"Passports, ID cards, visas, marriage applications..." After receiving a reply email from the City Hall of British Columbia, Canada, the two are about to fly to Vancouver in the near future. Song Yuhang packed his bags at home and spoke plausibly.

Lin Fan, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses and a loose nightgown, ran to her with a laptop.

"Song Yuhang, would you like to wear this?"

Song Yuhang took a leisurely time, glanced at the screen, his face turned green.

Snow-white one-shoulder long tail dress wedding dress.

The corners of her lips twitched: "You wear it, you wear it."

Lin Fei reluctantly said: "I have already chosen."

Song Yuhang put down the clothes in his hand and leaned forward: "Which one?"

Lin Wei slid twice on the touch panel of his laptop, a new men's tuxedo owned by a luxury company that sells for 48,000.

Song Yuhang is not angry: "Why do I wear a wedding dress and you wear a suit?"

Lin Nianyang triumphantly: "Didn't you say, as long as I promise to get married, what conditions can satisfy me?"

Song Yuhang felt that his family status was provoked and insulted: "Anything except this is fine."

She hasn't worn a skirt since she was a child. It's hard to imagine that if Song Mu and Ji Jingxing Fang Xin Duancheng Feng Jianguo and others saw her in a wedding dress, they would laugh out of their teeth.

She felt her scalp numb just after thinking about it, and her face was lost.

Lin Nian reluctantly said: "I don't, I want you to wear this."

Song Yuhang stared at her white nape of her teeth, "Are you sure?"

"Definitely and..."

Before he finished speaking, he was picked up by someone in his waist. Lin felt dizzy for a while before he could get the computer.

"Hey--"

She sank into the soft sofa, and Song Yuhang pressed her to tickle her: "You say it again, say it again, huh?"

Lin Fan couldn't dodge, panting, his pale complexion flushed.

"Stop...ah...itchy..."

The more she said that, Song Yuhang became more energetic. The two people were fighting together, and finally stopped.

Lin Wei put his hand on her shoulder to block her approach, and the loose clothes were torn loosely, revealing a thin collarbone and a bit of graceful spring light.

Song Yuhang's throat became dry and he swallowed, holding her face slightly, and looking into her eyes.

The tips of each other's noses were rubbed against the tips of their noses, and if Lin Fan's lips rubbed her, it aroused people's mind.

Song Yuhang turned his head to look for it, Lin Nai laughed, knowing that if this continues, most of it will pass away today.

While she refused, she lifted the hem of her shirt, and her nails ran the muscles of her back back and forth.

At the same time, bend her knees and rub her waist with the most immature place, winking like silk.

"It's been a few days since I left Vancouver..."

"I know." Song Yuhang was panting because of her teasing, and then leaned down to look for her lips.

Lin Fan couldn't dodge, and was caught upright.

Her voice is a bit vague.

"Everything..."

"Don't worry." Song Yuhang laughed and patiently comforted her when it was difficult for her to think about these things.

"Passports, visas, marriage applications, wedding hosts, and witnesses have all been found, but there is only one difference..."

She finally let go of her and rubbed the tip of her nose.

"The bride."

Lin Fan's face turned red: "Smelly shameless, my old lady doesn't want to get married, if it wasn't for you..."

Song Yuhang squinted his eyes slightly, his eyes were not good, and his hands slid down the legs that circled his waist.

"Huh? Keep talking."

Lin Nian tensed his body suddenly and swallowed.

Song Yuhang was very satisfied. He picked up the person and sat on his lap: "Hey, relax, I'm fine..."

Lin Fan buried her shoulders and gasped, "Wait."

Song Yuhang stopped his hands, with forbearance written all over his face.

"what's happenin?"

Lin Wei's voice intermittently: "Quie...I haven't bought the ring yet..."

Speaking of the ring, Song Yuhang's heart shook a bit. This time was so happy that she had forgotten about it.

The wedding ring she bought for Lin Wei is still worn by an unknown woman's corpse.

Thinking of his crazy behavior at that time, Song Yuhang couldn't wait to find a place to get in.

She swallowed: "I'm tired of... I'm tired of... that..."

Now it was Lin Fan's turn to look bad: "Huh?"

