I'm sorry, you are responsible for me

Chapter 47 When the dust settles, she is his wife (3)
With a bang in her head, she stood up suddenly, took a few steps back, stretched out her hand in front of her eyes, and stared blankly for a long time.

The ring on his hand glowed with a quiet luster.

Then he looked at him and shouted, "Brother Zhiyan!"

"Come here." Fu Zhiyan waved to her again, "The ceremony has not been completed yet."

Ye Jia ran over again, grabbed the men's ring on the table, his hands trembling uncontrollably...

"Brother Zhiyan, give me your hand."

Fu Zhiyan smiled subtly and reservedly, stretched out his hand to Ye Jia.

The skin on the back of his hand was soft, and the palm was slightly rough, with calluses from years of gun use. She stroked and carefully put the ring on his middle finger.

"Fu Zhiyan, from now on, you will be my husband." She put his hand on her lips, and pressed a devout kiss, "I swear, no matter in good times or bad, in poverty or in wealth, in health or in disease, I love you, respect you, cherish you, and be loyal to you forever. Until death... separates us."

When she said this, her eyes were already filled with tears.

There was an inexplicable pain in my heart, as if I had a premonition, but I couldn't catch it.

Ye Jia was wearing a small black cotton vest, sitting on the bed, waiting for Fu Zhiyan to come out of the shower.

Tonight, it's justified.

She looked at the diamond ring in her hand, she was so reserved, she thought that he would buy a bigger diamond if he was so rich.

But the point doesn't seem to be this, this ring, he has already prepared it?
At this moment, Ye Jia didn't feel the agitation of the previous few times. On the contrary, she calmed down and lay quietly in the middle of the bed, looking at the ceiling, waiting for the mysterious ceremony that was about to start.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Ye Jia closed her eyes and listened intently.

He seemed to hear the sound of getting dressed, imagining the inaudible rustling sound of the cotton pajamas rubbing against his skin, and then the door opened, and steaming hot air came out with him.

Ye Jia was suddenly shy and didn't dare to open her eyes.

Holding a white towel, Fu Zhiyan wiped the drops of water from her head, stood beside the bed, and looked at her quietly. She was curled up, lying on her side in the middle of the bed, with a black vest tightly wrapped around her, no bra, and Xiaoguozi Looming, the black cotton briefs tightly wrapped the triangle area of ​​her buttocks.

...his young little wife.Fu Zhiyan walked to the wall, "Crack!"

The lights went out, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of rough and powerful hands touched her buttocks, and Ye Jia's heart trembled violently.

"Ye Jia, you are shaking."

"I do not have."

She retorted stubbornly, and he chuckled.

"Don't be afraid."

"Hmph, you are."

The breathing of the two of them gradually became heavier, and Ye Jia couldn't help moaning intermittently. Fu Zhiyan's movements, from the gentle grinding at the beginning, gradually increased the strength. Her gentle voice made his body Bursts of fireworks burst out.

He grabbed her chin, lowered his body, kissed her lips, and asked, "Who am I?"

"Brother Zhiyan."

"Call again."

"Brother Zhiyan."

"Who is Brother Zhiyan?"

"Brother Zhiyan is...is...my husband."

In an instant, two people arrived at the same time, and the land fell apart.

On the second day after receiving the certificate from the Civil Affairs Bureau, Fu Zhiyan took Ye Jia back to the capital to meet his parents.

The two elders of the Fu family are 1 satisfied with this daughter-in-law, and the happy event of marriage can dilute the sorrow of the family's impending parting.Everyone intentionally avoided the subject of Fu Zhiyan's departure.

Fu Zhiyan's love for her has almost no bottom line. In front of the elders, he can hold a little more or less, and walk through the door. In an instant, their bodies are entangled. He seems to be eager to kiss her all the time. , touch her.

Fu Zhiyan has kept his body like a jade for 28 years. Once he broke his merits, he was surrounded by a beautiful woman, a gentle township, and a hero's tomb.

On the second day after returning to the capital, there was a light rain in the sky

Fu Zhiyan drove the car without telling Ye Jia where they were going.Ye Jia was also silent on the road, looking at the continuous mountains in the sky, he could guess a thing or two in his heart.

In Nanshan Cemetery, he took her hand and walked up the stairs step by step.

Fu Zhiyan stopped in front of a white tombstone.

Ye Jia, who was behind her, placed a bouquet of beautiful chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone.

The man in the black-and-white photo, wearing a uniform, has a hard expression and a determined gaze. He looks exactly like Fu Zhiyan.

Ye Jia recognized him with just one glance.

It's him!

Fu Zhijin.

