The next day, Zhang Jue's parents accompanied them to the airport. After getting off the bus, at the downstairs of the terminal, my father shook hands with Chen Boqiao and took my mother back.
Before the plane landed, Chen Boqiao had a conversation with the assistant waiting at the airport. The situation in the terminal seemed to be not very good. There were many media and reporters stationed near the exit of the VIP car passage at the airport.
Zhang Jue watched Chen Boqiao give instructions on the phone, but he didn't feel any real sense. When he got off the plane and got into the car to drive out, he realized how much the media of the Asian League loved Chen Boqiao.
Long guns and cannons surrounded the one-sided glass of the car, trying to catch a glimpse of the relationship between Chen Boqiao and his fiancé by capturing the postures of the two people in the car.
But after opening the passage and entering the viaduct outside the Asian Union Capital Airport, the road became much smoother.
The latitude of the capital of the Asian Union is lower, and the temperature is higher than that of the New Independent State, but there is no sun on this day and it is cloudy.
From the airport to Chen Boqiao's home, the car drove for two hours into a large manor.
"My father used to live here," Chen Boqiao said to Zhang Jue, "I didn't go home very often when I was serving, and I didn't have my own place to live. My stepmother moved out earlier, and I've been living here recently. If you think it's too much Big, you can change place."
Zhang Jue said that he felt good, and Chen Boqiao smiled and said that he didn't like too many family members, so he transferred some domestic servants and asked Zhang Jue to remember to call him when he got lost at home.
Zhang Jue didn't think so at first.
He arrived in the room, washed up and fell asleep with jet lag, and Chen Boqiao had a meeting that he had to attend and was not at home. After waking up, Zhang Jue went out and was attracted by the paintings hanging on the wall. After walking for a while, he really got lost. After walking around for a long time without meeting anyone, he could only call Chen Boqiao bravely.
Chen Boqiao received the call, laughed Zhang Jue for a long time, and said that he would send someone to find him.
Not long after Zhang Jue hung up the phone, an unfamiliar number came. It was the housekeeper in the house. He asked Zhang Jue's location and rushed to Zhang Jue's place. Zhang Jue stood by the wall and watched the housekeeper hurried over, and suddenly wondered why Chen Boqiao couldn't give him the housekeeper's number earlier.
It didn't take long for Chen Boqiao to come back. After dinner, he took Zhang Jue to the road and took him back to his room.
After Zhang Jue's health was stabilized, the wedding date was also set at the end of April.
He and Chen Boqiao drew up the wedding guest list together, and added the VIPs sent to him by his parents who needed to be invited, and spent an afternoon writing the invitations by hand.
Chen Boqiao's assistant took the invitation and sent it. Chen Boqiao looked at his watch and asked Zhang Jue if he would like to go out for a stroll.
Zhang Jue said yes, Chen Boqiao took him to the garage and chose a convertible antique car collected by Chen Zhaoyan.
The antique car was gray-blue, painted brightly, and the engine sounded soft. It drove out from Chen Boqiao's house, passed the rolling lawns and early spring wildflowers, and drove smoothly onto the main road.
At six o'clock in the evening, the sky was pink and purple, and they walked along a high wall, quickly passing through the shadows of trees, through the afterglow of the setting sun, the faint crescent moon was hidden in the clouds, and the radio in the car started to sing, then Play the hourly entertainment news.
The sweet-sounding radio host said: "Today's topic will be of great interest to everyone. Since Zhaohua Energy announced that Chen Dajiao will get married soon, we are all guessing what kind of person Chen Dajiao's future partner will be. Let the show start exclusively for you now, the only son of the New Independent State's foreign minister—"
Zhang Jue was actually a little interested in the exclusive beginning of the show, but before he heard his name, Chen Boqiao raised his hand and switched the audio from the radio to the CD.
There was no CD in the player, so it became very quiet in the car.
Chen Boqiao didn't say a word, Zhang Jue thought it was a little funny, looked at Chen Boqiao, who was holding the steering wheel, as if very comfortable, and asked, "Don't you like listening to the news?"
Chen Boqiao glanced at him quickly and said, "It's too noisy."
