people to go to the nearby pedestrian street to eat and drink under an umbrella.

Xiao Mingyu frowned, looking at her phone repeatedly, and her assistant, Xiao He, was also anxious, "It's so hard to finish work, why is it stopped by the weather? Oh, it's so annoying."

Xiao Mingyu looked at her watch, she is a decisive person, since the plane will definitely not be able to take off, instead of complaining, it is better to find another way, there is no direct high-speed train to the city here, it is not worthwhile to back up.She counted the driving time, if it didn't stop, she should be able to see Wanyue at night.

It's just that driving in such weather is somewhat risky.

In the past, it was fine for her to be alone, but now, she also has an old man by her side and Wanyue to take care of her, so she has to be careful.

When receiving Xiao Mingyu's call, Song Wanyue was happily cooking at home wearing an apron, and even on the phone, Mingyu could hear her frantically covering pots and chopping vegetables.

"Hello. Are you going to the airport?"

Wan Yue's voice was full of excitement, Xiao Mingyu looked at the rain outside the window, restraining his frustration, "You really cook by yourself? It can't be done secretly, don't cut your hands carefully."

Song Wanyue bit her lips: "Poor mouth, I must make it myself, and you will eat it all when you come back."

Xiao Mingyu smiled: "Eat them all." She couldn't help but elongate her voice to tease her: "That's a lot of work, will you exercise with me at night?"

Song Wanyue blushed when she heard this, and she said angrily: "Bad guy, come back quickly, I'm going to prepare the dishes."

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Mingyu was silent for a long time. She really couldn't bear to wait for Yuekong. She looked at her watch, estimated the time, and looked at the weather outside the window. She told Xiaohe: "I'll drive back , Please keep an eye on the follow-up matters here."

******

The rain on the road was relatively heavy, with thick black clouds rolling in the sky, and the lightning rumbled all the way as if it hit the roof of the car. Even an old driver, he used to travel at night, Xiao Mingyu still hit twelve sub-spirit.

When we arrived at the halfway service area, the rain was a little lighter, and the dark clouds that had been accompanying the car roof all the way finally dissipated, and even the purple light that couldn't be hidden behind the clouds burst out.

Xiao Mingyu also took a breath, she was really tired, she opened a small window to breathe the fresh air, her eyelids were a little heavy.

The air is always freshest after a rainstorm.

Xiao Mingyu took a short rest, and when the rain subsided, she rushed home without stopping.

The closer she was to home, the better her mood was. Thinking of Wan Yue and her mother who secretly called her to prepare for the wedding, Xiao Mingyu felt her mind cleared up a lot.

The speed limit on the expressway was 120 mph, and Ming Yu kept it at around 110. When she reached a corner at the foot of the mountain, she heard a tearing whistle from the opposite side breaking the tranquility of the valley. The fatigue of the past few days made her react more than usual Slow down, and by the time she saw clearly the large truck that was rushing through the guardrail due to the wet and slippery rain, it was already too late.

What does death feel like?

Once, Ming Yu discussed this topic with Wan Yue.

Ming Yu introduced to Wan Yue in a serious way: "My mother told me before that someone in my hometown had a near-death experience, saying that when a person dies, all the images of this life will suddenly appear from their minds as if they had passed away. Movies pass by one by one, and then the body does not feel pain, and even for a moment, you can feel that the soul is no longer controlled by the body, and it comes out of the shell directly, it seems not so scary."

Song Wanyue was bluffed into her arms like a little white rabbit, hugging her waist: "Don't talk about this, we all have to live well."

Let alone death.

She couldn't stand Ming Yu getting hurt even a little bit.

She will die of pain.

But now, the bright red hot blood in Ming Yu's body dripped down from the top of her head. She felt that what was lost was not only blood, but also temperature, breath, and her life.

She raised her hand, trying to cover the wound, but her arm just softly brushed across her cheek.

And the ring that she had secretly hidden for a long time was stained with bright red blood.

Ming Yu's lips moved feebly, she panted unwillingly, and her lips gradually lost their blood color and murmured: "Wan Yue, Wan Yue..."

The soft whispers of the past played back in her mind.

——Don't be angry, Wan Yue, I promise, I will definitely come back to accompany you on the last day.

After I come back this time, I will talk to Mr. Xu, try to reduce the number of business trips, and spend more time with you.

Obediently wait for me at home.

It's about to get married.

Why did they suddenly call me sister-in-law?

……

Xiao Mingyu couldn't be reconciled.

The two girls have experienced many ups and downs and setbacks, and they have been opposed and questioned by countless people.

We finally got together.

She hasn't said the words she wanted to say thousands of times in her heart to her Wan Yue.

——Wan Yue, will you marry me?