Although the process was very twists and turns, the engagement banquet was held as scheduled within the scheduled time.
Of course, this was all due to the fact that Fu Changming and his wife heard the wind on the way, grabbed Fu Mingheng who was disturbing the situation without knowing it, and brought it home. They contacted a professional studio abroad and worked overtime to solve it.
The night before the engagement banquet, Wen Ruan was so nervous that she couldn't sleep for the first time.
Even the day when the college entrance examination results were revealed, she had never been so nervous.
After tossing and rolling on the bed a few times, she finally couldn't hold back the hot fire in her heart, put on a coat and went for a walk in the yard.
After the cold wind blew several times, the restlessness all over his body subsided.
Wen Ruan stood beside the gravel path, rubbing his hands, breathing lightly, his thoughts racing for a while.
She suddenly remembered the photo she saw at Fu Zhihuan's house.
That photo was taken in the basketball gymnasium of my high school.
Although the snapshot is very blurry, you can still vaguely see the young man with some sharp and decisive eyes, and the jersey slightly raised a corner with the movement, revealing a strong waist.
It was just a photo, but when I recalled it, Wen Ruan's throat felt inexplicably numb.
Suddenly she started thinking.
If I hadn't skipped the task of watching basketball games in high school and went to the canteen to buy popsicles, and hadn't played Werewolf with my classmates hiding in the classroom, would I have known Fu Zhihuan earlier.
Then be with him earlier
And at this moment, the phone vibrated, and then a message was sent——
[Fu Zhihuan]: Haven't slept yet
Wen Ruan snorted, and returned the message:
[Wen Ruan]: How do you know
As soon as the message was sent, the screen of the mobile phone flashed, and then a WeChat call was immediately dialed.
Wen Ruan shook her hand, was startled, and then quickly connected.
"Hello?"
Fu Zhihuan's voice was magnetic and hoarse, which made her ears tremble. He asked with a low smile, "Why aren't you sleeping?"
Wen Ruan rubbed his foot against the stones on the ground with some guilt, and was embarrassed to say that it was because of nervousness, so he said nonsense, "No, don't wake me up when I'm going to sleep."
Fu Zhihuan laughed meaningfully a few times, his voice sounded ambiguous and gentle: "Really?"
"..." Wen Ruan changed the subject, trying to end his embarrassment with a rhetorical question: "You still ask me, why didn't you sleep."
"Well, because I was thinking of you." Fu Zhihuan said lightly.
This straightforward sentence made Wen Ruan speechless for an instant. She opened her mouth, feeling a little annoyed.
It seemed that every time he and Fu Zhihuan launched such a small verbal provocation, he never won.
Wen Ruan took a deep breath, wrapped her coat tightly, raised her head and continued walking.
I don't know why, hearing Fu Zhihuan's voice, my heart, which was restless because of wild thoughts just now, gradually calmed down.
"Why did you call me suddenly?" Wen Ruan asked.
"Because there's something I want to show you."
"What?"
Fu Zhihuan said, "Look up."
Wen Ruan was slightly startled, and raised his head.
There were no dark clouds tonight, the moonlight was bright and clear, and there were even a few extra stars, which made the originally lonely night scene seem to suddenly become gorgeous.
She laughed, duplicity: "Are you vulgar?"
No matter what age, I am still playing the moonlight is beautiful trick.
Fu Zhihuan was also laughing, and he stopped after a long time, and said word by word, very seriously: "Those are actually making excuses."
"Excuse?"
"Yeah." Fu Zhihuan said, "Because I just want to hear your voice."
In a word, it was like the wind mixed with the spring spirit, rushing over mountains and ridges into my chest, as if in an instant, the barrenness in the bottom of my heart became like spring flowers blooming.
Fu Zhihuan is really good at talking sometimes.
Every word can make people feel soft.
But Wen Ruan never had the feeling that he might be lying to herself, maybe it was because every word in his tone was serious, or maybe it was because every time he looked into his pupils, he could hear his words very clearly. See yourself in the eyes.
Wen Ruan said softly: "...well, I miss you a little too."
After saying this, she felt a little shy and hurriedly added: "Hang up."
Then get ready to hang up the phone.
However, at this moment, Fu Zhihuan on the other end of the receiver laughed a few times, and said slowly: "Child, don't stand outside and blow the wind, you will catch a cold."
"...?"
Wen Ruan was startled and stopped, "Is this also a guess?"
"Hmm." Fu Zhihuan said lazily, "Guess."
Maybe it was because the wind was blowing a little cold, Wen Ruan rubbed his arms, sneezed, turned around, went upstairs and returned to the room.
He just said that he hung up the phone, but he never wanted to hang up.
She dawdled until about eleven o'clock before she asked in a low voice, "Aren't you going to bed yet?"
"Well, I'm going to sleep."
Wen Ruan nodded: "Okay, see you tomorrow."
"But you don't have to sleep." Fu Zhihuan smiled slightly, and the ending sound was slightly drawn out: "Unless, you said you wanted to see me."
...What is this saying
Wen Ruan thought about it carefully. According to her personality, she would hang up after a few blunt words, but for some reason, she said in a strange way: "I really want to see you a little bit."
However, the other end of the receiver suddenly fell silent. Wen Ruan fed her a few times but didn't hear a reply, only a rustling sound.
Just when she was confused, Fu Zhihuan's voice came again: "Open the window."
Wen Ruan was taken aback, walked to the window, opened it and looked out.
Then, she saw the familiar car outside the yard.
And Fu Zhihuan, who was leaning against the car door and waving at him slowly.
