My love-brained brothers spoil me to the skies

It is the season of bleak autumn wind and rustling fallen leaves. Late autumn is also Nangong Jin's favorite season.

At this moment, she was completely oblivious to the scenery around her. She listened to He Zichen's pounding heart and looked up at the two red marriage certificates in her hands.

They got the certificate!

From the time she entered the Civil Affairs Bureau until now, Nangong Jin was still in a daze. She had waited for this day for countless days and nights, thought about it for countless days and nights, and finally her dream came true, but it didn't seem real.

He Zichen felt her trembling slightly in his arms, and there was a cold feeling on her neck.

"What's the matter? Honey, are you blaming me for making you wait too long?"

Nangong Jin sobbed and shook her head, hugging his neck tightly, "I feel so happy, husband."

The word "husband" made He Zichen's body stiffen suddenly. It turned out that these two simple words were the most beautiful words in the world.

"I don't know if Xiaoyueya is well behaved at home, why don't we go back quickly."

Seeing Nangong Jin rushing home in a hurry, He Zichen was actually a little jealous, "Wife, today is the day we get our marriage certificate, don't worry about other people, okay, let's go to our own world."

Nangong Jin looked at him and couldn't help but burst out laughing, "He Zichen, you are jealous of your own daughter, hahaha, it's a pity that Xiao Yueya still loves you so much."

"I love her too, but that kind of love is different, different from my love for you..."

Perhaps it was because of the deep love, he lowered his head and kissed Nangong Jin, deeply and tenderly, with caution, love and...

"Why are you crying? You're a grown man..."

Nangong Jin raised her hand and gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with her fingertips. There seemed to be stars and the sea in those auspicious phoenix eyes, which made her heart flutter.

"It's great that you woke up..."

People coming and going in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau would occasionally look back at the couple embracing each other affectionately. The love emanating from them infected everyone around them.

"Come on, wife, I'll take you somewhere."

Nangong Jin took his hand, looked up and nodded. Wherever he was, there she would be.

The car sped all the way north and finally stopped slowly at the gate of the cemetery.

Nangong Jin looked up at the tall stone gate, Songhe Cemetery, could this be...

"Wife, I'll take you to meet my parents."

Parents? Nangong Jin raised his head and met his gaze, fearing that he would feel uneasy. However, He Zichen at this moment seemed a little different from before. He looked at him carefully, and there was a little more tenderness between his eyebrows.

The two walked side by side, passing by tombstones. The scenery here was beautiful, with green mountains and clear water. Even though it was late autumn, there were not many fallen leaves on the ground.

"Speaking of which, I am also very unfilial. This is my second time to come to this place. The first time was when I was five years old. When they were buried, Uncle Zhou brought me here, but my memory is already very vague. After that, I never came here again..."

Feeling the stickiness and trembling coming from his palm, Nangong Jin held his hand tightly back, "Everything is over, now you have many, many people who love you..."

Soon, the two of them stood in front of a tombstone. The area around the tombstone was cleaned very neatly. There was a bunch of white chrysanthemums placed in front of the tombstone. It seemed that someone had just arrived not long ago.

Nangong Jin looked at the photos on the stone tablet. It turned out that they were He Zichen's parents. He Zichen had indeed inherited their perfect genes.

"Dad, Mom..." He Zichen half-knelt in front of the tombstone, gently wiping the photo with a handkerchief, "I'm here to see you. I'm married. I'm sorry to tell you so late."

He raised his hand and held Nangong Jin's hand tightly, "She is my wife and the one I love the most. We also have a daughter named Xiao Yueya, who is very naughty and cute. If you were here..."

His voice suddenly stopped, and he lowered his head in silence. Only his slightly shaking shoulders showed that he was extremely emotional at the moment. Nangong Jin hugged him tightly from behind with heartache.

"Dad, Mom, my name is Nangong Jin, and I'm He Zichen's wife. Don't worry, I will take good care of He Zichen. Next time, we will definitely bring Xiao Yueya to see you..."

He Zichen felt the warmth from Nangong Jin's palm and the warmth of her embrace. He felt that everything in the past was for the happiness of this moment.

"Thank you! I love you!"

"I love you too."

Perhaps because they have experienced more separations than others, He Zichen and Nangong Jin cherish every moment with each other more. The love they express verbally is the most direct way for them to express their love.

They stayed there until the sun set and then they slowly walked back.

"Second Uncle asked us if we would go back to the He family tomorrow? He wanted to see Xiao Yueya."

Nangong Jin looked at him uncertainly and asked. After all, she didn't know whether He Zichen had let go of the grudges and entanglements of the He family.

"Well, go ahead. I just have some things to take care of."

Looking at He Zichen's cheerful and nonchalant expression, Nangong Jin felt relieved a little.

As soon as they returned home, they saw a small figure sitting at the gate from a distance.

"Xiaoyueya, what's wrong with you? Huh?"

"Daddy, you're finally back. Woohoo, Xiaoyueya missed you so much."

Xiao Yueya walked past Nangong Jin and went straight into He Zichen's arms. Nangong Jin finally realized what it felt like to be jealous of his own daughter.

"Daddy is here, what's wrong, baby? Are your uncles treating you badly?"

He Zichen hugged her lovingly, helped her to tidy up her hair, wiped the tears from her face, and coaxed her in a soft voice.

Xiao Yueya gently shook her head and hummed in a baby voice, "No, I just missed you..."

As she was talking, she actually fell asleep on He Zichen's shoulder, making Nangong Jin do not know whether to laugh or cry.

"Let me hold you, your body hasn't fully recovered yet..."

Unexpectedly, He Zichen pulled her over and whispered in her ear: "Don't even mention her, even if it's you, I can hold you, why don't we..."

His hot and humid breath fell on her neck, and his ambiguous words made her blush. She quickly dodged and glared at him, "You should take good care of yourself recently. Don't even think about anything else. It's impossible."

He Zichen still tried to defend himself, "I'm in good health. I was so weak back then, but I still had a little moon..."

"shut up!!!"

Nangong Jin covered her mouth speechlessly with her hands, her face flushed. He Zichen playfully swept his tongue across her palm, making her feel as if she had been electrocuted and numb all over. She was so scared that she quickly withdrew her hand and ran into the villa.

He Zichen looked at the figure who was fleeing in panic. They were completely different from the one who offered herself voluntarily that night.

He couldn't help but lower his eyes and think: What went wrong? Was it because I was too old and not attractive enough? He raised his hand and touched his eight-pack abs that had disappeared, frowning.