Tears burst out of the embankment.

"Brother, I'll bring Ye Jia to see you."

Ye Jia walked tremblingly to his grave, knelt down, looked at his face, covered his mouth, tears fell down uncontrollably, one drop at a time, wetting the petals in front of the tomb.

"Thank you, big brother..."

After so many years, all she wanted to say was this sentence, what I owed him... I can't pay it back... There is this sentence.

The strong wind blew, they were silent, and stayed with him for a long time beside the tomb.

"Brother, I'm leaving." Fu Zhiyan pursed his lips slightly, "I said before, I will help you complete your unfinished ambitions."

Ye Jia vaguely recalled the four words in the memory, loyal to the country.

When leaving, Fu Zhiyan stood by the tomb with deep eyes and a solemn tone: "Brother, I will take good care of myself and never break my promise to her."

Ye Jia turned around, she knew that those words were meant for her.

Little raindrops hung on the ends of her hair like stars. She jumped down the stairs step by step. Fu Zhiyan stood under the steps and looked back at her.

"Brother Zhiyan." She yelled at him, "Have we met before?"

Fu Zhiyan lowered his head slowly, and when he raised his eyes to look at her again, there was a smile on his face: "Remember?"

A gust of wind blows, and the world is quiet.

He accompanied his parents and grandfather to Bicheng to claim Fu Zhijin's body.

That night, the whole family fell into a river of endless sadness. My mother fainted twice, and my grandfather also suffered from high blood pressure due to excessive grief.

That year, he was only 19 years old.

I heard many people say that his brother is a hero, he saved a little girl.

Fu Zhiyan gritted his teeth, held back tears, and asked himself, about his brother's body.

"Why!"

"Why... are you so willing to give up your parents and family to save a... stranger."

Fu Zhijin's body stayed in the funeral parlor in Bicheng for three days. During the three days, there were continuous cries, from adults, children, men, women... Here, it is like the border between the world and hell, where strangers bid farewell , the dead are reborn, white-haired people, black-haired people...

Heaven and man forever.

Three days later, Fu Zhijin's body was about to be transported back to the capital. Fu Zhiyan waited for three days, but did not wait for the person whose brother had saved him.

Heh, I didn't even come to see him and say thank you.

are you worth it
He asked him countless times, is it worth it?
Finally, on the last day, he asked the firefighters, doctors and nurses, and found the little girl.

Unexpectedly, she was also in the funeral home. She was alone, hugging her knees, at the door of the corpse freezer of the funeral home, with her head buried in her knees, sobbing softly...

The voice was very small. He approached and knelt down to hear her voice.

"Xiao Jia is no longer naughty."

"Xiao Jia must be obedient."

Faint gnats.

"Mom and Dad, let me count to three seconds, you wake up together, okay?"

"If you don't speak, you will accept it by default!"

"I'm starting, don't play tricks!"

"one."

"two."

"three."

She opened her eyes covered with tears and raised her head. After a moment of surprise, she was disappointed again.

It was a young and unfamiliar face... not mom and dad...

He has no expression on his face, his brows are slightly drawn.

Not mom and dad, not...

Her tears fell silently.

She hugged her knees tightly again, and buried her face in the hollow of her thigh.

"Mom and Dad, it doesn't count this time, let's start again, okay, this time... this time I count to ten, you wake up and take Xiaojia home, okay?"

"one."

"two."

"three."

"Four."

"Your parents are dead." A sudden voice interrupted her, "Don't go crazy, cheer up."

He had already stood up, she looked up blankly, it was his alienated and indifferent profile.

Repressed, forbearing, and angry, she exploded, stood up, and pushed him hard: "You are talking nonsense!"

He stood still, slowly lowering his eyes, looking at her lightly.

How could she be his opponent.

The little girl had a stubborn expression on her face, holding back her tears: "My parents are still alive! When they wake up, they will take me home!"

"They're dead." He broke her dream cruelly.

"No!" she insisted.

"Dead!" He seemed to have lost his temper, "I said I died, so I died!"

"No..." She covered her ears and kept backing away, "No! No! No!"

"You bastard!" With tears in her eyes, she glared at him fiercely, "Crazy!"

Yes, he is here, why is he so nervous, what is he competing with a little girl?

"Alone, you have to live strong." When he left, he turned and glanced at her for the last time, "You have to live for the person who once loved you and... saved you." The last three words, biting hard very heavy.

In the cold and dark passage, she was crying loudly...

For the first time in his life, his heart began to ache.

When he came out, there was light rain in the sky. He raised his head and looked at the gloomy sky.

does it worth?Once again, he asked the sky, Fu Zhijin, and himself.

