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Today the children are mysterious, Jiang Yuxuan was thinking while tidying up the files on the desktop.

Although Zhou Ruan is in school, because there are not too many professional courses, after participating in extracurricular activities, he will come to Jiang Yuxuan's place to check in whenever he has time, and nestle aside obediently.

And today...

Jiang Yuxuan pursed his lips, turned on the phone, and watched the conversation between the two on the screen.

Although Zhou Ruan chatted with Jiang Yuxuan as usual, but compared to the usual degree of clinging, it was obviously a lot colder.

Jiang Yuxuan looked up and was lying on the seat behind him, covering his forehead with one hand, feeling dazed for a while.

He knocked on the ball in his mind that was used to pretending to be dead, and the hair ball that was lying on the cushion and sleeping soundly felt touched by something, smacked his mouth, twisted his body, then turned over and fell asleep again .

Jiang Yuxuan's face was full of black lines, and he patiently yelled at Duanzi.

"Who is it?" Tuanzi opened his eyes, jumped up from the mat angrily, and jumped around looking for the "culprit" that made him unable to sleep well.

"Me." Jiang Yuxuan responded in his mind, successfully seeing how the hair ball stopped suddenly.

"Haha, so it's the master." Tuanzi scratched his face in embarrassment.

Jiang Yuxuan secretly rolled his eyes, and he remembered the appearance of this little dumpling with his fists raised in the beginning.

The past is terrible...

Forget it, Jiang Yuxuan doesn't want to say more.

He closed his eyes. To outsiders, you are a man lying lazily reclining on the sofa seat. The sunlight outside the window penetrates diagonally from the opposite side, pouring down a soft light.

Soon, a delicate and small box appeared in Jiang Yuxuan's hand.

The box is engraved with simple and simple patterns, and there are still flickering fiery red lights from time to time.

This box is very familiar, and it is the box that Jiang Yuxuan used to hold the soul fragments of his lover in the first place.

Jiang Yuxuan rubbed the edge of the box with his thumb, feeling the warm temperature under his fingertips, his eyes darkened.

He knocked on the edge of the box, and a phoenix-shaped pattern appeared out of thin air above. The fiery red phoenix miniature flapped its wings and flew in the air, landing on Jiang Yuxuan's hand from time to time, touching it intimately, and leaving in a flash.

Jiang Yuxuan raised his hand, tapped the slightly dull tail feathers of the phoenix, and smiled.

The time is almost up.

Jiang Yuxuan turned the seat, looked at the blue sky outside the house, and smiled mysteriously.

The little game is about to end, late night.

He scanned the dumpling nestled in the corner with mental power, as if he had discovered something, but silently looked away.

"It won't be discovered..." The fluffy dumpling kept trembling, silently praying in his heart.

Don't let yourself, an innocent and weak dumpling, take the blame for what a bad guy did.

Hey, can the accomplice be given a lighter punishment?

Jiang Yuxuan put away the box in the palm of his hand, yawned lazily, and leisurely pointed at the tabletop, his finger bones tried to touch the tabletop, making a crisp crashing sound.

It's a game, just have fun.

Zhou Ruan on the other side was busy in full swing.

He looked down at the note in his hand, clenched his slightly sweaty palm, his face full of tension.

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Jiang Yuxuan opened the door after get off work, and what he saw was such a scene.

From my feet to the end of the living room, a fiery red "carpet" stretched out, and layers of roses were crowded together, interweaving into a dazzling sea.

Zhou Ruan stood among the flowers, with a tense face, holding on to the delicate rose in his hand, pursed his lips, and opened his mouth stutteringly.

"I like you!"

Seeing Jiang Yuxuan, all the drafts that Zhou Ruan had written in his heart disappeared. At this moment, his mind went blank and he couldn't remember anything. He could only follow his instinct to express his most straightforward emotions.

Jiang Yuxuan smiled, there was no look of shock on his face, but a sense of pampering on the contrary.

He unhurriedly closed the door behind him, and then walked slowly towards Zhou Ruan.

The young man was wearing a white suit. Although his face looked immature, it was not overwhelmed by the imposing manner of the clothes. On the contrary, it made him even more noble.

The extreme white entangled with the extreme red, and the picture outlined deeply shocked Jiang Yuxuan. The fiery red flowers reflected the young man's red cheeks like burning clouds, and he didn't know who was more beautiful for a while.

Jiang Yuxuan carefully walked around the flowers on the ground and walked in front of the boy.

Zhou Ruan didn't seem to have reacted, he hesitated to speak, but didn't say anything, so he just stretched out his hand in a daze.

Looking at the rose that appeared in his line of sight, He Zhou Ruan was so nervous that he wanted to look away uncomfortably, but forced himself to look at Jiang Yuxuan, refusing to let the man react at all, Jiang Yuxuan smiled.

