On weekends, Heyue takes care of the small flower bed at home and sows the seasonal flower seeds first.

She squatted on the ground, holding a small shovel in her hand, shoveling the soil while pulling the newly grown weeds beside her.

The morning sun was weak, and there was a subtle heat on her body. He Yue wore a wide straw hat, overalls, rolled up her legs, and her white shirt was clean and tidy, with a few strands of hair floating on her cheeks.

Qiu Qing'an had a cross-border meeting last night. He just got up and stood at the door with a cup of coffee.

"There is breakfast for the microwave." He Yue heard the sound of footsteps and turned to him and said.

Qiu Qingan agreed lazily, turned around with a cup, and indeed pulled out a fried egg and sandwich in the microwave in the kitchen.

He leaned against the liugu table and ate alone, but he felt bored again, and took the plate to find Heyue.

"What are you like?" Qiu Qing'an squatted beside He Yue, eating fried eggs, and looking at the onion-like thing in her hand.

"Hydney." Kazuyo answered without raising his head.

Qiu Qing'an searched in his mind and combined the name with the picture. Clusters of purple-white flowers were fresh and beautiful. Unexpectedly, they turned out to be onions before they grew up.

He was quite surprised, "So its seed is so ugly."

Heyue: "...the seeds of daffodils lily grow like this."

"This kind of plant is called a bulb, and it looks very beautiful when it blooms."

"Oh." Qiu Qing'an listened obediently, and he finished the yellow fried egg on the plate one by one.

After a while, Qiu Qing'an put the plate back and followed her like a little tail. He asked two childish questions from time to time. He Yue didn't dislike him and answered him one by one.

Before he knew it, the sun rose, the sun became warm, and a light layer of sweat appeared on He Yue's forehead. As soon as he reached out to wipe it off, Qiu Qing'an pulled up his sleeves to wipe it clean.

"How long will it take to be busy? The sun is getting bigger."

"Now." He Yue's hand speeded up, so he planted the last flowers, patted the soil, and stood up.

She looked at the regular flower bed in front of her and suddenly felt a sense of ambition and pride.

He Yue stretched out his hand and sang to Qiu Qing'an, "Look, these are all the kingdoms I have built for you!"

"..." Qiu Qing'an looked at her with complicated eyes for a while, stretched out his hand and touched her forehead, and spoke worriedly.

"Isn't this tired and stupid?"

"...You are old." He Yue Youyou said.

"uh-huh?"

"I don't understand the memes of our young people."

Qiu Qing'an was silent for a moment, looking at her in a tangled and tentative manner, "Thank you Lord Long's kindness?"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Later this incident became the source of happiness for a happy whole day.

In October of the golden autumn, Jiang Haojie and Zhou Mi got married.

Heyue and Qiu Qing'an went to attend their wedding. The venue was held in a large manor. Before the wedding officially began, guests gathered and people around him came and greeted each other. The scene was arranged in a very grand and luxurious manner. Zhou Mi specially invited the female colleagues who were fighting openly and secretly, and was proud on this day.

The music began to sound, and a couple entered the venue. He Yue and Qiu Qing'an sat side by side, with the wind mixed with the fragrance of roses.

The people on the stage looked at each other and said oaths, and the whole ceremony was solemn and familiar.

When the newcomer kissed and applauded, He Yue couldn't help but leaned slightly and said to Qiu Qing'an aside: "It turns out that this was how we felt on stage at that time."

"What kind?" he asked knowingly.

"Well..." He Yue still looked at them above and pondered: "Sacred, beautiful, touching."

"Then we'll go back tonight to see our wedding video?"

"Okay." The two looked at each other and chuckled.

In the evening, the wedding ended, the couple gave all the guests and finally got out of the room and talked with them.

A wide pool in all directions is next to the grass, with pink and white balloons swaying in the wind. The four of them stood there, looking at the scene after the lively scene, and the surroundings were very quiet.

"I feel like this day is like a dream." Zhou Mi drank water, squinted her eyes and sighed.

