"We voluntarily become husband and wife. From today on, we will jointly give us the responsibilities and obligations entrusted by marriage..."

Duan Manyu and Zhou Liye spoke in unison, their voices around each other's ears. After they finished their vows, they took their marriage certificate from the staff's hands.

Is this... Married?!

Duan Manyu was stunned and looked at the marriage certificate in her hand. She thought that even if she really wanted to marry Zhou Liye, it would take a long time, maybe five passes and six generals. But it suddenly became. It was as if she had been fully armed, but as a result, it was useless.

"What's the matter?" his voice sounded in her ear.

Duan Manyu looked up and found that she had walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau with him at some time. "Nothing, just some emotion." she said low.

He frowned slightly, raised his hand, gently stroked her eyes, a touch of moisture stained with his fingertips, "Why are you crying? Because of emotion?"

She found that she was crying. She raised her hand. She wiped some tears from her eyes and said to him, "probably because I thought of the twists and turns before, so she felt that we should cherish the present and our marriage."

"There will be no more twists and turns in the future. Man Yu, we are already husband and wife. Well, go somewhere with me," he said.

"Where?" she said curiously.

"You'll know when you go," he said.

The two got into the car, and Zhou Liye drove slowly away from the parking lot of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Along the way, Duan Manyu gradually found that there was a sense of familiarity with Zhou Liye's route. When the destination was getting closer and closer, she finally knew where Zhou Liye was going to bring her.

church! The chapel where they broke up.

The car stopped in front of the church. Zhou Liye looked at Duan man and said, "I don't want our memories here, just those bad memories. I want to use good memories to cover the once bad memories. Do you... Want to?"

"Yeah." she nodded and followed him out of the car.

This place can be said to be her second time here, but her mood is very different from that of her first time here.

When he took her hand and came to the statue of Jesus, he turned around and stared at her with deep black eyes, "at first, those who wanted to propose to you here. Although we are husband and wife now, I still want to ask you again, Duan Manyu, will you marry me?"

As his voice fell, he bent up and knelt down in front of her, and his hand took out a ring box from his pocket. He opened the box. In the box was the ring he intended to give her.

He looked up at her, and she looked down. This was the first time. She looked at him in such a posture and saw the longing, tenderness and slow love in his eyes.

"Zhou Liye, I will!" she said loudly and took the initiative to extend her right hand to him.

The ring was slowly put on her ring finger. He stood up and kissed her hard.

All her senses were almost submerged in his kiss. A sweet, rippling in my heart, once almost missed, fortunately, they are still together at last.