Chapter 76: The ending (on)

The ending (on)
The word "married" is very strange to Ruan Sixian.
At least in her first twenty-six years of life, she never actively involved this concept.
At this age, there are many friends who talk about marriage and marriage, and have participated in many weddings.
But putting myself in this concept, I feel very empty and white, and I don't know what it means.
But when Fu Mingyu said "marry him" and the word "husband", many pictures suddenly appeared in her mind.
When I woke up early in the morning and opened my eyes, he was the one I saw.
In the evening after the rain, a light was on for her in the room.
On a bitter winter day, snowflakes bloomed outside the window, the sofas depended on each other, and the music was noisy on the TV.
...
The pictures collided in disorder and irregularly, creating a picture of the future.
"and many more--"
Ruan Sixian spoke suddenly, looked up around him, suddenly pushed Fu Mingyu away, and ran towards the room.
"What are you running?"
When Fu Mingyu chased him, the door slammed shut, blocking him outside.
"What about people?"
Fu Mingyu knocked on the door, "Come out."
A voice came from the room: "Don't talk!"
One minute, two minutes, three minutes... ten minutes passed.
Fu Mingyu leaned against the door and heard a slight noise inside, and occasionally the sound of walking, but he didn't know what she was doing.
In the hot afternoon, without turning on the air conditioner, there was a rush of heat on his body, but he cautiously said, "What the are you doing?"
"Tell you to wait a while!"
The midday sun penetrates into the physics, reveals the leaves, and casts mottled shadows on the ground, shaking gently with the wind.
Fu Mingyu walked back and forth in the living room a few steps, lifted his hand to loosen his tie, and lifted his neck to exhale.
He looked towards the room, but the person inside still did not come out.
The phone rang a few times and it was a call from a friend.
Fu Mingyu glanced, and after hanging up, he threw away the phone and walked a few more steps, unbuttoning his collar and relieved.
The clock in the living room was ticking, the window was open, and the hot wind blew in, making my breath tight.
He even started to wonder what she thought, wondering if he was taking this step too quickly.
I don’t know how long it has passed, Fu Mingyu walked back and forth a few times in the small living room holding the diamond ring that hadn’t been worn, curled his eyebrows and looked at the door of her room, paused, stepped over two or three steps and knocked on the door. When I used some strength.
"Open the door!"
The door did not move, Fu Mingyu pressed the tip of his tongue against the posterior molars and stared at the door for a few seconds, then raised his hand and said at the same time: "Ruan Sixian, you—"
The door suddenly opened, and Fu Mingyu's raised hand fell to the sky. The light in his pupils was like the center of a whirlpool in the sea, but at the moment he saw her, he quietly spread out suddenly, flowing quietly in his eyes.
Ruan Sixian held the door with her hands, her white streamer skirt pressed against her skin softly, and she outlined Miaoman's figure.
The wind seemed to stop suddenly, and she quietly leaned on Ruan Sixian's shoulders, brushing the hair on her cheeks.
She hid in the room and spent an hour sitting in front of the mirror, dressing carefully, and putting on her new dress.
It may seem unnecessary to others, but she thinks about the days in the future. Every time she thinks back to today, she looks the most beautiful.
She raised her head to look at Fu Mingyu, letting his eyes linger on her.
"Come over, it didn't count just now."
Fu Mingyu always looked down at her, undercurrents in his eyes.
"Huh? What's new?"
"Hurry up." Ruan Sixian stretched out his hand and gently pulled his tie, "Do it again."
Fu Mingyu leaned over, leaned in front of her, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and kissed her slowly.
"What are you doing!" Ruan Sixian put his hands on his chest and pushed forward, "I didn't mean this!"
But the man in front of her didn't listen at all, holding on to the back of her neck, step by step.
"Don't try to get through it!"
Ruan Sixian continued to push him, but was held tightly by him, stretched out to kick, and he stepped a step against the door and couldn't move.
The cicadas screamed one after another, accompanied by his breathing in Ruan Sixian’s ears. This afternoon was as psychedelic as a dream, and his kisses were more real than ever before, irrelevant to lust, but he was pious expression.
After a long time, he stopped, and Ruan Sixian's forehead touched her, staring into her eyes.
He opened his mouth, trying to say something, but paused when he caught a glimpse of her drooping eyelashes, took a step back, and slowly bent his knees.
Although he could predict his next move, Ruan Sixian still felt soreness in her chest when she really saw him kneel down.
I thought that such actions only existed and imagined.
He is so proud.
But those deep eyes were beyond pious.
Ruan Sixian's mind was buzzing, with her hands behind her, and nervously tugging at her clothes, her nerves were tense.
The pink diamond flashed her blindly.
"Marry me, I will give you a home."
When she heard these words, Ruan Sixian's hand suddenly let go, and every cell in her body lay firmly in a soft cradle.
This afternoon, Ruan Sixian took Fu Mingyu to the cemetery.
Before leaving, this demon-like man had to go upstairs to change his clothes.
Ruan Sixian looked at his clothes up and down, "What's the difference with the one you just did?"
"After a day's flight, it was a bit dirty."
He took the car key to go out, walked slowly towards the garage, turned around and smiled, "I see parents always clean and tidy."
The cemetery is still deserted.
I don't know if the uncle who is in charge of cleaning has been troubled recently. Although it is summer, there are many dead leaves on the ground.
Father Ruan’s tombstone stands in an inconspicuous place. The man in the photo has soft features, but his brows are faintly heroic.
Fu Mingyu held a bunch of lilies and whispered, "Dad doesn't look like a Chinese teacher."
"He used to be a soldier..." Ruan Sixian suddenly raised her head, glanced at him, met his calm gaze, choked, and said nothing.
One by one "dad" is quite smooth.
"Dad." Ruan Sixian put the lily in his hand in front of the tombstone, "Happy birthday."
She bent over, glanced at Fu Mingyu, and whispered, "This is my boyfriend."
"Huh?" Fu Mingyu said, "What did you just say?"
Ruan Sixian: "..."
"This is my fiance."
He took Ruan Sixian's hand and looked at the tombstone quietly.
Most of the time, Fu Mingyu is a person who doesn't talk much.
Ruan Sixian didn't know what he was thinking at this time, did not speak, but stood here for a long time.
Until sunset, the two people left the cemetery.
On the way, Fu Mingyu's cell phone kept ringing.
He picked up a few without saying a few words. Ruan Sixian only heard the words "um", "ok", and "change to tomorrow".
After all, I have just returned to China and many things need to be handed over urgently. This time will be busier than ever.
But he still postponed some work and ate dinner with Ruan Sixian before leaving.
Back home, Ruan Sixian changed clothes, lay on the bed, stretched out her hands under the searchlight, and looked at the shiny ring on the ring finger.
what.
Diamond ring.
so big.
Ruan Sixian's expression was faint, but her heart was surging.
On this day, she slept very late and collapsed o