In 2012.

On the churning sea, Shen Siyue was firmly held by Wen Yan with one arm, and with the other hand, he took Shen Sihuan's hand, and said with a smile:

“…… Huanhuan, remember to keep looking up, as long as you see the moon or the sun come out, it won't be far from home......"

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge wave rushed behind them......

It was like a giant hammer falling from the sky and hammering them into the sea. Wen Yan only felt dizzy, and the heavens and the earth were silent, but he gritted his teeth and refused to relax his two hands.

But after all, he was just a thin teenager, stumbling left and right, where was the opponent of the supernatural power of nature. It was a miracle that he was able to hug Shen Sihuan's waist to the death, but in a few moments, his other hand suddenly became empty.

Wen Yan's heart was flustered, like a knife cut, but the bottom of the sea was turbid, and his vision was dim, not to mention that he was in the middle of the river and the sea, where could he find Shen Siyue's figure.

The man in the crook of his arm was already on the verge of suffocation, and he had to desperately surface first. While protecting the back of Shen Sihuan's head and avoiding the flying "debris", he shouted Shen Siyue's name on all sides.

Perhaps it was because the gods couldn't bear the alarm of his shouts, Wen Yan suddenly saw a white wooden board rushing towards them, and the corner of the wooden board was obviously lying on his stomach!

Just as the plank passed them, he grabbed it with all his might, and he grabbed into the crack in the plank. In an instant, the dazzling color of blood spread from his palm, but he was already numb and did not feel any pain at all.

He looked at the miserable white face on the other end, and his voice choked: "Ah Yue, Ah Yue!" Quick, grab my hand. ”

Right now, there was a pull that was carrying them at both ends of the plank, sliding that way.

Grabbing the plank was Wen Yan's last strength. The wooden thorn pierced into his palm, almost piercing through his palm, and he could only hope that Shen Siyue would move towards him and grab his bloody hand, so that the three of them could be together again.

However, Shen Si opened his eyes with more difficulty and glanced at the two of them, "Ah Yan, my legs ...... I can't feel my legs anymore...... I'm going to drag you down...... Promise me to bring Huanhuan home for me...... I'll give her to you...... I'm relieved ......"

"Shut up! I won't let you give up! If you die, how will you live? How do you want us to live?! Quick, Ah Yue grab my hand! Hurry up......"

His hands are red, his hands are white, they are at the ends of the planks, but they are close to the end of the world.

The plank gradually lost its balance, and Shen Si slid down more slowly.

"Nope! Ah Yue! I beg you, don't ......"

Before he finished speaking, the corners of Shen Siyue's mouth curled, "Ah Yan, Huanhuan, live......"

Finally, he slipped to the surface of the sea, and in an instant, he was silent......

The mouth is full of the bloody smell of biting his lips, and Wen Yan's tears are flowing sideways, and he is not beaten by the washing of the sea.

He looked up at the sky, as if he let the tears flow back, and when he retracted his gaze, his eyes were awe-inspiring, and he swam in the opposite direction, away from the pull of the whirlpool......

And Shen Xihuan was unconscious, his forehead was against his chin, and his face was pale......

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In 2019.

Wen Yan and Shen Sihuan returned from a honeymoon trip - saying that it was a honeymoon, it was probably a bit reluctant.

Because he was worried that Shen Xihuan's body would not be able to bear it, Wen Yan accepted Wang Ye's proposal and went to Siem City next door, and the No. 1, No. 2, No. 3 and so on.

This group of people ate, drank and had fun at Wang Ye's house for a week, and Huan Yan and his wife finally returned to Shen's house with three catties of new meat.

At this moment, the two of them were under the old tree outside the window of the studio, Shen Xihuan was squatting and digging, and Wen Yan was standing and watching her dig.

After a while, she finally dug up the target: three capsule-shaped boxes, which the three of them had buried ten years earlier. Agreed, after ten years, we will open up each other's wishes together, and PK will win or lose.

Although there is now a lack of one, there is still a sense of ritual in the gambling game.

She opened her own first, pulled out the paper inside, and handed it to Wen Yan with a smile. Then, she opened Wen Yan's again, huh? It's empty???

She looked back at someone suspiciously, pouting, as if convinced that he was trying to cheat!

Finally, she opened Shen Siyue's capsule.

It's a photograph that she flips over......

In the photo, there are two people, smiling, each with one eye closed, arms clasped together, and the other hand in the shape of a wing, flapping the air......

She put the photo on her heart and squatted quietly, while the person next to her, looking at the distant mountains peacefully, quietly accompanied ......

"In heaven I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth I wish to be a branch."

A pair of birds chirped on the branches, and after a while, one flapped its wings and flew towards the blue sky...... "Hundreds of billions of pet marriages: Mr. Wen, be good!" The latest chapters of "Paw Book House" are free to read for the first time.