Lan Shao's cute and playful wife

Chapter 487 Love Letters
"Sir, Ma'am, it's time for dinner." The confinement lady stood respectfully in front of the bed, not daring to look up at the bed.

"Okay, you go first, we'll go downstairs right away." Jiujiu replied, and glanced at the love letter written by Lan Zhongwen, "Lan Huaer, have you finished writing it?"

Lan Zhongwen quickly covered the love letter, "It's almost ready, how about you? Have you finished writing it?"

"It's finished." Jiujiu tilted his head and handed over the love letter, his eyes were earnest, Lan Zhongwen took it, just one glance, and he smiled.

"Is this a love letter?" He raised his eyebrows teasingly.

"Isn't this a love letter?" Jiujiu asked back, smiling like a star.

Lan Zhongwen caressed the love letter written by Jiujiu, his eyes were as bright as the mountains and rivers, "Forget it, but, where is your daughter's name? Show me."

He spread the love letter written by Jiujiu on the bed. On the white paper, he drew a misty sea of ​​orchids. The proud orchids bloomed in midsummer, and the flowers were white and holy.

What love letter is this?
"This is it." Jiujiu pointed to the scorching sun in the painting, "The sun is me, because you once said that I am your irresistible warmth, so when I come, you bloom, then since the bloom, It bears fruit, and this fruit is our daughter."

Lan Zhongwen agreed, "So this love letter is really good, but you don't plan to name our daughter something like Lan Guo?"

"How is it possible? Am I such a superficial person?"

"You are."

Lan Zhongwen nodded earnestly, Jiujiu glared at him angrily, and threw a pillow on him, "I'm going! How dare you say that about me? It seems that you really don't understand me. You see, orchids bloom after June Right? I’m almost 6 months pregnant now, and it’s said to be in October, but the baby will be born in more than nine months. By analogy, our baby will be born in June, so if this The first child is a girl, I want her to be called Xia Tian, ​​Lan Xia, how easy it is."

"Lan Xia Tian." Lan Zhongwen repeated, "Because you came, I bloomed, bloomed in June, and bear fruit, so it is called Xia Tian? Does this mean that summer is our luck? moon?"

Lan Zhongwen's logical thinking was really meticulous, and he admired him ninety-nine, with a proud face, "It can be said so."

"I remember the year when I met you, school started in September, and the sun was scorching. Although it was autumn, the climate in Guangdong was hot. It would be more appropriate to call it summer. Lan Xiatian, the name is not bad."

"That's it." Jiujiuxi smiled, and drew a circle on the sea of ​​orchids with a pen, "Do you know why my love letter is a painting?"

"Why?" He tilted his head, his eyes were black and charming.

"Many years ago, I can't remember exactly when it was. I just remember that day the head teacher read out the martial arts short passage I wrote in the office, and then you took me to pretend to be a ghost to scare her, and then you invited me to eat Candied haws, that night, I dreamed of a sea of ​​orchids, which were planted in the backyard of Xiao Zhai in Guangzhou. In that yard, there was a swing. I was drawn by the intermittent fragrance of orchids, and sat on the swing. That summer was the brightest sun I have ever seen in my life, and that dream was also the most beautiful dream I have ever dreamed in my life."

Lan Zhongwen listened quietly, and at the end, the smile on the corner of his mouth was lazy, "I didn't expect you to have a crush on me at that time?"

"No, I only dreamed of orchids, but I didn't dream of you."

"I think about it day by day and dream about it at night. In fact, the orchid in my dream represents me. You are attracted by me and fall in love with me."

"Cut...it's impossible. I was only 14 years old at that time! How could I know what love is?"

"I didn't say you were in love at that time, I mean, you had a good impression of me, wanted to get close to me, and stayed with me often, right?"

"There's nothing wrong with that, because I was only your good friend at the time, I'm not clinging to you, who am I clinging to?"

Lan Zhongwen laughed loudly, "That's right, you were like a little monkey at that time, I always saw you jumping rope in the corridor next to the women's toilet, right?"

"So you keep peeking at me? I caught you, hahaha..."

"Looking sideways from the window of the fifth group, it happened to be the corridor next to the women's toilet. I remember that you always wore all kinds of foreign clothes and high ponytails. You had many butterfly hair clips, and you wore them every day. There are emerald, sapphire, rattan, and speckled ones, which make you look like a divine beauty doll."

"Are you so observant? Haha, to be honest, you already liked me at that time, right?"

"Probably not. I just thought the picture was pretty, so I turned my head and looked at it for a while every day. Actually, I like you the most with two symmetrical flower bud heads, and two emerald butterfly clips stuck on the flower buds. You like that , It really looks like the jade girl under the seat of the Bodhisattva, carved in powder and jade, full of aura."

"Are you so magical?" Jiujiu covered her mouth and smiled, "I heard that boys are all braids, why are you a flower bud instead?"

"You're wrong Jiujiu, I'm not Huabu head control, I'm Jiujiu control."

Jiujiu laughed loudly, "That's a good word for Jiujiu control, by the way, how is your love writing going? Show me."

