Farmhouse with a little field

Chapter 549 Ring
It was a silver-white ring, emitting a soft but bright light in the dark night. If you look carefully, you can see a moon pattern engraved on the front of the ring, and the word "Ning" engraved on the back.

If you take a closer look, you will find that there are many flaws in this ring, such as the surface is not smooth enough, the lines are not fine enough, and even the thickness of each part of the ring is not uniform...

Han Duyue silently lowered her head and stared at the ring back and forth, turning it over and over for countless times, and finally raised her head: "Song Ning, did you make this ring yourself?"

Although the tone was positive, Han Duyue's attitude was very positive.

Song Ning looked at Han Duyue with bright eyes. Ever since Han Duyue began to study the ring, he had been staring at Han Duyue. At this time, Han Duyue's eyes had moved from the ring to his body. Staring at Han Duyue.

Han Duyue's face was not as red as before when she raised her head again, but her eyes were still covered with mist. The mist just came from a smile, and this time it was obviously related to the ring on her hand.

"Yes." Song Ning nodded without hesitation, her voice was calm, but her heart was already unstable.

Han Duyue pursed her lips, and her eyes turned red almost instantly. After confessing her identity to Song Ning, Han Duyue occasionally couldn't help talking about things that no one else knew about.

This is almost inevitable. After all, no matter how long she has lived in this world, Han Duyue is still a modern person in her bones, and what she said has been integrated into this world is just a cover of her modern identity. Just a new identity.

No matter how many things she has experienced, she will never forget her previous identity and experience, which directly caused her to miss and miss her.

And Song Ning, as the only one in this world who knew her true origin, and also as her only lover, naturally became Han Duyue's confidant, and there was something about the ring in it.

But at that time, Han Duyue was just mentioning it in passing, and said it in a very simple sentence. After all, she is not that kind of hypocritical person. Although she still remembers the past life in her heart, she will never raise her hand. , expressing that he wanted Song Ning to give her a ring.

The world is different, she will stick to some principled things, but for some unnecessary things, she will not force others to cooperate with her.

But this does not mean that when Song Ning is willing to cooperate with her, she will not feel moved and grateful. Thinking that Song Ning actually made this ring with her own hands just because of a word she said, Han Duyue felt that My heart is soft, warm, and sour.

Han Duyue took a deep breath, her voice trembling slightly: "I accidentally took off the ring just now, can you help me put it on again?"

Saying that, Han Duyue raised her hands, pinched the ring with her left hand, and faced Song Ning with the back of her right hand, staring at the ring without blinking.

When she was put on the ring just now, she had her eyes closed, this time she wanted to see the scene clearly.

"Of course." Song Ning smiled slightly, looking at Han Duyue intently and affectionately, he reached out to take the ring, and slowly put the ring on her ring finger again under Han Duyue's serious gaze.

Han Duyue stared at her hand over and over for a while, finally raised her head again, smiled at Song Ning with reddish eyes, "This ring is so beautiful, I will always wear it."

Then she said, "Where's the other ring? Take it out quickly, and I'll put it on for you."

Han Duyue almost didn't need to ask, she could guess that Song Ning definitely didn't just make a ring, because the inside of the ring she was wearing now was engraved with Song Ning's name, so Song Ning should also engrave it. On the other inside is a ring with his own name.

Sure enough, as she expected, after Song Ning raised her eyebrows slightly, she took out a small box from her bosom, and slowly opened it in front of Han Duyue.

Han Duyue took out the ring from the small box, and looked it over carefully. After seeing the word "moon" on the inside of the ring, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but: "Why is there something wrong on the outside of this ring?" There are no patterns carved?"

"Because it was really hard for me to think of any pattern from my own name, so I didn't engrave any pattern." Song Ning answered truthfully, and shrugged helplessly.

Han Duyue pursed her lips and smiled, and said to Song Ning, "Extend your left hand quickly."

Song Ning stretched out her left hand obediently, just like Han Duyue just now, she began to stare at her left hand.

Han Duyue couldn't help being a little nervous, she swallowed her saliva, and put the ring on Song Ning's ring finger very carefully: "Put it on."

Song Ning held Han Duyue's right hand with her left hand, their ring fingers were put together, and the two rings were also close to each other.

"I have been making these two rings for a long time. At the beginning, they were just iron rings. Not to mention the rough surface, the rings are also very thick. It is embarrassing to look at." Song Ning looked at the two hands. The ring on the top, whispered in a low voice.

