Han Lie felt as if his heart had been shaken by something.

Mai Xiuze patted Han Lie on the shoulder: "I haven't seen my little niece and daughter-in-law yet, so I haven't been able to see with my own eyes what she has become now." But I firmly believe that since she has avoided you for three years and has not heard from you, she has not let you go yet. How much she liked you back then, how deeply you hurt her, can it be completely healed in three years? unless the man who is by her side now is really good enough. ”

"Anyway, I have to go and see my little nephew. How much manpower, material, and financial resources have I spent in the past three years? I have to see her and teach her a good lesson!" Mai Xiuze rubbed his hands, swept past Han Lie and walked out, and said at the end: "As for you...... That's all I have to say, and everything I can say has been said. Do you like to go or not? ”

The door was slammed, and Han Lie was the only one left in the room, standing alone in place and not moving for a long time.

***

On the other hand, since Tong Qiangqiang returned to the manor in the Hunter Valley, he finally began to devote himself to the preparation for marriage, and only then did he have the appearance of a bride-to-be.

However, it was purely her personal preparations, including trying on wedding dresses, ordering bouquets, and doing beauty treatments to keep her skin and spirit in tip-top shape on her wedding day.

The rest of the wedding reception, guest list, wedding scene set-up, etc. Yan Xi had already done it, and there was no need for Tong Qiangqiang to worry about it.

In fact, their wedding was originally just a simple event.

On the Liang family's side, Liang Dawson immigrated to Australia very early, and he basically has no contact with the people in his hometown. When Zhuang Yirou was young, in order to be with Liang Dawson, who was a poor boy at the time, he also broke off relations with his family. The rest of the friends are not of much value to invite.

On the Yan family's side, Yan Xi's parents are no longer there. He stays in Australia all year round and doesn't seem to have much contact with his relatives, so he doesn't have any guests to invite.

The most important thing is that she and Yan Xi's views are very compatible, and they both believe that the precious moment of marriage only needs to be shared with the people you love the most, and there are the closest people by your side to witness their happiness.

In this way, the two hit it off, and the wedding venue was directly set in that small church. Originally, even no outsiders wanted to be alarmed, and after thinking twice, Mrs. Smith was invited.

On the night of the dinner at the Liang family's manor, Yan Xi was absent, and Yan Jia said that it was because the yellow ribbon on the olive tree was blown away by the wind, so Zhuang Yirou once again evoked a deep longing for her daughter. Tong Qiangqiang and Han Lie left Australia the next day and did not know that Zhuang Yirou was bedridden and did not return to New Zealand for the time being, and stayed in the manor to recuperate.

Mrs. Smith and Zhuang Yirou are old friends, but also suffer from missing their daughter, so they often talk to Zhuang Yirou or go for a walk nearby. was once two people and women flipped through photo albums with each other to talk about the past, Zhuang Yirou accidentally found the jade pendant worn by Tong Qiangqiang in that group photo, and hurriedly found Yan Xi - the jade pendant was given to Liang Yin by Yan Xi.

After some tossing, Yan Xi was able to find Rongcheng, find Tong Qiangqiang, and confirm her identity. Yes, to count, it can be said that if there is no Mrs. Smith. Tong Qiangqiang may not be able to return to the Liang family so far.

Originally, it was a bit nerve-wracking how to convince Mrs. Smith to help her keep her identity secret, but now that she had met Han Lie, it didn't matter. Tong Qiangqiang smiled and wrote Mrs. Smith's name on the invitation, planning to visit her in person later.

An arm silently came up around his waist.

Tong Qiangqiang didn't look back, took the initiative to smile and approached his arms, picked up the freshly written invitation and enjoyed it with him in mid-air, and asked his opinion: "How is my handwriting?"

Yan Xi raised his other free hand, held Tong Qiangqiang's hand holding the invitation, pretended to consider it for two seconds, and said, "Well, it seems that you can leave the school." ”

"Really?" Tong Qiangqiang turned around in excitement for a while, but his head hit Yan Xi's chin hard. Yan Xi covered his chin and tasted a little jealous, "Murder my husband......"

Tong Qiangqiang's two arms hooked Yan Xi's neck, leaned close to his chin and snorted twice, and repeated the previous question with crooked eyebrows: "Is it really possible to leave the school?"

Yan Xi's two arms were wrapped around Tong Qiangqiang's waist, and his expression was a kind of helplessness that was ignored, and he said, "Yes, you can go out of the school." ”

Tong Qiangqiang pursed his mouth: "Why can't I write your sense of fluency?"

