Sweetheart observed Situ Qinglang's expression, but most of the time he looked the same - no expression.

For a moment, the sweetheart couldn't guess whether his words were true or not.

"Okay then, where are you going?" she had to give up inquiring, anyway, for Qing Lang, he would definitely not say what he didn't want to say.

There is a garden landscape in Wong Tai Sin called "Congxin Garden", quite a southern winding path, pavilions, pavilions, rockeries and stubborn stones, Situ Qinglang took sweetheart to rest in the pavilion for a while, seeing that she has been playing with that little bag in her hand, she couldn't help but be angry, and complained: "Throw it away, what do you always do with it, who knows where this thing comes from." ”

"How can you say that. Sweetheart quickly shoved the bag into her pocket and argued, "Maybe it could really save our lives!"

"What can a broken rope save, you're a college student, don't always say these embarrassing remarks. ”

Shame on people? Sweetheart looked at Situ Qinglang in disbelief, and thought uneasily-even if he didn't like it or didn't believe it, was this word a little too much?

Situ Qinglang realized that his words were too heavy, but he didn't know how to redeem them, so he had to say perfunctorily: "Forget it, if you like it, keep it." ”

"Qinglang, do you really have nothing to hide from me? To be honest, I think your attitude has been a little wrong since you talked to him. ”

Situ Qinglang was spied on, and he couldn't explain it, so he had to sigh, and said after a while: "Come here, let me hold you." ”

Sweetheart obediently stepped forward, Situ Qinglang encircled him in his arms, and Sweetheart sat quietly like a kitten, resting her head on his chest, blowing the wind in the yard.

"It's a bad thing, but I don't want to say it. Situ Qinglang was silent for a while, breaking the deadlock.

"Forget what you don't want to say, I'm so fragile, if I believe what I say, I'm afraid I'll have a bad life every day in the future. Sweetheart comforted him flatteringly.

Situ Qinglang was full of depression and had nowhere to release, his mind was full of the sentence "one is the heir", the old man spoke slurredly, what would happen to their first child?

He loves this family, although it is only two people now, but he has invisibly begun to look forward to their future children, but he didn't expect that the child's affairs have not been skimmed, and he was suddenly told that the poor little future will be in danger.

Seeing that he was frowning, Sweetheart finally regretted it a little, and she said sadly: "I'm sorry Qinglang, I knew I wouldn't count these things." ”

"It doesn't matter. Situ Qinglang forced a smile and touched her little brain, "If you believe it, if you don't believe it, you won't believe it." ”

Sweetheart's mind went blank, because Qinglang, who didn't believe these things at first, suddenly became very unhappy, but what kind of prediction could shake his iron heart? Sweetheart felt that it must be something terrible.

Situ Qinglang couldn't help but think again--will he and his sweetheart be separated? Is it because of a third party? Because of whose third party?

What does it mean to "have love in your heart but not be firm"? Who is not firm? Is one of them shaken? One of them no longer loves the other?

And "there is a hardship in life", what does this difficulty mean? He and his sweetheart are so good, he really can't think of where this ordeal comes from, but he also says "it will come soon", even if he doesn't believe it, he will still be relieved.

"Qinglang?" Sweetheart raised her head and kissed him on the lips, "Don't think about it anymore, you said that it was all fake, I won't believe it, even if there is a mistress in our marriage, I won't part with you, I want to work hard to defend our marriage!"

She resolutely made a fist gesture, and her fierce little appearance of gritting her teeth made Situ Qinglang laugh. He kissed her back and touched her little brain: "Look at what is in that bag, if it is a red rope that can be tied on your hand, I will help you tie it." ”

Sweetheart obediently opened it to look at it, and when she held it in the palm of her hand, the two of them were dumbfounded—it was broken.

A red rope woven into the shape of a bracelet breaks in two.

Situ Qinglang couldn't cry or laugh - not only was he cursed for a long time, but he also received a defective product in the end.

The two looked at each other, not understanding what they meant, and the sweetheart tried to touch her wrist and found that she couldn't wear it at all.

“…… Bad. She whispered.

"Maybe let's hold one of our own, and we can use it as a token in the future. "Situ Qinglang is full of ghosts.

Sweetheart burst out laughing, and her mood was much better, and she guessed: "Could it be that you asked for it from Yue Lao? If we separate in the future, the two of us will recognize each other by this?"

"Maybe it is. Situ Qinglang nodded solemnly.

Sweetheart pinched his face, rubbed it, and laughed: "My husband is so funny! Thank you husband for your cooperation with me! I really love you!"

"I love you too. Situ Qinglang said from the bottom of his heart and seriously, "Even if anything happens, I will not betray you, let alone part with you." ”

This promise made both of them feel better, and the sweetheart no longer dwelled on this unhappy matter, and her attention was finally successfully distracted.

She glanced at a sign with red letters next to her and read, "Private garden, please do not disturb." ”

"Wow!" she sighed, "this is someone else's back garden?

Situ Qinglang smiled dumbly: "From there, the place where it is fenced, we are still in Congxinyuan, don't be nervous." ”

"It's so rich. Sweetheart stuck out her tongue and muttered as she looked at the huge koi swimming around the pond and fountain, "How can they be so rich, do you think this is Li Ka-shing's house?"

"His family is not here, you look down on people. Situ Qinglang knocked on her brain, "You know a lot, envy? Then my husband will also buy you a villa and raise a group of fish in the yard." ”

"You're talking like an upstart now!" Sweetheart said, glancing at him in disgust, wondering, "Are the troops paid so much, and why are you so rich?"

Situ Qinglang couldn't cry or laugh, he had been in the army for so long, and it was the first time he heard that the army had paid his salary.

"What kind of salary, the army will pay a few salaries at most, this is your husband and my private money. ”

"Why do you have so much money!, are you doing something bad?" Sweetheart asked, pouting.

"How can I do bad things, I'm a decent person, and the one I've done the most so far is my sweetheart. Situ Qinglang punned on her words and pinched her little pp ****.

Sweetheart blushed instantly, stinky, stinky military scum!

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