novelraw Chapter 39 You're already my wife
Chapter 39 You're already my wife
"Huh? Want to drink?" Jiang Hong's eyes lit up instantly.
He hadn't been an adult for long, and his family was very strict, so he hadn't drunk much.
No matter how composed he appears on the show, deep down he still has a youthful spirit and a strong sense of curiosity.
Komo smiled and said, "Do you remember what I mentioned about the Midsummer Festival activities in the RV?"
Wen Shumu remembered it clearly: "Playing in the water during the day. And... water and fire were regarded as the source of all things by the people of Fumeng Star."
"Yes, since we've dealt with water during the day, it's fire's turn at night." Komo nodded with satisfaction. "As night falls, a lively bonfire celebration will be held in the center of Busa Square, and there will also be many high-quality fruit wines produced by Fumeng Star for tourists to taste."
Relying on tourism and agriculture, Fu Mengxing will not miss any opportunity to promote its products to tourists.
The sky was completely shrouded in darkness, but Busa Square remained unaffected by the night. All the streetlights were on, and colorful strings of lights hung from the trees, adorning every corner of the square and making it seem even more festive than during the bustling daytime.
Upon entering the square, the daytime stage has been removed, and the most eye-catching feature is the raging fire burning in the center.
Drive away the darkness and welcome the warmth.
For the people of Fumeng Star, this is not just a celebration ceremony, but also an expression of their local national spirit and hope for the future.
Compared to the boisterous fun of playing in the water during the day, the square was noticeably quieter at night. The music changed from energetic rock to soft and soothing light music, and people spoke in hushed tones, no longer shouting like they did during the day.
Strolling in the square, with the night breeze blowing, Wen Shumu felt that her breathing was much easier.
It was as if everything that happened in the lounge was just a dream he had during his afternoon nap.
but……
He turned his head slightly and glanced at Ling Suyu who was following behind him.
Upon meeting those deep eyes, Wen Shumu quickly turned away.
Ling Suyu looked at him differently now.
He had lost some of his former somberness and gained more complex thoughts that he couldn't quite understand.
"Fresh Etienne wine, free samples!"
"A special Midsummer Festival offer of lightly intoxicating lychee and rose wine—don't miss it, or you'll have to wait until next year!"
"A wonderfully delicious iced white wine!"
The calls of various fruit wine vendors could be heard from not far away.
"...Honey, let's go take a look over there!" Wen Shumu casually pointed to a liquor stall.
When a camera was pointed at him, he immediately switched his form of address.
He didn't expect Ling Suyu to respond, but instead heard a "okay".
Wen Shumu couldn't help but look up at Alpha again, where familiar ice-blue eyes were staring straight at him.
It was almost as if... no matter what he said, Ling Suyu would agree.
A flicker of emotion crossed Wen Shumu's eyes as he silently turned and walked toward the stall.
With plenty of time, they simply visited every liquor stall.
I don't know when it started, but Wen Shumu's eyes began to glaze over, and his speech became somewhat incoherent.
Fruit wine may taste good, but it can also have a strong aftereffect.
He hadn't paid attention while he was shopping, but now that he was done, he immediately felt dizzy and his face was burning.
Wen Shumu squinted at Ling Suyu: "Honey... stop spinning, I'm dizzy."
Ling Suyu, who remained standing still, was speechless.
"I didn't turn around, you're drunk," Ling Suyu said in a low voice.
Wen Shumu drawled out, "Oh—"
So this is what it feels like to be drunk.
I felt a little dizzy, but my mind was still relatively clear, and my head and body were even more excited than usual.
It's probably normal for drunk people to talk nonsense, right?
Thinking of this, Wen Shumu closed his eyes: "I'm so dizzy, I... I can't walk anymore!"
Then he got his wish and lay down on Ling Suyu's broad back, resting his chin on the marshal's shoulder, his nose only a few centimeters away from the marshal's reddened earlobe.
Ling Suyu carried him toward the Buxia Square parking lot.
Behind me were the shouts of liquor vendors and the joyful sounds of singing and dancing around the bonfire.
The two people, who were standing close together, seemed not to hear each other.
All that reached their ears were the sounds of fabric rubbing together, footsteps, and each other's breathing.
Wen Shumu suddenly spoke up: "Brother."
"Um?"
"husband."
"……Um."
Ling Suyu responded to each address. Wen Shumu grinned and stared at the marshal's increasingly red ears as he called out twice more.
He must have been completely drunk.
I felt like I was walking on cotton, or floating on clouds, experiencing a light and joyful feeling. I was excited and happy, and even my speech became more straightforward.
"Brother, I'm so happy."
He thought he would never have anything to do with that word again.
Ling Suyu paused for a moment, her gaze softening considerably, and replied softly, "Me too."
A small tree has finally grown on the long-abandoned island.
It is not as bright and eye-catching as a flower, and looks gentle and harmless, but it has put down deep roots that are difficult to uproot.
The alcohol in his system dilated his blood vessels and emboldened Wen Shumu, who finally asked the question that had been weighing on his mind for a long time: "Brother, what do I have to do to become your wife? Not just for show."
Chirping sounds came from both sides of the quiet road. The birds hiding in the treetops, peeking at the two, seemed to be getting impatient, urging the silent people to give an answer quickly.
After a moment, Ling Suyu finally spoke: "What are you calling me now?"
"Brother." The Omega's voice carried an unconscious sweetness.
Soft and gentle, a tone he would never use when he was sober.
"Anything else?"
"Mmm...husband!"
A faint smile appeared on Ling Suyu's lips: "So, you are already my wife."
Wen Shunmu's consciousness was already blurred, and he hadn't yet figured out how heavy those words were. He just couldn't help but rub his face against Ling Suyu's neck.
You can feel that warm, heart-beating sensation coming from your blood vessels.
My brother is alive and well; he's really here with me.
This is all reality, not something that exists in countless vague dreams.
Tomorrow, don't wake up disappointed.
*
The light-colored curtains of the thatched cottage did not block out the light and could not stop the glaring sunlight from trying to squeeze into the room.
Wen Shumu had already woken up.
There was no one beside him; Ling Suyu must have gone for a morning run or was handling official business.
Wen Shumu faced the wall, his back to the outside, his eyes wide open.
He had never been so grateful for the good memory God had given him.
He remembered everything that happened while he was drunk last night, not a single word.
So, you're already my wife.
Wen Shumu first pursed his lips, then suddenly one corner of his mouth curled up, and then the other corner also lifted up.
He suddenly pulled back the blanket and buried his face in it.
Then, muffled laughter came from under the covers.
Meanwhile, far away on the Imperial Star, Allison let out a laugh even more unrestrained than his wife's.
There were also many staff members from the manor surrounding her, all wearing big, warm smiles.
The 3D projection on the terminal floating in front of me clearly showed a live recording of "Love's Star Journey".
The tall, black-haired Alpha carried the flaxen-brown, curly-haired Omega on his back, walking steadily forward.
Allison and his friends have watched the video more than a dozen times and almost know it by heart.
The butler adjusted his monocle: "Oh dear, I feel like those pajamas I prepared will be needed very soon."
The others also chimed in with lively discussion.
"How about we renovate the wedding room again?"
"We should change the bed first, and get a bigger one!"
"Prepare more fruit wine; I think your wife really enjoys it."
"stop--"
"Hold on, everyone!" Allison clapped his hands, signaling a pause in the discussion, and said seriously, "I think we should start preparing the children's room."
Everyone turned their gaze to the butler who had made the suggestion, and fell silent for a moment.
You've already thought about the kids' room, it seems like you're the most anxious about it!!!