irresistible sweetness

The day Yang Yao and Xiao Yi got married.

The wedding of the two was held in the open air on the grass, and only relatives and friends of both parties were invited.

Yang Yao's family background is not good, and her parents value her younger brother more. Even if she is not liked very much, she will still send money to her family as much as she can, so that her younger brother can go to college.

Fortunately, after she met the scumbag, she could still meet Xiao Yi who doted on her baby.

At the wedding, Feng Qingyue gave them five hundred red envelopes, wishing them a long life.

Wearing a white wedding dress, Yang Yao smiled brightly. When she saw Jiang Yuye beside her, she was a little surprised: "Are you with Young Master Jiang?"

"Haha, I guessed it a long time ago. At that time, Young Master Jiang looked at you differently, but you have been very resistant. Congratulations, lovers will finally get married."

Yang Yao still had some nostalgia when she said that, that winter, it was Jiang Yuye who sent her home, she saw it and envied her in her heart.

After so many years, the two finally stood together, looking particularly right.

Feng Qingyue smiled brightly: "Thank you."

Yang Yao looked back, her eyes lit up: "Xiaoyi is here, the wedding is about to start, you guys play first, I'll go there first."

Jiang Yuye looked at the venue and the master of ceremonies on the front stage, the wedding was about to begin.

He glanced sideways at Feng Qingyue, seeing that her gaze was on Yang Yao, he bent down and whispered in her ear: "When we get married, do we want Chinese style or Western style?"

Feng Qingyue glanced at him when he heard the words: "Married?"

"Well, get married."

Feng Qingyue's heart beat like a beating drum, and he stuttered a little: "I, we, aren't we still early?"

Jiang Yuye glanced at her helplessly, reached out and pinched her cheek: "Do you know what it means to think ahead? It will be too late to make arrangements at that time."

Feng Qingyue blushed, hesitatingly said: "Let's talk again."

Jiang Yuye didn't expect Feng Qingyue to give him advice, he should personally arrange such a big event as marriage.

The two people on the stage came to the exchange of rings, and then kissed and hugged each other. Yang Yao held a bouquet in her hand, took a look at Feng Qingyue, and threw her towards her: "Qingqing!"

Feng Qing returned to her senses, subconsciously caught the flying object, and found that it was the bouquet in her hand.

Yang Yao shouted, "You will be the next one to get married."

Feng Qingyue felt hot, Jiang Yuye took the bouquet from her arms, and said with a smile: "Thank you, remember to come to have a wedding wine when I marry her."

Yang Yao smiled and gestured OK with her hands.

The wedding ended with laughter and laughter.

In the afternoon, the two left Lincheng and went to Lianze Airport.

Feng Qingyue is going to Haishi, and Jiang Yuye is going to Kyoto.

One facing north and one facing south.

Jiang Yuye felt that even if the two were together, they would get together less and leave more. They both had their own careers to pursue. When they parted at the airport, Jiang Yuye gave her a hug and said with a smile, "Take good care of her in Haishi." Myself, I will come to you when I have time."

His embrace is wide and warm, Feng Qingyue is a little bit reluctant to part with him, but still responds lightly: "You too."

Days are back to normal.

Jiang Yuye had to deal with various affairs of the company, because he was a new official, the old directors of the company did not accept him, and after getting rid of the cancer of Jiang Chenyi, the company was reshuffled directly, he was so busy every day that he never touched the ground.

But she would still call Feng Qingyue before going to bed at night and ask her if she had a good meal in Haishi.

At this time, Feng Qingyue would be amused, she was no longer a three-year-old child, and she wanted Jiang Yuye to stare at her while eating.

Before hanging up the phone, Jiang Yuye said: "Qingqing, give me a few more years. I will definitely try my best to get closer to you."

Feng Qingyue didn't quite understand what he meant, so he just said "good night" and hung up the phone.

November, late autumn season.

Jiang Tianxiong was recuperated in the old house in Kyoto from the hospital. He transferred all his shares in the company to Jiang Yuye, and he himself was the shopkeeper behind the scenes.

Jiang Yuye does all the affairs of the company by himself, and is careful and meticulous. He often travels around on business, most of which are abroad.

And Feng Qingyue was fortunate to follow the professor of Weimeng Aerospace Research Institute to the Northwest to follow up the progress of the "Huanxue" satellite.

The professor's surname is Zong, and Feng Qingyue calls him Professor Zong.

The northwest is sparsely populated, there are many deserts, and the weather is dry and the ultraviolet rays are strong.

Feng Qingyue was very uncomfortable when he first arrived here, and he got used to the weather here after vomiting and diarrhea for several days.

She is an intern and can only record data with Professor Zong. The reason why Professor Zong brought Feng Qingyue is because she has strong logic and clear thinking, and sometimes she can find problems that they didn't find.

When the Chinese New Year was approaching, Feng Qingyue could leave, but Professor Zong, who was following the project, fell ill and went to the hospital. Everyone had no choice but to find a replacement, so the project could not be delayed.

So Professor Zong asked his superiors to let Feng Qingyue follow up the project for a few months on his behalf. If something goes wrong, he will bear the consequences.

However, within a week, with the approval of the superior, Professor Zong returned to Haishi and was admitted to the hospital, while Feng Qingyue stayed here.