Song Yuhang closed his eyes: "I bought the ring, but... listen to my explanation!!!"

After she finished speaking intermittently and hesitantly, Lin Nang's expression was as if she had knocked over a five-flavored bottle.

Song Yuhang looked into her eyes and said cautiously: "Should...Shall we buy a new pair?"

Having said that, the flight to Vancouver is imminent. After all, the pigeons of City Hall cannot be released.

Moreover, Lin Wei had an unfinished wish to complete before marriage, and she knew that Song Yuhang should have spent a lot of money to buy the pair of wedding rings, and it would be unrealistic to ask her to buy a pair of wedding rings.

While Lin Nian felt sweet in her heart that she could do this for herself, she was also a little jealous.

The ring that belonged to her was worn by another woman, and she had eaten the vinegar of that ring.

Thinking of it, I just pantothenic water.

She is not a generous person.

Seeing that she hadn't spoken all the time, Song Yuhang hugged the people, and gathered the scattered clothes for her, pressing his forehead against his forehead.

"I'm sorry, I really thought..."

She still had lingering fears when she thought of those days.

"I don't know how to tell you how I felt when I heard about your'bad news'. Everyone lied to me. No matter how difficult the first half of my life was, I never despaired. Until that moment, I was true. I feel that the sky is falling."

When Song Yuhang said this, he frowned slightly, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

Seeing Lin Wei's eyes fixed on her, she reluctantly smiled again.

"Of course, I understand you. I didn't blame you for lying to me. I know, I appreciate it. In terms of pain, who can be more painful than you, I just hate myself for not being able to fight with you at that time."

"When I gave out the ring, I was thinking that I would go down to accompany you when the truth came to light for your revenge."

Song Yuhang smiled slightly, his eyes flushed.

"Who knows that there is such a big oolong, but compared to those, I hope you are alive."

Song Yuhang restrained himself and abided by the law throughout his life, and the only few impulses were all for her, even if he was punished, he would never regret it.

Lin Nian was moved by such changes, and couldn't help being indifferent to such a passionate person.

What's more, just as Song Yuhang couldn't see her crying, Lin Fan couldn't see her red eyes either.

The eldest lady has always been arrogant and accustomed to her. She still doesn't know how to coax people. She gritted her teeth and thought: It's obviously that she did something wrong, why is she so sad?

Song Yuhang, the bastard!

As she thought about it, she smashed it with a punch, hitting her shoulder blade, without much effort, and it didn't hurt or itchy.

Song Yuhang leaned back, still hugging her cheerfully, and Lin Fan threw himself on her.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you can calm down, you can hit as many times as you like."

"Get off, rough skin, my hands hurt when hitting you!"

Lin Fan yelled, struggling, and was hugged again.

Song Yuhang: "By the way, I haven't asked you yet, who is the one who died?"

Lin Wei was taken aback, and the hand playing with her shoulders gradually lost strength: "I don't know, I didn't look for it. According to Feng Jianguo, she was an unnamed and surnamed woman who was dying when she was sent to the hospital by a kindhearted person. No one recognizes the corpse until it is rescued, just..."

Song Yuhang grabbed her hand and comforted her.

"It's okay, such a person would have a tragic fate, maybe no one will be incense after death. Now that there is a grave and a land, it can be regarded as a piece of merit."

Lin Fan's eyes were slightly stunned: "She is about the same age as me."

Song Yuhang knew that there was something in the words, so he grabbed her hand and put it to his lips to kiss, "Then you think?"

Lin Fan still had some meaty pain, but after thinking about it, he gritted his teeth.

"I don't want that ring, give it to her."

Maybe that woman who has no name has never received the love and compassion of others in her life, and what's more, she has been a substitute for her. Lin Fan always apologizes every time he thinks about it, so how can he bear to dig a grave and dissect others to cleanse others? .

The most cynical person on the surface is actually very soft inside.

Song Yuhang smiled and touched her curly brown hair.

"Hey, I'll save more money and buy you a new one."

Lin Fei snorted coldly, still a little dissatisfied: "Then what about your ring?"

Song Yuhang rubbed her forehead again and again: "The petty ghost, I haven't put it on for a long time."