Yan Xi writes in beautiful English font. The words she had seen on the oak barrels at the entrance of the chapel and at the entrance of Y&L Winery had all been written by Yan Xi. Not to mention the poems on the backs of those old red wine bottles, all of which were written by Yan Xi with a quill.

Quill pen. It was the behavior of an English aristocratic gentleman that could only be appreciated in a movie.

From the first time he saw Yan Xi's words written with a quill, Tong Qiangqiang worshipped him as a teacher. In the two years of study, in addition to her schoolwork, she worked hardest to imitate Yan Xi's handwriting.

"Fool, that sense of fluidity takes years to build. You've only been studying for three years, but I've been writing since I was a child, so of course I can't compare. Yan Xi hooked the tip of Tong Qiangqiang's nose, "You've done a good job." I don't believe you can take it out for Yan Jia to take a look at now, I guess even she can't tell if it's my character or your handwriting. ”

Tong Qiangqiang smiled back again, looking very happy.

"Ahem. ”

Suddenly, someone coughed unnaturally.

Tong Qiang heard the prestige.

Yan Jia stood at the door, looked at the two people who were hugging each other with a faint expression, and said, "Aunt Liang asked me to ask you, do you want to go to Mrs. Smith?"

"Go, go!" Tong Qiangqiang nodded hurriedly.

Yan Jia relayed: "Then hurry up." Aunt Liang said that the weather is cold, you go early and come back early. ”

Tong Qiangqiang and Yan Xi glanced at each other and stuck out their tongues.

***

Yan Jia was going to drive back to Y&L Winery, and took Tong Qiangqiang and Yan Xi to the Smiths' private winery.

Zhuang Yirou greeted Mrs. Smith in advance, only saying that her daughter Liang Yin would come to visit with Yan Xi.

After pressing the doorbell, Tong Qiangqiang clearly heard someone running quickly to answer the door, with a joyful call: "Mom! it should be Sister Liang and her fiancé are here!"

Tong Qiangqiang recognized An Lu's voice almost immediately.

The moment the door opened, the familiar face of An Lu, who had not been seen for a long time, came into view, and Tong Qiangqiang greeted with a smile: "Little deer, long time no see." ”

An Lu was stunned for five seconds, staring at Tong Qiangqiang with an incredible expression, and looked her up and down: "You...... You...... You are...... How do you ......"

"Is something wrong? Didn't you say that people were coming? Why didn't there move?" Mrs. Smith walked over suspiciously, and when she saw Tong Qiangqiang, she was also stunned, but Bi'an Lu's reaction was faster: "Qiangqiang?!"

An Lu suddenly came back to his senses: "Sister Qiangqiang...... It's really Sister Qiangqiang......"

Mrs. Smith stepped forward in surprise and touched Tong Qiangqiang's face: "You, why are you here? You, aren't you missing? You, you ......?"

She was so excited that she couldn't organize her words. Tong Qiangqiang smiled calmly: "Aren't you waiting for me and Yan Xi?"

Mrs. Smith and An Lu were both stunned, and then they saw Yan Xi behind Tong Qiangqiang, and suddenly became more and more confused: "What, what's going on?"

Tong Qiangqiang gently hugged Mrs. Smith: "I'm not Qiangqiang, I'm Liang Yin." ”

A few minutes later, several people were sitting in the living room.

On the table were specially prepared refreshments by Mrs. Smith.

Mrs. Smith and An Lu had not yet shaken over the matter of Tong Qiangqiang becoming Liang Yin, and they were speechless for a while.

Tong Qiangqiang ate calmly, and then handed the freshly baked Italian bread dipped in butter and volcanic black salt to Yan Xi's mouth: "Taste it." It tastes great this way!"

Yan Xi smiled and opened his mouth to take a bite.

Tong Qiangqiang stuffed the remaining bread after he had bitten it directly into his mouth, and after chewing and swallowing it, he bent his eyebrows and praised: "Mrs. Smith's craftsmanship is better than before." ”

Mrs. Smith said, "If you like it, I'll bring some back in a moment, there's still something inside." ”

Tong Qiangqiang nodded "mm-hmm" and moved the plate in front of An Lu: "Xiaolu, you also eat it, what are you doing just looking at me?"

