Mumu, the little ring-bearer, suddenly changed his style, leaving the audience somewhat puzzled.
It must be said that the wedding of Zhou Xiulin and Jiang Xiao, while not extravagant, was filled with sweet touches in every detail. The flowers at the venue were all baby’s breath, which Jiang Xiao loved, accompanied by pale yellow and white roses, creating a beautiful and romantic atmosphere.
Compared to the fake-looking rings from years ago, this time, the wedding ring was specially custom-made in France.
It’s clear that Zhou Xiulin’s love for his wife knows no bounds.
In one corner of the lawn, there was a heart-shaped photo wall displaying pictures of Jiang Xiao from the past 26 years. There were a few childhood photos provided by her father and aunt, and others were found by Zhou Xiulin from her school and classmates, but the majority of the photos were from her college graduation onwards. All these photos were taken by Zhou Xiulin, and it was through these photos that Jiang Xiao realized he had taken so many pictures of her.
After the ceremony, the family of three stood in front of the photo wall to take pictures. Little Mumu smiled, his eyes sparkling, probably feeling like the main protagonist today.
Jiang Xiao leaned on Zhou Xiulin’s shoulder and asked, “I thought you usually took photos of Mumu?”
Zhou Xiulin’s hand rested on her waist, “Mrs. Zhou, I forgot to tell you that I also won quite a few photography awards during my student days. So, for the rest of our lives, I’ll take many photos for you. In the future, we can show them to our grandchildren and let them know that their grandma was a great beauty in her youth.”
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Mbl Hbsw nswrzl nyxl shla vs pyu blzzs, “Wllz qall, ol’al blyekdt cynj. Nlv’p tlv vstlvbla ydsvbla vkxl.”
Hbsw Zyduyd ypjle, “Jkt casvbla, oblal’p Ywxw?”
Hbsw Dkwzkd alrzkle, “Tl’p dsv tskdt cynj. Gwdvkl okzz vyjl bkx okvb bla kd y obkzl.”
Ekvb vbyv, Hbsw Dkwzkd yde Kkydt Dkys zlqv vbl bsvlz. Mblka nya oyp oykvkdt swvpkel vs vyjl vbl dlozuolep vs vbl ykarsav. Msdktbv, vblu olal qzukdt vs Jyzk, yde Hbsw Dkwzkd oyp qkdyzzu vyjkdt y ollj sqq qsa vblka bsdluxssd.
Nkd Ew bye pokvnble vs y ryka sq qzyv pbslp yde oyp dso qllzkdt clvvla. Nkvvzl Jlyd Fraswv oyp qszzsokdt bla. “Gwdvkl, usw xwpv dlhla olya bktb bllzp ytykd kd vbl qwvwal, sa uswa qllv okzz bwav y zsv. Ywxw nyalp ycswv usw.”
Qin Heng, standing nearby, looked at the little fellow in surprise and ruffled his hair, saying, “You really know how to care for people.”
Zhou Simu nodded, “My dad said I should be a gentleman and care about girls.”
Qin Heng patted his head and whispered, “My girlfriend doesn’t need your care.”
Of course, Lin Wu didn’t hear this conversation; otherwise, she would have been quite annoyed with him.
The high school classmates were waiting for them, and Zhou Yanyan happened to be there, so they couldn’t help but tease them.
“It’s quite unexpected; it’s actually Jiang Xiao who got married first. But, Zhou Yanyan, did you introduce Jiang Xiao to your brother?”
Zhou Yanyan sat in her chair, “Do you think I would? But, having Jiang Xiao as my sister-in-law isn’t a bad idea, right?”
Everyone knew they didn’t get along well in the past.
Unfortunately, most of the people involved were present tonight, except for Shen Ting1A character from Hello, Dr. Qin who was in unrequited love with Qin Heng.
When Qin Heng and Lin Wu arrived, everyone playfully teased them, “Lin Wu, we’ll be expecting your wedding soon.”
“Yeah, Lin Wu, now that you’ve graduated from your master’s program, you have to invite all of us from our class when you get married.”
