I'm willing to...

The rest of my life will be you, the wind and snow are you, the ordinary are you, the poverty is you, the glory is you, the gentleness in my heart is you, the eyes are you

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The three dazzling words finally fell on Lu Zi'an's shoulders like stars.

Song Xinran stood on tiptoe and hugged Lu Zi's neck. There was a glossy light in her eyes. She spoke in an extremely warm and affectionate tone, "I love you, husband."

Although many people are not married yet, they have long called each other as husbands and wives. But Song Xinran has never called each other. Apart from calling Lu Zi'an and the boss, they rarely even call him.

Suddenly, when Lu Zi'er heard her softly call out the word "husband", he felt that his whole heart was about to melt.

He was dizzy and deeply drunk, which made him willingly no matter how many whips he received, and he would crawl into her arms if he died.

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, heading down to his earlobes and to his lips.

The wind gently blew up Song Xinran's long dark hair, and her yellow skirt was youthful in the dark night.

A circle of fireworks rose in the sky, and a cheer suddenly sounded around him. Song Xinran turned her head and saw that everyone was smiling, applauding, and blessings in the courtyard...

Song Xinran understood why he didn't live in the city or in the square, but chose the old house.

She looked at the old man below, the twins, Dong Chong, Yan Jing, Fan Xiaoxi, Xue Li and the others, and everyone had a smile on their faces, blessing them with a smile.

Song Xinran was completely covered with a touching feeling. He just wanted to give himself a warm proposal. He wanted to recognize her in front of all his relatives and marry her.

She had a bright smile on her face, and her eyes were also brighter and more beautiful than the fireworks and stars in the sky. She was as happy as a child, "I love you, Lu Ziyao, I love you so much!"

"Me too, Song Song." Lu Zi'an looked into her eyes. At this moment, he actually felt that the fireworks in the sky were nothing. The fireworks he had spent so much money to buy were not as beautiful as the person in front of him.

Pei Yalan, standing in the crowd, bit her lips tightly. She thought about the past few days she had been with Lu Zi's body, and she had never seen a smile before, let alone the fireworks prepared so carefully.

They actually planned to get married. What did the old man from the Hanover family promise Lu Ziya? He dared to get married. Where did he place her?

The fireworks were finally set off, and Lu Ziyi pulled Song Xinran and lay on the bed together. From this angle, you can still see all the scenery outside the window.

Song Xinran's mood seemed to be in the ups and downs all day long, and only then did she truly calm down.

After the two of them were intimate in the room for a while, the temperature in the room suddenly increased.

Song Xinran thought that the two of them should have done this at this time, so they did that stage of work. But Lu Zi'an seemed very tired, and after hugging each other for a while, he fell asleep immediately.

Song Xinran couldn't help but slander herself in her heart, and she thought about that one thing at once.

But in fact, although she is not repelling the intimate contact with Lu Zidan now, she is still a little afraid of those scenes. She doesn't know whether her heart disease has been cured, but she really wants to fully reveal her heart for Lu Zidan.

Misty appeared in her eyes, thinking about everything Lu Zi's preparations for her today. She thought she should be braver and face the trauma.

She got off the bed gently, looked at Lu Ziye's sleeping side face, and reached out and brushed his eyes gently: You are willing to do so much for me, and I will try my best to finish the rest of the road.

She took her own phone and opened the address book. In the faint light, she finally plucked up the courage to enter a string of numbers into the search. The interface that jumped out showed: psychologist Chen Yan, pressed the Add button heavily.

After doing all this, the confusion and confusion in Song Xinran's eyes suddenly disappeared. She lay on the bed with a smile, and found a suitable angle in Lu Zi'an's arms and fell asleep.

The next day, when Song Xinran woke up, the genius was slightly bright, and a little light shone out from the curtains.

When Song Xinran turned around, she realized that Lu Ziyao was no longer in bed. She was a little surprised. Where did she go so early?

Song Xinran was no longer sleepy, so she got up.

She stood on the balcony for a while and looked at the scenery in the courtyard and felt extremely comfortable.

The wind blows a little hard at this moment. Song Xinran is wearing a little lightly and is a little cold at this moment. Just as she is about to walk back to the room, she sees a figure coming out in the hazy morning.

Song Xinran wiped the corners of her eyes and looked carefully. Isn’t that person Pei Yalan?

The flowers in the courtyard were blooming very well. At this moment, Pei Yalan was wearing a sky blue embroidered long skirt and then stood in front of the flowers.

The morning wind blew her long dark hair, and she suddenly opened her hands and gently tiptoed. The wind drooped the petals and fell on her shoulders, even a background was so beautiful that it was thrilling.

She got up so early, too?

The door of the room suddenly opened and Lu Zi'an walked in from outside.

Song Xinran turned around and looked at Lu Zi'an and smiled.

Lu Ziyi didn't expect that Song Xinran would wake up so early. When he entered the door, a trace of undercurrent flashed in his eyes, and then he quickly hid it and asked softly, "Why did you wake up so early? Don't you sleep for a while?"

"Aren't you too," Song Xinran smiled happily. When she walked to him, she could still smell the smell of green herbal ointment. Song Xinran looked down at her arm. The smell of the ointment was still there, but it seemed that the wound was much better.