It was the first time for her to celebrate the new year in a different place, and she felt a little melancholy. In addition, it was located in the desert and the Internet was not good. She often couldn't send out messages for a long time, and often looked at the mobile phone with no signal signal and looked sad.

So I put all my focus on work, and gradually got along, the researchers in various regions of the "Huanxue" satellite didn't treat her as a newcomer, and they followed her ideas and research directions a lot of the time.

On New Year's Eve, the institute had a day off.

During the few months Feng Qingyue was here, he took the driver's license test by the way.

Because she couldn't drive, it was very inconvenient, and the road here was very bad, so she drove very steadily, and the car headed to the nearest town near the desert.

The town is called Kasha Town.

Only here does her cell phone have a signal.

Because the weather was cold and the ground was still frozen, she parked the car on the side of the road, walked into a small restaurant with heating, ordered a mutton steamed bun, took off her scarf, hat and gloves, took out her mobile phone and turned on the internet. , A lot of "Happy New Year's Eve" wishes came one after another, she carefully flipped through them, and then replied one by one, some from Gu Ranqiao, and some from Lu Yizhao, all asking when she would come back.

She tapped the screen with her fingertips, and replied slowly: [It may not be possible to go back until next year's summer vacation. 】

In the end, she left the message on Jiang Yuye's chat box, and the two hadn't contacted for nearly a week.

In the last conversation, Jiang Yuye was on a business trip in Su City at that time, and she only had time to send him a message "You are back in Kyoto, send me a message to report your safety", and then returned from the town to the desert research institute.

During this period, let alone reporting safety, he didn't send a single message, not even a New Year's greeting.

She waited for a few more minutes, but there was still no news. The hot steamed mutton steamed buns were on the table, and the shopkeeper urged her to eat it quickly. They were going to close the door and go home for the reunion dinner.

Only then did Feng Qingyue move her chopsticks, her cheeks were covered with hot air, her vision gradually became blurred, her eyes were so astringent, tears still dripped down into the bowl, and she ate while crying.

"Boss, bring me the same food as hers."

Hearing the familiar voice, Feng Qingyue raised his head in a daze, Jiang Yuye was wearing a large black warm padded coat, his face was full of dust, when he saw Feng Qingyue shedding tears, he was still in the mood to tease: "Today is New Year's Eve, why are you crying? "

Feng Qingyue blinked, tears rolled down, and finally gritted her teeth and cursed: "Asshole."

"Oh, why are you still scolding me? I have traveled thousands of miles just to see you, why are you still attacking me?" He exaggerated his tone, trying to make Feng Qingyue laugh.

Feng Qingyue turned her head away, pursing her red lips: "Who told you not to reply to my message."

Jiang Yuye sat beside her, wiped her tears with his hand, and admitted his mistake with a smile: "I was wrong, I smashed my mobile phone to vent my anger on you when I got back, I didn't lose it sooner or later, but it happened when the princess was looking for a minister. I lost it when I lost it, and I deserve to die for my crime, why don't you hit me twice to vent my anger?"

Feng Qingyue blinked tears and asked: "Lost it?"

Jiang Yuye nodded, a little helpless: "I've been looking for it for several days. There is a love letter you sent me in that phone. I can't lose the love letter that the princess wrote to me."

Feng Qingyue's cheeks gradually turned red, and now she feels a little ashamed when she thinks about it. During the time when Jiang Yuye disappeared, she did write a lot of love letters to him, not only in handwriting, but also in voice. At that time, she just felt sad Too bad, looking at his smiling phoenix eyes, Feng Qingyue suddenly wanted to smash it.

She reached out and groped on him: "give me the phone."

Jiang Yuye gave her the phone directly. Seeing that she wanted to delete the record, he put his hand on his chin and said coolly, "Don't bother, I will back up the phone after I find it, and I have four or five copies. I will listen to it when I get married."

Feng Qingyue: "..."

Black history, proper black history.

She wanted to say something, but was speechless again, and finally gritted her teeth and said angrily: "Go with ghost knots."

She was so angry that she lowered her head and continued to eat. Jiang Yuye looked her up and down from the side: "You lost weight, didn't you eat well?"

Feng Qingyue ignored him, Jiang Yuye didn't care and continued: "The food in the crappy research institute is too bad. My chubby daughter-in-law has lost weight after only a short time here. I'll report it when I return to Kyoto."

Feng Qingyue couldn't help but give him a blank look: "You didn't report it, the food is stipulated every day."

His portion of mutton steamed buns also came up, and he started with his chopsticks. Seeing that the two of them settled for a portion of mutton steamed buns during Chinese New Year, he was amused and sad at the same time.

After taking a few bites, he stopped his chopsticks and said, "Qingqing, no matter where you are, I will find you and accompany you on every birthday and every New Year. Through the phone screen, I have too many I wanted to talk to you, but in the end I still felt that a thousand words are worse than a meeting."

Feng Qingyue's whole heart felt warm, and she was no longer angry, showing a smile.

She was already very happy to see Jiang Yuye in a different place.

After today, it will be the sixth year they have known each other.

"Feng Qingyue, let's walk slowly together in the future."

"it is good."

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