As he said that, he was about to reach out to snatch his love letter, Lan Zhongwen was startled, and stuffed his love letter behind his back, "I haven't finished writing it yet, I'm not very good at it."

"It doesn't matter, I've already given you my love letter, and you have to give me yours too." Jiujiu refused, and leaned on him to snatch the love letter.

She was pregnant, Lan Zhongwen didn't dare to resist too hard, and dodged left and right to avoid her snatching, "Jiujiu, don't snatch it, I will give it to you, but it hasn't been written yet, please allow me to think about it." I would like to……"

"No! I want to read it first, give it to me quickly." Jiujiu smiled and snatched it, the two twisted into a ball, Lan Zhongwen held her in his arms, unable to resist, so he could only protect her stomach and give the love letter to her she.

"Okay, you can take it, but I didn't write it down."

"If it's not finished, I want it too." Jiujiu smiled slyly, and opened the snatched love letter, but it turned out to be blank.

Jiujiu was surprised, "Didn't you just write for a long time? Why didn't you have a single word?"

"Because, I don't want to write this love letter on paper." Under the light, his eyes were dark and confusing.

Jiujiu was confused, "What do you mean?"

"Come with me." He took Jiujiu's hand and walked into the bathroom, a spacious white bathtub, he reached in and plugged the lid of the bathtub.

Then turn on the silver faucet.

The sound of water rushing.

"What do you mean? You want to take a bath?" Jiujiu was puzzled.

Lan Zhongwen burst out laughing, "Why should I take a shower so early?"

"Then what are you doing with the water?"

"Because a poet once said this. He said, I want to write a letter to you in the water. When I finish writing, my affection for you will be exhausted. Ninety-nine, I want to write a letter in the water today. Love letter to you."

Jiujiu was surprised and covered his mouth.In this way, it means that his affection will never end. As we all know, no matter how you write something in the water, you will never finish writing, and the affection will never change.

"Jiujiu, listen carefully, I'm going to start writing." He stared at Jiujiu with a deep tenderness in his eyes.

"Day and night don't meet, the sun and the moon follow together." Lan Zhongwen gently parted his red lips, and drew each word in the water with his white fingers.

"Day and night don't meet each other, but the sun and the moon follow together." Jiujiu recited this sentence silently, and flowers bloomed on her lips.

He seemed to understand what Jiujiu was thinking, and wrote in the water: "Jiujiu, when you see this letter, you must be surprised that we don't see each other day and night, what does it mean that the sun and the moon follow each other? This sentence means that we are separated. In time, even if we can’t see each other, the sun and the moon can still witness our missing each other, even though we are separated, our missing will stay together, you are here, I am here.”

"The first time you said you love me, you mustered up your courage. In your room, in the noisy rainy night, under the silent light, you said: I love you. The rain that came quietly seems to have stopped, The old tree withered in winter seemed to sprout green shoots, and then I heard, you love me."

"Such warm words made me remember clearly the warmth you brought me even though thousands of miles away."

"All couples have to go through joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys, and so do we. We have all experienced them one by one, and we haven't missed any of them. When it comes to love, who doesn't have a little trouble? Who doesn't have a little pain? Who doesn't have a little pain?"

"The reason why love is unforgettable is not because it is beautiful and sweet to the extreme, but because there is such a person who can make you happy, make you sad, make you sweet, make you bitter, make you happy, make you painful, and make you fall in love , makes you hate, but no matter how that person disturbs your life and thinking, you still want to love firmly, and it must be her, this is unforgettable."

"When I met you, there was a sudden lightning flash on a sunny day in May. This is a beautiful love at first sight. I have had it with you before."

"When all the scenery is seen through, I would like to accompany you for a long time. This is the most affectionate company, and I have had it with you."

"The reunion after the end of Qianfan, the wind hasn't moved, the clouds haven't moved, but my heart beats again, ninety-nine, at that moment I know that you are my destiny, the world will change, and I will not change."

"I broke up because I didn't love enough. After breaking up, I still refused to let go because I still love. And I would rather be alone than love because I love deeply. But you are my true love to me..." Lan Zhongwen wrote When he got here, he stopped. He turned his head, his red lips were alluring, "This is the end of this letter, Mrs. Lan, is there anything else you want to add? If there is anything else, I will write it down for you."

After hearing this letter, Jiujiu was too shocked to speak, she opened her mouth slightly, her eyes moved, "The reunion after Qianfan passed away, the wind did not move, the clouds did not move, but my heart was beating again, this time The sentence is so well written, so am I."

"This is not a good writing, but a kind of perception. The content written in this letter is all my perception over the years."

Jiujiu smiled at the corners of his eyes, "You also said that you can't write love letters, and you can write much better than me. Hmph, you must have read a lot of love letters. You are so glib."

"No, I like your love paintings very much. Your dream is to paint. I feel very honored to appear in your paintings." Lan Zhongwen also smiled, "I also want to know the name of our baby. After thinking about it, I'll call it Lan Mochen."

"Lan Mochen? Does this name mean anything?"

(End of this chapter)