"I was dizzy because of the tie." Jiang Haojie wanted to pull his bow tie, but he held it back.

"Just a few glasses of wine, you are still the same dish as before." Zhou Mi used to criticizing him without any mercy. Jiang Haojie pointed.

"Zhou Xiaomi, why did you talk to your husband?"

"Get out!" Zhou Mi smiled angrily and kicked him, but forgot that she was wearing high heels today, and her center of gravity was almost unstable, and was supported by Jiang Haojie with quick eyes and hands.

"Hey, why are all married women still so reckless."

"I'm eighty years old!"

"All right."

The two of them quarreled as usual, but they looked particularly vivid and happy because of their wedding dress and suits. He Yue shook his head and looked at Qiu Qing'an, but his eyes drifted away along a balloon that swayed into the sky.

"What are you looking at?"

"Nothing." He shook his head and withdrew his gaze.

"By the way, how will you go back later? Qiu Qing'an has a drink?" Zhou Mi came over and asked, He Yue didn't hesitate to think.

"I, I didn't drink it."

"Can you do it?" Jiang Haojie suspected that he had never seen He Yue drive a car...

"We can compete next time." Heyue replied calmly, Jiang Haojie rolled his eyes, Zhou Mi dragged her arms, full of expectations.

"Yueyue, what do you think of our wedding today?"

"Super good, you two are so handsome and beautiful, and you are born with a couple." He Yue praised sincerely. Before they could speak, Qiu Qing'an next to him laughed first.

"What are you laughing at? What are you laughing at?" Jiang Haojie immediately stepped forward and circled his neck, pressed it down, questioned him with a bad voice, Qiu Qing'an staggered twice and took off his hand.

"No, I'm echoing Ayue's point of view, she's right." Qiu Qing'an was extremely sincere. Looking at him and nodding, Jiang Haojie's face cleared slightly and he hummed softly.

"You know what you know."

Not far away, a child was led by his mother to leave the field. They seemed to have walked the latest because the child was holding a balloon in his hand, tied with pink ribbons, surrounded by clusters, floating in the air with his steps.

It's like a pink, soft cloud.

Qiu Qing'an looked at that place and suddenly spoke.

"Ayue, I want it too."

"Ah?" He Yue was stunned for two seconds, and carefully identified the expression on his face.

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah." He answered as he looked at her, his eyes serious and focused.

"want to."

He Yue thought about it, looked at the many balloons left in the wind at the scene, and said to him, "Then you wait a moment."

She walked away and walked towards the remaining flower stands, pillars, tables and chairs.

Every short distance at the wedding, a pink balloon is tied to it.

He Yue was busy inside, and he stretched out his hand and took off the balloons with great effort, sometimes bent down, sometimes squatted down, and finally collected almost everything. He found a ribbon and tied it intimately, and walked towards them with the soft pink "cloud".

Zhou Mi watched her hand the balloon in her hand to Qiu Qing'an, with no displeasure on her face and a gentle look in her eyes.

"Hold it."

Qiu Qing'an took it and smiled with satisfaction.

Zhou Mi resisted the urge to complain and pulled Heyue aside.

"It's been so many years, why are you still like this?"

"Where?" He Yue was puzzled.

"You have to satisfy him any request!"

"Ah..." He Yue thought for a while, "No...some would refuse." For example, restricting her freedom...

"I didn't see it anyway." Zhou Mi stood there with her hands in her arms, showing dissatisfaction.

"You're just being so nice to him."

"Isn't it possible?" Heyue asked her in confusion.

"I really want to be nice to him, and if he is happy, I will be happy too." So she will satisfy him for most things that are unrelated to principles.

What's more, he just helped him find a balloon.

"Okay, okay, pretend I didn't say it." Zhou Mi raised her hand and surrendered.

The one who is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten, but others cannot interfere in emotional matters.

When he returned, she drove. She paid attention to the road conditions and held the steering wheel in her hand. Yu Guang looked at the co-pilot Qiu Qing'an.

He was leaning there, playing with the pile of balloons in his arms, and a slight smile hung on his lips.
To be continued...