The Perfect Hidden Marriage

Xiao Jinghuan changed into a skirt, and when she came out, she found that Jin Changning was wearing a shirt, the same color as her, with a pink leather top and black bottoms, which made people feel like they had agreed beforehand.

What surprised her the most was that this man was so good at wearing pink skin. He didn't lose it because of his age. On the contrary, he was very good-looking. Looks very young.

She thought for a while and then returned to the room.

"Why go?"

"Change!"

"Why change?"

"Don't you think it's weird?"

she asked quietly.

"What's wrong? Isn't this good?"

He took her to the mirror and looked at her:

"It's pretty, isn't it?"

His hands were around her waist, face to face.

They looked like a couple in the mirror.

Finally one day, they also put on couple costumes.

This situation is rare in thirty years.

Of course he does.

But she doesn't like it.

Wearing couple's clothes was something she and Shao Feng had done before, so how could it be applied to her and Jin Changning?

Looking at it, I always feel that it is nondescript.

Seeing how happy he was, she couldn't bear to disappoint him, so she let him lead her out.

After leaving the hotel gate, they called a car.

Xiao Jinghuan didn't know where he was going to take her.

In the past few years, she has been planning her life by herself. She is very clear about her daily schedule and controls her emotions rationally. This is the first time in many years that she wakes up in the morning and does not know what to do next. The feeling of being led by someone is a bit strange, but it's not too bad.

She thought about it carefully and realized that she still had a deep-rooted dependence and trust on him. Otherwise, how could she be easily manipulated by him.

*

Half an hour later, they arrived at their destination, a cemetery.

Walking on a quiet path, he held her hand, just like when he was a child.

Oh, no, they were brother and sister when they were children, and now they are husband and wife.

He originally had a happy family, with a father, a mother, a lovely sister, and a good family background. Later, in a car accident, he became an orphan. He was autistic and did not dare to interact with others.

It wasn't until the little daughter-in-law in Aunt Jin's belly finally appeared in front of him that his attention was completely attracted to her. From then on, he was only happy for her, only happy for her, and only opened his heart to her.

His life was saved by her.

It was true when I was a kid, and it is true now.

"Don't you want to tell me about your childhood?"

In the end, Xiao Jinghuan couldn't help but ask.

Because of these words, he stood still, stared, then smiled, took his hand, and kissed it with great piety:

"I was just wondering how long you would endure before asking about this."

"Hey, you seem to be becoming more and more scheming. Where is that silly energy when you were a child? Where did it go? Where did it go?"

She murmured softly.

"I have been trained by my brother-in-law."

He smiled and said with emotion:

"Huanhuan, you have never looked at me in the past few years."

If you had seen him with your eyes, you would have known that he was no longer the same person as before.

Because he didn't, he was forgotten - so regretfully forgotten, missed for so many years.

She was silent and had mixed emotions.

In the breeze, they walked slowly, holding a bouquet of flowers in their hands, and came to a marble tombstone. On it was a photo of a family of three, a majestic man, a beautiful young woman, and a beautiful girl.

There are three lines of words engraved on the stele: father Lanhai, mother Qiaoqiao, sister Lanyun Jiao's tomb.

A bouquet of flowers was delivered, and the fragrance of flowers was floating in the gentle breeze and under the faint sunshine.

"Dad, Mom, sister, I'm here to see you. Today is neither your memorial day nor your birthday, nor is it your wedding anniversary. You must be curious, why am I here? I brought a beautiful girl here..."

Jin Changning turned his head and glanced at the little woman beside him, his face full of tenderness: "Mom and Dad, this is your daughter-in-law, the apple of Aunt Jin's family. Yes, we are married. Today, I will take her to officially meet you. For a moment. Huanhuan, these are my parents, and my sister..."

Xiao Jinghuan looked at the group photo with a complicated expression, and suddenly thought, she clearly didn't want to admit her relationship with him, why now, when he brought her here, he had to call her again?

After calling her this once, doesn't that mean she has admitted that she is his wife and a member of their family?

But if she didn't scream, she would probably hurt his heart, and it would be a bit rude.