He took the flower and accidentally touched the skin of the boy's hand, Zhou Ruan's hand trembled.

Really, Zhou Ruan curled up her fingers annoyed.

Obviously, it is common to kiss and hug each other, why does he have such a disappointing reaction even when he touches it?

He raised his head to look at the man, and as expected, he saw the man's still gentle eyes that seemed to be able to accommodate everything.

Jiang Yuxuan didn't say anything, just stood there quietly with an encouraging face.

Zhou Ruan: "I like you."

Jiang Yuxuan: "Well, I heard it."

Zhou Ruan secretly cheered herself up, and poured out all the words she wanted to say with a trembling voice.

"I like you...no, I love you." Zhou Ruan repeated.

"I've confirmed it many times, and I didn't confuse the gratitude and love that Jiang Jiang felt when he rescued me, so what... just, I like it very much, I really like it... .like."

Zhou Ruan spoke incoherently, and at the end, he didn't seem to know what he was talking about, so he could only simply repeat the few words left in his mouth.

"Okay." Jiang Yuxuan responded gently when the boy finished speaking and looked at him nervously.

Maybe love is something that can't be explained clearly with a few words, but sometimes, just a few words can pour out surging emotions.

Jiang Yuxuan approached Zhou Ruan little by little with the rose, the boy felt that the man's footsteps sounded like he was stepping on his heart, and he was extremely nervous.

Jiang Yuxuan held Zhou Ruan's hand, squeezed his fingers in, and the two interlocked.

At the moment when the skin touched, Zhou Ruan blinked, her eyelashes trembling constantly, the green flower stems had already been removed with thorns, leaving only a smooth surface, which was constantly rubbed between the two's intertwined palms, Gradually picked up the temperature.

In the empty space in the middle, petals fell one by one and overlapped on the ground, slightly curled at the edges, with some red water droplets.

The two people in the room had already hugged each other, their hair was entangled, and the tip of their noses was filled with each other's scorching breath.

"Love you......"

The sound of breathing was mixed with the man's answer with a smile.

......

There have been many weddings, but each time, the two have the same anticipation and joy as always.

There were not too many people who came, they were all close friends. Xiao Fang and his party were laughing at the side, teasing Feng Shi, who was wearing an "old father" gratifying smile from time to time.

Xu Zhouxiang and Zhou Ruan got together somehow, and now they have become good friends. Whenever they have time, they get together and discuss something mysteriously.

Every time at this time, Song Youzhou would smile and pinch his lover's face, look at Jiang Yuxuan who was also indulgently looking at his child, and shake his head helplessly.

But now, Xu Zhouxiang was smiling and holding the bouquet that he had finally snatched in his hand, escaped the claws of other people who were about to move, and rushed into Song Youzhou's arms.

"You." Song Youzhou nodded angrily on the forehead of the man in his arms, but saw the other party take out a ring from the bouquet.

He widened his eyes, and after being surprised, he took it and put it on his ring finger without hesitation.

Afterwards, Xu Zhouxiang ran away shyly, with a shiny ring on his hand covering his face.

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The later stories are very simple. Like every world, the ending of the story tends to be flat, but what remains unchanged is always the sincere and passionate love.

Two people love each other, the fireworks of love will never go out, and in the days to come, it will always feel like first love.

Jiang Yuxuan's parents liked this soft-looking boy very much, especially Jiang's mother, who always gently chatted with Zhou Ruan.

Others are not important, the most rare thing is the strong atmosphere between the two juniors that can be seen at a glance.

As long as the children really like it, Jiang's mother stopped Jiang's father who was furious at the side, and stopped the other party from wanting to pay the check.

"Where did you get your pocket money?" Mother Jiang squinted at Father Jiang, her tone was "gentle".

Father Jiang... Father Jiang stopped talking.

Even the domineering president of "Tianliang Wangpo" couldn't resist his own wife.

As for Zhou's father who was forgotten by everyone, Zhou Ruan smiled and let him go.

Maybe the self he used to recklessly retaliate back a long time ago, but after meeting his lover, he still couldn't forgive him, but he didn't pursue it anymore after the other party had already paid the corresponding price.

Perhaps forgetting is the best revenge for Father Zhou.

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When the two were gray-haired, Jiang Yuxuan turned his head to look at his lover whose eyes were still clear, and turned his head to look at the setting sun in front of him.

"Wanwan." Jiang Yuxuan looked at the void in front of him and said, as if he was talking to himself, and also as if he was asking the "coward" who was always by his side.

After a long time, Lin Qingwan's low voice echoed, "I'm here."

The old man on the rocking chair was suddenly enveloped by a burst of white light, and Jiang Yuxuan returned to his original appearance.

The man moved closer to his lover who had also changed back to his original appearance, and lightly kissed him on the other's cheek.

"We go home."

"it is good."

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