Perfect Pampered Marriage: Good Morning, Hubby

"Your hands are already healed!"

"So what?"

"You are boring!!" Li Shengxia put down his job angrily, "Since it's all right, don't just pretend it is so fun! Let others worry about you!"

"Are you worried about me?"

"Who is worried about you, I just think you are shameless! I will never come again, goodbye!" Li Shengxia picked up the bag and left.

Push the door and get out.

Chi Su saw her walking away, then looked inside the ward...

"Prince, what happened?"

"Get out!" Mo Nianchen roared coldly.

Chi Su exited silently.

the next day.

Li Shengxia went to the studio.

After nearly a month of shooting, the film is finally about to come to an end.

Situ Ye asked Li Shengxia, "Is Mr. Tutor OK?"

Li Shengxia smiled coldly. "What do you think?"

"What did he lie to you? You look upset."

"I'm not happy about anything, I'm so happy! For his kind of rascal, just get used to it."

She has long been used to Mo Nianchen's neurosis!

Situ Ye smiled.

Is it really just a habit?

Recently, she seems to spend more and more time thinking about Mo Nianchen.

Situ Ye smiled and said to Li Shengxia: "The movie will be finished soon. Summer, are you looking forward to the ending?"

"Ok."

"I suddenly felt reluctant."

"why?"

——Because you can never be your actor anymore.

Situ Ye did not say it, but said: "I don't know. However, every movie will have a closing moment. Today, accompany me to finish the last one."

——

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The last scene, start...

...

Half a month after Tuo Yu received the operation——

Choose to go to Hawaii.

Cheng Jingxi signed the copywriter for his transfer to New York.

The two met unexpectedly at the airport, only to realize that Yao Banxia did not choose any of them.

Yin Tuoyu gave Cheng Jingxi an MP3 and then walked away.

Cheng Jingxi took what Yin Tuoyu gave him and pressed the listen button.

The MP3 played the song he had played for her before.

‘You are love, you are like love’...

He didn't know how long it took before he remembered the things she gave her before he left. He opened it carefully and found a bottle full of stars and paper strips rolled in circles.

He randomly took out a piece and spread it out, and suddenly he realized that today is November 13th.

"Jingxi, happy birthday."

He lifted his luggage, his leather shoes rubbed against the ground and made a sound of rustling, which became more and more ethereal in the empty hall.

As the plane took off, he finally felt that he was a little closer to her. If he stretched out his hand on the plane, he could touch the beautiful clouds, like cotton candy close at hand, within reach...

Yao Banxia tidyed up the room, packed the past, buried it in an unknown corner, and didn't take it out easily.

In that long memory, there was a young man who built a beautiful castle, the lines of warm time; there was a young man who sprinkled petals all the way, a fragrant and lonely journey.

Everyone has his own world to bravely trespass, no matter how many bitterness along the way, he must go through a wandering, every rewarded memory is worthy of permanent collection, never expires, never lost Warm and rich.

It's just that the softness is a bag that can't be taken away.

Then, it can only be so.

Chuckle chuckle--

She listened to her footsteps, it turned out that it could be so quiet, so quiet so lonely.

No one will respond by his side anymore.

Chuckle chuckle--

She stretched out her hand in her pocket to search for the key, and the sound of her mobile phone rang across the damp and cold air, jingle and jingle, like an alarm clock singing, neat and nice.

"Hello?" Her voice floated in the air, as if a thin silk ribbon was being moved by the wind.

There was no sound from the other side.

Counting the rhythm of the pointer in silence, I suddenly found that the tick-to-tick frequency is very charming.

"Hey?"

His voice seemed to fall in the empty ocean, echoing with reverberations, "The plane flew away, but I didn't want to leave, so I didn't leave."

Kang Dang——

What is the sound of landing, so loud.

Crunch-

The security door was opened a little bit--

The cool breeze followed the opening of the door and passed a burst of cold, gradually relaxing light beams, the austere man’s lips looked like a blooming rose, and the narrow and long Danfeng eyes were incredibly beautiful, and the light from the pupils seemed to illuminate the pure black world.

He is still holding the phone with his slender and clean fingers, the phone is still near his ear, and the other hand is holding the key...

The words he just said can still hear the echo.

Like dazzling fireworks, splashing and bursting in the eyes of each other, the light scattered around is dazzling and beautiful.

"This job is related to your future." She stood at the door, looked at him calmly, and said softly.

"You are my present and future." He also looked at her seriously, and responded gently.

Brought me, experienced, a magnificent plot like a fairy tale——

Really feel the clouds that are too beautiful to be illusory, floating past my world that can be touched——

The most splendid detail in the dream is every page where you exist——

For me, you are the most beautiful protagonist in the fairy tale, the most worthy of care of the flower, the most dazzling splash of ink, and you must never miss it... destined... lover...

Wow!

Snapped--

Both the mobile phone and the luggage landed, and the brightly colored clothes flew down from the opened box, and the light gathered up a warm halo, as if colorful stones were spreading over the barren and desolate ground, bringing a beautiful phantom ...

He opened his arms and a squishy smile filled the room.

She stepped forward, her clear eyes reflecting his silhouette.

She hugged his shoulders, he stopped her waist, everything was just right, his left hand pressed her head against her chest, her left ear was against his heart, feeling his pulse, The frequency of tears is reassuringly messy and familiar.

His clean and slender fingers are entangled with her soft black hair, and there is nothing warmer than such a hug. He hugged so hard and carefully, the familiarity made her unable to breathe.

So warm, not a dream.

I haven't made a decision all the time, not because I can't make a choice, but I've been avoiding that in case.

In fact, as long as that person is you with warm palms, it doesn't matter what the future will be.

I don't want to admit that, in fact, I have made such a decision in my heart. I decided to rush to you without hesitation at the moment you looked back and saw me!