However, Huangfu Jiajia said this in her heart. She sighed and comforted her mother-in-law: "Maybe it's fate that hasn't come yet. Mom, you should just leave it alone. My dear brother only has sister Sijin in his heart, and you still can't tell."
"But if Sijin doesn't wake up for the rest of her life, are we going to delay Yan Zhen for the rest of her life? I'm too embarrassed to see Yaoyao now. I always feel that it's us who have prevented her from having a grandson. I feel panicked."
Huangfu Jiajia didn't know what to say for a moment.
Two full years passed, and after my beloved brother had been depressed for a period of time, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to his career.
Yan Zhi, brother Zhi also said that he doesn't mind living alone. Compared with the seven years of not thinking about it, today's life is a blessing from God. At least he can see Sijin every day after get off work and have her by his side every night. Sleeping on his side, he really didn't think it was torture.
…………
Another ordinary day.
Yan Zhen turned off the lights in the office, put a thick black woolen coat on one hand, and held the car keys in the other, and went downstairs to the parking lot.
The fine snowflakes turned into heavy snow without knowing when, spinning and flying silently between the sky and the earth.
Yan Zhi drove home and took off his coat, wearing only a white shirt;
The shirt had been washed a little white, and he couldn't bear to throw away any of it; he could even vaguely see a small, inconspicuous patch on the armpit of the shirt.
Inside and outside the home, it’s like two worlds.
Outside the home, snow is flying; inside, it is warm as spring;
Yan Zhi stood on the rooftop terrace, holding a goblet in his hand, standing on a commanding height, looking at the flowers everywhere around him, and slightly raised the corners of his lips.
Looking into the distance, the sky and the earth were covered with a thick layer of snow.
He looked at the clear boundaries between the colors near and far, and his eyes became moist at some point.
This place was originally going to be built as a hanging garden. A year ago, he demolished and rebuilt the entire perimeter. Now, except for this villa, the entire perimeter is like a smaller version of "beautiful mountains, lakes, flowers and valleys". As far as the eye can see, grass grows and birds fly.
, the artificial lake is crystal clear, and he likes to sit on the terrace and look at his home, as if he has been pulled into the "beautiful mountains, lakes, flowers and valleys" in Sijin at this moment, in her secret base.
He thought that no matter what the future holds, he will continue to wait for the day when Sleeping Beauty wakes up; even if he waits forever, he will have no regrets.
He turned around and walked downstairs step by step.
In a certain room downstairs, there was a woman he wanted to grow old with, quietly sleeping in her beauty sleep.
He unbuttoned his shirt, but unexpectedly a button fell off. He squatted on the ground to search for it. After a while, he found the naughty button from under the bed. He sighed: "Sijin, my clothes are torn again, you
When will you wake up and make a few more for me?"
He seemed to have long been accustomed to talking to himself without any response.
Then he carefully took off his shirt, lay sideways next to her, and gently stroked her cheek with his palms.
"Today your mother pestered me to go on a blind date again," he showed a helpless smile: "It's your mother that I can tolerate until now. Do you want to reward me?"
"Let me think about what would be a better reward for me." Yan Zhen pretended to be thoughtful.
After a moment he snapped his fingers: "How about a kiss?"
"If you don't speak, you acquiesce."
"..."
"I know, you just want me to kiss you, that's why you don't say anything. Little perverts can't change their nature!" After Yan Zhen finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her on the face.