Chapter 482: You both past and present

Paused.
Yannian pursed her lips.
She continued to stare at the water in the distance, her long eyelashes fluttering like the wings of a butterfly. She didn't know it at all. Although she spoke lightly, every word was very heavy and fell in the heart of the man beside her. It is the memory of the brand.
Jiang Beiyuan quietly waited for her below.
He is patient, and he has always been like this to her.
A clear and weak sigh suddenly appeared.
"In the past, I was arrogant and lawless. I relied on the favor of my parents and the kindness of friends to me, and made all kinds of things. What you like is the me in the past. You have waited for me for ten years. I am very touched, I am now—"
"Is that your concern?"
Jiang Beiyuan finally opened his mouth, and his clear voice interrupted Yan to read the next words.
He lowered his eyebrows and stared at her, nodded when he saw her, and then pressed his thin lips.
"Then I'll tell you now, listen carefully—"
He continued to look at her and said:
"Whether it is you in the past or you in the present, I like it very much!"
"..."
Yannian looked straight into his eyes.
This is Jiang Beiyuan's deep affection and determination that he has penetrated for ten years, more than ten years, and a lifetime he wants to talk about.
Her clear pupils finally had brilliance.
Shiny, clear and bright.
That was the light Jiang Beiyuan attached to her.
"Pump,"
She laughed out loud and looked at him crookedly.
"This is the second time you say Laozi!"
"Oh?"
Seeing her brows were like spring, Jiang Beiyuan twitched the corners of her mouth, and her smile became gentle, "Which was the first time?"
"Did you forget, you took me to meet your friends for the first time, and then I left. You said you wanted to send me off. I said it was not the way. You grabbed my arm and said viciously,'I am happy give away!'."
"Ok."
Jiang Beiyuan nodded lightly and raised his lips a bit, "Then this is the third time."
"What do you mean? There is a second time in between?"
Yes.
There is a second time.
He stepped on Wen Yu's face and said to Wen Yu that her first "gave to Laozi!".
But that time Yannian was not present, she didn't know, she didn't hear it.
"You said, where is there a second time?"
"You beg your husband, reluctantly consider telling you."
Jiang Beiyuan's hands overlapped the back of his head, his voice was slightly relaxed and lazy, and the familiar sentiment that would only be in front of her returned.
Yannian stared at his face straight.
Handsome man.
Nice look.
Her heart moved fiercely, she turned around abruptly to put her arms around his neck, and turned off the light beside him by the way.
It's dark.
She was sitting on his lap, with her head buried in his arms.
Jiang Beiyuan held her back, breathing a little hard, "What do you do with the lights?"
"Your wife still has a gift for you, do you want it?"
"Ok?"
"Myself."
"...Excellent." He tightened her waist.

the next day.
The person on the bed opened his eyes when the first ray of sunlight came in through the gap in the curtain.
After several days of white snow, the long-lost sunlight finally fell on the earth, warm and melting, and melted the white snow on the ground.
There is still some snow on the branches, clear white, as white as the bedroom sheets.
Empty.
Only Jiang Beiyuan was left in the bedroom.
He didn't get out of bed again this time looking around like headless flies, because there was a note on the bedside.