- No.
- No.
Thank you for using your youth to accompany me to grow up on time.
Xiao Yan, will grow up on time?
That night, they went to bed very late, about eleven or twelve o'clock, not because of anything else, but the two of them sat by the window, watching the snow outside and the moon chatting for a long time.
Jiang Redemption said.
"I don't know when it started. Your troubles seem to be more than just collecting your phone before going to bed, and my dream is not just to meet."
"I didn't know if it was worth it, so I spent my life trying to figure it out."
"Actually, Yan, I have long thought about it. Flowers accept withering, trees accept withering, and I am also willing to be mediocre."
"If it weren't for you, who would want to stay in that broken junior high school and see a future without direction, that school full of campus violence."
Not everyone is as lucky as Jiang redemption to have their own love, but everyone can work as hard as Jiang redemption to find their worth, because every girl deserves the purest love.
The purest dream of a teenager is to be a better Yan Haoxiang.
The road must go forward, and people look to the future.
Yan Haoxiang hugged the quilt and hugged Jiang Redemption. The quilt wrapped two people, turned on the heating, and put two pillows under his butt. They hugged each other and slept under the moonlight.
Very romantic.
- No.
When he woke up again, Yan Haoxiang woke up first. As soon as he woke up, he kissed Jiang Redemption's face, and his arm was numb by her pressure. Before, Jiang Redemption was afraid of his injury recurring, so he never pressed his arm when he slept. Last night, Yan Haoxiang lay down and slept all night without saying that his hand was not injured.
yanhaoxiang"Go to sleep, just pretend I married you."
In this life, as if I had married you, as for who you hold the hand in the end, and who you watch the sunset with, it has nothing to do with me.
Do you think Yan Haoxiang has nothing in his heart? Why did he want to reconcile with Jiang Redemption? He just doesn't want to leave any regrets. There is no next time, there is no next time.
He is going back to Canada today and asked for leave from the crew. This time, he is not just asking for leave, but quitting completely.
The plane landed in the afternoon, and the snow in Canada was much thicker than that in Beijing.
Yan Haoxiang walked into the door, he never thought that this would be the last place to restrain him.
shadougan(Father Yan) "Xiaoyan, I'm finally back."
"Mom! I don't want to get married, didn't you read Weibo? I have a girlfriend!"
He was born in this kind of family. Arranged marriages were very normal, and free love was just a form, but he thought he could compete until he was ordered by Yan Haoxiang a few days ago. Immediately return to Canada.
yanhaoxiang"Hello, Miss Su."
Yan Haoxiang stretched out his hand, it was in etiquette, but Miss Su didn't want to look at him when she hugged her chest. Mother Su saw that the other party's son had closed the door and immediately began to round the field.
"Oh, our Wen Chi is a girl, it is inevitable that she is a little shy."
suminchi"Hey, Yan Haoxiang, let me tell you, you have a girlfriend, I don't want to be a mistress."
suminchi"I also have my own dreams and goals, so I won't delay you."
yanhaoxiang"That's best, but I'm just going to take a formality when I come back this time. I didn't expect to really go to the palace of marriage with Miss Su."
Wouldn't this be easy to handle? Anyway, what the two families want is cooperation, and the marriage of the two is just a ceremony.
shadougan(Father Yan) "Haoxiang, what are you talking about?!"
suminchi"Uncle Yan, I think Young Master Yan is quite right."
suminchi"Why should he arrange a marriage if he has someone he likes? My mother likes to do this, but I don't."
yanhaoxiang"Dad, Aunt Shen, I'm sorry, I have no intention of marrying Miss Su."
suminchi"Mom, I don't either. Young Master Yan really has a sweetheart, can't he fulfill them?"
- No.
Sisters, think about who this Su Wenchi is, she is related to our little redemption.