Lin Wu was usually reserved, but it had been many years since she’d seen these people, so she was more responsive to their jokes now. She even replied, “I’m single right now, but when I get married in the future, I’ll definitely invite everyone.”
Qin Heng, standing to the side, subtly observed her without attracting attention.
The room fell silent for a moment. People assumed that these two were together now, a surgeon and an obstetrician-gynecologist, quite a compatible pairing.
Yet Qin Heng remained noncommittal, leaving everyone unsure of how things would unfold.
Fortunately, Song Yuan arrived to pick up Mumu. Jiang Xiao also instructed him to take good care of Lin Wu. Song Yuan was already familiar with Lin Wu, the former top student at One Middle School, and he had always held her in high regard. His presence added another layer of complexity to the situation.
“Lin Wu,” he began, “Xiao Xiao mentioned you’ll be heading back to Songbei tomorrow. I have some free time, and I can drive you there.”
Qin Heng raised an eyebrow, and his expression changed.
Lin Wu replied, “There’s no need to trouble you; I can easily take a car myself.”
Song Yuan, aware that Lin Wu was also in B City, continued, “I’m on vacation these days. By the way, Lin Wu, I’ll be having a solo concert at the XX Gymnasium in B City this month. Would you like to come and listen?”
Qin Heng: “Okay, give us a few more tickets. We will definitely go and support you.”
Song Yuan glanced at him and thought, “Who is this guy? Just let him be.”
Lin Wu furrowed her brow and said, “Song Yuan, I’ve been quite busy with my work at the hospital recently.”
Song Yuan took a step forward, getting closer to Lin Wu. Before she could say anything, someone pulled him aside.
Qin Heng had a stern expression on his face and said, “She’s my future wife.” With that, he took Lin Wu’s hand and walked away.
Song Yuan responded, “My sister asked me to take good care of Lin Wu. Who are you? Lin Wu, be careful.”
Onlookers: When you say “future wife,” there’s a whole new layer of meaning – it’s a wife.
Zhou Yanyan watched Qin Heng walk away, and after all these years, he hadn’t really changed. Some of the recklessness from his youth still lingered in him, and he seemed to have handed over all his childishness to Lin Wu.
Youthful days, once gone, will never return.
Many years later, when we meet again, the hidden emotions from the past have long since faded away.2It’s time to move on and cherish the person with you now
It turns out that the people we once loved only remain in the memories of the past.
“Everyone has left; why are you still watching?” Song Yiwen appeared, supporting Zhou Yanyan’s arm. “Is he really that good-looking?”
Zhou Yanyan gave him a faint smile and said, “To be honest, Qin Heng does have quite an attractive appearance.”
Song Yiwen huffed, “Alright, the infatuated one.”
Zhou Yanyan remained where she was. “I’m leaving with my parents.”
Song Yiwen raised an eyebrow. “Is it too much for a boyfriend to send his girlfriend off?”
Zhou Yanyan’s expression shifted, but she was, after all, an accomplished actress who had learned to control her emotions. “Current boyfriend or ex-boyfriend?”
When a talented actor faces off against a decorative one, it’s a battle of acting skills.
Song Yiwen held her by the waist. “You dare to break up with me?”
Zhou Yanyan paused for a moment and then gritted her teeth. “I don’t dare.”
A fleeting smile crossed Song Yiwen’s lips. “Let’s go.” The two words were dry, but his actions were cautious.
“Zhou Yanyan, back in high school, I also pursued a girl in our year. She was very cute and pretty, much like Jiang Xiao…”
Zhou Yanyan interrupted, “Why didn’t you tell me this before? What happened later?”
Song Yiwen replied, “Later, that girl chose to focus on her studies and didn’t want to be my girlfriend.”
Zhou Yanyan replied, “That’s a real pity. If she had been with you back then, you could have taken more photos of your younger self, and they’d be exclusive material now. That girl really lacked vision; she missed out on a path to make a fortune.”
