In the fifth year of the firm's existence, at the beginning of that year, Jing Wanduan suddenly proposed to go abroad for development.

Whether it was Chu Ran's island wedding or a Chinese wedding in Beijing, Jing Wanduan never showed up to send blessings.

"My heart for you is over."

Those who have lost their hearts set out on a long journey with their backs.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the new intern said, "Mr. Chu, this is the research data of that land, take a look." She handed out a neatly stacked document and was taken sideways by Chu Ran.

The intern was talking about Mr. Jing's departure for two days, and he should have landed and started to clean up his residence over there. Then he asked again: "Has Mr. Chu contacted Mr. Jing?" ”

Chu Ran, whose thoughts were still immersed in the last words of this person before parting, were stunned for a moment, and replied casually: "No." ”

The information has been submitted, but the intern is like a wooden stake, still standing in front of Chu Ran without turning to leave, she seems to have pondered for a while: "Then the things on Teacher Jing's workstation should be piled up in the warehouse or thrown away?" Seeing that you usually have a good relationship with Teacher Jing, you can decide. ”

"Go ask Brother Ying and listen to his ......"

Immediately, the intern said hello, but after a few seconds, Chu Ran hesitated. "Wait, after you clean up, give it to me, I'll keep it for him."

Jing Wanduan is a cunning person, as if trying to stir up a small wave in the girl's heart, to give him an explanation of the time he was stunned to lose, and he finally confided in his heart when he parted.

Turning his gaze back to the office, Chu Ran, who had finished sorting out what happened two days ago, got up and stretched out at the moment.

Then he stood in front of the glass window, looking at the unknown distance, and silently recited in his heart the hope that Jing Wanduan would have time to speak in the future-

Then let's meet again in the near future. When the time comes, we must see how happy and splendid both sides look. ’

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Life is a tape recorder, and everyone is a tape with unique parameters, and the days that are flattened and compacted are like honey pots, sweet and heavy.

The year Chu Ran gave birth to the baby, Chu's father and Zhang Xiao remarried.

Later, Chu's father moved back to that small home from the house where he lived alone, and Chu Ran also rushed back to help. In the living room, she quietly asked her father what triggered his desire to remarry.

I saw Father Chu smiling with emotion.

"She is a virtuous lady, and after a few years I found that she still can't do without, she raised me lazy!"

"Now that I'm 'lazy', I still want a virtuous lady."

At the beginning, one of the reasons for divorce was 'verbose and nagging', but now I feel happy.

Some people are together because they can bring happiness to each other. And some people are together because they can gain peace of mind. Compared with temporary happiness, today's father Chu should be more extravagant and at ease!

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The sun is good, the sky is surprisingly blue, and the 'rustle' sound carries the tenderness of spring around the living room and over the baby's face.

Rin Yan cleaned up in the small villa, the baby was sleeping peacefully in the crib in the next room, and the mother was not at home.

Not long after Chu Ran gave birth, she put her energy into the construction project again, not that Rin Yan or the office didn't let her rest, but Chu Ran was still relieved to submit drawings before giving birth, and now the construction project happened to start.

After arguing for several nights in a row, Rin Yan finally couldn't resist his wife, who was angry with him, and agreed to her idea of not going to the scene and being a 'cloud supervisor'. It's just that Chu Ran thought that the 'big and one small' at home affected his work status, so he still went to the office in the morning.

Rin Yan picked up a pile of clothes on the back of the sofa, folded them and put them in the closet, thinking that this pile of clothes should have been thrown here casually when Chu Ran picked out the clothes that morning.

Rin Yan counted the things at home and found that a champagne yellow dress was missing, so he came to the conclusion that Chu Ran was wearing the long skirt and black boots, and was carrying a plaid tote bag.

After cleaning up the bedroom and living room, Rin Yan came to the baby's room. The baby's room is the messies......

Removing the toy car that was in the way, Rin Yan picked up a book lying on the ground with a complicated cover, called *** Publishing House Parenting Sutra.

Rin Yan was a little curious, this kind of book has always been read by Chu Ran, turning a page at will, reading it carefully, Rin Yan was actually a little interested.

He sat directly on the plastic foam children's mat and sat down all afternoon.

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In the same year, Ao Shengyun finally met a girlfriend who he particularly liked, the kind of person who wanted the stars to pick the moon and a rose to wrap a whole field of flowers.

Some people always say that she is the replacement for the person Ao Shengyun favors in a high-profile manner.

However, she is not anyone's substitute, she is the inheritor of his love.

- As if to prove this, Ao Shengyun dyed off his blue gray hair, dressed in the costume of Cos Pirates of the Caribbean, and waited downstairs in his girlfriend's company.

