)Chapter 2: Finale—Rose Garden There is a floral scent wafting from the wind, a faint floral scent, but a floral scent that she is familiar with. [26nbsp;] It is the scent of rose flowers, light and graceful, meaningful and continuous, as if in the flower

Passing through the sea.

Tang Fangge slowly opened her eyes, and the first light that hit her eyes was silver-white, which was An Zexi's hair. He lowered his head and smiled at Tang Fangge, with a pampering tenderness on his lips.

"Are you awake?" he asked, continuing to walk forward with Tang Fangge in his arms.

"Well, are we here yet?" Tang Fangge nodded, stuck her head out and looked around. The scenery in front of her shocked her.

There are large and small wooden houses on the streets, and there are rose vines everywhere on the houses. If you look around, you can see the endless rose garden. The wooden houses arranged in an orderly manner have different shapes, but each has its own characteristics.

Various flowers are planted around a house, but there must be roses on the roof.

Tang Fangge was stunned. She didn't realize for a moment what kind of place this was. She had never seen such a beautiful place before.

"Where is here?" Tang Fangge looked at An Zexi blankly, feeling strange and novel to the outside world.

An Zexi put Tang Fangge down and pointed to a small wooden house in the distance.

The moment she saw the wooden house, something almost burst out of Tang Fangge's heart, and tears blurred her eyes. Naturally, she knew the small house in the distance. Their small courtyard had a swing in the courtyard and a full

Rose flowers on the wall.

"Do you like it?" An Zexi looked at Tang Fangge with tears streaming down his face. He knew that she was not sad, but crying with excitement.

Tang Fangge wiped the tears from her eyes, but she couldn't wipe them away no matter how hard she wiped them. It is said that people cry when they are in pain, but it turns out that they also cry when they are happy. That kind of warmth is in her heart a little bit

The spread of tears is like a flood coming out of the gate. It is completely uncontrollable and I can only let the tears slide down little by little. This is the feeling of overflowing happiness. My whole body is happy, even excited.

In Tang Fangge's heart, Rose Town is a warm town. The men and women in the town all have French romantic feelings. They like to send flowers and treat flowers as their friends. In the past, there were many flowers in the town.

Among them, roses are the most beautiful. Roses of all colors are blooming in colorful colors, which are particularly beautiful. But in this world now, there is no trace of filth at all. The smell of flowers and roses is everywhere.

"This is the rose garden I gave you." After six years, Rose Town has completely changed its appearance. The farther place is the leisure and entertainment center, and this is the residential center. All the houses are made of wood.

Roses are planted everywhere. Many celebrities in the world have almost lost their scalps to buy a villa here, because there is no place more suitable for retirement than here.

The flowers bloom continuously throughout the four seasons, making the town feel like spring all year round. There is no noise of traffic, only the pure taste of nature. This gift was given to Tang Fangge by An Zexi. Before, a long time ago, he wanted to give it to Tang Fangge.

Such a gift from her. This cabin only belongs to them. It remains the same as it was six years ago. It has never been touched, except that the outside is full of flowers.

There are roses blooming, as delicate and beautiful as a beauty lying on the eaves smiling. There are also roses as white as snow, dotted with red flowers and green leaves. Here, there are all kinds of roses. For these, An

Jersey has invited the best flower masters in the world to manage it.

After the town was re-planned, many people were reluctant to leave. They stayed in Qiangwei Town and still lived a lively and happy life as usual.

Here, emotions are pure, and even the air is so fresh. It is precisely because of this that Qiangwei Town can attract a steady stream of tourists, but this place is specially reserved for her.

. No one can disturb their tranquility, just the two of them are enough.

Tang Fangge's figure shuttled among the roses. She was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth when she saw the blooming roses. Seeing Tang Fangge so happy, An Zexi's face was also full of smiles.

Sitting on the swing of flower vines, Tang Fangge sat on it and then swung himself up.

Her black hair was flying in the wind, and her laughter was like a garden full of roses, especially charming.