An Lu rested on the table with his hands, supported his chin, and stared at Tong Qiangqiang with a slight tilt of his head: "Qiang-Sister Liang, you are different from before." ”

Tong Qiangqiang replied: "I haven't seen you for three years." You're not the same as before. ”

She was very relieved that An Lu was very healthy now, as if she had recovered the An Lu she knew at the beginning, lively and smart. Mr. Smith and Mrs. Smith took good care of Anlu.

An Lu's hands compared a flower to his face: "Isn't it more beautiful than before?"

Tong Qiangqiang gently pinched An Lu's face, and teased her words: "Yes, it's so beautiful that I almost can't recognize you." ”

"That's thanks to having a beautiful mother. An Lu hugged Mrs. Smith with a deliberate dogleg and flattery.

Mrs. Smith covered her mouth and smiled: "Lao Wang sells melons, are you ashamed." ”

An Lu grimaced.

Tong Qiangqiang and Yan Xi couldn't help laughing.

Mrs. Smith looked at Tong Qiangqiang, and said with emotion: "I didn't expect it." I really didn't expect that. It turns out that you are the daughter of Erou. Then she complained. "No wonder Dason and Eroy haven't been to Sydney for the past two years, and I thought they were separated from me and ill again. When I first learned that Erou's daughter had not only been found, but was about to get married, I was so happy that I took the fawn to the Hunter's Valley the next day. As a result, I didn't see you.

"At that time, I thought it was strange to have a gentle attitude, why didn't I let you come out to meet people. I didn't think much of it. Now I finally understand that it was to hide your news. As she spoke, she probably remembered something, and glanced at Yan Xi with some scruples.

"yes. I'm worried that Han Lie will know where I am. ”

Tong Qiangqiang's confession directly stunned Mrs. Smith.

"It's okay now. Han Lie and I just met two days ago. He knew I was getting married. I'm already at odds with him. Tong Qiangqiang continued to confess indifferently. It's probably broken. Look at his resolute attitude that day.

Mrs. Smith was silent for a long time. Seeing that Tong Qiangqiang was frank and frank as a party, she didn't need to hide it, so she muttered softly: "This is also good...... You are destined......"

Tong Qiangqiang pursed his lips and did not say a word.

Immediately afterwards, An Lu basically asked Tong Qiangqiang with great interest about the hotel sleep tester, Tong Qiangqiang opened the conversation box, and told her a lot of her experience and experience in this industry for a year, the more the two chatted, the more energetic, and then Mrs. Smith reminded An Lu not to delay Tong Qiangqiang's time, so he stopped for the time being.

"I can't say that it's delayed, it's not delayed. If you are interested, please contact me often in the future. Tong Qiangqiang handed Mrs. Smith the specially written wedding invitation, "Although you are already very clear about my wedding, I still want to give you the invitation." This is the only invitation in a lifetime. ”

When he said the last sentence, Tong Qiangqiang turned his head to look at Yan Xi, and the waves that were crashing into his eyes were like water.

Mrs. Smith took the invitation, looked at the clasped hands of the two, and sighed quietly in her heart.

Farewell Mrs. Smith came out, about three or four o'clock, but the sky was overcast and gray, as if something was brewing. Tong Qiangqiang led Yan Xi to Y&L Winery, and not long after, the sky began to sprinkle fine snow foam. The rare snow made Tong Qiangqiang a little excited, and he dragged Yan Xi to slow down.

Although Yan Xi was helpless, he also indulged Tong Qiangqiang, held her hand and put it in his pocket, and the two slowly walked in the quiet fluttering snow.

This journey from Mr. and Mrs. Smith to Y&L Winery, Tong Qiangqiang only stumbled once three years ago, and the season is different, and it is snowing at this moment, and the scenery and mood are also different.

As they walked, the snow became heavier, and the two of them picked up their pace again and took a shortcut into the chapel.

"So it's a short way from the small church to the back?" Tong Qiangqiang felt a little magical, "I walked into the church before, and walked along the corridor of the side entrance, so I accidentally broke into your winery." ”

"I've heard Yan Jia mention it. Say it's the first time you've met. Yan Xi's tone was very regretful and regretful, "twice." If you stumble into my winery. I could have come out earlier, or I had gone to Liang's house that night, and you could have come back earlier. ”

Tong Qiangqiang's eyes flashed imperceptibly, and his expression was slightly compassionate.