Song Yiwen’s expression darkened a bit. “What I meant was, forget about this Qin Heng. It’s ancient history; can you really take that past relationship seriously?3And seriously, they didn’t even have friendship together. They were just classmates and Qin Heng ignored everyone except Lin Wu and Jiang Xiao and their gang“
Zhou Yanyan raised an eyebrow and her voice trembled. “I had long since stopped thinking about it.”
On her first day in Bali, Jiang Xiao began to miss Little Bean Sprout. She casually mentioned to Zhou Xiulin, “I wonder how Little Bean Sprout is doing.”
Zhou Xiulin couldn’t help but smile wryly. “He’ll get used to it.”
During those days, the two of them had a leisurely time, taking walks on the beach and enjoying seafood.
Under Zhou Xiulin’s guidance, Jiang Xiao even went diving.
In the evening, she reclined leisurely on a beach chair, listening to the sound of the ocean and gazing at the sparkling stars in the night sky. “If only every day could be this happy.”
Zhou Xiulin held a glass of juice and let her take a few sips from it. “Sure, from now on, we’ll come here every year.”
Jiang Xiao giggled, “I’ll remember that. Actually— ” Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly felt nauseated and quickly bent over, feeling unwell.
Zhou Xiulin helped her and asked, “What’s wrong?”
With teary eyes, Jiang Xiao said, “Could I be pregnant?”
Zhou Xiulin’s expression wasn’t one of joy but rather shock.
Jiang Xiao didn’t notice and carefully lay back. “Where’s my phone? I forgot to check the date of my last period when my relatives left last time.”
Zhou Xiulin furrowed his brow and said, “I’ll go to the hospital first to find out.”
Jiang Xiao: “There’s no need to be in such a hurry, right? We can go tomorrow.” However, Zhou Xiulin had been wanting a daughter.
Zhou Xiulin: “I thought you might have had a stomachache.”
Jiang Xiao looked puzzled, “Oh – your thoughts are really peculiar.”
Zhou Xiulin helped her up, and they both changed their clothes before driving to the hospital and going to the emergency room.
After a thorough examination, it was confirmed that Jiang Xiao was not pregnant, and Zhou Xiulin seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
Zhou Xiulin had been conversing with the doctor in English, while Jiang Xiao’s English had deteriorated to the point where it wasn’t as good as her son’s. She could understand it but struggled to express herself.
Jiang Xiao felt a bit disappointed, and after returning to the hotel, she lay on the bed weakly, muttering to herself, “It’s just gastric acid. Ironically, the last time I was pregnant with Little Mung Bean, I had the same reaction.”
Zhou Xiulin brought her a glass of hot water. “You shouldn’t eat seafood these next couple of days.”
Jiang Xiao sighed, leaned on his chest, and looked at him. “You don’t seem disappointed at all, do you?”
Zhou Xiulin’s expression was gentle.
Jiang Xiao asked, “What’s the matter?”
Zhou Xiulin’s hand rested on her lower abdomen. “In fact, with no daughter, the three of us are just fine.”
“Oh? What’s wrong with you?” Jiang Xiao smiled. “Are you afraid that if we have a daughter, I won’t pay attention to you anymore?”
Zhou Xiulin gently caressed her lower abdomen, back and forth. His words were heavy. “Xiaoxiao, there’s something I haven’t told you. Recently, I consulted a doctor because you have the blood type of a panda, and the doctor advised against us having a second child.”
Jiang Xiao suddenly realized, “I’ve heard about it, but some moms still have a second child, don’t they?” She had almost forgotten about this issue.
“I don’t want anything unexpected to happen to you,” Zhou Xiulin’s deep eyes grew even more serious. He couldn’t take chances. “I love Mumu, but I love you more. Because love is about the person you love, and everything that comes with them. So, Xiaoxiao, one child is enough. I already have you as my precious treasure, whether we have a daughter or not doesn’t matter.”
Jiang Xiao slowly absorbed his words and hummed in response. “But how do we tell Mumu about this now?”
Sansukini: The next chapter is the end of the main story and we’ll have some extras.
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I was not expecting that ! He is such a good husband. Full of consideration. He never forgot to talk with her and reason with her. Never force anything. Man like that are not easy to find. 🤭
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