Mr. Sheng's Newly Married Mute Wife

Through the floor-to-ceiling glass window of the coffee shop, Sheng Boyan saw the fresh and pretty girl inside. It had only been one day since he last saw her, but he felt as if he were in another world. Longing for her swept through his heart like a wave.

The moment he strode through the door and walked towards her, he felt a little timid. He didn't call her name at the first time, so he was lucky enough to hear Yan Liang say, "I am Sheng Boyan's wife, and I won't make any other plans."

These words were sweeter than love words, more touching than vows of eternal love, and his heart trembled with joy.

"Yanliang," this name as precious as a pearl rolled between his lips and teeth. Thousands of words filled his chest, but he could not utter a single word except this name.

His gaze was fixed on Yan Liang's face, intertwined with hers, and all other people and things ceased to exist.

"Heh," Shao Qianmin couldn't help but sneer, and hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, forcing an awkward smile, "It seems that I am redundant, hehe."

After touching Yanliang's hand, Shao Qianmin picked up her bag and gave Sheng Boyan a meaningful look: "Yanliang, I'll leave first. Let's meet again another day."

Yan Liang noticed that Sheng Boyan was a little strange, and was worried that something might have happened to Aunt Sheng. He just nodded apologetically to Shao Qianmin, and pulled Sheng Boyan to sit in Shao Qianmin's seat just now: "How is Aunt Sheng?"

Shao Qianmin walked to the door and paused. She turned back and stared deeply at the two people sitting facing each other under the warm light. She pulled the corners of her lips sourly, tossed her curly hair behind her head, and left without looking back.

Sheng Boyan's deep eyes sparkled brightly under the light. When he heard Yan Liang's worried question, he came to his senses and smiled gently: "She is fine, you don't have to worry. I just miss you very much..."

It was probably the first time he said such explicit and disgusting words. His slightly dark skin turned purple-red. His hands under the table were nervously clenching the corners of his clothes, and his palms were covered with a layer of sticky sweat.

He avoided Yan Liang's gaze and swallowed the last syllable into his throat.

Yan Liang wondered if she was hallucinating. How could Sheng Boyan, who was always serious, cold, and frugal with words, say such ambiguous words? She opened her mouth slightly, and her long eyelashes fluttered a few times nervously.

"Let's go out." Sheng Boyan suddenly stood up, took Yan Liang's hand and rushed out of the coffee shop, as if there was a beast chasing them.

He didn't dare to enter the narrow space of the car with Yan Liang, as that would make him suffocate even more. He led Yan Liang aimlessly to an open-air basketball court and stood under a ginkgo tree.

The ginkgo tree is full of golden leaves, rustling in the cool autumn night wind. Occasionally, a leaf flutters down like a dance, leaving behind the last and most beautiful posture of life.

The street lights were quite far apart, and Sheng Boyan's face was hidden in the hazy shadows. He felt that his breathing was finally smooth.

"Yanliang," his voice was a little hoarse, and his Adam's apple rolled twice with difficulty, "I don't want to wait any longer, I have to tell you, I, I have actually always liked you, for many years!"

Yan Liang was dumbfounded, unable to comprehend the meaning of his words. Many years? Hadn't they only known each other for two months?

"You don't remember me," Sheng Boyan's voice was filled with grievance and pain. "Ten years ago, I was surrounded and beaten by a group of hooligans. It was you who bravely stood in front of me and scolded those hooligans..."

Thinking of Yanliang standing straight with his thin little body and speaking righteously, he found him particularly cute and couldn't help laughing from the bottom of his heart.

A distant and vague memory emerged in Yan Liang's mind. It seemed that this was the case, but she could no longer remember what the scarred boy looked like.

Through the dim light, Sheng Boyan's facial features were a little blurry. Yan Liang looked carefully and seemed to have a slight impression of him.

Sheng Boyan gave a disappointed smile: "After you went to college, I saw the photo of you and Shao Qianyi again, and then I often went to the gate of your school. Occasionally I would run into you, but I would just look at you from a distance and dare not approach you to talk to you."

At that time, Sheng Boyan was shy and timid, and he had a heavy burden on his shoulders, which made him almost breathless. He did not dare to get close to Yan Liang.

Yanliang is a girl who lives in the sunshine, while he has always lived in a dark hell. He is unwilling to bring his own darkness and heaviness to her. He has no ability to bring her a sense of security, no ability to be her barrier, and can only watch her from afar.

When he was successful in his career and had enough power to fight his enemies, he went to find her.

But she lost her mother, her ability to speak, and was abandoned by a scumbag. He was so heartbroken that he couldn't sit still.

Especially in the cemetery, he found that there seemed to be some dangerous factors around Yan Liang, and he was even more anxious to protect Yan Liang under his own nose.

That day, he saw Yan Liang was sad and disappointed because he didn't wait for Shen Jianxi at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau. He withered like a flower that had lost its water. He felt angry, sad, and secretly happy. He walked up to him without hesitation and coaxed Yan Liang to get the certificate with him using some weird and unfounded excuse.

He originally wanted to keep Yan Liang by his side, patiently waiting for her to forget Shen Jianxi, slowly realize his existence, gradually get used to relying on him, and then naturally become a real couple.

It's not that he's not anxious, he's just afraid that Yan Liang won't be able to accept it. Yan Liang is a sentimental person, he doesn't want her to accept him for any reason other than love.

But today he suddenly instinctively realized a sense of crisis, an indescribable feeling, as if if he was a step late, Yan Liang would leave him and he would never find her again.

He can't wait any longer!

If he were to express his feelings, Yan Liang might be shocked for a short time and unable to accept it, but she would seriously think about the possibilities between them and take their marriage seriously, instead of being like now, where she always thought it was just a stopgap measure and a fake marriage.

When he heard Yan Liang say, "I am Sheng Boyan's wife and I will not make any other plans," he was eager to make it come true.

"Yanliang, I love you!" Sheng Boyan said this almost tremblingly. As soon as he finished speaking, he felt as if he had completed a difficult task and his whole body relaxed.

Yan Liang hadn't recovered from the information that they had known each other for ten years. When he heard Sheng Boyan's confession, it was as if he had been shot in the heart. For a moment, he lost all consciousness. It was also like an earthquake, and his heart turned upside down.

Sheng Boyan's dark eyes stared at her deeply, giving her a strong feeling of suffocation and preventing her from escaping.

If only she was still pretending to be deaf and dumb, she could pretend not to hear anything. This thought suddenly flashed through Yan Liang's mind, and he was stunned for a moment.

"Yanliang, I'm not forcing you to respond to me." Sheng Boyan was silent for a long time, and then spoke with difficulty, "I just want you to know that I'm not marrying you on impulse, not to deal with my mother's urging, and not for any other messy reasons. It's just because I love you. I want you to be my wife and accompany me for the rest of my life."