Lin Nang's lips curled slightly, but she didn't want her to see it too clearly, so she quickly straightened her face.

"It's pretty much the same."

"You wear my ears and temples every day, when did you see me wearing them, huh?"

It was clear that I wanted her to listen to some kind words.

Song Yuhang also smiled and put his arms around her waist.

Lin Fan pushed up the arched head buried in front of his chest and gritted his teeth: "I just want to hear you say no?"

Song Yuhang's voice was vague: "Okay, say on the bed."

Lin Nian grabbed her short hair and squinted her eyes slightly: "Think, get, and be beautiful, get me away!"

Song Yuhang wanted to cry without tears: "I'm bored, I'm going to Vancouver in a few days, Mom and the others will go too, it's not convenient."

"Then I don't care, the old lady is angry, these few days, don't think about it, just stay honestly."

As Lin Nian said, he pushed the person back, got down from her arms, gathered the pajamas that fell to her shoulders, put on slippers, held a glass of red wine, Shi Shiran walked away.

Song Yuhang stretched out his hand to catch it, and emptied himself, so he had to take the sofa cushion to vent his anger.

Damn, it's too tired of being cooked.

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Lin Fan's unfulfilled wish was in a small village that could not be found on a certain map of the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau.

She and Song Yuhang drove hundreds of kilometers, starry night and night. When they got off the highway, they took the provincial road. At the end of the provincial road was the highway, then the bumpy gravel road. After turning over several mountains, it was a section of yellow mud road. Can't drive it anymore.

The two had to get out of the car with their things and walk. Lin Fan saw a farmer carrying a bundle of wood on the mountain road, and walked over to ask for directions with a photo.

"Hello, have you met this family?"

It has been a long time since the photo was mature. At that time, Liu Zhi was still a 14-five-year-old half-year-old, wearing his father's old blue blouse, as thin as a stalk.

Standing next to him was his father and mother. On the stool in front of him sat a seven or eight-year-old girl, who showed the only smile in this sad family, she was holding out her finger and compared to the camera. .

The farmer pondered for a while, slapped his head suddenly, and said a big deal, all in the local dialect.

Lin Yan didn't understand, but he understood the direction of his fingers, nodded slightly to thank him, and walked up the mountain.

Song Yuhang quickly followed her with his things, and freed one of his hands to help her uphill.

"Where to go? Tired or not?"

Two questions were raised at once, Lin Yan shook his head, panting slightly.

"Go up the mountain and look again, I didn't understand what the man said just now."

As she spoke, she climbed up the tree branch.

Fortunately, I didn't wear high heels when I set off, otherwise the mountain might not be able to come up.

Lin Wei thought as he turned around and glanced at Song Yuhang: "Fortunately, I can hold on. Let's take it for you."

Song Yuhang shook his head, carrying a huge travel bag, and carrying fruits, milk and other consolation items for Liu Zhi's family in his hand.

"No, that's a trifle."

She did the same, grabbing the roots of the tree and propping up with one hand, Lin Fan helped the person up.

Shuttle in the dense forest between the mountains, both of them looked a little bit ashamed, but at this moment they looked at each other and smiled again.

Song Yuhang chatted with her as she walked: "Do you remember that the time we went to Xiaohe Village, we climbed the mountain like now."

Lin Yan glanced at her lightly and smiled somewhat coolly: "Yes, at that time Team Song took a lot of my advantage."

Song Yuhang's face became hot and he touched his nose.

"Then...then let you take it back."

Lin tilted his mouth with irritation, and moved the branches along the way to her.

"roll!"

It is rare for Lin Nai to be on the top once, and he will always get back afterwards.

When it comes to holding grudges, who can spare anyone.

Song Yuhang raised his elbow to block it, and when he saw that he was going uphill again, he helped her.

"But at that time, you, me, Fang Xin, Duan Cheng, and Lao Zheng were all there. Even if the conditions are more difficult, it is quite interesting to think about it now."

I still remember that there was a torrential rain on the mountain that night, and the group of people, including the two policemen of the Wuli Town Police Station, all squatted in the mountain col and chatted around the bonfire.

After the old grandmother went home, she helped her with work, planting vegetables, planting vegetables, fertilizing, shedding sheep, and chopping wood.

