"Grandma." Yan Chuyang put a bellflower in his hand in front of the mausoleum, knelt down, touched a picture of a kind old man pasted in the center of the cold tombstone, and said with a smile, "I'm getting married."
The cemetery was quiet except for the sound of the wind.
"Do you know who your marriage partner is?" Yan Chuyang smiled, and shook his head after a moment of silence, "I don't think you can guess at all."
"Okay." The boy shrugged, "I won't whet your appetite, I'm going to marry Wei Qing."
"Wei Qing, you are not familiar with this name, right? Let me tell you, he is the one who donates anonymously to our family every month."
"Your monthly medical expenses and my annual college tuition are all donated by this person, but..."
Yan Chuyang lowered his eyes, as if thinking of something funny, shook his head and said, "But if you see him, you won't believe that he is a kind person who donated money to us, because he has a straight face , is too mean like a bad boss."
"But I know he is kind." Yan Chuyang smiled warmly in his eyes, "If it weren't for him, you might not have been able to complete the operation eight years ago, and I couldn't be so lucky to be able to accompany you any more. Your six or seven years."
"He's actually a good guy." Yan Chuyang turned around, sat down against the tombstone, and said with a half-smile, "At first I approached him because I wanted to thank him and repay him, but the more I got to know him, the more I got to know him." , the more I like him, you don’t know, he is very handsome and good-looking, I was shocked when I saw him for the first time, his lips are red and his teeth are white, he is stern and beautiful, very like... like a proud little prince."
"Actually, I met him when I was twelve years old. I didn't tell you and sneaked there along the address written on the donated materials."
"At that time, he was standing at the door, feeding a stray cat with bread. I still remember the way he looked back at me, his eyes were cold and indifferent. Looking at him made people feel that he was very ruthless, but what he did was very cute. He threw the bread at me and said, hey kid, I'm going to school, help me feed this cat."
"Sigh." Yan Chuyang shook his head, "I forgot whether I fed that cat or not. I blame him for being so pretty. I just stared at him."
The boy was stunned for a while laughing, and then suddenly said: "But, I don't like him because he is good-looking." Yan Chuyang emphasized, "I like him because he has a good heart."
"So..." the boy exhaled, his dark eyes filled with determination, "So I want to repay him, I want to become a very good person, become, someone worthy of his liking, and then be with him. "
"Grandma, now is my chance. I'm going to marry him. We will spend a long time together. So, you are in heaven, you must bless me and let him fall in love with me quickly, just like that... . "Yan Chuyang squinted his eyes, and said with a smile like he used to joke with the old man, "It's that kind of love, so much that you can't get out of it, and you can't leave me every minute."
"You will definitely protect me, won't you?" Yan Chuyang turned his head and looked at the kind and friendly smiling face on the tombstone.
The wind was very light, and no one answered, but he always felt that he saw the kind old man standing in front of him with a smile and said, "Okay, whatever my grandson says is what he says."
*****
"Bang bang bang."
The crisp knock on the door woke up the person who was sleeping soundly on the bed.
Yan Chuyang pulled his hair impatiently, turned over with his eyes closed, covered his ears with the quilt and continued to sleep.
Today he lied to the professor and said that he was unwell and asked for leave. His biological clock is very accurate, there are few college classes, and most of them have no classes in the morning, so sleeping until nine o'clock every day is the lowest respect for the bed.
Last night, because of his extreme excitement about marrying Wei Qing, he suffered from insomnia for the first time in nineteen years, and he couldn't fall asleep for half the night.
So this morning, without any surprise, I couldn't climb up.
There was no response, and the people outside the door kept knocking.
"bang bang bang"
"Bang bang bang."
Finally, Yan Chuyang kicked the quilt unbearably, and yelled, "Who is it!"
The people outside the door were silent for a while, and replied in a deep voice, "Wei Qing."
Wei Qing? Yan Chuyang stared at the ceiling and reacted for a while, who is Wei Qing
! ! !
Wei Qing! !
His husband is here!
Sitting up in shock from a dying illness, Yan Chuyang jumped up from the bed with a carp, hurriedly found the slippers under the bed and put them on, then hurriedly ran to the door to open it.
"You're here." Yan Chuyang opened the door with a smirk and looked at the person in front of him.
Wei Qing glanced up and down at the young man in front of him.
It was obvious that he had just woken up, his hair was messy, his dark eyes were steaming, as if he had just yawned, and his brows and eyes were full of laziness.
wearing... .
"You like calabash dolls." Wei Qing stared at the calabash brothers printed on the boy's white cotton pajamas, and asked in a deep voice.
"Ah, that." Yan Chuyang scratched the back of his head and said in a daze, and he hesitated for a long time, "They, didn't they defeat the snake spirit? They're pretty good at that, so..."
I'll go, Yan Chuyang almost wants to slap himself, what the hell is he talking about? !
Snake spirit? !
It seems that his waking up idiot syndrome really needs money to see it!
Wei Qing hummed, but didn't express any disdain, but said seriously: "Won't you let me in?"
Yan Chuyang came to his senses and quickly turned his body: "Jin Jin Jin, come in quickly."
Wei Qing stepped into the small house of more than 20 square meters.
To be honest, he felt like he was in his own bathroom.
Their bathroom has to be more than 20 square meters.
"Please sit down." Yan Chuyang pointed to his lazy sofa.
That kind of super soft single lazy sofa that the whole person will sink into once sitting on it.
Wei Qing glanced at it, but didn't sit down, he felt that the price had dropped.