593. I will not give up anything, including you 19
He suddenly thought that tonight was the wedding night for the prince and Yangyang, but Yangyang was pregnant and the wedding night would definitely not be possible. On the contrary, he, the best man, and Chang Shang, the bridesmaid, seemed to be having the wedding night at the moment.
Chang Mian smiled slightly and caught her lips again. He thought to himself that the two brothers entered the marriage hall one after another. The current situation of Qin Shou and Qin Cao must have lasted more than eight years. As for Lan Ya, there is currently not even a daughter.
I don’t have any friends... Thinking about it this way, the next one is only me.
"Shang Shang, do you still remember what I asked you to remember?" He raised his head slightly, wiping her broken hair on her face to both sides with his fingers, and narrowing her eyebrows carefully.
Chang Shang was in his arms. After a moment of silence, she asked in confusion: "What are you talking about?"
"I've told you to remember this from the beginning." He showed a dangerous smile, as if if her answer didn't satisfy him, she would definitely be severely punished.
Chang Shang couldn't help but shudder, she blinked innocently, thought for a while, panted uneasily, and said like a little fox: "You said, you have been my heart Chang Shang's man all your life? You still have
Say, will you take care of me for the rest of your life?"
Chang Mian chuckled when he heard the words. The words were generally of this type, but how come it came out of her mouth as if he was hers and he wanted to take care of her for the rest of his life? Obviously his original words meant that she was him
Yes, there is only one man in her world, Chang Mian.
He twitched the corner of his mouth and told her with an attitude of resignation that she was convinced of his fate: "... so be it."
Huhu(～o～)~zz……
Chang Shang secretly made a "yes" finger and said more aggressively: "Then you have to do what you say."
* * *
The night was very deep, and after a while of excitement, Chang Shang fell into a deep sleep.
Chang Mian walked out of the bedroom in her pajamas and sat alone in the open living room watching TV. Her eyes fell on the half-knitted sweater in the corner of the sofa.
The brown sweater was knitted by his mother back then. It was still missing an arm and a neck. He took it in his hand, carefully brought the unfinished product to his breath, kissed it lightly, and put it back in place.
On the coffee table, there was a book that Dad had read half of. He also took it in his hand, turned it over, and finally closed it and put it back in its place.
His eyes accidentally fell on the skateboard model he was looking at on top of the TV cabinet. It was his toy from ten years ago...
Nothing seems to have changed.
Chang Mian took out a photo album from his parents' room and looked through it carefully while smoking.
In fact, Chang Shang's question was correct. Zeng Jin, he really didn't want to return to this place, just because he was afraid that this house would be too deserted... The desertedness made his heart feel cold.