Guarding you in the fleeting years

  "Oh dear, we've been waiting for this day until our hair turned white!"

  “……”

  Which hair of yours turned white?

  On the way back, Nie Zhiyan's mood seemed good, with a curved eyebrow and a smile.

  The neon lights outside the car window are dazzling, and the lights of thousands of families are all lit up. In her eyes, a golden light is reflected.

  "Is that all you're happy about?" His voice was light, but Nie Zhiyan still detected a hint of amusement in it.

  She nodded, "Yes, I'm happy. I was originally worried that Auntie and Uncle would not like us being together, but it seems I was worrying for nothing!"

  Lu's mother was so excited that she almost couldn't take it anymore, and it took the effort of nine oxen and two tigers to persuade her not to make such a fuss.

  They're just together!

  Lu Yiheng escorted her downstairs, and as the night breeze blew gently by, her bangs fluttered lightly.

  Under the dim yellow light, she looked up at him with sparkling eyes.

  "Aren't you going up?"

  He shook his head.

  There was a faint sense of disappointment in her heart, but it wasn't intense. She lowered her head and said, "Then I'll leave, you be careful driving back."

  Her body was suddenly covered with a warm temperature, and she immediately laughed again.

  Lu Yiheng hugged her, not using much force, gentle and delicate.

  He sighed and said: "I'm going to Hong Kong for a trip, dealing with a case, it may take a few days."

  "How many days?" The smile faded, and she asked vaguely: "When?"

  She wants to work, so she can't go with him, but they've just been together, and she really doesn't want to be apart from him. Call her sentimental or dependent on him, or think too much, she just doesn't want to be separated.

  He gently hugged her, his chin resting on the soft crown of her head, and remained silent for a while before saying, "The 7 o'clock flight tomorrow morning."

  "Tomorrow?" It's actually so soon, the sense of loss in his heart grew even stronger, "Then, when will you be back?"

  "A week later."

  A key fell into her palm, the street lamp was dim yellow, and his eyes were filled with deep and thick tenderness.

  She stared blankly at him, looking at the key, with a silly expression.

  In the gentle breeze and fragrance of flowers, she heard his low voice, "Yan Yan, come live with me."

  Move in and live with me!

  Her face suddenly turned red, she didn't know how to react, and live with him... and Lu Yiheng together?

  Looking at her tense appearance, a faint smile flashed in his eyes, "There are still seven days left, take good care of yourself"

  "Think about it, don't rush to answer me."

  She nodded blankly, as if she had understood, yet hadn't.

  Finish translating the last document and send it to the editor's email. Nie Zhiyan shut down the computer and prepared to go home.

  Her job is relatively free and can be finished ahead of schedule.

  Tomorrow, in just one more day, Lu Yiheng would be back. Looking at the key in his palm, Nie Zhiyan couldn't help but smile slightly again.

  The phone suddenly rang, she flipped it over and took a look, it was a string of familiar numbers that couldn't be more familiar. How long had it been since she last saw these numbers jumping on her phone screen?

  Since she returned home... never again.

  His heart racing with excitement, Nie Zhiyan nervously pressed the answer button. "Hello, I'm Nie Zhiyan."

  It had been a long time since there was any sound from that side, only the soft breathing sounds echoed in my ears, and I couldn't help but feel even more tense.

  After a long time, she called out again in a low voice: "Xiaobai..."

  Finally, there was a response from that side, with a cold tone, seemingly still angry, he said: "I'm in front of you."