Lu Ziya also noticed the wound on her arm, lowered her eyes, reached out and pulled her hand, "If you apply it for a few more days, you shouldn't leave any scars." He took Song Xinran's hand and applied ointment to her, which was so cool and comfortable.

When Song Xinran looked up, she saw that Lu Ziye had the same petals falling on her shoulders. She couldn't help but ask, "Have you gone to the yard?" She thought he was just getting up early to wash in the room.

Lu Ziye's drooping facial features slowly raised up, "Yes, I'll help you find clothes to change, otherwise you will wear this outfit?"

Song Xinran looked down at her loose clothes. She had no clothes last night and was embarrassed to find someone to get them very late, so she temporarily wore Lu Zi's shirt to sleep.

Her face was a little red, and she felt that Lu Zi's thoughtfulness about everything.

She glanced at the cabinet and saw a beautiful outfit placed there.

She opened the clothes and saw that it was a beige sweater. Song Xinran glanced at what Lu Ziyi was wearing at this moment.

Well, it's actually a couple outfit.

Song Xinran smiled softly, glanced at Lu Zi'an and changed into her skirt.

Song Xinran stood in front of the mirror, and this purple skirt made her already fair face look more and more amazing.

Lu Zi'an stood behind Song Xinran. He was also a sweater of the same color. The furry fabric softened his originally firm facial features a lot. He reached out to hug Song Xinran, looking even more dazzling than the model on the poster.

Looking at the two people in the mirror, Song Xinran couldn't help laughing.

While the two of them were holding hands downstairs, the aunt was carrying the plate and a large bowl of steaming noodles was ready.

Grandpa was sitting in the main seat, with the twins making a fuss aside, and Dong Chong was putting noodles for Yan Jing. The two couldn't help but laugh when they saw Lu Zi'er and Song Xinran in the same color.

Yan Jing couldn't help but laugh at Dong Chong, "Look at me, when will you buy me a piece?"

Dong Chong said, "I just wore parent-child outfits together last outing."

Yan Jing couldn't help rolling her eyes, "Everyone in your unit has one, so you have the nerve to say it's parent-child outfit."

Lu Ziya smiled proudly, "Look, my sister-in-law envies you so much."

Song Xinran glanced at Lu Zi'an and felt embarrassed to get into the hole. Although she also felt very sweet, she still felt a little embarrassed to wear this way in front of her relatives.

After eating a bowl of noodles, my grandfather looked at Lu Zi'an and asked him to make another bowl.

Dong Chong pressed the spoon and refused to let him go, "Grandpa, no, I can't eat too much, so you can rest for a while."

"Boy," the old man was unhappy again, "It's rare that I cooked my favorite noodles today."

"I knew you couldn't stop eating it now. I deliberately refused to let my aunt cook it. Otherwise, we were not at home and you would have no control at all." Yan Jing said with a smile.

"I just knew to restrain me." Grandpa pretended to be angry, but the smile on the corner of his mouth had long been betrayed the emotions in his heart.

"Okay, grandpa, I can only eat a small bowl." Lu Ziye scooped him some soup.

"Look, it's better for my eldest grandson." He didn't forget to tease Song Xinran, "I forgot my grandfather after not marrying a wife."

Song Xinran's face turned red, holding the bowls and chopsticks in her hand, and she didn't dare to lift her head.

When Pei Yalan came in, she saw such a happy scene.

If Yan Jing hadn't seen her first, perhaps no one would have noticed that she was standing at the door.

Pei Yalan looked up and saw Song Xinran and Lu Zi'an sitting side by side. From her perspective, she could just see the two of them holding each other's fingers under the dining table.

She was a little jealous. He couldn't even let go of Song Xinran's hand even after dinner, as if he would run away.

When Song Xinran heard Yan Jing call Pei Yalan, she also raised her head. Lu Zi's gaze also fell on her, but immediately turned her head and said to Song Xinran as if she hadn't seen this person, "Then do you want to add some more soup? It's cold, drink more to warm up."

Dong Chong didn't like talking to strangers either, but he always had some inquiry in his eyes when he looked at Pei Yalan, and he didn't speak.

"Xiao Pei is still here." Mr. Dong thought that everyone who came yesterday had followed the car back, but he didn't expect that there were still people in the old house.

He waved, "Come on, come on, come on breakfast."

"Hello, old man, I'll eat it." She bent down and greeted her, and her eyes turned to Lu Ziye. "Dr. Lu, Assistant Xiaolin said that there were a few urgent contracts, so I'll go first."

Lu Ziyi didn't raise his head, but just said "um" and turned to Song Xinran and said, "Eat another egg."

However, Yan Jing couldn't help but try to keep her, "Yalan, you can go after eating, it's not a few minutes."

Pei Yalan shook her head. She glanced at Lu Zi'an and had no intention of keeping her. She forced a smile, but said she would leave first.

As she walked, she could still hear Song Xinran's voice behind her, "I can't eat it anymore."

She thought to herself that one day, she would also want Lu Ziyi to talk to her like this.

Pei Yalan pursed her lips tightly and left.

Not long after Pei Yalan left, several people had a rare time to get together and did not leave in the afternoon.

The old man was already very satisfied. As long as a few children and grandchildren could come back to see him every week, he would be very happy.

Lu Zi'an drove back with Song Xinran.

On the way, Song Xinran answered a call and her face looked a little unfavorable.

Lu Ziyi glanced at her and asked, "What's wrong?"
To be continued...