remarry [rebirth]

It seemed that people all over the world knew his vague feeling towards He Lanshao earlier.

Wen Jiu bit her lip, feeling completely ashamed for a moment.

In fact, many times in his previous life, when he was disgusted in his heart, he hypnotized himself, saying that He Lanshao was his benefactor and the one who saved him.Until He Lanshao went too far, the balance in his heart began to involuntarily lean towards He Lanshu - but at that time Lan Lan was still with He Lanshao, he was Lan Lan's biological father no matter what .

He is controlled by others, but he is powerless.I can only continue to torture myself little by little, and also torture everyone's behavior.

When the door was gently opened again, Wen Jiu's gaze was still on the photo album.

"Why are you crying?" The sound of He Lanshu's clothes rubbing against Wen Jiu's ears, and then a figure squatted down in front of him.

Wen Jiu's chin was lifted up, and she couldn't see clearly from the tears in her eyes.He blinked twice to wipe away his tears, and then he saw He Lanshu's face clearly.

He didn't know what to say, but shook his head silently.

"What did Mom say to you?" He Lanshu's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid that Wen Jiu would be scared away with a loud voice, "She said she seemed to talk a little too much, let me come up to comfort you."

"It's nothing." The corners of Wen Jiu's mouth drooped downwards, unable to make a smiling expression, she simply gave up, almost stubbornly picking at the corner of the photo album, and muttered to herself in a low voice, "I did something wrong thing."

He did many things wrong in the past, even though Lan Lan was in the hands of He Lanshao, those things were committed by him.Later, he couldn't even see Lan Lan's face casually. He used to wait near He Lanshao's house from dawn to dark for a long time, but it was all in vain.It's just that He Lanshao said that, so he did it.

"If you made a mistake, then correct it." He Lanshu opened Wen Jiu's almost masochistic hands, and then gently kneaded them, "Try to make some mistakes, no one will never make mistakes for a lifetime."

"But what if it's really wrong?" Wen Jiu obediently asked He Lanshu to hold him in his arms, leaning against his chest, with his eyes downcast.

He stopped picking his hands, and played with He Lanshu's instead, "I made a mistake to the point where I hated myself and continued to make mistakes. And...if I do a lot of wrong things that are not good for you, will you Blame me?"

"Continue to make mistakes while hating yourself?" He Lanshu smiled lightly, "This proves that you know that you are wrong. It's good that you can correct yourself in the future."

He didn't answer the latter sentence.

Wen Jiu's heart twitched, and the movements of her hands slowed down.

In fact, since they became a substantial couple last night, he felt that the gap and distance he felt between him and He Lanshu had disappeared a lot.Whether he acts or speaks, he is much more presumptuous than before.

Just when he was thinking about it, He Lanshu convinced him, his eyes looked very gentle through the lens, his eyes were full of trust and pampering, Wen Jiu was dumbfounded, and listened to him say , "I won't blame you, never will."

"...Are you so sure?" Wen Jiu wrinkled his nose and smiled, unfinished tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, and he wanted to wipe it with embarrassment, but He Lanshu pulled him down again.

He Lanshu smiled and gently stroked Wen Jiu's head, kissing his hair lightly with his lips from time to time.

He likes him so much, how can he be willing to blame him for making him sad.

He Lanshu's face moved closer to him, his eyes narrowed with a smile, "Aren't you uncomfortable?"

Wen Jiu pouted, but shook her head, "It's not that uncomfortable anymore."

"Close your eyes."

Wen Jiu blinked, but felt that the moment he closed his eyes, He Lanshu's lips were printed on his eyelids.

His lips were hot, and his eyelids were the thinnest parts of human organs.Wen Jiu felt that the heat was going to burn straight into his heart.

The tears on his face were sucked away one by one by He Lanshu, his eyelids kept blinking, but he restrained himself from opening them.

So until he fell asleep, he didn't know when He Lanshu stopped moving.

