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    Just after Zhong Youyou turned twenty, she and Qin Yao received a marriage certificate.

    The two walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau. Qin Yao happily picked her up and swung her around wantonly. The corners of his handsome brows and eyes were full of smiles.

    Zhong Youyou couldn't help but thumped him, and said with a smile, "Are you happy now?"

    Qin Yao is more than happy, he simply feels that he is the happiest person in the world.

    At this time, there was no banquet, the two of them impatiently got their marriage certificates, and waited until Qin Yao's grandfather arrived from abroad, and then held a wedding ceremony.

    Others say that organizing a wedding is troublesome, and being a bride is even more troublesome, but Qin Yao handles everything. Zhong Youyou only needs to try on the wedding dress every day and look in the mirror in a holy wedding dress.

    Everyone in the entire city of z is envious, saying that she and Qin Yao are the marriage of two wealthy families.

    Some people thought it was just a commercial marriage, but only Zhong Youyou and Qin Yao smiled at each other, knowing in their hearts that even if they were not from the Zhong and Qin families, they were destined to get married.

    But it was at this time that Zhong Youyou began to realize that something was wrong with him.

    She kept flashing back to her mind, which she thought was the memory of the original owner.

    She felt very strange before, why her walking style, handwriting, etc. were exactly the same as the original owner.

    Sometimes she couldn't tell whether her previous real world was just a dream, she existed in this world from the very beginning, or this world was passed through afterwards.

    Zhong Youyou thought that she just read a book, but in fact, those memories and emotions about the original owner were getting deeper and deeper in her mind.

    One night, she actually had a nightmare, dreaming that she was treated coldly by the Zhong family. She was still a little girl, and when she walked into the gate of the Zhong family, she was stared at by the servants with strange eyes.

    She was almost out of breath, and hugged Qin Yao's arm beside her as if holding the last straw. Qin Yao woke up immediately, turned on the light, and looked at her worriedly: "What's wrong? I'm dreaming again  ?”

    Zhong Youyou hasn't been sleeping well for the past few days. Qin Yao thought it was because she was preparing for pregnancy. After all, planning to conceive at a young age may not be good for her health.

    So Qin Yao was so distressed that he didn't want a child anymore.

    But Zhong Youyou knew in her heart that it wasn't because of this at all, she didn't feel any vomiting or anything like that.

    She would have nightmares at night, not for this reason at all.

    Zhong Youyou's complexion was a bit uncomfortable, Qin Yao got up and poured her a glass of water, supported her shoulders, and asked her to drink it slowly, Zhong Youyou calmed down for a while, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then breathed a sigh of relief  .

    Those dreams were so real, so real that Zhong Youyou touched his cheek again, and found two tears.

    what happened?  She has always been a person who is not afraid of anything and never sheds tears, why did she cry?  Was the dream really too sad?

    After the first time, Zhong Youyou had more and more dreams, as if he had lived his entire life.

    Those dreams lingered in her mind, and she occasionally felt a little suffocated.

    In the beginning, what she frequently dreamed about was the indifference of Zhong's family to her, and the scene where she had a hard time with Meng Shixuan and no one spoke for her, which made her feel very sad in her dreams.

    But later, Qin Yao insisted on holding her to sleep, she nestled in Qin Yao's warm embrace, and after she fell asleep with peace of mind, gradually, the dream began to change.

    Sometimes, she would dream that she was lying on Qin Yao's shoulders, and Qin Yao was carrying her on his back, walking through the long street. It was night, the street lights were on, and the shadows of her and Qin Yao overlapped, and the shadows  Long and short, very quiet, there are stars in the sky, there is a breeze.

    She seemed to be drinking and was raving, with her hands still pulling Qin Yao's hair.

    Qin Yao looked gentle and helpless.

    Zhong Youyou didn't wake up until dawn this time, she couldn't figure it out, why did these memories appear in her mind out of thin air?

    Even if she had read the original text with these plots, the original text did not describe it so clearly. The dream was so clear that she could actually count how many street lights there were.

    Zhong Youyou felt unbelievable, but then this kind of dream appeared more and more frequently.