The wind passed through the street, and there was a rustling sound from the swaying leaves. In the hazy night, Fu Zhihuan's figure was unusually clear.
He stood by the car, with a tall and straight figure, even though he was far away, he could still see the extraordinary temperament.
Wen Ruan suddenly wanted to cry, the tip of her nose was sore, and there were a few drops of crystal swirling in her eye sockets.
Fu Zhihuan lowered his eyes with a low smile, and said in a gentle voice, "See you tomorrow."
Wen Ruan took a deep breath, suppressed the crying, and said with a smile: "Well, see you tomorrow."
Many people were invited to this engagement banquet, but not many people knew Wen Ruan and Fu Zhihuan well.
At the beginning, both of them were very busy, and each had to receive their friends.
"You put the earl in my house to raise, but you came here to chase the girl yourself? And it seems that you only asked me about ten days ago how to chase a little girl. Why are you getting engaged now?"
Zhao Zichen shook hands with Fu Zhihuan, then gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know that I was almost assassinated by the earl at home? Did you see the scratches on my arms? He did it all. I must pay for the expenses." .”
Fu Zhihuan asked: "Where is your gift money?"
"?" Zhao Zichen had question marks written all over his face. He took a deep breath, wishing he could stretch out his hand to pinch Fu Zhihuan's neck: "You're a fucking young master, the heir of an evil capitalist who still lives in a villa. Money man? How dare you ask me, a poor wage earner, to ask for gift money? Are you ashamed of yourself?"
Fu Zhihuan nodded and thought for a while: "So what about your gift money?"
Zhao Zichen almost couldn't hold his breath, he took out a red envelope from his pocket angrily, and slapped it on Fu Zhihuan's hand: "Here! Let's break off friendship!"
Fu Zhihuan laughed, folded the red envelope in half, put it back into Zhao Zichen's pocket, and said casually, "Just kidding."
Zhao Zichen was very touched: "No, the gift money still has to be given."
Fu Zhihuan raised his eyelids, and said foolishly: "No, the main reason is that the color of the red envelope doesn't match my suit, so you can transfer the money to me later."
"..."
Dead stingy.
Zhao Zichen patted his chest angrily, then suddenly remembered something, raised his head and scanned his surroundings, and successfully caught Simon who was bragging with a group of beautiful big sisters in the corner.
"I got a double hundred in the test yesterday!"
"And I'm very good at shooting. You know the balloon shooting in the amusement park? I have every example!"
"My sister is so beautiful. I like the big sister the most, and she is so gentle!"
The group of women were coaxed by this well-behaved little boy, surrounded him in a circle, and rubbed his head very affectionately: "Little brother is really amazing."
Zhao Zichen was silent for a while: "..."
Fu Zhihuan followed his line of sight and raised his eyebrows: "You have a child who half can talk, and you won't be single now."
"Shut up."
Zhao Zichen's eyes were heavy, and he walked towards the crowd, grabbed Jiang Zichen's arm, and brought him up to Fu Zhihuan: "Come here, say hello to your uncle."
Jiang Zichen's father was almost in good health, but he was still not suitable for running back and forth, so he asked Zhao Zichen to bring Jiang Zichen to the engagement banquet.
Jiang Zichen raised his head and stared at Fu Zhihuan for a long time, then said arrogantly: "I will snatch Sister Wen Ruan back!"
"...?"
Fu Zhihuan smiled and said, "Zhao Zichen, take this child out for me."
Qin Sushan brought Qin Ziran along with her.
Ever since Wen Ruan found out that Jiang Zichen's teacher was his university senior, Qin Ziran, and that he had a crush on Qin Sushan when he picked Jiang Zichen home, he has been creating opportunities for the two to meet.
Who knew that Qin Sushan had always been interested in this senior, and after the two met, their feelings quickly rose.
During Wen Ruan's return to Tong City, the two of them had successfully upgraded their relationship to a new level.
As soon as Qin Sushan and Wen Ruan met, they hugged each other and wept. First, they expressed their longing enthusiastically, then they talked about the past with sincerity, and finally they complained about their boyfriend fiercely, and finally—
"You said that you and Fu Zhihuan turned into a dog when you were together. I still remember." Qin Sushan quickly took out her mobile phone and changed her face after completing a series of steps after the reunion of her girlfriends after a long absence, and turned on the recording device: "Okay , you can start barking."
Wen Ruan: "?"
As expected of sisters.
After tossing for a while, Qin Sushan also drank a lot of juice, so she couldn't help but ran to the toilet.
Seeing that Qin Sushan had left, Qin Ziran took a deep breath, turned around, and bowed to Wen Ruan very sincerely: "Thank you Miss Wen for creating the opportunity for me earlier."
Wen Ruan didn't take it seriously at all: "I don't mean that Qin Sushan also has some feelings for you, and I might not help you if I change someone else."
Speaking of this, she paused, and added quietly: "But if you insist on thanking me, you can transfer the money to me."
"..."
Why are rich people so stingy nowadays.
When Qin Ziran heard this, he couldn't help laughing, then nodded, and said politely: "When Miss Wen returns to Jiangcheng, I will treat you to a meal."
"Who are you inviting to dinner?"
And at this moment, a lazy voice suddenly remembered.
Fu Zhihuan leaned against a table not far away, crossed his arms, raised his eyebrows and eyes with a little impatience, and asked a simple question full of sex.
He remembered that this was Qin Ziran.
Simon's class teacher, Wen Ruan's senior, and even touched his girlfriend's head at the school gate.