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The weather was getting colder, and seeing Yang Chen only put on a thin sweater when he went out, even though I knew he was in good health, I couldn't help but go back and get a dark coat and let him put it on: "It's not a child anymore, I don’t know when to change or what clothes to change, so I have to be reminded by someone.”

"This style is so old-fashioned, Xu Junyan, can you be more serious and choose something that pleases your eyes?" He took it resignedly while complaining, "Fortunately, I am handsome."

I said, "I don't want to get used to your bad temper when you are being served by others."

Yang Chen raised his eyebrows, kissed me on the cheek, shook the ring on his ring finger, his face was full of embarrassment: "You can't help it if you don't want to, who made us a couple."

"You are beautiful."

Xiao Huo was driving in front, and Yang Chen only talked to me after getting in the car, without asking where he was going, and he was not afraid that I would kidnap him.However, with his combat power, it is more than enough to beat Xiao Huo and me alone, so there is really no need to worry.

After chatting for a while, I was thinking that the atmosphere was so harmonious, so Yang Chen said very shamelessly: "Why didn't you tell me when your brother came back?"

"It's not a big deal. Even if I don't tell you, you will know sooner or later."

"Knowing it through others, and telling it yourself, are the two natures the same?"

I said oh, he was a little unhappy immediately, and he spoke with a bit of aggression: "Hey, what's your attitude? Xu Junyan, what do I ask you?"

There was no sound in the car, the relaxed atmosphere at the beginning was gone, and Xiao Huo didn't dare to breathe in the front.

Yang Chen is irritable by nature, especially in adolescence, love and hate are unpredictable and unpredictable.In recent years, with age, he has improved somewhat—at least he pretended to be restrained, and he was able to put on a calm posture in front of outsiders.

However, in my eyes, he is no different from before. When he is poked at a painful spot, his hair will explode all over his body, and he will explode on the spot.

To put it bluntly, it is to treat each other frankly and without concealment. To put it bluntly, it is that a dog can't change eating shit.

I rubbed the center of my brows, and gestured with my palms down: "Don't yell, it's giving me a headache."

He immediately silenced, and then said dissatisfiedly: "Can you show me some respect?" His voice was unconsciously lowered.

Yang Chen asked me for respect, this sentence can be recorded to participate in the selection of the most humorous jokes in the world.

I didn't want to quarrel with him, especially today, so I explained: "I just said oh, and I didn't have time to think about the next sentence. You just smashed a lot of them like machine guns. How should I answer?"

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tone softened: "You obviously didn't care about my expression just now."

I asked, "Is it written on my face? Are you so sure you didn't misunderstand?"

Yang Chen had nothing to say, and after a while he said sullenly: "Then treat it as a mistake. I want to hear you tell me what's going on next time."

I sighed, gently put my hand on the back of his hand, and hooked his little finger in a friendly way.

After getting off the car, Yang Chen looked around and frowned: "Why does it look familiar?"

This area is far away from the urban area, and there are no people on the road. I held his hand without any scruples: "Just follow me."

This trick has been tried and tested, and he really doesn't complain anymore.After walking for a while, he looked up and saw the gate of the cemetery not far away. He stopped and his face changed suddenly: "I have been here before."

Without explaining, I stood at the entrance of a flower shop with simple decoration on the side of the road, bowed my head and picked flowers.

Opened near here, the needs of customers are nothing more than sweeping graves and mourning, so the store is filled with flowers in simple and elegant colors.Today is an overcast day, and the flowers look even darker.

Yang Chen grabbed my shoulder and forced me to face him: "Okay, why did you come here? Call the driver now, let's go back."

The owner of the florist had already greeted him, but he was hesitating whether to advance or retreat at this moment.I smiled at her and said, "Please pick me a bouquet of flowers, white ones... no, two bouquets."

She quickly responded, perhaps because she was afraid that Yang Chen and I would fight at the door of the store, and quickly brought out several bundles of wrapped flowers: "Here are white roses, lilies, and chrysanthemums, which one do you think is more suitable?"

Yang Chen raised his voice: "Xu Junyan——"

"Just white roses."

I admired myself for being able to take out my wallet and pay with a calm demeanor when someone grabbed my shoulder, and turned to Yang Chen and said, "Please free your hand to pick up something."

Yang Chen's expression was very ugly, but he had no choice but to take the white rose that I forcibly stuffed into his arms.Looking at him, it seemed that he would drop the bouquet on the ground in the next second, and jump up to stamp his feet.

I straightened my crumpled clothes, walked into the cemetery, and said calmly: "Don't be so angry, you are also a person with a reputation, it is very shameful for someone to take a photo and post it on the Internet."

He was stunned for a few seconds, and then stepped forward to catch up: "Xu Junyan, are you sick? I have grown up, and I have never seen anyone sweeping my own grave. And why did you bring me here, you want to poke me again Heartbroken?"

That's right.

What is buried in this cemetery is not any relatives or friends, but myself.

