Transmigrated to Another World and Doted on by Everyone! Chapter 215: Forgotten

Ding Yixin saw Rong Xingyu solemnly press the two little red booklets to his chest, as if carefully protecting them.

He could not help but chuckle softly.

Then Ding Yixin heard Rong Xingyu muttering, "I rember marriage certificates can add points, right? How many points do they add? I should ask my counselor..."

Ding Yixin: "..."

As expected of his little wife!

The word "wife" rolled around on Ding Yixin’s tongue.

Even though he did not say it out loud, he felt as though sweetness blood between his lips and teeth just from the thought.

They were almost under the tree when Ding Yixin stopped walking.

Then he leaned down and kissed Rong Xingyu, who had also co to a halt and was looking at him with slight confusion.

Since they were still in public, Ding Yixin ended the brief, shallow kiss very quickly.

His hand caressed Rong Xingyu’s cheek, his eyes filled with a depth of affection that could drown soone.

"Wife, please take care of from now on."

Rong Xingyu’s lips looked even more tender with a faint sheen of moisture, and his cheeks were slightly flushed.

He tiptoed and quickly brushed a kiss against Ding Yixin’s lips.

"Please take care of too... Husband..."

However, it was only when Rong Xingyu began preparing for the wedding that he suddenly realized that his earlier self outside the Civil Affairs Bureau had indeed been a bit naïve.

He looked at the countless wedding plans laid out before him with a headache, feeling like his head was about to explode.

Sure enough, getting married was never that simple!

Among the plans in front of him, aside from those ticulously prepared by major wedding planning companies, there were also dozens that ca from Rong Xingyu’s "enthusiastic brothers."

After all, this was Rong Xingyu’s first wedding and with very high probability, also his only one.

Rong Zhenqiao and the others racked their brains, wanting nothing more than to place the very best of everything in front of Rong Xingyu.

What was even more exaggerated was that not only were they extrely confident in the plans they had co up with, firmly believing that Rong Xingyu would definitely like them, they also looked down on everyone else’s ideas.

Because of this matter, the brothers had already quarreled with each other more than once.

anwhile, Rong Xingyu, who was dazzled from looking at countless plans and constantly being pressed about which one he liked best: "..."

In the end, Rong Xingyu still rejected all those extravagant, ostentatious, and overly grand plans.

He was not soone who cared much about formality. Compared to an exaggerated "wedding of the century," Rong Xingyu preferred sothing simpler and inviting only close family and friends to share his mont of happiness with him.

However, in order not to make his brothers sad, Rong Xingyu still agreed to let them hold another banquet.

As for how they wanted to go all out and make a fuss, they could do whatever they pleased.

As for his own small scale wedding, Rong Xingyu truly took it to heart, insisting on handling almost everything personally.

After all, it was true, this was the one and only wedding of his life!

He even wanted to personally handwrite the invitations himself.

Rong Xingyu held a pen and lay prone over the desk. When he reached a certain na, he suddenly paused.

"Rong Zhihao."

Aside from that one ti in the space before, it seed he had not heard this na for a very long ti.

Thinking of Rong Zhihao’s origins, Rong Xingyu felt a bit sentintal, wondering how he was doing now.

"Rong Zhihao?"

However, over the phone, Rong Zhenqiao’s voice was filled with confusion. "Who is Rong Zhihao?"

...

Aside from that one ti in the space before, Rong Xingyu suddenly realized that he really had not heard the na "Rong Zhihao" in a long ti.

Back then, Big Brother had said that Rong Zhihao was unwell and had been sent abroad to recuperate.

All along, Rong Xingyu could sense that Rong Zhihao harbored a faint hostility toward him.

And Rong Xingyu was not the kind of person who would stick his warm face onto soone else’s cold shoulder. Since Rong Zhihao did not like him, Rong Xingyu instead preferred to keep his distance.

On top of that, Rong Xingyu had been about to enter his final year of high school at the ti, and his academic workload had beco increasingly heavy.

So after Rong Zhihao was sent abroad to recuperate, Rong Xingyu did not think much about him anymore.

Only at the very beginning, when he saw Rong Zhenqiao running around because of it for a period of ti, did Rong Xingyu show so concern, telling his eldest brother to take care of his health.

After that, it seed there was no more news about Rong Zhihao at all.

Now that he thought about it, after being sent abroad, Rong Zhihao really seed to have disappeared completely.

Even Rong Zhenqiao himself had never ntioned Rong Zhihao again afterward, as if he had already forgotten about this younger brother.

Still, thinking of Rong Zhihao’s origins made Rong Xingyu feel a little wistful.

Rong Zhihao, like him, had also been quite unlucky. He wondered how Rong Zhihao was doing now.

"Rong Zhihao?"

Yet over the phone, Rong Zhenqiao’s voice was full of puzzlent. "Who is Rong Zhihao?"

Rong Xingyu: "???"

At first, Rong Xingyu thought Rong Zhenqiao was joking with him, but considering Rong Zhenqiao’s personality and the fact that his tone right now was clearly very serious, completely like the reaction to hearing the na of an unfamiliar stranger.

Rong Xingyu could not help but freeze, a question mark slowly rising over his head.

No way... had Big Brother suddenly lost his mory?

"Rong Zhihao," Rong Xingyu tried to confirm again, asking, "Big Brother, you don’t rember Rong Zhihao anymore???"

Rong Zhenqiao’s tone was still confused, even a little at a loss. "Should I know him?"

Rong Xingyu: "..."