I and the dog-licking heroine are one body and two souls

As the sky gradually darkened, there was the sound of a car outside the gate of the cemetery. Tang Yaqian wore a thick coat and covered her tightly. With Meng Xun's support, she got out of the car, and the two of them walked into the cemetery bit by bit.

She held a bouquet of fiery red roses in her arms. This kind of flower was incompatible with the cemetery, but it was very suitable for Tang Yaqian and Tang Shiyong.

They didn't die, they just buried the past.

Song Muming and Meng Xun looked at each other and left the cemetery together. Before leaving, Meng Xun told Tang Yaqian not to stay too long. This is a cemetery, and the night is cool, which is not good for your health.

When there were only two of them, Tang Shiyong explained the reason why they wanted to leave.

It would be an improvement for her to become the instructor's wife in the future, Tang Shiyong asked, "Shall we leave tonight?"

"Well, he has a secret mission, and it's already a delay to come with me now." Tang Yaqian explained: "I thought about what you said before, and I really shouldn't give up because of choking, so I plan to go with him."

She is not smart, but she thinks that there should not be only bad people in this world. Everyone is working hard for her married life, so she should be brave.

She also believed that Meng Xun would not let her dedication go to waste.

Tang Shiyong understands her, Tang Yaqian is an absolutely excellent wife, no matter where Meng Xun goes, she must follow, because in Tang Yaqian's eyes, husband and wife are one.

And she will never have any reservations about the current people just because she has been hurt in the past. She is stupid and stupid, but she deserves to be treated tenderly.

Some people are naturally suitable for families, and Tang Yaqian is such a person.

Walking in front of the two tombstones, Tang Yaqian untied the bouquet of roses and divided them into two, wanting to place them in front of the two tombstones, but she couldn't bend down to ask for it, so she asked Tang Shiyong to do it for her.

"Give it to us."

Tang Yaqian looked at Tang Shiyong and said with a smile, this parting may not be a long-term parting, but it is the most meaningful parting.

"Send it to accompany."

Tang Shiyong also laughed, being accompanied in the same body, getting encouragement and healing from each other.

Died together, lived together.

Even if we are separated, we were tightly connected before, and now we have to face the future together.

"Let's go, you are pregnant, you should not stay for a long time." Tang Shiyong helped Tang Yaqian walk out of the cemetery: "We can meet again when I am on summer vacation or when it is convenient for you."

She is a pregnant woman who is cautious, and is not in a hurry to get together these few days.

As soon as I got off the small slope, I walked to a relatively stable place in the cemetery, and saw two men standing not far away.

Behind Song Muming is a dark gray Porsche, elegant and solemn, leading to the bustling city.

The dark green jeep behind Meng Xun, showing its toughness, wildness and arrogance, took a dedicated passage to the airport.

Both she and she will lead their own lives, prosperity and loneliness are both willing choices.

The street lamp on the side of the road "snapped" and turned on.

Under the warm yellow light, Tang Shiyong and Tang Yaqian paused, looked at each other's faces warmed by the light, and turned their heads together to look at the place where the cello was buried on the hillside.

"Does it look like a star? Those lights." Tang Yaqian asked.

Tang Shiyong looked at the yellow lights surrounding the hillside and nodded, "I think it's more like a firefly that doesn't move."

Stars and fireflies, Tang Yaqian and Tang Shiyong, shine their own light to illuminate each other.

"it's the same."

"it's the same."

……

Tang Yaqian left for several days, and Tang Shiyong felt a lot of emotion. She suddenly felt sad for spring and autumn. She was always afraid of receiving a call, afraid that Meng Xun would not be there, and Tang Yaqian was not doing well in Haishi. I don't know how to fight back when I'm bullied.

After being absent-minded for several days, Song Muming was called to rest.

As soon as he took off his white coat, he took Tang Shiyong to the airport, boarded the plane in the morning and arrived in Haishi in the afternoon.

"Mu Ming, what are we doing here?" The two returned to Song Muming's house in Haishi, and Tang Shiyong asked him what he was going to do.

Today he said he was going to the airport, and the destination was Haishi. Tang Shiyong thought that Song Muming was going to take her to see Tang Yaqian, but the two of them got off the plane and went straight home. Song Muming took a shower and changed into pajamas, and didn't intend to go out. mean.

"I originally wanted to take advantage of this time to take a vacation and accompany my wife to the mountains to escape the summer heat, but I didn't want her to be worried every day." Song Muming stretched out his index finger, stroking her lips and said, "So today, I came here to solve my wife's worries and problems."

It is completely reasonable to say that solving problems is completely reasonable. She looks more worried than an old mother whose daughter is married far away, and she is always worried about her daughter being domestically abused.