They continued to drive forward, swiftly past the wide sea-crossing bridge, the light of the sea flickering and flickering in the shadows of the bridge's suspension cables and the gaps in the iron barriers.
Chen Boqiao stopped at the intersection of an old block, pointed to the antique grocery store on the corner, and said, "Buy a record for me."
Zhang Jue got out of the car honestly and walked into the store.
The antique grocery store has a small wall of old records. Zhang Jue met some singers who were popular in his student days, picked them out, and picked up a few.
As he was about to pay the bill, his phone suddenly vibrated. It was from Harrison.
Zhang Jue put the record on the low wooden cabinet of the antique store and answered the phone.
"Received the reminder to send the invitation," Harrison said. "Congratulations."
"thanks."
As dusk approached, the antique shop was finally willing to turn on the lights, but the only thing that was bright was a few light bulbs that were staggeringly hung from the second floor, emitting some dim light.
"The little actor who was stuffed with money by you yesterday asked me about you," Harrison casually chatted with Zhang Jue. "I think I miss you. I haven't met such a rich guest in a long time."
Zhang Jue looked at the record shelf, picked another one, held it in his hand, and asked Harrison, "What should I do?" and joked, "Otherwise, give me his card number."
Harrison laughed for a while and said Zhang Jue, "You're in such a good mood today."
They verbally agreed to find time to climb the mountain together and hung up.
After Zhang Jue paid the bill, he went out with a paper bag of old records and found that there was no one in the convertible.
There are not many pedestrians on the street, there are not many shops on the street, and there is a large pet hospital on the corner further away. .
Zhang Jue looked up for a few seconds, and someone behind him called him, "Zhang Jue."
He turned around and saw that Chen Boqiao was holding an oily and watery pastoral cat in the independent country of Thailand.
"Come on, say hello to the master." Chen Boqiao shook his hand, and An Qi made a "meow" in cooperation.
He handed the cat to Zhang Jue, and Zhang Jue took it from a little knowing where to start.
Angie has gained a lot of weight, a heavy lump, and her fur is very soft, and the body temperature of small animals is revealed under the fur, like a slippery hot sand, and she will fall down if she is not careful.
Seeing that he couldn't hold him well, Chen Boqiao supported him and smiled at him: "Student Zhang Jue, you can't even hold your own cat."
Chen Boqiao himself and his convertible were extremely conspicuous. Some people passing by recognized him and slowed down to look back.
But Chen Boqiao didn't care, he put the cat on the passenger side of the car, leaned against the edge of the car window, wrapped Zhang Jue in front of him, lowered his head, took out a velvet box, and unfolded it was a platinum ring.
"The cat brought it back for you," Chen Boqiao looked into Zhang Jue's eyes, even a person as slow as Zhang Jue could see Chen Boqiao's unnaturalness and incompatibility, "Will you marry me?"
Zhang Jue saw someone take out a mobile phone to take a picture in the corner of his light, but Chen Boqiao put a ring on Zhang Jue's place without waiting for Zhang Jue to answer.
At sunset, the high street lights come on and the narrow streets are long.
They drove to the endless highway, the car that gleamed against the setting sun, like a rowing boat cutting the blue waves between the straits of Roche's summer campus.
Chen Boqiao raised his hand on the gear lever and spread it out to Zhang Jue. His hand was huge and there were calluses on his fingers.
"Don't you want to hold it today?" He asked Zhang Jue.
Zhang Jue smiled and put his hand on Chen Boqiao's palm.
This evening, Zhang Jue re-acquainted with the capital of the Asian League, and became familiar with places that would not be marked on the map. The memory of Chen Boqiao will cover the memory of Chen Boqiao.
On the edge of Roche's lawn, he secretly searched for Chen Boqiao's Zhang Jue, the Zhang Jue standing in the front hall of the hospital with his medical card, and the Zhang Jue that wrote Chen Boqiao's name beside the Changming Lantern Pond, which was also well stored.
Put it in a nice, beautiful, pain-melting room.
They stopped at the downstairs of the Zhaohua Building and went up to the restaurant on the top floor. The honeymoon plan was also very simple. They went back to Europe to see their alma mater.
Just as Chen Boqiao had promised, he would go wherever he chose.
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