The next morning, Jiang Han, who had not felt weakness in his waist for a long time since he started practicing, turned over and woke up the beautiful woman next to him.
The soft hair tips gently rubbed against Jiang Han's face, and then he hugged Jiang Han with one hand.
Feeling something strange, Jiang Han opened his eyes and saw Jiang Zhiyu with slightly messy hair.
The memory of yesterday came to his mind at this moment.
Although he was a little uncomfortable, Jiang Zhiyu beside him had indeed become his wife now.
The two looked at each other and laughed in unison.
Jiang Han took Jiang Zhiyu into his arms with his backhand, and then said with a hint of sleepiness: "What time is it?"
"Early eight o'clock." Jiang Zhiyu replied.
"So late?" Jiang Han said in surprise when he heard this. He was used to getting up early, and he was very energetic since he started practicing, so he would rarely sleep until this point.
He sat up and looked at the mess on the bed. No matter how thick-skinned Jiang Han was, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.
Jiang Zhiyu's strength has reached the threshold of a great general, but it is still far inferior to Jiang Han.
Logically speaking, Jiang Han's physical fitness is such that he will not feel any fatigue throughout the night.
But facts have proved one thing, the ground can be plowed countless times, but the cattle need to rest.
In fact, after returning to the room at ten o'clock yesterday, the two of them didn't fall asleep until five o'clock in the morning.
Jiang Zhiyu just lay in Jiang Han's arms, unwilling to get up.
But before Jiang Zhiyulai could wait long, there was a knock on the door.
"Dong...dong..."
Jiang Zhiyu shrank back into the quilt like a frightened rabbit.
And mother Tang Xin's voice also sounded at this moment: "Xiaohan, Zhiyu, it's time to get up."
"Zhiyu is going back home today, and your parents are still waiting."
Jiang Zhiyu's face instantly turned red at her mother's reminder.
No matter how proactive I am, it is still the first time in my life.
At Jiang Zhiyu's urging, Jiang Han got up first and went out. His parents and sisters Jiang Baishuang were already sitting at the dining table.
The steaming meat porridge is accompanied by several exquisite side dishes, which must have been made by my father.
"Dad, Mom."
Jiang Han said hello, and his mother responded before getting up and walking upstairs.
After a while, the red-faced Jiang Zhiyu was brought out by his mother. Different from yesterday's elegant and generous appearance, today's Jiang Zhiyu seemed much more coquettish.
"Dad...good morning."
This address was obviously addressed to Jiang Cheng.
The chopsticks in Lao Jiang's hand shook. Facts have proved that even Lao Jiang, who is on the throne, cannot maintain his apparent calmness at this time.
"Zhiyu, good morning."
"Go and wash up quickly and get ready for breakfast."
Jiang Cheng responded, Jiang Baishuang's face remained as usual, she stood up and said hello, sister-in-law.
As for the little guy Jiang Qingyi, he covered his mouth with his fleshy little hands and smiled awkwardly. His erratic eyes sometimes fell on Jiang Zhiyu, sometimes turned to Jiang Han, and then he laughed again.
Obviously everything was rushed, but it seemed to be a matter of course.
After breakfast, Jiang Han accompanied Jiang Zhiyu back to Jiang's house, where he had lunch.
On the way back, both of them seemed to have accepted the fact that they were married. Jiang Zhiyu took Jiang Han's arm. The two of them walked for half an hour on the originally not-so-distant road.
"Jiang Han."
Jiang Zhiyu suddenly spoke out and called Jiang Han's name.
"Um?"
Turning his head to look, Jiang Zhiyu's voice suddenly became deeper: "I don't want you to leave, what should I do?"
When Jiang Han heard this, he didn't know how to respond.
To be honest, if he had a choice, how could he be willing to leave?
But the facts are right in front of him, and he has no choice, because once he goes back on some things, no one can bear the consequences.
After getting married, Jiang Zhiyu didn't want him to leave, but Jiang Han became more determined to leave.
Because he suddenly understood something, and this thing is called responsibility.
He must take on the responsibility of protecting Jiang Zhiyu.
Even though he knew very little about the universe, Jiang Han discovered a terrifying fact from those words.
The entire universe follows the extremely straightforward law of the jungle and the strong.
If you are not strong enough, you will become a piece of meat on someone else's chopping block.
"Knowing fish."
Jiang Han stopped, looked at Jiang Zhiyu and said, "Some things must be done."
"Don't worry too much, I will be fine."
Jiang Zhiyu didn't speak, just shook his head, buried his face in Jiang Han's chest, and hugged him tightly.
When Jiang Han saw this, he could only sigh secretly in his heart.
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But having just gotten married, they are now forced to accept their separation.
In fact, neither of them can guarantee how long this separation will last.
Maybe a few months? Maybe a few years? Or maybe, we will never see each other again.
"Believe me, I have never admitted defeat along the way, and there will definitely be a good result this time." Feeling the moisture coming from his chest, Jiang Han could only comfort him again.
But Jiang Zhiyu still didn't speak.
The two of them just stood on the path, and the atmosphere was a bit solemn.
After a while, a light cough sounded.
Jiang Han followed the sound and discovered that Zhao Ji was standing more than ten meters in front of the two of them.
When Jiang Zhiyu heard someone coming, he put away his slightly out-of-control emotions and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
"It's time, you should come with me to sign up."
Zhao Ji said.
Hearing this, Jiang Han took a deep breath and nodded: "I understand, I will follow you when I send her home."
Zhao Ji didn't speak, but after her eyes wandered around Jiang Zhiyu, she nodded.
"Go and get some more of that thing from last time, the more the better."
"I'm waiting for you here."
That thing from last time?
When Jiang Han heard this, he immediately understood that what Zhao Ji was talking about should be tea.
Although top-quality tea is scarce, Jiang Han still has a lot of it.
It was obvious that Zhao Ji gave him a reason to stay a little longer.
After he handed over to Zhao Ji, the power of space around Jiang Han vibrated, hugging Jiang Zhiyu, and teleported directly back to his villa.
Three days was still too tight, so tight that Jiang Han still had a lot to say and was about to leave.
Facing the upcoming parting, Jiang Zhiyu suddenly calmed down.
Packing clothes for Jiang Han and packing boxes, although she didn't know if these were of any use on an alien planet, it was the only thing she could do.
Jiang Han did not refuse the things Jiang Zhiyu packed and prepared, and put them all into the system space.
After walking slowly out of the villa gate, I looked back and saw that the figures of my parents, Jiang Zhiyu, Jiang Baishuang, and Jiang Qingyi were stretched longer and longer by the setting sun.