She and Song Yuhang also had their first skin relationship there.

At that time, they probably didn't expect so many things to happen later.

It's okay not to mention it, as soon as Lin tired of mentioning it, he was slightly shocked, and the smile on his lips became more bitter.

"Yeah, at that time... it was great."

Seeing her loss, Song Yuhang walked forward quickly and stopped: "Come on, I will walk ahead to find the way. You hold my clothes, and I will take you up."

Lin Fei was startled, the corners of her lips curled up, playfully, and grabbed the corners of her clothes: "Drive!"

No matter how many faces she has exposed to the outside world, how unkind, cold-blooded and mean, in fact, only Song Yuhang knows that the 33-year-old Lin Nai has an exquisite and dust-free heart.

"Sit firmly, the terrain ahead is flat, accelerate forward, turn right, and enter the dense forest..."

So thirty-six-year-old Song Yuhang also played the steering wheel with one hand in the air, playing games that children would only like with her.

The two divided flowers and willows, climbing the mountain while playing around, and soon reached halfway up the mountain.

The village is really small, there are only six families. They visited one by one with their photos, and they quickly found Liu Zhi's home in the innermost part of the col.

It was breakfast, in the winter season, the old man’s clothes were extremely thin, and his exposed hands were red with cold. He was picking up firewood from the ground and stuffing it into the earthen stove. There was a big iron pot on the stovetop, steaming. .

Lin Fan walked over slowly, feeling a bit dry in his throat, "That...Is it Liu Zhi's family?"

The old man raised his head, and two brightly dressed women with extraordinary bearing stood at the door of the hut.

He was stunned for a while, swept the person from head to toe, and didn't recognize who it was.

His family is poor, and the farthest door he has ever gone out in his life is the market in the town. Nowhere have I seen such a person.

The old man stumbled, and only spit out a few single syllables for a long while: "Ah...ahhh..."

Lin Nian frowned slightly, observing his movement expression: "It turns out to be dumb..."

Song Yuhang gave her a handful: "Hello, we are from Liu Zhi Company. The new year is approaching. He can't get away with a lot of things. Let us see you."

The old man seemed to come back to his senses, his eyes fell on the things they were carrying, and suddenly he threw the firewood away, a touch of joy appeared on his dark face, and he limped into the house with his mouth in his mouth. Ah constantly.

Song Yuhang opened the curtain and followed the people in.

The moldy smell of grains in the room is intertwined with the body odor of long-term bedridden patients. It is a bit pungent. The inside is not much warmer than the outside. There is almost no furniture. Many of the doors and windows leaking air are pasted with newspapers on the top A dim light bulb was lit, and it was full of cobwebs.

The old woman was lying on the bed, coughing a few times, her voice was uncontrollable joy.

"Liu...Liu Zhi is back?"

The old man who burned the fire first stood by the bed, his mouth plausible, and his hands were busy drawing strokes.

The woman understood, and moved her gaze to them. The ecstasy settled down, and there was a little more loss, but her eyes were warm and kind, and some rural people were simple and ashamed.

"Sit, sit, look at the chaos in this room, Liu Zhituo won't say hello in advance when he comes back..."

Lin Fan could see that she wanted to sit up, but the legs buried under the quilt were so weak that she couldn't even hold up a shape.

"Your leg……"

The woman smiled, her hair was half white, her face was not very clean, there were a few frostbite on her hands, and the mattress was pitifully thin.

"Hey, didn't Liu Zhi tell you? A few years ago, when he hadn't gone out to work, he went up the mountain to chop wood and broke him."

The woman was more optimistic than her and greeted them enthusiastically.

"Sit, sit down, old man, pour a glass of water."

The old man took a scoop of water from the boiling iron pot outside and poured it into the enamel cup, and tremblingly brought it up, and wiped the only bench in the house with his sleeve, looking at them eagerly and motioning. They sit.

Song Yuhang took the water and put it on the table. The cup was not very clean inside and outside. I don't know how long it has been used, but it is one of the daily necessities that can be seen in this house.

Lin Wei and Liu Zhi have not known each other for a long time, and their positions are different. How can they talk about these things?

This trip is just to come and see his parents for him.