When Tang Shiyong heard that she came to see Tang Yaqian, her emotions rose instantly, and she dragged Song Muming to the cloakroom, wanting to see Tang Yaqian.

"You said you'd see her earlier, and I could still prepare gifts. Now that it's so sudden, Tang Yaqian might think wildly when she sees it." The main reason she didn't come to see Tang Yaqian herself was because she was afraid of Tang Yaqian thinking wildly.

Tang Yaqian has only been married for a few days, and she came here rashly without a good reason. With Tang Yaqian's disposition, she must know that she is not at ease.

She is pregnant now, so it's not good for her to think wildly.

But it's different now with Song Muming, the Song family has a branch in Haishi, they can use the excuse that Song Muming is on a business trip, and Tang Shiyong comes to play with him.

"Shall we go to see her now? Why don't we go buy a gift first, how about the baby's clothes? Or toys?" She dragged Song Muming to the cloakroom. It was still early, so she could just buy a gift.

Song Muming grabbed Tang Shiyong and refused, "Qianqian, we won't go out today, and this time we won't let Tang Yaqian know."

"……?"why?
"Hey..." Song Muming let out a long sigh, picked her up in his arms, and lay down on the bed.

"For you, for you to sleep well at night, and for you not to be so dazed." Song Muming said: "When she left, half of you was taken away. I often couldn't hear you when I talked to you, let alone see you." I am coming."

She has always loved to play and make trouble, but these days she is always frowning, sometimes holding her mobile phone in a daze, looking at it all day long.

Song Muming was jealous, but he could understand the current situation.

Put Tang Shiyong down, get up to get the remote control, turn on the remote control while lying down, lower the projector on the opposite side of the bed, and Tang Yaqian's figure appears on the screen.

"This...?" Tang Shiyong was about to speak out, but before she could sit up, she was held down by Song Muming again.

"Don't move around, just take a look." Song Muming said softly: "I asked professionals to follow behind them, don't worry, she doesn't know."

The camera didn't shake, and it followed Tang Yaqian not too far or too close. The weather was the same as theirs, and it should be shooting in real time.

Tang Yaqian was wearing a loose dress and soft-soled sneakers on her feet. She was a little wobbly when walking, and her belly was already bulging.

Meng Xun didn't follow her, but behind her were two nannies, one older and one younger.

The older nannies kept their eyes on Tang Yaqian, watching her actions all the time. The younger nannies carried the things they bought in their hands, and their main job was to move things.

She looks good, with flesh on her face, a woman who has gotten enough sleep, even her skin is glowing.

"Did you see? He's better than you think." Song Muming pinched a lock of Tang Shiyong's hair and brushed it on her face for fun: "You still worry about whether she is doing well or not. She is now fully satisfied that she is your husband."

Tang Yaqian went shopping, and the people behind her followed her to take pictures. She spent a long time shopping around in men's clothing, choosing clothes for men, from the inside to the outside.

Obviously, she is now immersed in the joy of taking care of Meng Xun, raising her baby with peace of mind every day, and going out for a stroll when she is free, just looking for a good mood.

"Don't worry? Don't worry. Let's meet Tang Yaqian tomorrow and ask her to tell you how she is doing these days." Seeing that she still didn't believe her, Song Muming threatened to meet Tang Yaqian tomorrow.

Anyway, they are all here today, so it doesn't hurt to meet them.

"Don't...forget it." Tang Shiyong shook her head, it's better not to see her.

"Then you can concentrate on playing with me in Haishi these few days, and don't think about her anymore." Song Muming turned off the projector and called the photographer to rest.

Back on the bed, with Tang Shiyong in his arms, Song Muming said, "Qianqian, you have to know that you are the most important thing in my eyes, so if you are really worried about Tang Yaqian, I will discuss with Meng Xun and send Tang Yaqian back to the capital."

But this would affect Tang Yaqian's normal life, but Song Muming didn't care.

"Mu Ming, you're so kind." Tang Shiyong buried her face in his arms, knowing in her heart that after Tang Yaqian woke up, Song Muming was very tolerant of her during this period, and he made an exception to meet almost all requests without a trace of complaint.

Now, his mind was on Tang Yaqian, and he gradually ignored him. Although he was unhappy, he didn't blame her.

"Just know I'm good, start tomorrow, put me first." Song Muming turned over and pressed her down, pinched her chin and kissed, and said, "I'm the most important person to you. You will be fined to tell me all night."

His tolerance for her depends on her tolerance for Zhong Zhiyi. For him, this kind of mature mutual forgiveness makes him cherish it even more.