Three years ago, after returning to Rongcheng from Australia, too many things have happened. An Lu had a miscarriage, she had a miscarriage, Zhong was in crisis, Zhong Yuanshan fell ill, and then Zeng Hao appeared......

Shaking her head, she tried to wipe the past from her mind.

"What's wrong?" Yan Xi could magically detect small fluctuations in her mood for the first time.

Tong Qiangqiang hugged his arm tightly, and continued his previous words: "I'm glad you missed me both times." ”

Yan Xi looked puzzled.

Tong Qiangqiang curled his lips lightly, shook his head, and didn't tell him the answer.

At that time, she was pregnant with Zhong Wenhao's child in her belly, and she only had Han Lie in her eyes. In that way, if she had been seen by Yan Xi with her own eyes, it would only be more embarrassing for her now.

She doesn't say. Yan Xi didn't force her either.

Tong Qiangqiang looked up at the cross in front of him, tilted his head and leaned on Yan Xi's shoulder, and asked, "The day after tomorrow, we will get married here." Right?"

"Hmm. As if she knew what she wanted in her heart, Yan Xi should be very firm in this syllable.

Tong Qiangqiang's eyes smiled into a soft arc.

Yan Xi's broad, warm palm wrapped around hers, and the two went out through the side door of the small church and continued to walk. When I returned to Y&L Winery, the snow had already turned into a large snowflake, and the white head of the Brokeback Mountain could be faintly seen in the distance. The air was as familiar as ever, with the familiar aroma of wine, now mixed with the smell of cold snow.

Hair and shoulders were suddenly tapped. Tong Qiangqiang turned around, and it was Yan Xi who was brushing her hair and the snow off her shoulders. Staring at his shoulder, which was also covered with snowflakes, she grinned and gently patted him with her white teeth, and couldn't help but say, "It turns out that when you are old and your hair is gray, you look like this." ”

Yan Xi smiled lightly, and immediately touched her cold cheeks, frowning slightly. Wrap your arms around her shoulders: "Come into the house, don't freeze!"

Yan Jia, who heard the movement, came up from under the cellar, only to find that there was blood outside, and saw that Tong Qiangqiang and Yan Xi were shivering, and hurriedly helped them burn ginger tea.

Tong Qiangqiang was called by Yan Xi to take a shower and change clothes.

When she came out again, she wiped her hair with a towel, walked to the window, and opened the curtain in one corner.

The things around are shrouded in snow, pure and untouched by the slightest desire, silent and gentle.

"Come and drink ginger tea. ”

Tong Qiangqiang turned around when he heard the sound.

Yan Xi walked straight to the sofa with the bowl, put the bowl on the coffee table, and waved at her.

Tong Qiangqiang walked over obediently. The wall of the bowl was hot, and it was particularly warm in the palm of her hand, and she drank it to the bottom in one gulp, and the bowl felt hot from her throat to her stomach.

Yan Xi took back the empty bowl and said, "Aunt Liang just called and said that the snow was falling too much. Worried that it is not safe to drive, let's not go back to the manor tonight. ”

"Ah, what should I do, I still have a lot of luggage to pack!" Tong Qiangqiang was very worried.

More nerve-wracking than the wedding the day after tomorrow was the next honeymoon.

She and Yan Xi booked a ticket for the wedding day, and as soon as the chapel service was over, they went straight to the airport to fly to Greece, and then to other countries in Europe in Greece. When she was going to play for a month, she was nervous about how to make her clothes and cosmetics the most convenient to carry.

"It doesn't matter. I looked at the weather forecast, and the snow will be almost overnight, and you will continue to clean up tomorrow. Yan Xi rubbed the corners of her forehead a little helplessly. "No amount of time given to you will be as efficient as the last minute of the press. ”

Tong Qiangqiang: "......" people are difficult to dismantle and cut down!

Yan Xi then said: "For the modification of the wedding dress, I will ask the designer to send it here tomorrow morning." You try it right away, and if it doesn't fit anymore, she can just take it away and continue to cultivate. There is no need to bother people to run to the manor again. ”

Tong Qiangqiang fell on the sofa on his stomach: "Okay, I know...... It's been revised three times, why doesn't it fit......"