"We won't sit down, we'll leave in a while." Lin Tied declined the other's kindness, and remembered that he still had a younger sister, so he looked around the room.

"Where is his sister?"

At this point, the woman's eyes became hot, and tears rolled down: "I got a disease a few years ago, go."

The old man was also standing beside him, sighing and pinching his eyes.

Lin Wei had prepared them to be so poor and miserable before he came, but he didn't expect to be so poor and miserable.

Two elderly people, one paralyzed, one mute, and one daughter, died unexpectedly.

Lin Nian felt that it was a bit difficult for him to speak: "Have you...told him?"

The woman shook her head and wiped her tears with her hand: "No, he has been working so hard outside alone, so we didn't tell him about this, besides..."

The old man paused slightly, seeming a little sad: "I can’t contact him either. He will send money to the town’s post office on time every month, and his dad will pick it up again. We also want to send him something, or write A letter, but I don’t know how to read."

There are too many involuntary people who are discussing life on the tip of a knife, and not contacting their family members is the greatest protection for them.

Lin tiredly remembered the last time the two had talked.

She stared at the sky light outside the window and asked him.

"Do you have any particular place you want to go back?"

A smile appeared on the young man's face: "Yes, I want to go home."

His family, his elderly parents, are still concerned about him, but he will never come back, and will not be able to marry a wife.

Lin Nian lowered his eyes and concealed the flash of water in his eyes.

Song Yuhang put his hand on her shoulder.

Lin Yan looked back at her, barely cheered up and smiled, preventing the two old men from seeing the clues.

Song Yuhang took the things he had brought, took off his backpack and took out: "Four sets of warm clothes, an electric blanket, two boxes of milk, some fruits, bread, non-staple food, nutrition..."

This is the maximum that two people can get.

Lin Fan also flipped through his wallet, "I will give you the money."

The two old men looked dazzled. They opened their mouths several times without finding the right time to interrupt. Seeing Lin Wei started to pay out, the woman became anxious and sat up from the bed and took her wrist.

"If you can't do it, we are very grateful for you to come. Money is absolutely impossible to collect."

The old man next to him also shook his head into a rattle, and kept moving.

Lin Wei was still holding the red ticket in his hand, neither entering nor retreating.

Putting her previous temper aside, the money was thrown away, but for this family, she bears heart, can Liu Zhi bear it?

Song Yuhang came over and took the money from her hand, folded it upright, and stuffed it into the old man's pocket.

"Take it, we didn't give this money to you, but Liu Zhi gave it to you. This is his salary and year-end bonus."

She repeatedly emphasized that the two veterans were reluctant to accept it.

The woman looked at them and thought of the money again. The amount was much more than what he had sent back before.

I don't know why, but I have a bad feeling in my heart.

"He... why doesn't he come back... want you to come?"

Lin Fei never lied in his life. For the first time, looking at the dark cheeks and flushed eyes of the second old man, he told a white lie: "He...he works very hard...does a good job...the factory can't live without it. Drive him..."

When the woman heard this, a touch of relief appeared on her face.

"Yes, it's promising, you tell him, do it hard, don't rush back, there is nothing missing at home."

During the conversation, the old man's food cooked in the pot was ready, but a few chopsticks noodles were broken into pieces, and they were packed in copper bowls and sent to them to eat.

There is not much oil and water in the bowl, and there are few pickles floating in the bowl.

Now that the things had arrived, Lin Li was about to leave. She took out another photo from her purse and put it on the bed.

"We won't eat the meal, it's time to go, and I will return this photo to you."

That was the only family portrait Liu Zhi took away before he set off, and now it's finally returned to its original owner.

The woman stroked the child's face lightly, and looked again and again.

His home address is written on the back of the photo, and his little wish: to go home.

Without signing, there is no return date.

As soon as the two of Song Lin got out of the hut, Lin Nian couldn't help it. He curled his lips slightly, looked up desperately, and cried.

Song Yuhang took her shoulders and wiped her tears with one hand.

They walked not far, and there was movement behind them.

The old man limped and chased him up, stuffing a bag of insoles into Lin Fan's hand, looking a little anxious, and gesticulating.

