I couldn't stand it anymore, He Shao banged me on the wall every day, asking for remarriage.

After dinner, He Lanchen simply cleared the table and pushed Wen Wan's wheelchair out of the house.

They went to the theater where the movie was played. It was originally in open-air mode, but the weather forecast said there would be rain tonight, and the staff was afraid of delaying everyone's enjoyment of the movie. So I suggested going into the movie theater to watch it. The movie theater here is also in semi-open mode.

He Lanchen bought some snacks and put them on the hooks of the wheelchair for Wen Wan to enjoy.

The movie is a patriotic theme that tells the story of a pair of lovers who join the army and serve the motherland on different battlefields. In the end, only the heroine is left, while the hero dies heroically. The heroine then devoted her life to her career and never remarried.

When watching the movie, Wen Wan cried a lot, because of the hatred of the country and the family, and because of the feelings of the male and female protagonists.

He Lanchen handed her a handkerchief several times. This movie is very different from previous commercial movies.

On the way back, He Lanchen handed the wheelchair to the bodyguard, and he carried Wen Wan on his back and walked step by step under the moonlight.

The quiet silver moon shines on the earth, and the light lengthens his shadow.

The two of them leaned together, forming a pair of figures on the ground.

"Why did you cry so hard while watching the movie today?" He Lanchen looked slightly sideways and looked for a topic to chat with Wen Wan.

She lay on He Lanchen's back, and her heart still ached when she thought of the plot in the movie.

"They devoted their lives to their lofty ideals and could not be together until death. However, this kind of love is indeed supreme." Wen Wan thought of her marriage to He Lanchen, which seemed so insignificant in the face of grand realism.

He Lanchen listened to Wen Wan's detailed explanation. He raised his eyebrows and asked her, "Do you yearn for their love, or do you have a greater pursuit of work?"

"I have both. One is to create contributions for everyone, and the other is to contribute to the small family."

The love that Wen Wan longs for in her heart is one in which opposites are equal.

He Lanchen's footsteps paused, and he stood there, "Wen Wan, if you and I worked hard to manage our marriage three years ago, you wouldn't divorce me, right?"

She couldn't help but sigh when she heard his question.

"There are no ifs in this world."

Wen Wan said calmly.

He Lanchen carried her on his back and continued walking forward, silently saying "I'm sorry" in his heart every step he took. He owed Wen Wan a lot of apologies in the past three years.

The two of them were halfway home when they vaguely heard the cry of a child from ahead.

"He Lanchen, did you hear that?" Wen Wan suddenly hugged his neck tightly and asked with lingering fear.

He tightened his hands behind her and swallowed, "Yeah, I heard you."

"It won't be so fierce, right? They say the countryside is unclean."

Wen Wan was so frightened that she could not speak coherently.

He Lanchen heard her hint, and the two of them thought about it together.

"I'll go take a look," he said.

The two of them followed the cry and found, sure enough, there was a little boy crying out of breath in the dark front.

"Dad..." When the little boy saw He Lanchen, he ran forward excitedly.

Before He Lanchen could react, a pair of chubby little hands hugged his long legs. The little boy raised a pair of tearful eyes and looked at him. Before Wen Wan could speak, the little boy shouted to her again, "Mom."

Wen Wan's heart beat suddenly.

If her baby is still alive, he will be like this little child and call her "mom" softly after birth.

pity……

"Child..." He Lanchen wanted to explain to the little boy, but Wen Wan, who was clinging to his back, struggled to get off him.

He Lanchen was afraid that Wen Wan would hurt him, so he knelt down and put her down.

When Wen Wan sat down on the bench by the roadside, the little boy ran towards her and threw himself into her arms, crying even more miserably.

"Mom, why did you come here? Zai Zai misses you so much."

The little boy made a milky sound, and his cries were mixed with shouts, making his speech unclear.

Wen Wan's eyes became moist. She hugged the strange little boy in her arms tightly and said in a hoarse voice, "I've made you sad. Isn't mom coming soon?"

If her baby were still alive, he would also jump into her arms and act like a spoiled child like this little kid, right?

I don’t know whose doll this is. If she treats this doll better, her baby will be loved by others in the distance, right?

It will definitely happen, right?

He Lanchen stepped forward, squatted down and looked up at Wen Wan, "The child is still young and must have been lost. I will send someone to the village to ask."

"Ah."

Wen Wan continued to sit on the bench, with the bodyguard standing not far away guarding her.

The little boy was probably tired of crying, so he lay on her legs obediently and dozed off. His long eyelashes were still covered with tears, and his little nose was red from crying, like a little reindeer, so cute.

Just as Wen Wan was about to take off his coat, the bodyguard hurriedly stepped forward and handed over his suit jacket, "Ms. Wen, cover him with my clothes."

"Well, hard work."

She took the bodyguard's suit jacket and gently covered the little boy.

Probably feeling the warmth, the little boy nuzzled Wen Wan's legs like a kitten.

She reached out her hand and gently touched the little boy's head.

This child looks very beautiful and tidy, and does not look like a left-behind child.

Half an hour later, He Lanchen came with a middle-aged man.

"Mrs. He, I'm sorry to disturb you when you go home to rest." The village chief stepped forward and reached out to take the little boy away.

Wen Wan reached out to stop his movement and asked in a lowered voice, "Can you tell me why this child ran out?"

He Lanchen glanced at the suit jacket on the little boy. He took out a blanket from behind the wheelchair and covered Wen Wan. The lower end of the blanket just covered half of the little boy's body.

"This child's life experience is pitiful. His parents went fishing and died in the sea not long after he was born. He was originally raised by his grandparents." The village chief's throat tightened when he talked about the past. "Probably the death of his son caused the death of the two elderly people. It was a blow, and within half a year, the two passed away one after another. The child’s nickname was Zai Zai, and currently every villager in the village is raising him for half a year. It’s probably because he missed home too much, so he ran away.”

After Wen Wan heard about the little boy's life experience, she couldn't stop the tears in her eyes.

"Village chief, can I leave you with your contact information? If your children need it in the future, you can call me." She didn't want to see the homeless children.

She and her sister were not doing well, but she was willing to help those who had it harder than she did.

The village chief wiped his eyes and thanked Wen Wan excitedly, "Thank you, Mrs. He. I'll take Zaizai away first."

Before Wen Wan could say anything, He Lanchen said first, "The child is asleep now. If you take him away by force, he will cry even more sadly. Come and pick him up tomorrow."

She was very grateful to He Lanchen. Zaizai really couldn't be taken away now.