When Han Shenyan said the five words "We Are Married", a mixed feeling of chaos came to his heart irrepressibly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because of this show, and because of Zheng Xiyan.

When his agent Jiang Chengguo asked himself if he wanted to be on this show, he actually didn't feel good.

Although "My Knot" is not the main reason why the two of them have come to this point, if it hadn't appeared abruptly, maybe things would have really been different from now.

Therefore, he is a little resistant to the name "My Knot", and it has been two months, he has never watched this show at a glance, and he deliberately does not pay attention to any news about it on the Internet.

Because it hurts.

If possible, he didn't want to have anything to do with the show.

It's just that......

Can he really refuse?

"This time, you really thought about it, right? It won't be like it was two years ago, right? ”

This is the question he asked himself after he asked Jiang Chengguo to return.

At that time, I answered very firmly.

"Brother, I've missed it once. I won't be this time, please trust me one more time, brother. ”

This is not only an answer, but also a commitment.

So, what reason should I take to refuse a variety show that is very helpful to my career and dreams?

On what grounds?

I don't like this variety show? I don't want to participate?

This is not a child's home, this is his career, his job.

I've already been a deserter once, and I'm not qualified to do it a second time. He is no longer qualified to be willful.

So he could only say yes.

As he was thinking, the car door was pulled open from the outside.

A gust of cold wind swept into the car, cooling Han Shenyan's somewhat irritable mood.

There were two people standing outside the car, both wearing the work clothes of China Radio and Television, and the person behind them also carried a camera on his shoulder. Obviously, it's the staff of "My Knot".

"Mr. Han, this is your first assignment today." As he spoke, the staff handed over a box.

Han Shenyan nodded, took the box and opened it, there was a card inside, as well as paper and pens.

He picked up the card and looked at it, and it was written very simply.

"Groom, do you have anything to expect from your new wife? What do you want to say to her? Please write them all down. ”

Newlywed wife?

A smiling figure flashed in his mind.

At that time, she smiled very brightly and clearly.

Han Shenyan picked up the pen and paper, thought for a while, and then wrote.

"Hello, my wife."

"Although we haven't met yet, although we don't know each other yet."

"But from today on, we are the closest people in the world."

"So, please take care of me in the future."

"What I imagine you to look like?"

At this point, he paused, the joints of his grip turned white, and the tip of the pen pressed down hard, almost penetrating the paper.

But he still endured the churning in his heart and continued to write.

"You should have a delicate look so that I will fall in love with you at first sight."

"You should have a bright smile, and if your watery smile will only bloom for me, then it will be a happy thing."

"You should have clear eyes, so that I can see your joys and sorrows in your eyes."

"You should be full of healthy vitality so that I don't worry about you."

"You should also be willing to share with me your emotions, whether they are happy or sad, whether they are happy or sad. I wish I could be a part of your life. ”

"You should also be willing to listen to me, good or bad, funny or boring. You should be familiar with my existence. ”

Writing this, Han Shenyan seemed to be a little tired, and moved his body slightly, by the way, his clenched heart was relaxed.

After taking a breath of cool air, he lowered his head and continued writing.

"I wrote so much unconsciously, and I don't know if so many requests scare you. But you must know that this is not my intention. ”

"I just wanted you to know."

"Even if you don't have a delicate face, in my heart, you are still the most beautiful, because I love you."

"Even if your smile is not bright, I will try to make you happy and make you forget all your worries, because I love you."

"Even if your emotions are buried in the bottom of my heart, I will try my best to feel and listen, because I love you."

"Even if you are riddled with diseases, I will never leave and face it together, because I love you."

"As long as you want."

"As long as you are willing to share your joys and sorrows with me, willing to let me into your world, willing to let me into your life."

"As long as you are willing to listen to me, you are willing to get used to my care, and you are willing to get used to my company."

"Then I will always believe in you, love you all the time, and always accompany you with a happy smile for the rest of the way."

After writing this, he let out a long breath, then folded the paper and handed it back to the staff.

The nanny car started slowly again.

"Where are we going now?" Han Shenyan leaned his head against the window, and through the rearview mirror, he could see that two vehicles with the logo of China Radio and Television were behind the nanny car.

"Go to Purple Mountain Park, you and the female guests will meet over there." Zhou Bin said that this is the route that has been set before.

Han Shenyan nodded, and then his gaze drifted out of the window.

The words he had just written were the words he wanted to say to her the most in his heart.

This is not the imaginary wife who has never been masked.

It's her, Zheng Xiyan.

Every word in the letter, every word in the letter, was what he wanted to say to her.

If, if you are willing to share with me, if you are willing to listen to me.

It's a pity that there are no ifs in life.

There is no chance for the dead to come back.

For Zheng Xiyan and their feelings, he has begun to slowly forget.

Time can eliminate everything, including feelings.

Now he is no longer surrounded by inexplicable sadness when he is alone.

Now he doesn't toss and turn in lonely nights.

Now he doesn't feel an indescribable pain when he hears her name.

Two months is a short time, and for many people it is just a blink of an eye.

Two months was a long time, long enough to make a blood-drenched wound form a thick scab.

Through the thick scab, you naturally don't feel pain.

But if someone brutally uncovers the scab, you can still see the blood dripping inside.

The sky outside the car window was a little darker than before, and the sun barely let out a few rays of light surrounded by black clouds.

It's windy today.