Lin Yanwei was startled and looked down. The insole wrapped in the plastic bag was exquisitely handcrafted, with fine stitches, and it felt thick and warm to the touch.

"this is……"

When the old man saw her accept it, a smile appeared on his face. Although he was stinky, poor and dirty, and dressed in dignity, every wrinkle overflowed with sincere gratitude.

He turned around again and limped into the forest.

Lin Fan remained silent on the way back to Jiangcheng.

Song Yuhang was driving, freeing a hand to hold her hand: "I'm getting married, be happy."

Lin Nian came back to his senses and smiled bitterly: "Yeah."

Fortunately there is her, fortunately, we are getting married, all the dust has settled, and every day from now on will be a new life.

Lin Wei tilted her head and looked out of the car window. The neon lights were flashing and the traffic was busy. She seemed to see Liu Zhi standing in the middle of the lights, smiling and waving goodbye to her.

She raised her lips slightly, smiled, and closed the window.

After returning to Jiangcheng the next day, they were ready to set off for Vancouver. The two of them packed their things overnight. Lin Fan took advantage of Song Yuhang's carelessness and stuffed a small box into the suitcase, and when they turned around, she immediately closed it. The baggage.

Song Yuhang: "I will check again to see if there is anything left out."

Lin Fan took her to the bedroom: "It's gone, it's so tired. I'll leave early tomorrow morning. Go to bed."

"Hey..." Song Yuhang looked back, always feeling that she was hiding something from herself.

Lin Fan pushed the person into the room and kissed her lips on tiptoes: "Shut up."

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The snow in Vancouver in February had not melted yet, and the cold wind mixed with snow particles when I got off the car. Lin Fan wrapped her down jacket tightly, stamped her foot on the frozen ground, and the heat she exhaled turned into white smoke.

Song Yuhang untied his scarf and tied it around her neck, pulled the luggage in her hand, turned around and opened the rear door.

Xiaowei jumped down first: "Wow, snow! What a big snow!"

Ji Jingxing also helped Song mother to walk out: "Mom, here we are."

The hotel staff came to greet them, and the group walked deep and shallow.

From time to time, Xiao Wei grabbed the snow on the side of the road to play, and if he didn't pay attention, he raised Lin Wei's whole body, and the snow particles slipped into his neck.

Lin Fan shuddered, not to be outdone when he took off his gloves: "Okay, you Xiaowei, wait for me!"

The two were in a group, Xiao Wei hid behind Ji Jingxing, and Lin tired of smashing it with a snowball.

Ji Jingxing's face turned green, angrily: "Lin Wei, Ji is the only one, you guys are endless!"

Lin Fan said, "Hey, I'm not to blame for this, you are the one who wanted to stick there."

Although the two have long been reconciled, she never let go of the opportunity to get angry with Ji Jing on such trivial matters.

Strangely speaking, Ji Jing behaved in a gentle and indifferent manner, but he was tired of Lin.

At this time, the suitcase was put aside, and the sleeves were rolled up: "Xiao Wei, get me on!"

Song Yuhang checked in at the front desk, and when he looked back, there was already a mess in the courtyard.

She shook her head helplessly, with a smile on her lips: "Hey, come in quickly, let's have dinner."

After the group had dinner, the battle was moved from the snow to the hot spring. In the end, even Song Yuhang was forced to join the battle, hiding from the oncoming spray.

Mother Song was old, and she was easily dizzy after soaking for a long time. She was on the shore early in the morning, wrapped in a thin blanket, holding a toy like a child clapping hands, and shouting.

"Quick, quick, over there, Xiao Wei, bored, she ran over there!"

As soon as Song Yuhang emerged from the bottom of the water, he was splashed: "Mom, where on earth are you, bah... bah bah bah!"

After playing until exhausted, Lin Fan yawned and followed her back to the room to sleep.

As soon as he entered the door, Song Yuhang picked up the person, Lin Tien put his arm around her neck and was put into the bathtub.

After washing, she was already yawning, her sleepy eyes could not be opened, and she was carried on the bed again in a daze.

Song Yuhang pulled the quilt to wrap up the people, complaining: "I'm still suffering from jet lag, so you have to rest early and you have to play."

