Chapter 719: A Night of Sweet Reminiscence
by xennovelBook Chapter 719: Mrs. Xiao: I Really Like It (Update 2)
Nightfall. Lin
On his way home, Xiao Yu held up his phone. “Sis, miss me?”
“Mm, I do.”
The uniquely enchanting, mature tone of Mu Qingwu flowed from the phone. “When will you be back?”
“Oh, I’m swamped with cases. I need to think this through.”
Teasing his sister—who hadn’t yet realized she was already in Bincheng—Xiao Yu grinned, “But if you say something nice, maybe I’ll hurry home.”
“What exactly counts as ‘nice’?”
Mu Qingwu’s voice carried a soft laugh.
“That’s not for me to decide,”
Xiao Yu grinned widely. “You know how it is.”
“Is that so…”
Mu Qingwu giggled lightly, “Baby, I miss you.”
Xiao Yu: …
“Little brother, I miss you.”
…
“Sweetie, I miss you.”
…
“Kid, I miss you.”
…
“Dad, I miss you.”
…
“Little rascal, come home!”
…
Xiao Yu gasped, his entire body tingling as if he were weightless. “I’m at the doorstep!”
……
Nightfall. 657
A street food stall by the roadside.
A young couple sat on a small stool, heads bowed as they slurped noodles.
Every so often, they exchanged glances.
Their eyes sparkled with inseparable sweetness.
No one was truly the salvation of the other.
Growing up teaches you that shelter comes from more than just a house.
It also lies in the embrace of your soulmate…
“Tasty, isn’t it?”
Xiao Yu glanced at his enchanting sister. “Back in high school, I used to come here all the time. Money was tight, and a few of us would sneak out at night just to grab a bowl of noodles. Who would have thought it’d still be open all these years?”
As he spoke, he couldn’t help but admire how beautiful Mu Qingwu looked.
Her casual T-shirt, jeans, and simple shoes, paired with her flowing dark hair, framed a delicately enchanting face.
She exuded the grace of a campus belle while possessing the allure of a captivating goddess.
“Mm.”
With eyes like works of art and a smile as sweet as spring, Mu Qingwu replied, “Delicious.”
“That’s what matters.”
Xiao Yu lowered his head to take a bite, winking as he said, “Doesn’t our way of eating like this seem a bit familiar?”
“Huh?”
Mu Qingwu blinked her crescent-moon eyes and chuckled, “Bowing… for a wedding ceremony?!”
“Mm.”
As they both bent over their noodles, Xiao Yu laughed, “First, we bow to heaven and earth!”
……
Mu Qingwu’s luminous face flushed with a rare hint of shyness, irresistibly charming.
Yet she couldn’t help but adore her playful little brother enough to join him in another bow.
“Second, we bow to our parents!”
Xiao Yu lowered his head again, chuckling softly while eating.
Suppressing her laughter, Mu Qingwu took a bite.
For the third time, as they bent over their noodles…
“Now, a wedding bow!”
“Hahaha…”
The young couple burst into laughter together.
Xiao Yu always knew that Mu Qingwu had a penchant for romance.
But ever since he became her little brother,
her sense of romance had turned into tender adoration for this big kid…
“Can we kiss the bride now?”
Xiao Yu gazed into Mu Qingwu’s eyes, lost in their dreamy, glistening allure and the gentle warmth they held.
“Sure thing!”
Mu Qingwu’s stunning face brightened like a clearing sky, reminiscent of a snow lotus with a delicate, shy glow.
Xiao Yu stood, setting aside the small table, and scooped his sister into a gentle embrace, leaning in to plant a soft kiss.
He yearned to relive such tenderness time and time again…
……
Nightfall.
Movie Theater.
“Time to head home.”
Leaning against her brother, Mu Qingwu glanced at the empty seats and teased, “Mu Mu and Xiao Wu need someone to watch over them.”
“With Sister Bai on watch, we’re fine.”
Xiao Yu wrapped an arm around his sister, laughing, “Besides, since these little ones were born, how long has it been since we got some alone time?”
“Alright.”
Despite a hint of worry inside, Mu Qingwu never turned down her boy; she had no choice but to accompany him to a movie.
But…
Mu Qingwu squinted, feeling that something was just off about the theater tonight.
For one, the massive screen was adorned with overly exquisite decorations.
And the ceremonial stage in front of the screen… huh, a stage?
Mu Qingwu blinked rapidly as her heart began pounding.
Could it be…
Suddenly.
In the dark theater, a beam of light illuminated the massive screen.
Soothing, melodious music began to play at that very moment.
Vibrant, multicolored lights danced across the screen, resembling…
A line of text emerging from the kaleidoscopic colors before Mu Qingwu’s eyes.
【Dear Sister, this is the long-planned commemoration filled with deep affection!】
“You…”
In a flash of insight, Mu Qingwu realized what was happening and looked at Xiao Yu—who was grinning broadly with surprise and delight.
“Just keep watching.”
Xiao Yu, holding Mu Qingwu close, pointed at the screen.
At that moment, the text on the screen began to appear faster and in greater numbers,
like streaming comments.
【This is a commemoration, and also a romance.】
【Mrs. Xiao, destined for splendid threads, has no ties with the Buddha but shares a bond with me.】
【And hey, you can only love me. You have no choice, or else I’ll beat you up.】
【If you ask what love is, let me tell you: it’s doing the same thing with her tens of thousands of times and never getting tired of it.】
【So you think I’m annoying? You ask why I never admitted it before? It’s because I never looked at the moon or said I missed you—I wanted both you and the moon to remain in the dark.】
【Sis, I’m utterly enchanted by you. What about you—are you as smitten with me?】
Mu Qingwu reached out and grabbed Xiao Yu tightly, her body trembling slightly.
Just then, the lights came on perfectly.
The elders from both families, accompanied by a little boy and a stroller, approached the ceremonial stage.
They all smiled warmly as they watched.
A beam of light shone on the seating area, right over the young couple,
as if bearing witness.
Bearing witness to the sweetness of their union and the love they shared.
Bending down and reaching out, Xiao Yu scooped Mu Qingwu up in a princely hold and walked steadily toward the stage.
Mu Qingwu rested quietly against him like a delicate little woman,
savoring the romance and happiness that being doted on by her little brother brought her.
The radiant lights, the beautifully crafted stage, the soothing music, and the warm blessings from family all created an unforgettable scene.
After setting Mu Qingwu down, Xiao Yu accepted a large bouquet of roses from his son, glancing at Mu Qingwu—who covered her mouth in delight, eyes shimmering with joyful tears.
“Happy Wedding Anniversary.”
Sunshine and tenderness lit up Xiao Yu’s handsome face as he handed the roses to Mu Qingwu, saying, “Three years already. Thanks for being so wonderful to me!”
Instead of taking the flowers, Mu Qingwu threw herself into Xiao Yu’s arms and held him tightly.
My little one… you are the unexpected indulgence in my otherwise modest life.
People can be tender, and flowers so romantic.
I really love it!
Wen
Xue