----

When Wen Jiu woke up, she was in a relatively unfamiliar room, and her mind felt groggy.

He got out of bed a little uncomfortable, walked around the room twice in a daze, and found the photo on the desk next to the window.

Above is a child with glasses and braces, smiling brightly.

This child looked so familiar, Wen Jiu touched it with his index finger, pursed his lips and smiled: it was the child in his memory who entered his room stepping on a field of sunlight.

"Ajiu, are you awake?" Wen Xia pushed open the door, came in with the medicine in her hand, put the things on the table, walked to Wen Jiu's side worriedly and touched his forehead.

"Are you crying again this afternoon?" She was relieved when she found that it didn't get hot. She took Wen Jiu's hand and asked him to sit down on the bed again. Fever, when I was young, it was because of this that my body fell to the root of the disease, and I didn't have a long memory..."

Wen Jiu suddenly had a guilty face, and looked at Wen Xia pitifully, "I was wrong."

Wen Xia rolled his eyes at him, "He Lanshu went to pick up the doctor, but you really scared him."

"Have a high fever?" Wen Jiu drank a few more sips of water, her mouth was extremely dry.

Wen Xia sighed and nodded, "It came and went as fast as it came, it's all right now."

She put the thermometer in Wen Jiu's ear for a 'beep', and was relieved when she saw 36 degrees on it.

"What time is it?" Wen Jiu asked, there were many other villas living here with lights on, but apart from these lights, there was no sound at all, and the silence was a bit scary.

"It's past two o'clock." Wen Xia rolled her eyes and rubbed her head in sleepiness, "Mom has already fallen asleep, and He Lanshu probably will be back soon, so I'll help you talk about it, and don't ask the doctor to examine you gone."

"No need." Wen Jiu took Wen Xia's hand, and suddenly felt that He Lanshu might prefer that he let the doctor examine him.

He Lanshu would be truly relieved only if he could get a definite answer.

"Let the doctor take a look." Wen Jiu smiled shyly, seeing Wen Xia's suspicious face.

"...You used to have a high fever and you almost passed out and didn't let me take you to the hospital." Wen Xia pursed her lips, and put away the things on the table sadly, "My brother has grown up and changed when he has a sweetheart. "

After she finished speaking, she couldn't help being amused by her tone of marrying a daughter, and gently pulled Wen Jiu's hair that was sticking to her face because of sweating, and said, "Then you have a good rest, I'll go to sleep for a while .”

"Understood." Wen Jiu replied obediently.

Not long after Wen Xia went out, He Lanshu came back.

His steps seemed a bit hasty, and his strides were relatively large, followed by a doctor who looked like he was facing an enemy, trotting all the way while holding his glasses, and carrying a medicine box on his back.

He Lanshu exercises regularly, and his lung capacity has always been relatively good.

When they went to pick out gifts for Lan Lan together last time, Wen Jiu was already a little bit unable to walk when they walked over. Sitting on a chair in the jewelry store, she felt as if she had been reborn, but He Lanshu was tired, let alone Yes, not even short of breath.

This time, he crossed his hips and panted twice before pointing at Wen Jiu, who was almost lying on the ground behind him, "Go."

Wen Jiu blinked in confusion, pursed her lips to match the doctor's movement and stretched out her arm to let him measure her blood pressure.

"I'm fine." Wen Jiu was somewhat dumbfounded, watching He Lanshu go to the side and poured two glasses of water, and put one on the table.

The doctor swallowed his saliva, and finally stopped what he was doing and drank a few mouthfuls of water, and he let out a comfortable breath when he was done.

"You have a fever of 39 degrees." He Lanshu finished his drink in one gulp, frowned and pulled some loose hair.

39 degree?

The doctor over there had almost finished the examination. Only then did Wen Jiu notice the padded pajamas he was wearing indiscriminately under his overcoat and the...eye gum in the corner of his eyes, and couldn't help touching his nose in embarrassment.

