TVMCC Chapter 113

Final Chapter: The rose has bloomed, given to my most beloved Jiang Qiu.

Final Chapter: The rose has bloomed, given to my most beloved Jiang Qiu.

“When did Xiao Yi remember?”

Qin Jiang Qiu was very sure that the Yun Yi at the beginning didn’t recognize him. He called him Uncle the moment he spoke, and when scolded, his eyes would only turn red as he told him that he would be good.

“The day you held me to sleep.”

Qin Jiang Qiu looked up at Yun Yi in disbelief, “The next day?”

“Yeah.”

Qin Jiang Qiu was about to laugh.

He knew his wife was good at keeping things to himself.

Almost three years, and he didn’t reveal a single word.

Qin Jiang Qiu fiercely kissed Yun Yi’s lips, “You recognized me a long time ago, why didn’t you say so?”

Yun Yi obediently endured, “You didn’t refuse when I called you brother.”

Qin Jiang Qiu was silent.

“Xiao Yi, when… how old was I when I first met you?”

Qin Jiang Qiu was quite afraid.

He first met Yun Yi when Yun Yi was fifteen years old.

What about in the dream?

If Yun Yi, with the mind of a fifteen-year-old, went to bed with him…

He really wanted to slap himself twice.

Too much of a beast.

“Twenty years old.”

“Twenty years old?”

Qin Jiang Qiu looked at Yun Yi’s face and didn’t dare to ask any further.

He seemed to be able to guess.

Why Yun Yi particularly loved spicy food, why Yun Yi always had a sense of detachment from life and death, why Yun Yi painted so beautifully.

And why Yun Yi wanted to put Zhang Xiaonuo and Yun Cheng to death.

He didn’t dare to ask, the truth was too cruel.

Fortunately, Yun Yi didn’t continue to talk about this. He touched the top of Qin Jiang Qiu’s head, which still had two cowlicks.

“What about later, after I died?” Yun Yi’s last memory was Jiang Qiu’s sad face, holding back tears and refusing to let them fall, looking so pitiful.

“Don’t know.” Qin Jiang Qiu said stiffly, turning over and lying next to Yun Yi, closing his eyes and refusing to say.

Yun Yi propped himself up and poked Qin Jiang Qiu’s face, “Then did you marry a wife later?”

This was the last thing he asked Jiang Qiu to do.

Being alone was too lonely, Jiang Qiu was only twenty-three years old, guarding a lifetime alone was too painful.

Qin Jiang Qiu bit his back teeth.

Yun Yi said he loved him, and then asked him to marry a wife.

Yun Yi’s love wasn’t domineering at all.

Not as domineering as a slap in the face.

“Jiang Qiu, say it.”

Yun Yi didn’t get an answer and continued to ask, finally making Qin Jiang Qiu’s eyes turn red. He turned over and pinned him under his body.

Qin Jiang Qiu’s eyes were scarlet, his eyes glistening with tears.

He fiercely possessed Yun Yi, his low voice like an accusation: “Married.”

“And committed suicide for my wife.”

“Died in front of my wife’s tombstone.”

“Yun Yi, I’m telling you, that tombstone is called the Tomb of Jiang Qiu and Yun Yi!”

The more Qin Jiang Qiu spoke, the sadder he became, turning all of it into strength used on Yun Yi’s body.

“Xiao Yi, no matter where, your life is tied to mine, I will never live alone if you die!”

“Not in the past life, not in this life!”

Yun Yi’s eyelashes were wet and clumpy. He trembled as he reached out to caress Qin Jiang Qiu’s cheeks, “Jiang Qiu, why are you so stupid.”

“Suicide…”

“How silly…”

In the end, only “Jiang Qiu…Jiang Qiu…” remained.

“I love you…”

The love that he used to be stingy to say became an outpouring.

His illness was cured, he wanted to keep living.

He wanted to die but was also afraid of death. It was the spirit that wanted to kill the body, and the body was begging every day for someone to love him, for someone to save him.

Fortunately, Jiang Qiu heard him.

Even if this pot of flowers was about to wither, Jiang Qiu patiently took care of it, nourishing it.

Luckily, the flower bloomed in the light.

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The next day, Qin Jiang Qiu carefully placed the milk candy on the top shelf of the antique shelf, and even found a glass jar to store it in.

With his hands on his hips, he looked at the wall of treasures, very satisfied.

Yun Yi had really treated this place as home, choosing each item himself and unpacking it himself.

Placed in his home, he believed it was a gift from Yun Yi.