At first, everyone only thought it was an anime lover, but later more and more people recognized Ao Shengyun's face, so they ...... Ao Shengyun hugged his beloved in the testimony of many people and the sound of the camera's click'.

It was a grand official announcement ceremony!

You must know that since Ao Shengyun showed his face in a variety show, he has begun to have a lot of fans who cross circles, and the number of fans has only increased over time.

So the attention of this official announcement can be imagined, and Ao Shengyun only laughed in the camera, laughing obsessively and proudly. This is true of every photograph that has been published.

On that day, Ao Shengyun told the world about his simple and beautiful love!

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At the beginning of winter, the weather was a little cool, and the treetops at night were wet, and a drop of dew that had been gathering for an unknown amount of time rolled down and dripped on the fluffy ears of the bear's pajamas.

Rin Yan bent down and stroked it, and tightened the little hand again: "Xiaoxiao is walking too slowly, mom should be in a hurry, is it okay for dad to hug it?" ”

The two-and-a-half-year-old Xiaoxiao shook her head, and the bear ears on the top of her head also dangled, and said in a milky childish voice: "Xiaoxiao wants to go and pick up her mother by herself!" ”

The shadow of the ground is like a stretching wall, stretching in the direction of the beloved. The hands of one big and one small intersected together, so warm......

"Yes!" In front of them, under the shadow of the tree, stood the two of them thinking about the same person.

Xiaoxiao focused all her attention on walking quickly, and only raised her head when she heard her father shouting her mother's name, and followed brightly, "Mom!" ”

Chu Ran stood in place with joy on the corner of his mouth, and then Rin Yan let go and smiled, hugged the girl into his arms, and happily held the person in his arms around. He also handed out a rose that had been shaved off its spikes hidden in the pocket of a trench coat.

Xiaoxiao immediately ran close like a 'little wild horse', and the hat of the plush pajamas was blown off by the wind, and he took out a unique paper flower from the pocket of his clothes, and the 'petals' were messy.

She grabbed her mother's other hand that was not held by her father, blinked her eyes wide, and asked her mother to choose a favorite flower, whether it was her father's or her own—

Chu Ran raised his eyebrows and thought for a moment, took the rose in Rin Yan's hand, and rubbed his smiling head again: "The flower that likes to smile the most is very beautiful." ”

On weekdays, he laughs and laughs at 'playing with his father' as a big fun, and jumps up and shouts, "I'll win!" I'll win Dad! ”

And behind Xiaoxiao's invisible, Chu Ran leaned close to the side of Lin Yan's ear: "But I love you the most!" ”

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Flowers bloom, season after season, people with lovers walk calmly.

In a small teahouse on the corner of the street, his face was full of sorrow.

"I was robbed of 470.5 by my mother-in-law today, and I can't afford to eat, so I have to go back. Hey, she can touch me when I'm so tall, and I underestimate her height. ”

Rong Zhe raised his head and took a sip of tea: "Hey, you haven't been confiscated pocket money?" ”

"Nope." Rin was puzzled, as if he couldn't understand why there was no pocket money.

"Then you invite me to eat, huh! What are you going? "Seeing that 'Golden Thigh' got up to run, Rong Zhe stopped him.

Then I heard Rin Yan say, "Go home and pay your pocket money." ”

"Isn't it not confiscated?"

"yes, so I'm going to turn it in." Rin Yan waved his hand, and walked in a chic manner, that is, a person who suffered and had no private money.

On the other side, as soon as Rin Yan got home, he hugged the person who was cooking in the kitchen.

He buried his head in the girl's neck: "Baby, why don't you take my private money?" ”

Chu Ran didn't look back: "Do you have any money that I know?" ”

Rin Yan: "No, no, no, you can see every one of my payments clearly." ”

Chu Ran: "Then do you smoke, drink, or play mahjong?" ”

Rinyan: "Of course not. ”

"Then why do you collect private money? Where you want to spend money, you can use it, and you don't spend it indiscriminately. Chu Ran turned around and stuffed the plate into Rin Yan's hand, and ordered, "Bring the dishes outside." ”

"Ah——, wife, why are you so considerate, I love you so much. mua~" Rin Yan secretly kissed Chu Ran on the face, and then obediently placed the dishes and chopsticks.

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The rest of the road will be hard but there will be happiness, because they are all believers in love.

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In the early spring of another year, they once again set foot on the beach where the wedding was held.

The glow of winter mixed with the salty smell of the sea swept in.

The trees swayed, trembling slightly.

The wind was blowing on the sand, and the return was uncertain.

The lights are gone.

A curtain call that belongs to them.

Everyone is the art architect of their own destiny.

(Each is an artistic architect of his own destiny.) ）

Just like you, the stranger who reads this.

May you also have the best ending for yourself.

The story is over, and life is to be continued......