Chapter 471: Fanwai San I'm not Wang Chunmei

In her junior year, Wang Chunmei participated in a successful launch of a project, and when she came back from the summer vacation, she happily shared her joy with Li Xinrong.

That night, both men were drunk.

However, Li Xinrong drinks better than Wang Chunmei after all, although he is a little drunk, he can still take care of people.

Li Xinrong held his dizzy head and wrung a towel to wipe her face and hands.

And she grabbed his hand, stupid straight music!

"I... Did it..."

This is Wang Chunmei's first time participating in a rocket launch mission, and Li Xinrong can't help but be proud of her.

Who would have thought that she, who once couldn't read a single word, would one day be able to send a rocket into the sky.

"Comrade Wang Chunmei is amazing!" Li Xinrong boasted proudly.

But who knew that the woman was not very happy and retorted: "I... I'm not... King... Spring Sister..."

Li Xinrong thought she was drunk and was talking nonsense, so he coaxed her words: "Well, you are not Wang Chunmei, you are my daughter-in-law." ”

After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed her again.

But the woman on the bed was even more annoyed, and pushed him away, and she glared at him.

"I... I'll talk to you... Say... It's true... I'm not... Wang Chunmei..."

Although her voice was still drunk, her retort was very firm.

Hearing her say this, Li Xinrong was directly stunned on the spot, and her mind flashed back to her disobedience over the years.

Although he had a faint guess in his heart, he didn't dare to think deeply.

As if as long as you don't think about it, she may not be "Wang Chunmei".

But now she's poked herself...

Suddenly, Li Xinrong's alcohol woke up halfway directly!

"And who are you?" As if afraid of scaring her, he asked softly in a low voice.

The woman tilted her head, as if in serious thought.

Li Xinrong didn't dare to urge, but the hand holding the towel was a little white because he was too hard.

I don't know how long it took, but the woman finally spoke, but her voice was unexpectedly round.

"My name is Wang Nianshu."

Li Xinrong's heart jumped heavily.

"Wang Nianshu?"

As he read these three words, an indescribable feeling permeated his heart.

The woman frowned, as if she was a little dissatisfied.

After a moment, as if she had thought of something, she reached out again to take his hand.

But she was so drunk that she didn't catch it even after several scratches.

Seeing that she was in a hurry, Li Xinrong hurriedly stretched out his hand into her little hand.

The woman was satisfied and smiled at him.

Grabbing his hand with one hand, she slowly wrote something on his hand with the other.

Soon, Li Xinrong recognized the three words she wrote.

It turned out to be -

"Wang Nianshu!"

Reading this name again, Li Xinrong's heart beat faster and faster.

It's as if it's not a name, but some kind of contract.

It took him a long time to calm down his rapid heartbeat, and then asked softly, "Then where are you from?" ”

After asking, he subconsciously held his breath and quietly waited for her answer.

But the woman stopped speaking for a long time.

Just when Li Xinrong wondered if she was asleep, the woman's somewhat delicate and confused voice sounded in the room again.

"I said... Would you be scared? ”

Li Xinrong looked at the confused and worried eyes, and his heart couldn't stop bursting with pity.

He couldn't hold back, he reached out and hugged her into his arms.

Without letting her speak, he asked in a calm voice, "You... Is it from ancient times? ”

As soon as these words fell, the woman in her arms seemed to tremble, and Li Xinrong felt even more distressed.

Bowing his head and kissing her forehead, he comforted: "Don't be afraid, no matter where you come from, I only know that you are my daughter-in-law, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the room fell silent again.

Only this time, Li Xinrong felt a faint moisture on his chest.

The hot tears, through the thin clothes, burned straight on his heart.

Li Xinrong couldn't help but tighten his hands.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

I don't know if it was his reassurance that worked, but her tears finally stopped.

A moment later, a woman's muffled voice came from her arms.

"I've lived hundreds of years ago."

Although he had vaguely guessed it, but when he really admitted it to her, Li Xinrong still couldn't help but take a breath.

"I don't know how I ended up here, as soon as I woke up, I became Wang Chunmei."

Completely unfamiliar, men and women shelter in an empty house to defend themselves against a typhoon.

This is something she never dared to think of in her previous life.

At first, she was at a loss, but when she realized she couldn't leave, she tried to adjust to life here.

But it didn't take long for her to fall in love with it.

If nothing else, just for the sentence "Women can hold up half the sky"!

And she also proved with her actions that women can really hold up half the sky!

She's no worse than a man at all!

She was also able to go to university, work on rockets with men, and successfully launch rockets into the sky!

Listening to her talk about the bits and pieces after she came to this era, Li Xinrong's heart seemed to be rubbed by someone.

It's sour, soft and swollen, and all kinds of flavors are in my heart.

Thinking of her ignoring her when she first came here, Li Xinrong hated to slap herself a few times.

And when he heard how she learned little by little and integrated into the world little by little, Li Xinrong's heart was full of pride.

The two emotions are intertwined back and forth, and finally they all turn into a love that seems to overflow!

He shouted her name over and over again.

"Nianshu!"

"Nianshu!"

……

Listening to his voice, it seemed like an inseparable tenderness and love, and the woman gradually softened into his arms.

The two of them pressed tightly together, as if they were about to become one.

——

No one mentioned anything about this night, but Li Xinrong seemed to have become extraordinarily clingy, and he liked to call her "Niannian" in private.

Sometimes she woke up in the middle of the night and could see him staring at her in a daze.

It looked like he was afraid that she would suddenly disappear.

Wang Nianshu was so angry and funny, in the end she had no choice but to tell him over and over again that she would not leave.

After repeating this countless times, the man seemed to be relieved.

Just when Wang Nianshu thought he had really let go, after the man died, the diary he left behind made her burst into tears.

The diary does not contain anything else, just a few simple sentences per page.

The point is probably that the first sentence at the beginning of every diary is-

"It's good to wake up with her today!"