"I don't know the exact location, so I can't look for them one by one." I smiled, "Didn't you buy a place next to me? If so, you must know where it is."

"I'm just navigating your relationship?" He said angrily, "What a fucking disappointment, I thought you were going to propose to me, but you ended up taking me to the grave!"

"I didn't say what to do, who made you think so well."

Yang Chen was so angry, he still led me to that position with ease.Only the three characters Xu Junyan are engraved on the tombstone, and there is no specific date of birth and death.

I leaned over and placed the white rose in front of the stele, and he put down the flower too, then retreated not far away with arms folded: "Satisfied now?"

"The position my mother chose for me is very good."

Looking up, you can see several mountains. The cemetery is lined with trees, and the scenery is quite beautiful.And there are other people buried a little farther away, and the ghost life is probably very lively.

Yang Chen's expression twisted: "According to me, people are living well now, why should they engrave their own name on the tomb? This monument should have been lifted long ago. You really don't think it's bad luck."

The surrounding area seems to be circled on purpose, except for a blank tombstone on the right side.I asked him, "Is that yours?"

He nodded.I smiled: "Has anyone ever told you that you are childish?"

"Yes, you." He said angrily, "But I don't need it for the time being, and it may take another seven or eighty years.

"I didn't expect you to be taboo about this. Why didn't you pay attention when you bought the cemetery next to me?"

Yang Chen was dumb for a moment, and after a long while, he said in a low voice: "At that time, I didn't have the heart to think about what was there. If someone didn't stop me, I wish I could take your coffin home. Besides, you can't be with you forever while you're alive. It would be nice to be buried together in the future. I read a sentence before, life is the same quilt, death is the same..."

"Birth is the same quilt, and death is the same coffin."

I smiled, "This is written by Zhao Mengfu's wife, Guan Guansheng, 'I was born in the same quilt as you, and died in the same coffin'. At that time, I was learning Zhao Mengfu's regular script, and the calligraphy teacher said this allusion in class."

"The ancients are good at playing romance." He paused, and said awkwardly, "I know you think it's funny, but my heart was about to die at the time, and the only way to feel better is to do this."

It's not romantic at all.

Zhao Mengfu fell in love with a young and beautiful girl, but his wife had her own principles and couldn't accept taking concubines, so she wrote a poem "Wo Nong Ci" to express her affection euphemistically.

This famous sentence, often used to prove love, is derived from this word, how ridiculous.

I looked at Yang Chen.

When I learned from Mrs. Yang that Yang Chen didn't tell me anything, but secretly prepared to have a child, the matter could no longer be undone.

Song Cheng left, Andre went crazy, everything fell to dust in his eyes, and the right to decide these "major events" returned to his own hands.

the last time.He always said, Xu Junyan, give me one last chance and endure the last overstep.

Seeing my silence for a long time, Yang Chen looked a little uneasy: "Are you unhappy? Did I say something wrong?"

In fact, he is really changing.

Although his temper is as bad as ever, and even though he will still quarrel with me over trivial matters, he already knows how to observe my emotions, will take the initiative to pass the steps with his anger, and will carefully ask me what I think.

But he really hasn't changed.

If I give in to this matter, maybe one day in the future, someone will hold a strange baby in front of me and tell me that it has my blood on it, and I must raise it together with Yang Chen—otherwise, its life will be in jeopardy. will be as unfortunate as I am.

I understand that the broken marriage of my parents has had a profound impact on Yang Chen.In his eyes, the new life is a symbol of completeness, an indestructible emotional bridge, and a lock that firmly locks the other party.

But I can't do the Duan Sheng who compromises, and he is not the easy-to-convince Zhao Mengfu.

If you can use the phrase "Birth is the same quilt, death is the same coffin" to influence the other party, how can there be so many idiotic men and women in the world, so many seem to be in harmony with each other?

I said, "When I first met you, I was very young. I'm afraid you don't have much impression."

"In that garden of the Xu family, right?" he said, "you climbed down from the tree with leaves on your head, like a little mud monkey. I gave you a coat, but you never returned it to me, and later Don't mention this, I thought you forgot that we met before."

"So you remember."

I looked at him sideways, and he smiled smugly, his handsome face was so bright that people couldn't take their eyes off: "How can I not remember things related to you?"

I smiled slowly and murmured softly: "It's ok."

His love, his vows, his single-mindedness.Everything I ever dreamed of, I've got it all.

Yang Chen didn't hear clearly, and asked, "What did you just say?"

"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered what you were like before."

I held out my hand to him, the ring on my ring finger gleaming in the sun.

He held my hand tightly: "I am in front of you now, you can watch as long as you want, why do you still remember the past? Let's go, this place is too deserted, it's not good to stay for a long time, let's go back soon Home."

I didn't resist, and let him pull me out, looking back at the same white tombstone on both sides.Under the blue sky and green trees, they were so close together, as if a pair of lovers were buried here.

The love-hate entanglement between Xu Junyan and Yang Chen has finally come to an end.