Fang Qingming's brows furrowed again.

"I'm just, too scared, to lose it all, to lose you. Song Xiangran frowned slightly, looked at Fang Qingming and said.

"Why do you say that?" Fang Qingming was stunned for a moment, obviously a little surprised by what Song Xiangran said.

Before that, Fang Qingming thought about it for a long time, and only thought that maybe Song Xiangran couldn't make up his mind because he couldn't regret his marriage after marrying a soldier.

But looking at Song Xiangran's tone now, it seems that there is another reason.

Song Xiangran sighed helplessly and said, "Brother Qingming, I told you that I was reborn and came back, you haven't forgotten it, have you?"

"How could I forget to ......" Fang Qingming frowned very distressedly, thinking of what Song Xiangran said, the suffering and sins he suffered in his previous life, Fang Qingming was distressed.

"Have you ever thought that since I can come, isn't it, maybe at some point, God will let me leave, maybe...... What I'm going through now is just a dream. Song Xiangran smiled helplessly and said to Fang Qingming.

Regarding this point, Fang Qingming had never thought about it, because Song Xiangran was just sitting in front of him now?

Thinking of this, Fang Qingming immediately hugged Song Xiangran tightly and said, "Xiangran, don't think about it, no, since God is willing to give you this chance, how can you easily take it back?"

"I'm so scared of the feeling of getting all the good things and then finding myself with nothing. Song Xiangran said, and his nose began to sour.

To this day, Song Xiangran no longer dares to think carefully, what if one day, he suddenly returned to his previous life, in that dark cellar, and found that his suicide was unsuccessful......

Muddy life...... Song Xiangran didn't want to live like this anymore.

If he wanted to taste the pain of loss, Song Xiangran would rather never get it.

Therefore, whether it was agreeing to Fang Qingming's pursuit, or making up his mind to marry Fang Qingming, Song Xiangran was not ready to lose.

But since the last time I chatted with Jiang Xin, Jiang Xin's courage inspired Song Xiangran.

Just because Jiang Xin said that some things have been obtained, okay, at least looking back, it can be regarded as a sweet dream. If you can't get it, then it's an ordinary dream. At the end of the day, there's nothing to lose.

Hearing this, Fang Qingming already roughly understood what Song Xiangran meant.

"Brother Qingming, I, I never thought about who I could spend the rest of my life with, until I met you. Song Xiangran said, wiping his tears.

At this moment, Fang Qingming was very moved in his heart, Fang Qingming, who had always been strong, and the iron-clad man couldn't help the softness in his heart, and he wanted to shed a few tears.

Song Xiangran smiled and said to Fang Qingming: "So, Fang Qingming, I have never wanted to marry you because this is a military marriage, and I can't regret it after getting married." ”

"If I had to do it all over again, I would still promise you, be with you, and be engaged to you. It's just ......" Song Xiangran said as he spoke, suddenly bursting into tears and laughing.

Hearing the words "just", Fang Qingming instantly became nervous.

I only heard Song Xiangran say with a smile: "I will promise you without hesitation." ”

"Fang Qingming, let's get married. Song Xiangran threw herself into Fang Qingming's arms and said with a smile.

Fang Qingming was stunned for a moment before slowly nodding and saying, "Okay." ”

From that day on, Fang Qingming and Song Xiangran were reconciled, and since the two met, it was the first time that they had such a big quarrel, and the curtain came to an end.

As soon as he returned home, Song Xiangran told his parents the news.

After Gao Huijuan and Song Jianguo heard about it, they were very happy, and the two of them immediately began to flip through the calendar to find out what date was suitable for Song Xiangran and Fang Qingming to marry.

After Fang Qingming went home, he wanted to tell Chen Meiyun and Fang Weihua, but found that neither of them was at home, and even the kid with Fang Qingran was gone.

Fang Qingming shook his head and said to himself: "This family, as soon as I left with my front foot, they left with my back foot. ”

After washing up, Fang Qingming cleaned up and went back to his room, thinking that it would not be too late to tell Chen Meiyun and Fang Weihua about this matter tomorrow.

At night, the moonlight was bright and the breeze was smooth, Fang Qingming looked at the moon outside the window, and the smiling face of Song Xiangran saying to himself today "Let's get married" appeared in his mind, and Fang Qingming couldn't help but laugh too.

It's a pity that Fang Qingming has no one to share this joy.

Tossing and turning, Fang Qingming couldn't sleep because he was too excited.

After thinking about it, Fang Qingming still dialed Zhang Yu's phone.

On the other side of the phone, Zhang Yu was going to be with Song Cha, but he was suddenly disturbed by the sound of the landline ringing.

Therefore, when answering the phone, Zhang Yu, who has always been mild-tempered, did not speak in a very good tone.

"Hey, who's it?" Zhang Yu rubbed his messy hair and said impatiently into the microphone.

Fang Qingming was stunned for a moment and said, "Octopus, am I disturbing you?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yu raised his head and glanced at the clock on the wall, and sneered at Fang Qingming in the microphone: "You also know that it disturbed us, Fang Qingming, why don't you look at the time, what time is it?"

"It's not twelve o'clock yet. Fang Qingming looked up at the clock hanging on the wall and said.

"It's not twelve. Zhang Yu held his breath and said, "But it's also too late...... Forget it, if there's something, say it quickly. ”

Zhang Yu thought about it, and hurriedly added: "It's best to do something important." ”

"It's very important......" Fang Qingming said as he touched his chin with a smile.

Fang Qingming is so busy these days that he doesn't have time to pamper himself, and the stubble on his chin feels prickly.

Song Cha next to him lay on the bed for a long time, but he didn't see Zhang Yu coming, and he was a little unhappy, so he walked barefoot next to Zhang Yu.

"Who, so late?" Song Cha has been accustomed to having long hair in recent years, and her jet-black hair is slightly naturally curly, with some fluffy and messy beauty.

"It was Qing Ming who called. As soon as Zhang Yu saw Song Cha, his tone immediately softened.

"What's the matter, Fang Qingming must have something to do when he called so late, right?" Song Cha rubbed his eyes and asked Zhang Yudao.

Fang Qingming on the other end of the phone smiled from ear to ear and said, "Xiang Ran agreed to marry me." ”

"What? You're finally getting married!"

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