"It's because of being too emotionally tense and causing the body to alternate between hot and cold too quickly. His physique is weak, so we should pay more attention to this situation. Young Master Wen, did you sweat before you had a fever, and then caught a cold again?"

"Yes." Wen Jiu nodded awkwardly, "In the afternoon..."

"It's fine now that the fever has subsided." The doctor heaved a sigh of relief, rubbed his eyes in embarrassment, and squinted at the medicine instructions on the cabinet.

He Lanshu seemed to have taken a reassurance, and ordered Fu Bo who was standing at the door to put on his clothes as soon as he came back, and said, "Fu Bo, find someone to take Dr. Jiang back."

----

"...If I get a fever after crying in the future, you can just give me these medicines." Wen Jiu took the lead in breaking the silence in the room, and pointed to a few boxes of medicines on one side.

He Lanshu sighed, walked over to caress Wen Jiu's face as well, probably because it was hotter inside the quilt, and the heating was turned on in the room, so the temperature seemed to be higher than that of his hands.

"I don't dare to make you cry anymore..." He Lanshu withdrew his hand and tugged on his tie, looking a little helpless.

Wen Jiu was stunned, thinking that this sentence... sounds awkward?

He hesitated for a moment, "As long as you don't get nervous and sweat when you cry... you'll be fine."

He didn't know what he was explaining, he was confused.

He Lanshu chuckled, and after changing his clothes, he patted his head lightly and said, "Go to sleep."

Wen Jiu nodded, and carefully burrowed into his arms, her chin buried in the quilt, and said in a small voice, "Stop patting my head from now on."

"What?" He Lanshu moved a bit, looking at Wen Jiu's soft and docile hair, won't you touch it in the future?

"It's nothing." Wen Jiu was a little sleepy again, and yawned, "I think we're both men. Although we're married, won't you feel uncomfortable when you touch my head?"

Same-sex marriage has been open for a long time. Even though the same-sex childbirth technology has been developed for nearly a hundred years, the proportion is still far less than that of heterosexual marriage. Because it is very difficult for men to have children, and the process is extremely difficult, so Even now, many people still maintain the behavior pattern of "formal marriage".

"No way." He Lanshu smiled, and put a kiss on Wen Jiu's forehead, "No matter in terms of age, height... or psychological aspect, I don't feel uncomfortable at all."

Wen Jiu was stunned by his answer, "Then let you go..."

----

When falling asleep, if you wake up once in the middle, it will be more difficult to wake up the next day after falling asleep again.

Wen Jiu spent a lot of effort to open his eyes in a daze, but before he could see what the thing above his head looked like, he closed his eyes again.

At this time, an annoying phone rang next to him, and he was so frightened that he remembered that he had put his phone directly next to the pillow last night.

"Yan Lang? What's the matter?" Wen Jiu yawned, and lay back down as if letting himself go.

"Do you have anything to do during the winter vacation?" Yan Lang smiled happily, "I want to take a trip to country M with you, and I will pay for it!"

"Winter vacation?" Wen Jiu came back to her senses, "Has the holiday date been confirmed?"

"It has been announced a long time ago, and there is still one week left!" Yan Lang looked very happy, "Tickets for the International Jewelry Show! It's near the platform! I just got two tickets!"

Wen Jiu was also a little moved, but he didn't have any plans for the winter vacation.He had just officially established a relationship with He Lanshu, and he even had an almost morbid obsession with wanting to be with him all the time.

"I'm not sure if I can go." Wen Jiu hesitated, "Why don't you make an appointment with Yu Dian, as he happens to be with you, so you don't have to worry about the language barrier over there."

There was a 'pop' from Yan Lang's side, and Wen Jiu guessed that he probably slapped his forehead, "You're right! It just so happens that he's going back to Country M to look for his dad during the winter vacation, and he'll be back around New Year's Eve. I can still bring him home to celebrate the new year!"

