Let's walk together for the rest of our lives. If the host says to leave, she will leave.

Gu Ling doesn't like spring.

The more colorful spring is, the more dull and gloomy her life seems. Also, spring rains a lot.

Although there is more rain in summer, the rain in spring is not as vigorous as in summer. It comes and goes as it pleases, quick and decisive.

The spring rain is fine and long, and it always creates an atmosphere for Qingming Festival, which is really annoying.

Perhaps the only thing that makes Gu Ling feel comfortable in spring is its sunshine, which is neither hot nor cold, but just the right degree of gentleness.

Yu means to shine.

Qiao Yu was like the spring sunshine, appearing in her life at just the right time.

Qiao Yu turned his head to kiss Gu Ling's hand, his eyebrows curved: "I know what image I have in your eyes, but you still have to draw me in your painting."

"Yes." Gu Ling agreed.

Qiao Yu smiled even more happily: "Gu Ling, do you like me a little more today?"

Gu Ling held Qiao Yu's face with both hands and gave him a lingering kiss that almost suffocated Qiao Yu.

He tilted his head back to accept the kiss, the familiar scent forcefully invading his private territory.

He offered no resistance and surrendered willingly.

"some."

Gu Ling took the time to say these two words, and once again led Qiao Yu into the dreamy and misty honey jar.

……

Since then, Gu Ling would paint a picture every time she went to a place. She painted the scenery, but Qiao Yu was in every scene.

They would stay in one place for three to four months, so Gu Ling's painting frequency was not very high.

Compared to Gu Ling, Qiao Yu seemed much more productive. He painted a landscape painting for each place, and many, many figure paintings, all of which were of one person.

His favorite girl Gu Ling.

At noon, they passed by an ancient village and found that a family inside was holding a wedding.

There are tables of various sizes in the courtyard, with eight or nine people sitting at each table, including men, women, young and old.

The bride and groom had sweet smiles on their faces as they walked among the guests, toasting, distributing wedding candies, and accepting their blessings.

Gu Ling stopped and looked for a while, and Qiao Yu suddenly pulled her in.

She watched Qiao Yu find the person in charge, then he gave a little money as a gift and took her on a walk inside. When they came out, they successfully got a bunch of wedding candies.

After returning, Gu Ling looked at the table full of wedding candies, propped up his chin and looked at Qiao Yu, saying, "Your movements look so skillful."

Find the person in charge, give gift money, greet the bride and groom, and take out wedding candies. The whole process goes smoothly without any pause.

Gu Ling guessed that if it weren't for the fact that she couldn't eat anything, Qiao Yu would have taken her to have a banquet there before leaving.

Qiao Yu held a piece of wedding candy in his mouth: "I often encountered this kind of situation when I was traveling before. I just wanted to share in the good luck!"

Gu Ling frowned and looked at the candy wrappers on the table, a little unhappy: "You eat more wedding candies, so don't you get more happiness than me?"

Heart disease patients need to consume sugar in moderation, so most of the wedding candy will naturally end up in Qiao Yu's stomach.

Miss Gu, who had never attended a wedding, easily equated wedding candy with happiness.

Qiao Yu chewed the wedding candy into pieces with two "crunches", leaned his back against the sofa, opened his arms, and opened his arms to Gu Ling.

"Yes." He smiled, "Do you want to share in the good fortune?"

How? Qiao Yu's actions were already very obvious.

Gu Ling walked up to Qiao Yu and with a little force, Qiao Yu fell on the sofa.

Gu Ling stared at his hands for a while, blinked, and then leaned closer to Qiao Yu.

The sweet aroma of candy wafts towards me, and the person under me is holding honey in his mouth, exuding a sweet scent.

Wedding candy, wedding candy, maybe because it carries a touch of festive atmosphere, it’s a little… too sweet.

……

Qiao Yu discovered that Gu Ling had a little secret!

When the two were traveling, Gu Ling would occasionally call Gu Hai to say hello, but he never avoided Qiao Yu.

One day, Gu Ling called Gu Hai. She glanced at Qiao Yu and then went to the bedroom to make a call.

What content should be avoided from him?

Qiao Yu sat restlessly in the living room. Finally, he took a cup of hot milk and sneakily opened the door.

"Yeah, I'm sure...thank you."

Gu Ling hung up the phone and looked over. Qiao Yu touched his nose guiltily and said, "I'll bring you some milk."