Han Duyue was more and more moved, and almost didn't know what to say. Thousands of words were finally reduced to two words: "Thank you."

Thank you for leaving that purse and giving me the opportunity to know you; thank you for writing the letter of guarantee and giving me the opportunity to fall in love with you; thank you for everything you have done so that I can have this lifelong companionship in this world the warmth of...

"Although I have already said that there is no need to thank you and me, but this time I will accept it reluctantly." Song Ning stretched out her left hand and rubbed Han Duyue's head, even if the silver ring was in the dark It is also very obvious.

"Actually..." Han Duyue lowered her head slightly, her face was flushed with blush, but her tone was extremely firm, "In our place, the way to wear rings is also very particular. The ring finger represents marriage, although we have not officially married yet. , but I would like to wear the ring here now."

Han Duyue was a little hypocritical. Originally, there was only one chance to get married alone, unless they were divorced, but Han Duyue turned one into two.

One is the wedding that will be held on the second day of February next year, that is, the marriage in this world; and the other is at this moment, which represents the wedding in another world that can no longer go back.

Probably because the two really had a good understanding, Song Ning understood the deep meaning of Han Duyue's words without thinking too much, and her already bright eyes suddenly became brighter: "Since I wear it, I will wear it for the rest of my life." .”

"Okay." Han Duyue nodded earnestly holding back her shyness.

Putting on the rings, the two continued to walk in the plum garden. The plum blossom petals with a faint fragrance fell from the branches, flew past the two of them, and fell to the ground, forming a soft layer.

Maybe the petals are too soft, Han Duyue felt as if she was walking on the clouds, her feet felt soft, she hesitated for a while, and couldn't help but said: "Song Ning, I feel like I'm dreaming."

"Coincidentally, I happen to have this feeling too." Song Ning looked at Han Duyue and replied.

The two looked at each other, and Han Duyue looked at Song Ning's serious and innocent expression, and suddenly couldn't help laughing: "It seems that I am not dreaming."

"Why?" Song Ning raised her eyebrows.

Han Duyue reached out and took a petal from Song Ning's eyebrow: "Because your look just now looked a little funny, if I was dreaming, you shouldn't be like this just now, right?"

"That's true," Song Ning actually nodded in agreement, and then changed the topic, "But I didn't know before, so in Xiaoyue's heart, I am so perfect?"

"..." Did she say that just now?She just felt that Song Ning's appearance just now didn't match his expression too much.

"But hearing what you said, I can also be sure that this is not a dream, because only in reality, you will be so spoiled." Song Ning smiled and pinched Han Duyue's nose, teasing.

Han Duyue was even more speechless, why didn't she know that she had once spoiled the scenery?And according to what Song Ning meant, it seemed more than once?
"I'm not spoiling the scenery, I know how to be poetic and picturesque." Han Duyue retorted unwillingly for herself, although this refutation was not strong at all.

Song Ning asked calmly, "I don't know where Xiaoyue's poetic and picturesque charm is?"

Han Duyue really wanted to say that she was very poetic everywhere, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that she really couldn't give any suitable examples.

At the beginning of the relationship with Song Ning, she was the passive party. After that, the relationship between the two gradually became closer, and she actually didn't do much.

Even though she would help Song Ning make a purse every month, if this matter was pursued, it was Song Ning's first request, and then it gradually became a habit.

Thinking about it this way, I really seem to be a very emotionless person?Han Duyue suddenly felt a little frustrated, but she shouldn't, she was obviously very attentive to this relationship.

Watching Han Duyue slowly turn from contemplative to dejected, Song Ning couldn't help but rubbed her hair again: "I was just joking with you, do you really take it seriously?"

Han Duyue looked at Song Ning depressedly: "It's not that I want to take it seriously, but after thinking about it carefully, I really don't seem to understand romance."

"Why does Xiaoyue think so?" The smile on Song Ning's face faded slightly, he didn't expect his words to be taken seriously by Xiaoyue, "Do you remember how many meals you helped me cook, and how many meals you helped me with?" How many sets of clothes have you made?"

Han Duyue shook her head, how could she remember such a thing?

"That's it, you know, there are countless men in this world who will never taste a meal made by their wife, nor wear a piece of clothing sewn by their wife," Song Ning began to comfort Han Duyue in turn, "Besides, the food Xiaoyue cooks is very delicious, and the clothes I make are also the most comfortable I've ever worn."

(End of this chapter)