After a long time, he stopped, touched Ruan Sixian’s forehead with his forehead, and stared into her eyes.
He opened his mouth to say something, but stopped when he caught a glimpse of her drooping eyelashes.
Then he took a step back, and slowly bent his knee.
Although his next move could be predicted, when she really saw him kneeling on one knee, Ruan Sixian’s chest was still full of sourness.
She thought such an action only existed in imagination.
How proud of a person he is.
But those deep eyes are unbelievably devoted.
Ruan Sixian’s mind was buzzing.
With her hands behind her back, she nervously clutched her clothes, and her nerves were all tense.
The pink diamond almost blinded her eyes.
I will give you a home.”
When she heard this, Ruan Sixian’s hand suddenly loosened, and every cell in her body lay firmly in a soft cradle.
That afternoon, Ruan Sixian took Fu Mingyu to the cemetery.
Before leaving, this man with lascivious air had to go upstairs to change his clothes.
Ruan Sixian looked up and down at his clothes.
“What’s the difference with the one you just wore”
“I’ve been flying all day.
It’s a little dirty.”
He went out with the car key, walked slowly toward the garage, then looked back and smiled, “When I go see your dad, I have to be clean and tidy.”
The cemetery is still deserted.
She wondered whether the personnel in charge of cleaning have been sleepy recently.
Although it is summer, there are many dead leaves on the ground.
Father Ruan’s tombstone stands in an inconspicuous place.
The man in the photo has soft facial features, but his eyebrows are faintly heroic.
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Fu Mingyu held a bunch of lilies and whispered, “Dad doesn’t look like a Chinese teacher.”
“He used to be a soldier…” Ruan Sixian suddenly raised her head and looked at him twice.
When she met his calm gaze, she choked, but said nothing.
His one mouthful of ‘Dad’ called out quite smoothly.
“Dad.” Ruan Sixian put the lily in her hand in front of the tombstone.
She bent down, glanced at Fu Mingyu, and whispered: “This is my boyfriend.”
“Huh” Fu Mingyu said, “What did you just say”
Ruan Sixian: “….”
“This is my fiance.”
He took Ruan Sixian’s hand and looked at the tombstone quietly.
Most of the time, Fu Mingyu is a man of few words.
Ruan Sixian didn’t know what he was thinking at this time.
He didn’t speak, and only stood there for a long time.
It was not until sunset that the two left the cemetery.
On the way, Fu Mingyu’s mobile phone kept ringing.
He picked up a few, but only said a few words.
Ruan Sixian only heard the words ‘yeah’, ‘okay’ and ‘change it to tomorrow’.
After all, he has just returned to China.
Many things need to be handed over and handled urgently.
This period of time will be busier than ever before.
But he still put off some work and had dinner with Ruan Sixian before he left.
Back home, after Ruan Sixian changed her clothes, she lay on the bed and stretched out her hands under the dim lighting, then looked at the shining ring on her ring finger.
Ruan Sixian’s expression was faint, but her heart was full of turmoil.
On this day, she slept very late.
In a daze, she felt the bed on her side collapsed.
She didn’t open her eyes but smelled the scent of shower gel at the tip of her nose.
The person beside her lay down gently, covered her well with the quilt, and hugged her.
When his breathing calmed down, Ruan Sixian rubbed into his arms and hugged his waist.
Then curved the corners of her mouth, and said in a low voice: “Hubby.”
Her voice was so small that it was almost like breathing.
It overflowed from the quilt, but it echoed in Fu Mingyu’s ears several times.