I don't deserve your love

On that day, Jian Qian submitted her resignation letter and left City A not long after.

She originally thought that City A would be the rest of her life, but she didn't expect that after going around for a while, she returned to that place again.

-

On Friday afternoon, before the sunset, a black car stopped downstairs of the TV station.

A tall and straight man stood beside the car, wearing a white shirt, a dark tie, a matching suit, and a black coat on the outside.

Zhuo Jian and Li Yuqing saw him soon after they came out from the inside talking about the project.

Li Yuqing stopped speaking consciously, "Then we'll talk about it tomorrow."

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian nodded to him, then looked at the man not far away.

His indifferent deep eyes gradually became warm, and then he walked towards her slowly with his long legs.

Zhuo Jian felt her heart beat faster, of course she knew that she would still be throbbing in her heart.

For so many years, as before.

Yuan Man, Chang Xia and Wang Rui stood behind, not close.

The autumn wind was a bit chilly, he looked at the lightly dressed woman, and said with a deep and obsessive voice, "I'm not afraid of catching cold."

"It's better to ask someone to take care of you when you catch a cold."

She reached out her hand to his waist, her crooked eyes were as bright as diamonds when she smiled.

His waist was very warm, but how could he survive his next move.

He slowly opened his coat, and then covered her in the coat, looking at her more and more tenderly, "I will feel bad when I catch a cold."

Looking at him, Zhuo Jian felt as if her heart had been filled with sweetness, and said softly, "Let's go home."

"Ah."

Although he agreed, he didn't move slightly.

Zhuo Jian had no choice but to look at him again, and then her eyes gradually lowered.

His lips came up, maybe because the wind was too cold, and he waited for too long, which made his lips a little cold.

but……

Zhuo Jian slowly opened her lips, just like he usually did, tentatively, and kissed him gently, she wanted to warm him.

These years they have experienced too much, misunderstanding, torture, loss.

From loving to not being able to love, to hating, and then...

They are finally together again.

She still kissed him, vividly in front of her eyes, their heartache these years is not easy.

Fortunately, in the future, they will not lose again.

They would hold each other's hands, fan each other when it was hot, and warm each other up when it was cold.

Life is short, and they will definitely have a good life in the future.

-

They returned to Shengyuan, just the two of them.

Fu Yanye was cooking in the kitchen, she watched beside her, and couldn't help saying: "Do you remember the first time you cooked in front of me?"

"Huh? Surprised?"

"It's amazing."

She stood there watching him chopping vegetables and said happily.

Fu Yanye glanced at her in the blink of an eye, and then said with a smile, "I expected that."

"..."

Well, who can compare to their Boss Fu's narcissism?

However, he can be narcissistic.

Zhuo Jian still couldn't help looking at him with eyes full of admiration.

She felt that although he sometimes has a big temper, but...

He is the only man she wants in this life.

"Did you immediately want to make a promise with your body?"

"It's a beautiful idea. How dare I dare at that time. Everyone said that you were going to marry your Bai Yueguang. No one would remember that you already had a wife who was sent abroad."

"Well, thinking about it this way, life is really like a play."

Fu Yanye smiled thoughtfully and talked about it.

"Isn't it? At that time, I didn't dare to think that the man who handed me the divorce agreement would beat me to death and refuse to divorce me, and would have four children with me."

"How do you feel..."

Fu Yanye stopped chopping vegetables, looked up at the roof, the words were about to come to his lips, but he forgot what they were.

He could only helplessly look at Mrs. Fu who was so honest with him, and frowned sadly: "Although I forgot how to say that sentence, but..."

"Did that sentence mean that I was settling accounts after the autumn? Sarcasm for you?"

"..."

Fu Yanye looked into her clear eyes, after so many years, she was still like that.

After dinner, the two of them watched a movie on the sofa.

Zhuo Jian was sitting at the place where he asked her to sign the agreement before, and he was also sitting on that single sofa.

Not long after, when Zhuo Jian couldn't help laughing, she picked up her daughter's favorite pillow and threw it at him, "Get over here quickly."

"Hey, don't throw my daughter's things."

"I still threw away your son's."

There used to be no such cute pillows in the sofa, but now, there are four.

Zhuo Jian threw enough, so she got up and rushed over.

Fu Yanye hugged her on his lap and sat down.

Master Xing's King of Comedy was still going on, but the living room suddenly fell silent.

It was like a dream.

Now they are not the same as before, he is much more calm than before, but once they broke into his eyes, it was like going back to the beginning.

"You bad guy."

She was obviously rejoicing, but she already had tears in her eyes.

She could only wrap her arms around his neck, turn her head and bite the fabric on his shoulder.

"I'll be your cow or horse in the future."

Fu Yanye murmured, and kissed her side face distressedly.

"I don't want you to be a cow or a horse."

With a hoarse voice, she said after loosening his clothes.

"What do you want? As long as you want, I will agree."

Fu Yanye looked at her, and spoke to her in a voice like warm wind and drizzle.

"I want you to spend the rest of your life saying you love me every morning when you wake up, and saying you love me when you go to bed at night."

She coquettishly asked him.

Fu Yanye looked at her without saying a word, but for a while he was afraid that she would get bored if he talked too much.

It is meaningless to say the three words "I love you" if you say too much, or it will upset the listener.

"Did you hear that?"

Zhuo Jian couldn't hear his reply, so she shook his shoulder.

"Why the rest of my life?"

"What? Don't you want to?"

Seeing his unfathomable inscrutability, Zhuo Jian became nervous because she didn't understand what he was thinking.

Didn't he plan to travel the world with his brothers when he was old and leave her at home?

"I do not want."

Fu Yanye said firmly.

"..."

Zhuo Jian couldn't say anything immediately, and just looked at him so stupidly, and even panicked.

Didn't he plan to spend his whole life with her?

"Can I make an appointment for your next life in advance?"

Fu Yanye suddenly murmured.

"what?"

"Can I say love to you every morning and evening for the rest of my life, life after life?"

"Fu Yanye."

"Allow me to love you forever and ever, eh?"

He thought, or just a few lifetimes would be hard to satisfy him.

He thought, it would be best for them to be entangled in the end even if they turned into a gust of wind.

"Fu Yanye, you bastard."

Zhuo Jian couldn't help crying again.

She almost thought he didn't intend to keep her for too long.

"Do you remember when you often fell down when you were a child and who carried you?"

"It's you."

She looked at him with teary eyes, and quickly returned to him.

Suddenly, it became quiet again, and the movie played the most exciting scene, but there was no sound.

It's just that the foreheads of the man and the woman were pressed against each other on the sofa, and their lips were pressed against each other for a few seconds. Then the man's sexy voice said, "You still said you haven't recovered your memory?"

She laughed, held his face in her hands, and said, "I'm imitating you, my dear Brother Yanye."

She kissed him again, domineering and strong, and said: "I must have said I love you hundreds of years ago."

"What about in a few hundred years?"

"I still love you, I will always love you."