He liked his home to be filled with Yun Yi’s aura.

Yun Yi, his wife, he really loved his wife so much.

The stars were still his nightmare, but when he opened his eyes, Yun Yi would be standing by his side.

The nightmare quickly dissipated, and his heart was filled with the sweetness Yun Yi brought him.

Winter was so cold, but he had Yun Yi in his arms, and a scarf that Yun Yi had personally knitted around his neck.

The most difficult winter for Jiang Qiu had already been warmed by Yun Yi.

Qin Jiang Qiu restrained his thoughts, turning his head to see Yun Yi standing by the door frame, wearing the same home-wear clothes as him, watching him.

Those big eyes had clear and visible love.

Qin Jiang Qiu thought that there was no one in this world happier than him.

“Jiang Qiu?” Yun Yi frowned slightly.

He didn’t understand why Qin Jiang Qiu was wearing a scarf at home with a room temperature of 25 degrees.

Wearing home-wear clothes and a scarf looked really silly.

“Yeah.” Qin Jiang Qiu took Yun Yi’s hand and walked out, “The food is ready, let’s eat.”

While eating, Qin Jiang Qiu took off his scarf and put it aside.

Hmm…

Still a separate seat.

This winter, Qin Jiang Qiu always had a light gray scarf around his neck. Although it didn’t match his suit very well, Yun Yi had gotten used to it after a while.

For Yun Yi’s birthday, Qin Jiang Qiu had prepared for a long time. He carefully learned how to make a cake, and the one he made this time finally looked much better.

He lit the candles and took Yun Yi’s hand to make a wish.

Yun Yi looked at Qin Jiang Qiu, illuminated by the candlelight with a warm expression, clasped his hands together, and closed his eyes.

“I hope to love Qin Jiang Qiu for a lifetime, and grow old together.”

Yun Yi always had to say his wishes out loud.

His wish wasn’t for the gods to hear, but just for Jiang Qiu to hear.

The gods might not hear, but Jiang Qiu would fulfill all the wishes he made.

After saying that, Yun Yi blew out the candles, and when he opened his eyes again, Qin Jiang Qiu was kneeling on one knee in front of him.

In his hand was a ring, and on the table was a thick folder.

“Little Young Master.”

The first thing Yun Yi saw was Qin Jiang Qiu’s two cowlicks.

Then it was that face.

He stood in front of Qin Jiang Qiu, the fingers at his side uncontrollably trembling slightly.

“Xiao Yi, I want to marry you.” After saying that, Qin Jiang Qiu took Yun Yi’s hand and put the ring on his finger, “This isn’t asking for your opinion, you have to marry me even if you don’t want to.”

After Qin Jiang Qiu put the ring on, he took Yun Yi’s hand and rubbed it against his face, “After waiting for so long, I finally get to marry you.”

“Jiang Qiu…”

“Time to change the way you address me.”

Qin Jiang Qiu’s eyes were bright, and he hugged Yun Yi’s waist, his expression of anticipation hard to hide, “Xiao Yi, it’s time to change the way you address me, call me husband for me to hear.”

Yun Yi just looked at Qin Jiang Qiu and smiled. No one knew better than him how much Jiang Qiu loved him.

“Husband.”

Qin Jiang Qiu’s mouth split into a big smile, “Yeah, wife.”

“My wife is so good, Xiao Yi is so good…”

He stood up and hugged Yun Yi in his arms, opening the folder to the last page and using Yun Yi’s hand to sign his name.

“Don’t you want to ask what this is?”

“What is it?” Yun Yi didn’t know, but Qin Jiang Qiu wouldn’t hurt him.

The folder was opened to the front page, which was the Qin Corporation’s equity transfer agreement, as well as the transfer agreement for all the assets under Qin Jiang Qiu’s name. Qin Jiang Qiu voluntarily gave everything to Yun Yi.

Yun Yi’s name was also on the beneficiary of the sky-high insurance policy.

Cheap love wasn’t worthy of his Little Young Master. He was always willing to give everything to exchange for Yun Yi’s love.

“Xiao Yi, this is my sincerity in marrying you.”

“I’m giving you control over everything I have, and you will always have the right to make me lose everything.”

Yun Yi kept smiling, raising his hand to gently caress Qin Jiang Qiu’s phoenix eyes, overlapping with that year in a daze, “Jiang Qiu.”

“Yeah.”

“The rose I raised has bloomed.”

“And then?”

Yun Yi went to kiss Jiang Qiu’s lips, “Then I’ll pick it and give it to my most beloved Jiang Qiu.”

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