After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 542 Farewell to Yan Yuan

Nan Lin and Gu Heng's marriage was definitely settled, but Ms. Luo Yin was extremely happy.

"Uncle, aunt, I'm sorry to bother you."

Nan Lin looked at Nan Ningsong and Luo Yin busy arranging her marriage, feeling grateful but also very embarrassed.

"What's the trouble? Originally I thought life would be boring after retirement, but now I finally have something to do."

Luo Yin didn't like Nan Ning Zhu very much, but she liked Nan Lin who had been well-behaved and sensible since she was a child. Nan Lin's mother passed away early and her biological father was so ungrateful that the marriage was left to Nan Ning Song and Luo Yin. I came to help her prepare. Time was tight, there were many things to prepare for the wedding, and she was very busy.

On a sunny day, Nan Lin and Gu Heng went to get the certificate.

Nan Song looked at the bright red marriage certificates posted by Gu Heng and Nan Lin in their friend circles and liked them respectively, feeling a double sense of joy.

"Open your mouth." Yu Jinwen inserted the peeled pear with a toothpick and brought it to Nan Song's mouth.

Nan Song opened his mouth slightly and ate the pear pieces, which were crunchy and sweet.

She leaned on Yu Jinwen's shoulder and sighed a little, "I always feel that Linlin and Gu Heng were together not long ago, so why did they get the certificate in the blink of an eye. If you think about it carefully, they have only known each other for a year. Ah, why do I feel like they have been together for a long time? It’s so contradictory.”

"The days just go by so fast." Yu Jinwen fed her another piece of pear and said, "Maybe others feel the same way when they look at us."

Nan Song looked up at him in confusion, "Really?"

Yu Jinwen raised his hand to wipe the water stains from the corner of her mouth and said with a smile: "Perhaps in their eyes, our relationship is more dramatic."

Nan Song thought about it carefully, isn't it?

You must know that a year ago, they were each other's ex-wives and ex-husbands, and they were always tense when they met. Who would have thought that they would renew their relationship and be together again.

Time can really change a lot of things. Maybe people in the world like to talk about "fate", but it's just because you can't explain all the experiences to outsiders, and only you can understand the experience.

"Yu Jinwen." She turned her head and suddenly called his name.

When Yu Jinwen heard her calling his name by name, he felt nervous like a conditioned reflex. His pupils shrank slightly and he raised his head to look at her.

"What instructions does the leader have?"

"Hey, who wants to be your leader?"

Nan Song broke through in one second, raised her fist and lightly punched his tight shoulder, then leaned on his shoulder again and said softly: "I want to say, I hope we can fall in love slowly this time." . Take years as a unit, with the goal of growing old together, and slowly walk to eternity, okay?"

These words seemed to hit his heart. Yu Jinwen held her in his arms, rubbed her ears, and responded to her firmly with a warm voice, "Okay."

Nothing, better than this.

*
Yan Yuan's return procedures have been completed.

Before leaving, Nan Song arranged for the hospital to do a comprehensive physical examination for him. After confirming that there were no major problems, he felt relieved.

Nan Song and Luo Junheng sent Yan Yuan to the airport together. Yan Yuan didn't bring many things, just a black backpack, chic and simple.

"Okay, let's go back."

Yan Yuan stopped and said goodbye to them.

Nan Song then took out the gift he had prepared and handed it to Yan Yuan, "Brother Yan, I have nothing to give you. You can take this back as a souvenir."

Yan Yuan took it, his light gray eyes flashing slightly, "What is it?"

"I wrote a picture."

Nan Song scratched his head, "I haven't practiced for a long time, and my writing is not very good. Don't dislike it."

Luo Junheng said from the side: "Then you can open it after you get on the plane. I'm afraid that the ugly words will hurt my eyes." "..." Nan Song glanced at her elder brother and thought: Even if I write with my eyes closed, It’s also prettier than your handwriting!

But she is more sincere and dares to be angry but dare not speak out.

Yan Yuan gently twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at Nan Song, "Thank you. I'll accept it."

Nan Song nodded, "Have a nice trip."

Watching Yan Yuan's leaving figure, Nan Song felt inexplicably melancholy.

After this separation, I don’t know when we meet again next time. They all have their own lives, or this is the world of adults.

Everyone has to face different things, and the hardships involved will not be shared with others casually.

"Let's go. We'll meet again when we have the chance." Luo Junheng patted Nan Song's shoulder and took her away together.

Nan Song held his arm and said, "Brother, you can stay in Nancheng for a while, right?"

Luo Junheng glanced at her lightly, "Do you want me to stay?"

"Of course!"

Nan Song said: "I wish you would never leave and stay by my side. You are all by my side, and the whole family is together and reunited. This is the best."

Luo Junheng listened to the child-like words and pinched her cheek lightly, "It's a beautiful thought. I thought you didn't need a big brother since you had a boyfriend."

"What are you talking about?" Nan Song frowned slightly, and then said: "My boyfriend may not always be my boyfriend, but my eldest brother will always be my eldest brother. How can this be the same?"

When Luo Junheng heard this, his blue eyes flashed, "Do you really think so?"

"Of course!" Nan Song said firmly.

Only then did Luo Junheng raise the corners of his lips, "You have a conscience, and it's not in vain."

Nan Song chuckled and thought: A boyfriend may not always be a boyfriend, because he will become a husband in the future.

She's such a clever little devil.

After getting on the plane, Yan Yuan fastened his seat belt and then slowly opened the gift Nan Song gave him.

Opening the lid of the cylinder, there was a paper roll inside with a red rope tied in the middle. He untied the knot and slowly unfolded the rice paper. What came into view was an ancient poem with straight muscles and majestic spirit. He Read it word for word:

"Farewell to Dong Da, two poems. Author... Gao Shi. Thousands of miles of yellow clouds are like a white day, and the north wind is blowing like snow. Don't worry about having no friends in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. What's going on when you're six and how you pity yourself, when you leave Beijing and Luo ten More than a year has passed. My husband is poor and lowly... but I don't have enough money to meet you today. I don't have... wine money. - A gift from my dear friend Nan Song."

Yan Yuan stumbled through the entire poem without knowing a few words, and even after reading it he didn't understand the meaning.

I just think... the words are good.

While he was frowning and studying, his phone beeped twice. It was an email from Nan Song.

[Brother Yan, there are a few rare words in the poem. I’m afraid you don’t recognize them. I asked my brother to record an audio. You can listen to it later.I have also translated the meaning of the poem in T language. Nothing else is important. The finishing touch is 'Don't worry about having no friends in the future, and no one in the world knows you.' I hope you can find your own soulmate. 】

The translation of Nan Song was very good. After reading it, Yan Yuan understood the meaning of the poem and raised a slight arc on his lips.

He clicked on the audio again, and Luo Junheng's voice came out, and he could hear some reluctance.

After reading the poem slowly, Luo Junheng paused and said again: "I still want to read a bad poem. If you have time, learn more Chinese, you illiterate."

Yan Yuan: "..."

(End of this chapter)