Tang Fangge calmed down slowly. She walked to the room. Everything inside was the same as six years ago. It seemed that she had not finished what she wanted to do that day. At that time, she wanted to take down the curtains and clean them.

So the curtains were only half removed and placed there.

Some clothes were still hanging on the clothes rack. She originally wanted to sew and mend the two people's slightly damaged clothes. But she didn't expect that it would happen so suddenly. She packed her luggage in a hurry and forgot about the clothes she put on the clothes rack. Look.

Seeing those clothes, Tang Fangge's hands couldn't help but linger on the clothes. It seemed that she had not done any of these things, and seemed to have been waiting for her, just like he was waiting for her.

"Have you been waiting here for me?" Tang Fangge touched his clothes, and there was no dust on them. This room was well preserved, and no place had been touched. They just swept away the dust. His voice was a bit choked, Tang

Fang Ge lowered his head and asked.

An Zexi stood behind Tang Fangge and nodded, "Yes, I have been waiting for you to come back. You said you would make a dish for me to eat tonight, which you learned from others. I have been waiting. You said you would make mine

I've been waiting to mend the hole in my pants. You asked me to prune the flowers in the garden, and I've been waiting for you."

Tears fell from the corners of his eyes little by little. Tang Fangge touched the clothes in his hands and buried them in them, his shoulders trembling. An Zexi walked over and held her in his arms, "Don't cry, as long as you come back now. We will have more in the future."

I will spend a lot of time waiting for you to finish things one by one."

Tang Fangge leaned in An Zexi's arms. She stretched out her arms and hugged An Zexi's waist tightly. At this moment, she was really happy.

"Thank you, thank you for waiting for me all the time." Tang Fangge thanked her in a muffled voice. She was really happy. She was very happy that he had been waiting for her and waiting for her.

An Zexi's arm shrank, his chin rested on Tang Fangge's hair and he whispered softly: "I want to thank you, thank you for coming back to me again, and for being able to ask me to hug you again.

"

The two didn't speak for a long time. Even if they didn't speak, they understood each other a little bit. No matter who was right or who was wrong, they had lost too much. There is nothing more happiness than grasping happiness, and nothing more than each other.

It is even happier to still love each other, and there is no happier thing than being able to hug each other.

Just by hugging like this, you can feel happiness. Just by hugging like this, you can feel the importance of each other's existence. Just like this, happiness seems to open a space in their hearts, and there is only each other in this space.

The taste of roses, the aroma of roses, and the happiness of roses.

Things that have not been done before have to be done, so Tang Fangge picked up those clothes and found her sewing box from the drawer. Even these things have not changed, they have always been here.

Tang Fangge picked up An Zexi's clothes and sewed the hole, while An Zexi sat aside and watched her threading the needle and thread. The wanderer wears the clothes, and the loving mother holds the thread. Sometimes this sentence really suits his wife.

, think about the needlework in the hands of the wife, it is not attachment and love for her husband.

"What are you looking at? Have you seen the spirit?" Tang Fangge's heart trembled. He always looked at her like this, which made her a little nervous. Even though she had never looked like this before, Tang Fangge still couldn't help but look confused.

All red.

An Zexi smiled and said: "I just think you are beautiful the way you are now, which makes me a little obsessed."

Sometimes the disgusting words are really not something to be said. They are just said casually and feel a bit disgusting. But those disgusting words are indeed a sincere expression. If it were in the past, Tang Fangge would probably poke his finger.

But now there is a smile on her lips, but there is still a little shyness on her face.

"You are getting better and better at talking." Tang Fangge smiled lightly, with a bit of happiness in his eyes.

"It's not that I can speak anymore, it's just because you are here that I can speak." Anzexi was calm and expressed his thoughts naturally.

Tang Fangge spent a lot of effort to sew the clothes, but she looked at her workmanship and found it really bad. Frowning, she looked at An Zexi. It was estimated that the clothes he was wearing were not to mention shabby.

