OBS Chapter 350 The Oath (End)
Chapter 350 The Oath (End)
Nancheng? Autumn
Shen Feiwan went abroad in the early spring of his first year and returned to China in the midsummer of his second year.
Her second wedding with Bo Junxing was scheduled for the golden autumn season.
As for the divorce proceedings with Lin Xiaoyan, they had already been completed before returning to China. Chen Youen had kept the divorce certificate carefully until it was returned to her on the eve of the wedding.
On her wedding day, Shen Feiwan stood in front of the mirror adjusting her wedding dress. Bo Junxing wrapped his arms around her from behind, his fingertips gently tracing the wedding ring on her ring finger.
"Are you nervous?" he asked in a low voice.
Shen Feiwan looked at him through the mirror, "This is the second time, what's there to be nervous about?"
Bo Junxing smiled and kissed the top of her head, "Then you're not allowed to push me away this time on our wedding night."
Shen Feiwan laughed as she looked at the two embracing in the mirror. "As long as you don't let me drink alcohol, it's fine."
The wedding was grand and went smoothly.
Their married life was peaceful and happy.
Bo Junxing took over the Bo Group again, and Shen Feiwan remained as free and unrestrained as before.
Their lives remained largely unchanged.
But one thing is strange—Shen Feiwan never allows Bo Junxing to travel by plane for business.
"Let's take the high-speed rail to Haicheng this time." One morning at breakfast, Shen Feiwan forcefully changed Bo Junxing's travel plans.
Bo Junxing frowned. "It only takes two hours by plane, but six hours by high-speed rail."
"It's not safe." Shen Feiwan said without looking up as she chopped the fried eggs on her plate.
This is already the third time.
Whenever Bo Junxing needed to travel for work, Shen Feiwan would arrange for him to take a high-speed train or a private car in advance. If it was unavoidable, she would even accompany him personally.
"Wanwan," Bo Junxing put down his milk glass, "Aren't you too nervous?"
Shen Feiwan paused for a moment. "It's always better to be careful."
Bo Jun walked up behind her and gently pressed her shoulder. "Tell me the real reason."
Shen Feiwan put down her knife and fork and turned to face him.
“I had a dream,” she said softly, “that the plane you were on crashed.”
Bo Junxing was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled, "It was just a dream."
“It was such a vivid dream.” Shen Feiwan grasped his hand. “So vivid…it felt like it was real.”
Bo Junxing crouched down to meet her gaze. "But that was just a dream. Aren't I perfectly fine now?"
But as Shen Feiwan looked at his face, the news of his plane crash in her previous life flashed through her mind involuntarily—it was this year.
She can't take that risk.
“Promise me,” she said, gripping Bo Junxing’s hand tightly, “you will never fly again.”
Looking at her serious expression, Bo Junxing finally nodded, "Okay, I promise you."
Shen Feiwan breathed a sigh of relief and leaned over to hug him.
Bo Junxing stroked her long hair. Although he didn't understand why she was so persistent, he was willing to respect her decision.
On their first wedding anniversary after the wedding, Bo Junxing gave Shen Feiwan a model airplane.
"What is this?" Shen Feiwan looked at the gift in her hand with a puzzled expression.
“My private jet,” Bo Junxing said with a smile, “has been sold. This is my final memento.”
Shen Feiwan carefully placed the model on the bookshelf, then turned and hugged Bo Junxing. "Thank you."
Bo Junxing kissed the top of her head. "You're welcome. Anyway..." He paused, "where you are is where I want to go."
Outside the window, the autumn sunlight streamed in gently, falling on their embracing figures.
Shen Feiwan closed her eyes, feeling the real warmth in her arms.
It turns out that all the experiences and adjustments that transcend time and fate are only for this moment of shared heartbeats.