Song Xihua clutched her hand tightly. Suddenly, he didn’t want to let go.
Could it be that he was really going to lose her before even starting anything?
“Won’t you reconsider it?” he asked. Only the two of them knew the meaning behind the words.
Yan Huan shook her head and extended her left hand, displaying the ring on her finger. Wearing a ring didn’t necessarily mean that one was married, but Yan Huan’s action had made it clear to Song Xihua.
Song Xihua pursed his lips tightly. He couldn’t give his blessings from start to end. He just couldn’t.
Yan Huan smiled at him without a word. Sometimes, some things are better left unsaid.
Not like any words mattered.
Yan Huan went back to Sea City on company transport. The show she just shot would be produced and broadcasted in the next few days, but Yan Huan knew she most likely couldn’t watch it. Lu Yi had already enlisted her. She was going to be a soldier soon.
Yes, be a soldier. Becoming a female soldier had been her greatest dream when she was little. Back then, her mother always used to say, “how good would it be if my Huan Huan can become a soldier.”
She didn’t understand why her mother liked to say that, but her words stuck to her mind.
From then, becoming a soldier was as much her dream as her mother’s.
Soon, she would become a soldier. A young woman like her becoming a soldier. It would realize both hers and her mother’s dream.
Of course, it was also a test to surpass her current limits as an actress. Choosing to become a soldier was a way gain maturity.
“Knock, knock…” Yan Huan knocked on the door. Soon, the door opened. A hand reached out and hugged her tightly.
The familiar scent, warmth, and sensation.
“I’m home.” Yan Huan pressed her face against the man’s chest tightly. Until now, she couldn’t believe that she would have a home to return in the future. Not hers and Yi Ling’s home, but hers and Lu Yi’s home. Their home for the rest of their lives.
Yi Ling will eventually get married and leave her. But Lu Yi wouldn’t. He wouldn’t till they grow old and death do them apart. But that means they would be together, physically and mentally. Even when they die, their ashes will reside together.
“What’s on your mind?” Lu Yi rubbed her forehead gently. Why did he worry so much when it hadn’t even been long since their parting? Ah, this must be what they call absence makes the heart grow fonder.
“I’m thinking about…” Lifting her face, Yan Huan tip-toed and tugged at the hair beside his ear. “What you be like when you grow old. When you die, I want our ashes to be kept together. Even death shall not do us apart.”
Saddened by the notion, she sniffed.
“Silly girl,” chided Lu Yi, wiping her tears away. He pressed her chin against her forehead. “We’ll be together in good health, and be together when we die. I will have our children mix our ashes together, so that we would never be apart, forever and ever.”
Men often spoke lies, but Lu Yi always kept his word.
He might not be a romantic, nor was he good with words, but every word he said was heartfelt.
Yan Huan wiped her tears with his sleeves. “I’m going out to buy ingredients so I can make your favourite dishes. I’ll ask Yi Ling and Luo Lin over for dinner.”
“Alright,” Lu Yi took her cap and put it on for her. He then grasped her hand. Their interlocked fingers was their vow to remain committed to each other.
“How about this?” Yan Huan placed a bag of milk tea powder before Lu Yi.
Lu Yi took it over. “I like this.”
“Of course I know that.”
Yan Huan dropped the bag into the trolley.
“What else do you know?” Lu Yi pinched her cheeks.
“I know many other things,” said Yan Huan, taking another bag. She was stocking up for Lu Yi. Lu Yi loved milk tea. When she enlists, she wouldn’t be able to come back everyday.
Lu Yi pushed the trolley with one hand. His other hand was always locked against hers.
That was when someone recognized Yan Huan and took out their phone. Lu Yi shot an icy stare at the person. The person seemed to recognize Lu Yi too. He quickly kept his phone and fled. Of course, he wouldn’t dare to report something like this. He would have to ask himself whether he had the courage to get Inspector Lu onto the headlines.
A public figure like Yan Huan had most likely been sneakily filmed, but she never had any scandals. Even if there were, it would be her pictures with Lu Yi. As long as the person in question knew Lu Yi, they wouldn’t provoke him openly. Therefore, Yan Huan was safe. The chances of her marriage being exposed wasn’t big.
Of course, Yan Huan never tried to hide anything. If anyone took a picture of that, let them do it. She was a married woman anyway.
When they were home, Yan Huan called the nanny over to help her make some dishes. After that, she invited the guests over. There weren’t many of them.
Just Yi Ling, Luo Lin, and Lei Qingyi.
“What?” Yi Ling’s chopsticked fell to the table. She stared agape.
“You guys, are…” she pointed at Yan Huan, then Lu Yi.
“You guys are married?”
“Yes,” said Lu Yi, grasping Yan Huan’s hand. They wore the same ring. It wasn’t decorated, but clearly pricey.
Lei Qingyi raised his thumb at Lu Yi. Well played, well played. Yan Huan is only 23, you cradle robber.
He picked up the chopsticks from the table, wiped them against his shirt, and handed it back to Yi Ling. “Didn’t you guess it already? It’s eventually going to happen. This is much better.”
“Much better my ass” yelled Yi Ling. “What are you trying to do, Lu Yi? My Huanhuan hasn’t even worn a wedding dress yet! How dare you kidnap her from us? Don’t you feel sorry for our Huanhuan?”
Lu Yi lifted his head and stared at Yi Ling through a squint.
“It’s a secret marriage. If you want me to prove it now, I would be more than happy to.”
That choked off whatever Yi Ling wanted to say.
Luo Lin picked up her chopsticks and began eating. She was much calmer than Yi Ling. Finally, she laid down her chopsticks and said,
“Nowadays, it’s nothing special for an idol to get married. People are more open to such things now. However, I agree with your decision to stay low-key in consideration of the nature of Inspector Lu’s occupation. You can always announce it when the time is right.”