Seeing her depressed expression, Yan Xi sat on the sofa, picked up her feet and put them on his lap, rubbed her cold feet, and said in a slightly harsh tone: "Shouldn't you blame yourself?" How can a wedding dress fit? So for these two days, continue to maintain a good diet and rest. ”

"Where did you lose weight?" Tong Qiangqiang retorted and sat up from the sofa and leaned directly in front of Yan Xi, "You pinch, I obviously have an extra circle of fat on my waist." ”

Yan Xi really stretched out his fingers and pinched it, but he pinched Tong Qiangqiang's itchy flesh. Tong Qiangqiang suddenly became agitated, grabbed his hand with a wry smile and didn't let him scratch it again, and happened to take him to the sofa together.

The two of them quieted down at the same time, the tips of their noses touching each other, their breaths smelling each other, and their eyes facing each other.

Yan Xi's face lowered slightly, and he gently kissed Tong Qiangqiang's lips.

Tong Qiangqiang's hand moved up from his side, wrapped around his neck, and responded to him.

His kisses are just as delicate and gentle as his own. It's not overbearing or ferocious, it's very relaxing, and then unconsciously blends with him in relaxation, like enjoying the wind of a spring afternoon.

After a moment of entanglement, he left her lips.

Tong Qiangqiang gasped slightly, feeling the changes in his body, and his heart was beating a little fast.

Yan Xi stared at her deeply, stretched out his fingers, gently brushed the lock of hair blocking her eyes behind her ears, and asked gently, "Is Auntie gone?"

Tong Qiangqiang bowed slightly: "I just left yesterday." ”

The back of Yan Xi's hand rubbed her flying red face: "Aunt Liang has actually been urging me and you to have a child." ”

Tong Qiangqiang pursed his lips and said with confidence: "I know...... She also nagged me the other day. ”

The curvature of Yan Xi's lip line is slightly shallow: "No hurry." Wait until you are well conditioned and mentally prepared. ”

Tong Qiangqiang's palm covered Yan Xi's eyes.

"What's wrong?" Yan Xi asked unhurriedly.

Tong Qiangqiang tried hard to hold back the tears that were ready to burst in his eyes, and tried his best to keep his voice steady: "Are you sure you want to marry me?"

Although his eyes were covered by her, she could still see his expression clearly, and he became serious for a moment, and asked rhetorically, "Did I make you feel undetermined?"

Tong Qiangqiang's tears immediately filled his eyes again, withdrew the hand that blocked Yan Xi's eyes, hugged him, buried his face in his shoulder socket, blocked his tears, and said in an astringent voice: "No." You're good. You're exceptionally nice. It's me who is bad. You know, I-"

"Say no more. Yan Xi rarely used a commanding tone to her, and hugged Tong Qiangqiang tightly, "You are Liang Yin." You are my Liang Yin. ”

***

After Tong Qiangqiang fell asleep, Yan Xi came out of her room lightly, stared at her right shoulder, raised her arm and pressed it, and felt the coldness of her hand.

He stood still for a moment. Yan Jia came out of the shadows: "Brother." ”

Yan Xi shook back to his senses and was stunned: "What's wrong?"

Yan Jia looked like he had been waiting for him for a while. If it weren't for her, she wouldn't be like this.

Sure enough, Yan Jia took out his mobile phone and shook it gently: "Did you blacklist all their numbers?"

Yan Xi rubbed his eyebrows and eyes, and his expression looked annoying.

Yan Jia glanced at Tong Qiangqiang's room: "There is always a price." Since you chose to take the initiative to contact them and ask them to help you bring people out of Rongcheng, you should have expected the consequences. ”

Yan Xi was silent.

"Don't you ask, what's the excuse this time?"

Yan Xi walked straight to his room, and said with a cold back: "You also said that it was an excuse." What's so nice about that. ”

***

A good night's sleep without dreams. Tong Qiangqiang slept until he woke up naturally, and lazily lay on the bed for a while, turned over to look at the time, only to find that it was already ten o'clock.

Yesterday she couldn't go back to the manor, and tomorrow is the wedding and she is going to leave for Greece, thinking about it, she feels that she is busy today, and hurriedly gets up from the bed.

The curtains were opened, and at the beginning of the snow, there was quite a lot of snow on the ground. And most of them haven't been melted yet. She put her busyness behind for a while, and hurriedly ran downstairs, shouting as she ran: "Yan Xi Yan Xi Yan Xi! Come and build a little snowman with me!"

The footsteps were loud and cheerful, and halfway through the swirling staircase, Tong Qiangqiang suddenly stopped.

The three men sitting across from each other in the living room had already focused their eyes on her.

Yan Xi, Mai Xiuze, Han Lie.