Wen Jiu smiled, "Yes."

"Then I won't tell you." Yan Lang hung up the phone with a smile, bought some fruit by the side of the road, rubbed his hands, and took a taxi against the wind.

Just as he hung up the phone and was about to get out of bed, the phone rang again.

Wen Jiu picked it up and took a look, and found out that it was Jiang Jintang's mobile phone number. She was so frightened that she almost threw the phone away, and he answered at a loss, "Uncle?"

"It's me." Jiang Jintang laughed, glanced at Jiang Cong, who was holding a cane beside him, looking expectant and pretending not to care, and said, "Ajiu, your school is going to be on vacation soon, do you have any arrangements for the winter vacation? ?”

"Not yet." Wen Jiu smiled shyly, and unconsciously walked around the room.

He was suddenly a little lucky to reject Yan Lang's invitation, otherwise the two of them, who have never passed the fourth level of English, would go to country M without following the group, and even watch the exhibition... Maybe there is no translator, and they can't even hear a word Understand.

He definitely couldn't imagine that He Lanshu would cross the ocean and carry two ropes to bring the lost two of them home.

"That's it." Jiang Jintang leaned back, turned a corner, and didn't talk about the topic. He wanted to catch Jiang Cong's appetite. After seeing Jiang Cong raised the crutch in his hand, he waved it beggingly. Waving his palms, he sat up straight and said, "Your grandfather wants to go on a trip to relax during his vacation. I can't spare time here, so I just want to ask if you are free to go together? It's just a good time to cultivate feelings and get close."

"Yes." Wen Jiu quickly nodded in agreement, and saw He Lanshu coming in out of the corner of her eyes, so she put her index finger to her mouth and made a silent movement, "Uncle, my sister still needs to bring Lan Lan, I'm afraid I won't be able to get away .”

"It's a bit of a pity." Jiang Jintang turned on the loudspeaker, and Jiang Cong, who was eavesdropping in an upright manner, waved his hand immediately. Jiang Jintang understood, "There will always be a chance to go with the family together in the future, and this time I went to the island. The scenery is warm. It's all good. I feel relieved to have a young man with me."

"That's fine." Wen Jiu was looking forward to it, "Can you tell me about grandpa's daily habits?"

"Okay." Jiang Jintang said with a smile, "I'll look at the ticket after your holiday."

Jiang Cong, who had been peeking at him all the time, suddenly came up to him, with fluttering beard and raised eyebrows, "How is it?"

"Didn't you hear it all?" Jiang Jintang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and repeated to the old man again, "Axue's children are all sensible."

"That's it." Jiang Cong snorted, and leisurely hugged the quilt and went back to his balcony to play with birds and bask in the sun.

----

"Uncle called?" He Lanshu followed Wen Jiu to see him enter the washroom, watched Wen Jiu's washing speed and said, "Wash slowly, no one is urging you."

Wen Jiu glanced at him with a smile from the mirror, wiped his face and said, "Well, my uncle told me to accompany my grandfather on a trip during the winter vacation. He said it was on an island, and the scenery should be nice."

After all, the old man is not in good health. Wen Jiu heard that he was in politics a few years ago.When the government implemented temperature control, the temperature in the whole city b plummeted by more than ten degrees. The old man's body couldn't bear it, so he went abroad for a long time and only came back in recent years.

It's just that it's winter and it's a holiday. It's understandable to want to go out and see more scenery.

He Lanshu stopped talking behind him, and leaned against the wall, frowning and watching him quietly.

Wen Jiu put down the towel in her hand, and jumped in front of him with a smile, "Don't worry, the two of us will go together then."

Only then did He Lanshu laugh, "Mr. Jiang seems to dislike me very much."

"He doesn't like He Lanshao either." Wen Jiu poked his arm, "He doesn't like my dad either, unless he married into the Jiang family, he doesn't seem to like anyone."