Lin Fei's long eyelashes moved up and down. Just after taking a bath, not only his skin became pale and red, but his eyes were also faintly gleaming.

She scratched her hands: "Itches."

Song Yuhang took a look at the quilt and found that a large area of ​​redness appeared on his fair skin, which was probably the result of playing with snow and freezing red.

The police officer scolded her to find her medicine: "When can you save me a snack, eh?"

Lin Fan buried her face in her arms: "Woo..."

This woman has a way of playing prestige, and even more so when she is acting coquettishly.

Song Yuhang couldn't laugh or cry. After applying the ointment for her, he wiped his hands with a wet tissue, turned off the lamp, and drew into the bed, hugged people, and patted her on the back lightly.

"good night."

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After a day of jet lag, the two came to the city hall to submit their marriage application. The staff quickly affixed a red stamp after accepting it and asked them to complete the marriage ceremony within 90 days.

After Song Lin returned to the hotel, he and Song Mu flipped through the almanac for a long time and finally set a good day.

A week later.

The two of them got up early and walked into the city hall together. The officiating person is a staff member of the British Columbia government and is already waiting for them.

The foreign judge with blue eyes and white hair watched the two newcomers walk in side by side.

It's rare to have sunny weather in Vancouver today. The city hall has been built for some years. The architectural style tends to be church style. The eaves are piled with white snow, and the sun shines on them through various diamond windows.

Lin Fei wore a white tuxedo suit, a long jade body, a slender and slender figure, her hair neatly coiled, a slight smile on her face, and she held her arm.

Song Yuhang has the same black suit, with meticulous care of her hair. Lin Wei personally put her tie on this morning. She was already tall. She wore straight suit pants and stepped on leather shoes, making her look more dignified and heroic. Sa cool.

The hand holding Lin Wei trembled slightly with excitement, and Song Yuhang tilted his head to look at her with his eyes facing each other.

There was some uncontrollable joy for each other.

In just a few dozen steps of the red carpet, those past events can be vividly remembered, from ignorance of each other to tit-for-tat, to knowing each other, and when they really stand in front of the master.

Lin Wei's eyes were slightly wet.

The same is true for Song Yuhang.

The judge's voice was solemn and solemn: "Wearegathered here today in the sight of God, and in the face of this pany, together together Song yuhang and Lin Yan in holy matrimony."

(Today, we gather here under the watchful eyes of God, and in front of this group of people, to witness the sacred marriage of Song Yuhang and Lin Wei.)

The judge opened the Bible and read the lyrics. Mother Song in the audience next to her had tears in her eyes and covered her mouth with her hands.

"SongyuhangDoyoutakeLinyanforyourwfulweddedwife,tolivetogetherafterGod\'sordinance, intheholyestateofmatrimonyWillyoulove, honor, fort, andcherishherfromthisdayforward, forsakingallothers,keepingonlyuntoherforaslongasyoubothshalllive

(Are you willing to accept Lin Wei as your legal wife at this sacred wedding, and live together under the guidance of God? From now on, you are willing to love her, respect her, comfort her, care for her and be with you In her lifetime, don’t you think otherwise, treat her faithfully?)

Song Yuhang looked into her eyes and said without hesitation: "I am willing."

When it was her turn to ask Lin Wei, she froze for a while. The judge was looking at her, Song Mu and Ji Jingxing were also looking at her, Song Yuhang was a little nervous and licked her lower lip.

Lin Fan's lips curled, his face flushed, "I'm willing."

The officiant closed the Bible with satisfaction.

Logically, they should fill out the marriage registration form in person at this time. The judge announced that they were officially married, and Song Yuhang could kiss her wife.

But no one spoke.

Lin Fan suddenly knelt down on one knee, took out the ring box from the suit jacket, opened it and handed it to her.

Her eyes were shining: "Although I used to say that I don't want to get married, and I don't want to have an emotional bond with anyone."

"But seeing you blocking the knife for me, taking risks for me alone, working hard for our wedding, and seeing you standing here in a dress at this moment, I suddenly felt that getting married seems like a good thing."

She raised her eyebrows and looked at her with a smile on her lips.

"Do you still remember, I said I would give you a diamond ring."

"Song Yuhang, marry me."