She looked at him and saw the deep emotion in his eyes. It was inappropriate to argue in front of his parents' graves.

So, she resignedly called out to the tombstone: "Dad, Mom, sister-in-law, hello, I am Xiao Jinghuan..."

Jin Changning laughed softly.

Such a scene was what he had dreamed of seeing for so many years.

When he came out, he suddenly hugged her at the gate and whispered in her ear:

"Huanhuan, thank you..."

Xiao Jinghuan actually wanted to push him away. Now, he kept hugging him again and again, which became more and more excessive. However, his voice was so soft, gentle and full of sensibility, which made her reluctant to let him go. She could only stay in silence. asked:

"Why thank me?"

"Thank you for giving me face and admitting that you are my wife in front of my parents and little sister."

"..."

Xiao Jinghuan glared at him:

"You deliberately?"

"Yes, I did it on purpose."

He is quite honest!

"Strike while the iron is hot, I want you to remember your current identity. Huanhuan, do you remember? You are my wife."

He pinched her face.

Xiao Jinghuan grabbed his hand and bit it hard:

"It's still early, Jin Changning, don't think that I will admit that I am your wife so easily. It depends on your performance. Again: If you can't change my view of you, there will be changes in our future at any time. .Don’t think that you can just sleep with me.”

"bad girl."

He touched her hair helplessly and pecked her lips.

It's really difficult.

"Where to go now?"

Her face turned red for no reason, she was really not used to such intimacy.

"My old home."

*

There is a farm in the suburbs. There is a very ordinary small building on the farm. The architectural style is very old-fashioned, which is completely different from the surrounding small bungalows with red bricks and green tiles.

It can be seen that the house has been renovated and painted with Bond paint, and the small garden has been repaired. However, the layout of the house is old and short. It can be seen at a glance that this is an old house with a history of thirty or forty years.

Maybe, in the past, it was western style, but now in the 21st century, it can be regarded as an antique.

Before coming, they went to a nearby vegetable market to buy food and then walked there.

Along the way, I met several aunts and ladies. When they saw Jin Changning, they said hello:

"Xiaolan, why are you free today?"

"Xiaolan, is this beautiful girl your wife?"

Jin Changning answered a few words with them, and those aunties sighed:

"Not bad, this girl is good-looking and matches your class!"

And she just smiled.

Opening the door, the designs inside are all old-fashioned, making people feel as if they have returned to the 1970s and 1980s, and there is still a musty smell in the air.

Xiao Jinghuan looked around curiously and found that the room was full of dust. It's not very thick, but the thin layer is enough to prove that no one lives here.

"People often come to help take care of the garden outside, but I haven't let anyone come in inside the house. It's a bit dirty. Huanhuan, why don't you go for a walk outside the house and I'll clean it up before you come in."

Jin Changning rolled up his sleeves, wiped the table first, and put all the things he bought on it.

"Why do I have to go out? Don't look down on me so much! When I was in England, I did everything by myself. Jin Changning, in your eyes, will I always be that delicate girl who won't grow up?"

She threw the bag on a clean spot on the table and stretched out her hand to him:

"Give me a rag and I can help you!"

Jin Changning glanced at the slender hands as white as jade, and smiled at the corners of his lips:

"If you are willing to help, of course I am. Wait, I will go find..."

He went to the drawer and found two clean rags, which he had cleaned and put there after he came here half a year ago.

"You clean up the kitchen, and I'll clean the upstairs. We'll sleep here tonight."

"oh!"

She nodded, took the rag, and took an enamel basin to collect water, ready to start.

"Wait a moment."

Jin Changning suddenly pulled her into his arms.

"what?"

She raised her head and stared at him strangely.

Why did I hug you so well?

Then he was lightly pecked on the lip.

"Hello……"

Somehow why did he kiss me again?

But the layers of tenderness in his eyes made her look a little dazed. He even reached out his hand and gently rubbed her head:

"Thanks!"

He said.

Thank her for not resenting the dilapidation of his home, and thank her for her willingness to help him maintain this home.

---Digression---See you tomorrow!