He Lanshu understood.

"Let's go down and eat."

----

Wen Jiu hadn't brushed her teeth yet, so she asked He Lanshu to go down first.

He told Wen Xia what happened just now, and when Wen Xia heard about it, she was somewhat disappointed, and she poked Lan Lan's soft little face with doting, "You, delaying mother and Zeng Grandpas exchange feelings."

Lan Lan thought she was playing with her, she buried her face in Wen Xia's neck with a 'quack' smile, and gently patted Wen Xia's face with her hands.

Zhou Manrou smiled kindly, and when she saw Wen Jiu coming down with her, she waved enthusiastically, "Come here quickly, the food is getting cold."

Because of what happened last night, Wen Jiu felt somewhat uncomfortable, but it wasn't about Zhou Manrou.More dissatisfaction with myself.

Zhou Manrou's intention was good, he didn't want to make both He Lanshu and himself suffer because of his confusion, so he issued a reminder, but he still hadn't recovered.

Wen Jiu couldn't hide things, let alone Zhou Manrou's age.

She sighed softly, and said sadly, "Look at it, look at it, I said a few more words yesterday, today Ajiu won't call me mom anymore."

He Lanshu, who was sued by his mother, turned his head and blinked at Wen Jiu when he heard the words. Wen Jiu didn't hold back a smile, and the uneasiness in his heart completely disappeared——Zhou Manrou didn't say anything yet, why should he be uncomfortable Woolen cloth.

"By the way, it's just that I'm going overseas during the winter vacation..." He Lanshu raised his head during the meal, and smiled at Wen Jiu, who had just raised his head and his eyes hadn't focused yet, "I happened to get the marriage certificate as well."

Wen Xia's hand feeding Lan Lan shook, and the pacifier was inserted straight into Lan Lan's nostrils.

Lan Lan was so frightened by her mother that she moved her mouth and started screaming with an 'ooooooo' sound, and a milky white liquid flowed out of her nose.

Wen Xia hurriedly put the baby bottle on the table, and anxiously wiped Lan Lan's nose.

After Lan Lan howled, she stopped howling, probably because she was frightened and noticed that something was dripping from her mouth, so she stuck out her tongue and licked it, and when she found that it was her favorite milk, she stretched her fingers towards it. Nostrils, Gaga smiled and took it out to share the food with Wen Xia.

Wen Jiu coughed and the sky was dark, and she raised her head with a flushed face, with a terrified expression - didn't they not get divorced this time?The marriage certificate is still pressed at the bottom of the box in their room!

Besides, why go abroad to get married?

He Lanshu wiped the corners of his mouth in a leisurely manner, watched Zhou Manrou fish out the key that had fallen into the soup bowl and put it aside, then said leisurely, "Marriage certificates in China are not recognized abroad. It just so happens that we are going...by the way Do it better."

Wen Jiu: "..."

He patted his chest in fear, which made him jump.

He thought it was a mistake, if he had misremembered the time to go to He Lanshu to mention the remarriage, it would be a bit embarrassing when they were already divorced.

----

Jiang Cong, who learned that He Lanshu would also go with him, said he was very unhappy.

When he got the news, Lao Gao pouted his mouth. Jiang Jintang, who was being censored by his side and called to book a plane ticket, only felt that he was really under a lot of pressure.

After finally hanging up the phone, Jiang Jintang felt that his clothes were about to be soaked in cold sweat. He wiped his forehead, and then looked back, sitting at the corner of the table and playing with the table, secretly throwing cold knives at him Jiang Cong said, "Dad, do you have anything else to do today?"

"It's okay." Boss Jiang Cong put the table back unhappily, stood up and smashed his crutch hard, and walked away with his hands behind his back and his head raised.

Jiang Jintang looked at the phone that he hung up, and at the door that Jiang Cong kept opening and closing due to his temper, and couldn't help but sweat at He Lanshu.