If there is a hole, even if a thread comes off, it will not be threaded again.

Putting the clothes on his knees very weakly, Tang Fangge said helplessly: "I haven't done needlework for many years, and this hole is really ugly. You'd better not wear it, and just throw this dress away!"

"Looking at the crooked pins on it, Tang Fangge even despised himself.

An Zexi looked at Tang Fangge dissatisfied. He had kept this dress for six years until she came back to sew it for him. She would throw it away when she came back.

"No, I want to wear this dress." Taking the clothes from Tang Fangge's knees, An Zexi was reluctant to follow Tang Fangge's will.

"That place is so ugly, how can you wear it out?" Tang Fangge reached out to grab the clothes, but An Zexi didn't give it to him.

"What's so ugly about it? I've been waiting for six years and now I'm going to wear it for you to see." After saying that, the belt was immediately untied.

It was rare for the two of them to get into trouble like this, and Anzexi was really a little eager and had a childish temper. He was obviously a little anxious when he unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants, so half of his pants fell off.

There was a sudden embarrassment in the air. Tang Fangge was sitting in front of An Zexi, while An Zexi had half of his pants off and stood opposite Tang Fangge. Such a position couldn't be better. I don't think so.

Lenovo.

Tang Fangge immediately blushed. She saw An Zexi's body reacting naturally.

An Zexi looked at his next face, and he really didn't blame him. This matter can only be said to be embarrassing. He didn't expect to have a reaction, it was just looking at such a position.

"Pervert." Tang Fangge blushed with embarrassment and immediately turned his head away.

An Zexi actually smiled, "Honey, you have taken off your clothes, so don't waste such a good opportunity."

After saying that, An Zexi rushed over. Tang Fangge didn't expect An Zexi to be so shameless. It was just an accident that he actually dared to do it.

"It's still daytime." Tang Fangge was depressed, why could such a thing happen just by mending clothes? If she hadn't seen the suspicious red color on An Zexi's face, she would have really thought that he had deliberately killed her.

His pants were taken off.

An Zexi ignored her completely, "Things between husband and wife are better during the day than at night." When he was in such an embarrassing situation, he would not endure it anymore. My wife, I just want to love her more when I have time.

Now that he has already reacted, we can't ask him to take a cold shower again! If we ask him to take a cold shower, he will not be happy.

Tang Fangge had no choice but to struggle, so within ten minutes, the room was filled with spring scenery.

An Zexi's strong and powerful body was like a dragon, while Tang Fangge was like a pool of water. Let this man roll up thousands of waves and thousands of waves on her body.

The fire in the room was burning fiercely, and the sunshine outside the room seemed to be getting hotter and a little shy. The rose flower showed a smile, and the swing outside the house was swaying in the wind.

This world is just a world that belongs to the two of them.

If this love can be so strong, then indulge in it! This is the song.

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The eyes in the afternoon were a bit dazzling, and An Zexi had already fallen asleep. Tang Fangge didn't sleep. She was tortured by him, but she didn't want to sleep as much as he did.

Looking up at the window, the thin white window screen was blown by the wind, and he was sleeping peacefully in her arms.

Through the window, you can see the outside world, with roses everywhere. These roses were probably built by him for her. If she was really gone, would he be in more pain or despair? Roses

In this world, if she is gone, she hopes that nothing will ever exist, at least it will not make him so sad.

He reached out and stroked An Zexi's silver hair, which was produced here. This rose flower world gave them hope and happiness, but also gave him despair.

Looking carefully at the white hair on An Zexi's head, Tang Fangge wanted to find a little black in it. She would do this every day. If An Zexi was happy today, would his hair become

black.

He was obviously only in his thirties, but his hair was already gray. This gray hair was not his fault, but their loss.

"I love you..." A kiss was printed on An Zexi's silver hair. If love could water these silver hair, Tang Fangge was willing to use love to bring back his original color.

There is a faint smile on the lips of the sleeping person. Even in his dream, he is happy.
Chapter completed!