Extra vows

Generally speaking, Xia Lin is not a person who really enjoy romance so when Song Yan asked him where he would like to go on his honeymoon trip, he thought for a long time and replied:

"Casual."

Song Yan asked, "Really casual?"

"Really." Xia Lin thought for a while and added, "Let's not go too far, just within the country. I have to prepare for the exam."

"Are you still planning to take the exam?"

Song Yan said beyond belief, "Aren't you stupid reading endlessly? What are you going to do after PhD, take the postdoctoral exam?"

Xia Lin: "The postdoctoral is not a degree, and I can't pass the exam."

Immediately, he sighed again: "In fact, I originally hoped to go to the front line of the hospital to rescue the wounded like Ke Mei but my grandmother read the news saying that a lot of surgeons died of sudden deaths and I was not allowed to enter the hospital. They want me to go to the company and help my brother after graduation. As you know, I am not interested in business or anything. I plan to wait until my Ph.D. to see if there is a research institute willing to take me in."

He spoke very casually but Song Yan knew that Xia Lin had a clear plan for his future since his rebirth in this life. He wanted to enter the academy. It must be a certain thing.

"Do you have a clear research direction?" Song Yan asked.

"I may choose VHL syndrome as the main research direction," Xia Lin gradually became serious.

"Nowadays, there are not many people studying this field in China. Once people suffer from this disease, it is equivalent to counting down to the end of their life. I was able to escape because of the help of Song Huaixin but there are still so many VHL patients in the world. I hope to help them prolong their lives as much as possible within my ability."

After he said this, when he turned his head, he found that Song Yan was looking at him for a moment.

"What's the matter?"

"It's nothing," Song Yan looked like an idiot, "My wife is a kind and handsome man. I won't get tired of looking at you."

Since Song Yan reunited with Xia Lin, he started frantically calling him wife and kept talking about it. At first, Xia Lin had goosebumps, but soon he was immune.

Xia Lin leaned over then lightly patted his face and said: "You are also very charming with such a crazy face."

Then Xia Lin got up and went to cook.

Song Yan searched the Internet for a long time for honeymoon travel guides. He suddenly raised his head and shouted into the kitchen: "Wife, shall we go to Zilin Village?"

Xia Lin thought for a while that he had heard it wrong, so he turned around and asked, "Where?"

"Zilin Village," Song Yan turned the computer screen and pointed to a section on the website that introduced tourist attractions. "The reconstruction of Zilin Village has done a good job. It has restarted attracting tourists last year. The facilities have already kept up. I heard that last year's net profit was the sum of the past several years' profit. How about it? Do you want to go back and take a look?"

Xia Lin lowered the fire, returned to Song Yan's side, and asked: "I have a question I wanted to ask for a long time. Why do you care about Zilin Village so much? As far as I know, you have been there for several years, secretly donating to them. Zilin Village has undergone such earth-shaking changes as it is now and you have contributed a lot. Why do you want to do this? I have never understood."

An embarrassed look appeared on Song Yan's face: "What the hell. If I tell the truth, don't laugh at me."

Xia Lin nodded: "Tell me."

"Actually, when I went to Zilin Village three years ago, I secretly made a wish..."

Xia Lin's complexion froze. He vaguely guessed what kind of wish Song Yan made.

Song Yan continued: "At that time, I said all the good things but you still ignored me. I was desperate. After listening to the local legend, I secretly ran to the foot of the mountain to make a promise."

Seeing that Xia Lin's expression was wrong, he stopped and said: "Actually, I don't believe in this kind of thing but I was desperate at the time, thinking that if the gods could really hear my prayers, I would do good deeds for the rest of my life to repay the world."

Xia Lin was a little moved when he heard it but he still felt puzzled: "But a few years ago, I was separated from you. You're wish didn't come true, right?"

Song Yan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It may be that you have lost too much. As long as I can taste a little bit of sweetness, it is very easy to be grateful..."

"Sweetness?"

"In the past few years, although you and I were separated and had very little contact, you did not avoid me like before. You would take the initiative to send WeChat messages and call me during the holidays. I know you have no other meaning but I was very satisfied. I was thinking maybe this is the greatest wish God can satisfy for me. The reason why I chose to donate anonymously was because I was developing my own industry without telling my family at that time and I didn't want to expose it prematurely. Second, the businessmen engaged in charity can easily be understood as trying to gain fame. I don't care what the world thinks but I hoped God can see my sincerity. "

After hearing his heartfelt words, Xia Lin inevitably felt a little sorrowful when he recalled the past.

What he didn't tell Song Yan was that he had done the same stupid thing in his previous life. He made a wish in Zilin Village but, although his wish came true, the price he paid was also fatal.

After experiencing all kinds of bizarre experiences, it is difficult for him to say what kind of attitude he should show to those so-called gods who are invisible and intangible. But Song Yan is right. You can get a good reward only if you do a good deed.

Thinking of this, he smiled at Song Yan and said, "Then let's go to Zilin Village. I will accompany you and go to Zilin Village together to fulfill your wishes."

Song Yan gratefully held Xia Lin's hand, pouted and leaned forward, "My wife, let me smell you."

"Wait," Xia Lin suddenly patted his face, sniffed and muttered to himself, "What smells? "

Song Yan also smelled it and then looked at Xia Lin with a weird look: "Isn't something burning?"

Xia Lin suddenly remembered that he was still cooking so he threw away Song Yan's hand and ran to the kitchen.

Song Yan looked at Xia Lin's fierce back and began to reflect on himself deeply.

Although their two-person world is very important, life is even more precious. He will find an opportunity to bring back the nanny who was fired by him before.

End of Volume 1 💜

Note:

I'm not the original author of this story but I still want to thank you for sticking until the end 💜

I will continue mtl-ing Volume 2. Hopefully I can start within this week.

I tried peeking on some chapters. I think Volume 2 will focus on Zhou Shou and Xia Liang's story. Can't wait to read about them ❤️

Here's the link for raws if you want to read about them in advance: https://www.shubaow.net/52_52906/