Gu Ling sipped his milk. Qiao Yu asked casually but deliberately, "What did you talk about with Mr. Gu? We talked for a long time today."

Gu Ling showed a faint smile on his face: "Secret. Qiao Qiao, I'm hungry."

Oh, Gu Ling is hungry, he should go cook.

Qiao Yu walked into the kitchen and started cooking, but suddenly stopped. Wait! What secret has he not asked yet?

He sighed while holding the vegetable leaves in his hand and thought, forget it.

He recalled the smile on Gu Ling's face and couldn't help but smile.

It must be a very beautiful secret.

So, what little secret does Gu Ling have?

After returning to the ancient village, Gu Ling suddenly had an idea.

She felt that she and Qiao Yu should also have a wedding.

She heard that one way to get married nowadays is traveling. Since they happened to be traveling, they might as well make their last stop in their hometown so that they can get married directly when they return.

Miss Gu thought this was a brilliant idea!

As for the other protagonist of this wedding? Oh, what a surprise, it’s only a surprise if you know it at the end.

So Gu Hai, who was far away in another distant city, received a call from his daughter.

After a brief greeting, Gu Ling said, "I want to marry Qiao Yu."

Gu Hai put down the pen in his hand. He was not surprised by the result, but he did not expect that this day would come so soon.

"you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm sure."

Gu Hai looked at the photo frame on the table and said, "It's up to you."

The two were silent for a long time, and finally Gu Ling said: "Father, thank you."

Thank you Gu Hai for not stopping her, and thank you Gu Hai for raising her to this age and allowing her to meet Qiao Yu.

Two years later, Gu Ling and Qiao Yu returned home.

During the two years, Gu Ling suddenly began to paint frequently, but she no longer showed her paintings to Qiao Yu, and each time she showed them, she kept them mysterious.

Although Qiao Yu was very curious about this, compared to knowing the content of the painting, he was more worried that the high intensity of painting would wear down Gu Ling's body.

Qiao Yu leaned against the door frame, knocked gently, and spoke threatening words in a gentle tone.

"Ling Ling, if you use your break time to paint behind my back again, I will look at your previous paintings."

How can that be? Those paintings are not ready yet, Qiao Yu can’t see them!

Gu Ling immediately stopped writing and covered the drawing board with a large white cloth. Then Qiao Yu came in and started to help her put away her painting tools.

After cleaning up, Qiao Yu took Gu Ling's hand and went to wash hands with her.

"We are going to attend the Gu Group's banquet tomorrow. Can't you just be quiet?"

It’s because the “banquet” starts tomorrow that’s why there’s so much unrest!

Gu Ling silently refuted in his heart and prepared to start work in the middle of the night.

Just a little bit left, it will be done in half an hour at most.

night.

"Zhou Paopi, stop wasting time and hurry up!"

The system rolled its eyes, first mocking Gu Ling's weak strength in this world, and then helped her put Qiao Yu into a deep sleep.

Alas, Qiao Yu watched him too closely, so Gu Ling could only do his tricks secretly.

Gu Ling climbed out of bed and went to the studio, turned on the light, lifted the canvas, revealing the painting.

The solemn cemetery was shrouded in dark clouds, and drizzle fell on the ground, splashing water.

A young man in black came slowly towards us, holding a bunch of orange chrysanthemums and an umbrella.

The umbrella blocked his eyebrows and eyes, leaving only his slightly smiling lips visible.

In the gloomy tones, the young man holding the flowers is like a ray of light that has strayed into this place by mistake, an unforgettable presence.

Gu Ling had been thinking about this painting for a long time. She originally planned to show Qiao Yu's entire face, but she was not satisfied with her favorite part of Qiao Yu's eyes.

She wasted a lot of paper while drawing, and finally decided to use an umbrella to block Qiao Yu's eyes.

Although it was blocked, Gu Ling thought: She will never forget, those gentle, smiling, tolerant and patient eyes, she will never forget.

Qiao Yu is different. How is he different?

Maybe it was his gentle smile, his love at first sight, or maybe it was the fact that he easily accepted Gu Ling's love...

Some things are hard to put into words, but they are just a little different.

Gu Ling put the last stroke on the paper and took a step back to look at the painting.

This is the wedding gift she gave to Qiao Yu. He... will like it, right?