Good heavens! The Supreme God is being relentlessly harassed!

Hearing her say that, Shen Wangchuan felt somewhat embarrassed and awkward.

"No, Grandma. You don't need to explain it so clearly. I was just younger back then."

Grandma Shen just smiled and didn't say anything. Even now, she doesn't think her grandson is truly capable of standing on his own.

They still can't help but act childishly when dealing with things.

Grandma Shen said to Xie Liuyan, who was standing to the side:

"Xiao Xie, my husband A Chuan sometimes has a bad temper, please be more tolerant of him."

“When you were in school, Grandma could tell that you had a calm and steady personality, which would complement my son, Achuan.”

"As for the rest, Grandma doesn't insist. After all, it's not easy to meet someone you like and who also likes you in return in this lifetime."

Xie Liuyan was moved by Grandma Shen's enlightened words, and his tone became solemn:

"I understand, Grandma. I will get along well with Achuan and spend my life with him. Even if we encounter difficulties, we will face them together."

With just a few words, Grandma Shen was all smiles, and the three chatted for a while longer before finishing lunch.

After the meal, Shen Wangchuan insisted on helping his grandmother wash the dishes, and Xie Liuyan stood beside him to help wipe the dishes.

Grandma Shen was very pleased to see them getting along so harmoniously and naturally.

As long as A-Chuan and Xiao-Xie are happy, she will be happy too.

After washing the dishes, Shen Wangchuan took Xie Liuyan back to his room.

He has rarely come back in recent years, but his grandmother still keeps the room very clean.

Xie Liuyan looked at the familiar room with a sigh, while Shen Wangchuan couldn't wait to open his wardrobe.

“Ayan, look, this is my old school uniform. I haven’t thrown it away; I’ve kept it safe all this time.”

When Xie Liuyan saw the school uniform, his memory seemed to return to that afternoon.

They agreed to lie on the grass and bask in the sun, a gentle breeze ruffling their hair, as if time had stopped at that moment.

Although those wonderful times will never come again, they will forever cherish those beautiful memories in their hearts.

When he came to his senses, he saw Shen Wangchuan holding the clothes up to his body.

He muttered to himself, "Yeah, buying a size up for the school uniform back then was the right choice. It still looks like I can wear it now."

"How about Ah Yan wears it and let me see it another day?"

Xie Liuyan easily guessed his ulterior motives, his tone ambiguous:

"Why am I the one wearing it? Shouldn't you be the one wearing your clothes?"

Hearing him say that, Shen Wangchuan chuckled and whispered in Xie Liuyan's ear:

"Because it's part of the fun."

Xie Liuyan rolled his eyes at him and said nothing more.

He adopted a strategy of ignoring Shen Wangchuan, who was always ridiculously cunning.

After playing around for a while, Shen Wangchuan lay down on his bed for a short rest.

He was in high spirits the whole way back, partly because he was going home, but also because he was worried that Ayan wouldn't be accepted by his grandmother.

Unexpectedly, after a journey filled with fear and anxiety, I was outmaneuvered by my grandmother in the end.

He became a busybody himself.

Now that he could relax and felt sleepy, Shen Wangchuan said to Xie Liuyan:

"Ayan, feel free to look around the things in this room. If you get sleepy, you can squeeze into the bed with me."

"I was excited all night and I'm a little sleepy. I'll take a nap first."

Compared to his drowsiness, Xie Liuyan was in relatively good condition.

"Okay, you go to sleep. I'll wake you up when it's time to sleep."

After hearing his agreement, long, even breathing sounds soon filled the bed.

Xie Liuyan's gaze fell on the small room. Apart from the wardrobe and the bed, the most eye-catching thing was the desk very close to the window.

The books on the desk were neatly arranged, and sunlight streamed through the window onto the wooden table, casting a beautiful amber hue.

Xie Liuyan's gaze was drawn to the desk, and he quietly walked towards it.

Sitting in his chair, he randomly picked up a book from a pile of books. It was covered with notes, which looked densely packed.

After he left, Shen Wangchuan really studied very hard.

Xie Liuyan's heart stirred slightly. As he closed the book, he noticed something written on the cover:

"Study hard, go abroad to see Ayan!!!"

His name was drawn out with great force, and one could vaguely feel the determination and persistence of the person who wrote it.

Xie Liuyan's gaze fell on this line of words, and he stroked it with his hand.

The handwriting seemed somewhat familiar to him.

Just then, coincidentally, a small piece of paper fell out of the book.

Xie Liuyan picked up the note and was slightly taken aback when he saw that it contained the chat history between the two of them.

After comparing the note with the words on the cover, he was surprised to find that the handwriting in the two places was highly similar.

There is only one possibility: this was written by Shen Wangchuan imitating his handwriting.

In places unseen by him, someone is diligently preserving their time together and the details of their time spent together.

Xie Liuyan's heart felt like it was being soaked in warm water, a wave of tenderness washing over him.

He clenched the note tightly, then carefully tucked it into the book.

When Shen Wangchuan woke up, he saw that it was pitch black outside the window, and the night was hazy.

His voice was still hoarse from just waking up: "Why didn't Ayan wake me up?"

After these words were spoken, the surroundings fell silent.

Shen Wangchuan was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to sit up, he noticed the sound of even breathing beside him.

Xie Liuyan was fast asleep, leaning against his back, seemingly clutching something in his hand.

Out of curiosity, Shen Wangchuan gently pulled the slip of paper from his hand. It read:

"I'm back, Shen Wangchuan."

There seemed to be something written on the back of the note, so Shen Wangchuan turned it over to look.

Meeting you is the greatest luck of my life.

Upon seeing this sentence, Shen Wangchuan silently grinned. He turned around, held the person tightly in his arms, and closed his eyes to sleep again.

No matter how time flies, he will never let go of Ayan's hand!

postscript

one year later

A grand wedding was held on a small island in a certain country.

Many people are envious of this.

Surprisingly, the main characters of the wedding were two Chinese men.

They looked extremely well-matched standing on the stage.

The priest read the prayer: "Mr. Shen, will you remain faithful to your partner, in poverty and wealth, in sickness and in health, or in death?"

Shen Wangchuan said firmly, "Yes, I will regard Ayan as a unique existence in my life, and nothing can separate us!"

"Okay, Mr. Xie, will you always be faithful to your partner, whether in poverty or wealth, in sickness or in death?"

Xie Liuyan's eyes softened: "Yes, I love him deeply. No matter which life or what changes he undergoes, my promise will never change!"

"Okay, I now officially announce that you are now husband and wife. May God bring you peace and prosperity, and may you always be happy!"

As the priest finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

The two exchanged wedding rings, and Shen Wangchuan smiled broadly.

"Mr. Xie, may I kiss you now?"

Xie Liuyan remained silent, then cupped his chin and kissed him.

Under the blue sky, a row of white doves, symbolizing love and happiness, flew by; their happy life had just begun.

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