He raised his eyes, and looked at her standing on the steps from a distance, fascinated.

Fu Zhiyan followed her gaze and looked into the distance. After the rain, the sun slipped out from among the clouds, and the majestic glow penetrated the clouds and descended on the earth in an instant.

Her face was enveloped in a soft golden glow, and she suddenly smiled.

"worth."

Such a smiling face is what Zhijin wants to protect, and it's also what he... wants to protect!
Dusk, hot and dry.

"Mom and dad aren't asleep yet!" Ye Jia weakly pushed Fu Zhiyan who was lying on top of her.

"Then keep your voice down." He kissed her neck, kissed and pecked, as if he wanted to carve his mark on every inch of her skin.

Ye Jia's mouth overflowed with an intoxicating smile.

The feeling now is different from when we were together at first.

Now, she is his wife, not just his girl, but also his woman. They give their bodies and minds and leave each other's traces.

"Could it be that you miss me?" She wrapped her arms around his neck and clamped his waist, with a low tremor in her voice.

"Well, I can't bear it." He snorted, his whole body was wrapped in her warmth.

"Take me away?"

"Well... take you..."

Fu Zhiyan recalled the feeling: "Little girl's film."

She trembled: "Brother Zhiyan."

"Call husband."

"husband."

"good."

Fu Zhiyan really held Ye Jia in his palm and loved him like a daughter.

When shopping, he would help her carry the bag. When she was trying on clothes, he would wait patiently and give the most pertinent advice. When there were many people, he would hold her hand tightly. She was the only one in his eyes and heart. .

During the whole month of marriage leave, he was by her side almost every day. The two of them were tired and showed their love all the way from the capital to Lucheng.

"Time... not enough."

The two fell silent at the same time, she hugged his broad shoulders tightly, and he hugged her delicate waist, body and mind stuck together without a single gap.

"You bastard." She slammed on his shoulder, her eyes were red.

"I'm an asshole." He admitted, "I will treat you well for the rest of my life, I will make it up to you, and I will give you happiness..."

His oath was plain and simple, but that was what Ye Jia wanted.

"Then I wait for you."

"Wait if you can."

"What?"

"A man's words."

At the airport, the crowds are bustling, coming and going, busy travelers, seeing off relatives, and the farewell feelings are beyond words.

Can only be silent.

This time, after the order was transferred, it was Fu Zhiyan and Mu Chen who left.

Most of the police officers came to see him off.

Duan Xiaojun's eyes turned red: "You two are gone, who will accompany me to drink beer and supper?" He was about to cry.

"Virtue!" Mu Chen clenched his fist and slumped his shoulders, "Sister-in-law is much stronger than you."

Ye Jia tightly grabbed Fu Zhiyan's suitcase lever, lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and said nothing.

Fu Zhiyan pulled the luggage, but she didn't let go, she still bowed her head and didn't speak.

His heart twitched.

Turning around, he looked at Duan Xiaojun and the group of people behind him, and said, "From now on, Ye Jia... I'll ask you to take care of me."

"Don't worry, Team Fu!"

"Don't worry! My sister-in-law!"

"Okay, let's all go back." Mu Chen greeted everyone, leaving some private time for the wedding banquet.

After the police officers reluctantly bid farewell to the two, they left the airport hall in twos and threes.

When Duan Xiaojun walked out of the hall, he turned his head and saw a familiar figure. He didn't pay attention at first, but after he passed by, he realized that the tall, short-haired woman wearing sunglasses just now...was so familiar.

After the police officers left one by one, Fu Zhiyan pulled Ye Jia to a corner, and Ye Jia obediently followed behind him, her emotions gradually dissipated, and suddenly, she twitched.

"Don't cry!" he ordered.

She gritted her teeth, trying to hold back the tears welling up in her eyes.

"Brother Zhiyan, I won't cry." She twitched again.

Fu Zhiyan finally lowered his head and bit her red lips with one breath.

This kiss went deep to the bone.

He seemed to be taking her into his soul.

Finally, after a long and deep kiss, he suddenly took the luggage from the dizzy hand of her, turned around, and left without looking back.

If you don't look back, if you look back... you won't be able to leave.

He closed his eyes painfully.

I found Mu Chen at the security checkpoint. He looked at the hall, feeling a little lost for a moment.

"gone."

"Ah."

……

Ye Jia stood in front of the French window of the airport, watching the plane go straight into the sky, her heart suddenly became quiet.

Looking up again, in his eyes, there is unprecedented... firmness.

Behind her, Tao Di took off her sunglasses, covered her mouth with the back of her hand, and tears fell down.

(End of this chapter)