    She began to dream that Qin Yao braved the heavy rain to find her. Qin Yao drove the car and ran far away to buy her her favorite breakfast.

    When I dreamed of these things, it no longer seemed like a nightmare, but like a sweet dream.

    &nbbsp;The next day, the two of them walked slowly in the resort, holding hands.  Zhong Youyou was wearing a small floral skirt and a straw hat, and Qin Yao was also wearing a comfortable T-shirt, as young as a big boy.

    The sun is sunny, very comfortable to bask in, and there is a slight breeze.

    Zhong Youyou recalled some scenes he saw in his dream before, and couldn't help but mention to Qin Yao: "By the way, the first time you saw me, was it when I was a child?"

    Qin Yao was taken aback for a moment. He never expected that one day Zhong Youyou would take the initiative to mention it. Could it be that Zhong Youyou remembered it?

    Qin Yao quickly recalled what he was like that day - he was only fourteen years old at that time, wearing a white shirt, had just had his hair cut very short, and was carrying a heavy schoolbag like most teenagers in school.  He is different from other heaven's favored children, he has not been aloof since he was a child, and the education he has received has always been very strict.

    At that time, he was not conspicuous except for his handsome features.

    He was suddenly very worried, whether he looked a little clumsy at that time.

    "Yes, you were only a seven or eight-year-old girl at that time, and you suddenly rushed out from the corner of the street, rushed into my arms, and almost knocked me back, have you been so strong since you were a child?"

    "Hello." Zhong Youyou couldn't help laughing when he heard him say this: "So did you like me then?"

    Qin Yao thought for a while, and honestly admitted: "That time probably hasn't happened yet."

    At that moment, there was a sudden emptiness in his heart, and he didn't know what it was like. Before that, he had never been in love before, so naturally he didn't know what it was like to be moved.

    "You are such a spoiler." Zhong Youyou was unhappy, and twisted Qin Yao's arm severely: "It turns out that you didn't fall in love with me at first sight."

    Qin Yao deliberately joked: "You were thin and small, dark and dirty at the time, who would fall in love with you at first sight?"

    Zhong Youyou feigned a cold face, jumped off the wall of the historic site, turned around and left.

    After stepping down a few steps, Qin Yao chased after her with strides, and hugged her from behind with a smile.

    "Why do you suddenly remember the past?"

    He thought that those three encounters, the excitement of his youth would only be buried in his heart forever.

    Because at that time Zhong Youyou had never looked at him.

    Zhong Youyou obviously also thought of this, when Qin Yao fell in love with him a long time ago, but he

    I made him wait not only for more than ten years, but for three generations.

    She suddenly felt sorry for Qin Yao, raised her head slightly, put her forehead against Qin Yao's chin, and reached out to touch his handsome eyebrows.

    She decided to tell a lie to make Qin Yao happy.

    She said: "Actually, I noticed you at that time."

    Qin Yao was really ecstatic, a little blush appeared on Jun's face, he coughed, pretending to be indifferent, and said casually: "Oh, how did you feel about me then?"

    Zhong Youyou held back a smile and said: "That's it, holding a stack of books, being stupid, no different from ordinary boys, and having a driver at home to pick him up, he looks like a young master from a rich family."

    Qin Yao was suddenly depressed, and depressedly hugged Zhong Youyou even tighter, and said sullenly: "Oh."

    Zhong Youyou laughed again with a "puchi", and said, "But now, I like you very much."

    Qin Yao's mood, which was still depressed just now, suddenly turned to the sun and became as bright as the clear blue sky in the sky.

    "Me too." He gently kissed Zhong Youyou's earlobe.

    The so-called boy's heartbeat is nothing more than this. Perhaps Zhong Youyou will never know that she, who was dirty that day, crashed into his arms like a rabbit in a panic, and has since crashed into his heart.

    Sometimes he is really grateful to God for allowing him to finally get married with Zhong Youyou.

    However, Zhong Youyou in his arms blinked in a good mood.

    What Qin Yao doesn't know is that maybe he should thank not God, but himself, that is the fate he begged for him and Zhong Youyou.

    But now, the time is still long enough to grow old.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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