This Marriage, I've Given It Away (MTL) [COMPLETED]

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After the funeral, Yu Yan saw Xiao Yun again, one month later...

He left after the old lady was buried. Yu Yan didn't ask him where he was going or what he was going to do. Everyone had times when they wanted to hide and when they didn't want to see people. The pain of losing a loved one was unimaginable.

After Xiao Yun left, Yu Yan would occasionally go to Xiao's house. She would still bring a bunch of roses. She would put the flowers in the vase on the small round table in the backyard and put them in the most conspicuous part of the room. local.

In fact, many times when Yu Yan took care of the flowers and plants left by Xiao's mother in the backyard, she would think in a daze that they had not left, and they were still living in this big house, taking care of the flowers and playing mahjong. Hehe...

Today's Xiao Mansion is terribly cold.

"Hey, I don't know where the husband is now... I didn't go hungry and suffer, when can I come back... If you don't watch it personally, you can't relax!"

In this case, Yu Yan would listen to her aunt chanting several times every time she came. She also cried to herself when she mentioned the old lady several times. She cleaned up the rooms of Xiao Yun and the old lady every day, always waiting for others. Return.

Yu Yan would also wonder where Xiao Yun is now, how he feels, and whether he is still as sad as he was at the beginning. ...It will be sad, because even if she thinks about it now, she still feels sad.

It seems to have had a dream, a real nightmare.

This was the sixth or seventh time that Yu Yan had come to exchange roses. She asked her aunt to go to the backyard.

She is already very familiar with flower arrangement. She has no skills and does not understand the level. The only thing she knows is to follow the imitation Xiao Mu once did, one by one removed, one after another trimmed and inserted. Put it into the vase...

Rich floral fragrance, fascinating beauty.

"love."

She held the flower, closed her eyes and sniffed it lightly.

Before, she never thought that roses would symbolize love, but now, to her, roses are love and affection-love.

Beautiful and charming, intriguing...

"Miss you."

Hug tightly, whisper in the ear.

Yu Yan closed her eyes, the end of her nose still has a strong floral fragrance, and she bends her lips gently.

"came back."

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"How old is your son?"

"One and a half years old."

"have photos?"

"Have."

Assistant Chen turned on the phone, clicked on the photo album, and saw all the pictures of children.

Xiao Yun said: "Very cute."

Speaking of his son, Assistant Chen has endless topics, "Haha, when you are good, you are cute, and you can't wait to pick the stars for him, but it's also a little devil, torturing people..., Mr. Xiao, you like it. Children, hurry up and marry Miss Yu and have a baby."

Xiao Yun was stunned and smiled.

Dinner was eaten at Yu's house. He was off work. Yu's mother had already prepared a table of meals, which were delicious in color and fragrance. He would always eat more than in other places. Yu's mother was very good to him. He likes most of the dishes; Yu's father is restrained, but he also likes to play chess with him and occasionally talk about politics and the news; as for Yu Yan, it has been a year since she returned to him.