Outside the Civil Affairs Bureau, Wu Ming followed behind his parents and looked at the old couple holding hands in love and affection, and said embarrassingly, "I'm sorry, Teacher Ying, I didn't know they divorced just to buy a house."
Ying Tongchen smiled: "It doesn't matter, as long as you don't cry."
Wu Ming scratched his head in shame: "I won't cry in the future."
Wu Ming's parents stopped in front and said with a smile, "Trouble teacher Ying has to send her here specially, let's treat you to a light meal."
"No, I still have something to do, so I won't disturb your family's dinner." Ying Tongchen smiled.
Wu Ming waved his hand and suddenly whispered, "Teacher, can I go to Zhuo Zi's house to play with you in the future?"
Ying Tongchen was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, and said in a low voice, "Maybe you can come to my house to play with Zhuo Zi?"
Wu Ming widened his eyes, nodded his head, and laughed: "Okay, okay! I'll definitely come!"
After saying goodbye to the Wu family, he returned to Yanyu Studio. After a while, he got up and went home.
The old man was watching an American drama, and when he saw him coming back, he got up and went to give him a late-night snack.
"Why is it so late today?" the old man asked.
"I went to the studio for a busy trip, and it is estimated that it will be even busier in the next few days."
Ying Tongchen sat down at the table, lying on the table for a while so tired. It wasn't until he smelled the aroma of the food that he woke up, looked at the plate of crabs on the table, and laughed.
"Teacher, you can eat too."
"Of course I want to eat."
The old man sat down opposite him, and the two of them peeled quietly for a while before Ying Tongchen suddenly asked, "Why are your crabs so delicious?"
The old man chuckled: "What do you want to say? Are my other dishes unpalatable?"
"I don't need to say this, I think you should have self-knowledge." Ying Tongchen took a bite of crab, "It really doesn't look like a dish that one person can make."
The old man moved his hand for a while, looked down at the crab, and said after a long silence, "He likes to eat it."
Ying Tongchen was stunned for a moment before realizing who he was talking about: "Mr. Lai?"
"Well." The old man smiled lightly, "I studied for a long time, and when I was finally able to do it decently, he didn't eat it."
Ying Tongchen ate crabs in silence, making a squeaking sound.
"I've been dreaming about him lately, and I almost forgot what he looked like. When I was young, I said a lot of nasty things, and I'll never forget you and so on... If he doesn't come back, I'm about to break my promise." The old man laughed self-deprecatingly.
"It's a little salty." Ying Tongchen threw down the crab shell.
"Nonsense." The old man clicked his tongue, "I won't be salty with my eyes closed."
You should be pouting with the dust.
Not knowing what to think, the old man asked, "Do you know why I always dream of him recently?"
Ying Tongchen looked at the weather outside: "Spring is coming?"
"Fart." The old man joked, "It's because you and Zhuoshu are dangling in front of my eyes all day long, and there is a foul smell in the air."
Ying Tongchen: "Fart."
Old man: "You're the shit."
Ying Tongchen: "You are the most fart."
"Okay, okay, don't talk about it." The old man said distressedly, "Don't let my crab hear it, it also walked uneasy on the Huangquan Road."
Ying Tongchen: "..."
"By the way, why did you come back alone today? That kid didn't send you?" the old man asked.
"I didn't go to his company today." Ying Tongchen met his teasing eyes, "It was all because of the way."
The old man didn't believe it, and said sarcastically: "I didn't make a call, maybe I'll leave you in the cold."
"...Don't eat." Ying Tongchen got up and went to take a bath.
The old man laughed out loud and ate the remaining crabs leisurely. After washing the dishes, I saw Ying Tongchen smoking on the balcony.
"Why are you frowning?"
Ying Tongchen turned his head and glanced at him, took off the cigarette butt, turned his head to look at the scene in the community, and then looked at the faint city night scene in the distance, and said, "Teacher, let's live in another place."
"Where?" the old man asked.
Ying Tongchen lowered his head and snuffed out his eyes, and the corner of his mouth tickled slightly: "Xijiao Villa."
The old man understood: "Where is Zhuoshu's house?"
"Yeah." Ying Tongchen put his hands on the railing, "This way, you will have friends when you are old. Uncles and aunts are very good people. Otherwise, alone here, it's easy to think wildly."
"It's really a very good suggestion." The old man said with a smile, "It's just that the house price is not cheap."
"I'll try my best." Ying Tongchen closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then opened them, his eyes twinkling with light, "Soon, we can change to a better place soon."
The old man patted his shoulder: "Okay. By the way, does your company still lack cleaning? I think I can."
"..." Ying Tongchen said, "You should be honest with your manuscript."
Before going to bed, Ying Tongchen glanced at his phone again, and there was not a single missed message or unread message.
He took the initiative to make a phone call, and it took a while for the phone to be picked up.
"What's the matter?" Zhuo Shu asked.
Ying Tongchen was dumbfounded, as if nothing had happened, so he said, "It's alright, then I'll hang up?"
Zhuo Shu: "Okay."
"?"
Ying Tongchen froze for a while, then hung up the phone, put the phone aside, and closed his eyes to sleep.
After a long time, a loud voice sounded in the dark room: "Grass."
Zhuo Shu didn't know that he had inadvertently angered the other party again, and he was busy searching the Internet for a romantic proposal.
After he made up his mind, he decided to make good preparations for the marriage proposal ceremony. After all, same-sex marriage in China was not yet legal, and it was impossible to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate, so the other party had to have an unforgettable proposal anniversary!
After several hours of screening and investigation, there are a few elements to sum up.
Flowers, balloons, rings, vows.
soeasy.
He immediately came up with Plan A—
Order flowers online, then take Ying Tongchen to the side of the car when he gets off work, open the trunk, revealing a car full of flowers, seeing such a romantic scene, even the iron man becomes soft with his fingers! (It should be noted that five-three and health products can no longer be sent, he does not like it.)
Then take him to a candlelight dinner and take him back to his home. The home has been decorated and arranged, the balloons fill the room, and the romantic candlelight illuminates the road.
Taking advantage of the warm and romantic atmosphere, he took out the ring again, knelt down on one knee, and sincerely said the marriage proposal, with some sincere tears.
Everything went so smoothly.
He has already thought about how the two will celebrate in the future. It must be the study, living room, bedroom, balcony, and living room that will be covered with rain and dew.
Thinking that there was still a little chicken movement, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep, so I simply started cleaning.
Every time I pass a place, I can imagine what will happen here tomorrow night, and I can't help speeding up, and the ground is rubbed with love.
The consequence of being too excited is staying up late.
I went to bed at three or four in the morning, and got up at seven to go to work.
Zhuo Shu directly asked the driver to pick him up downstairs and sat in the back seat for a while.
After walking into the office, I suddenly remembered one thing, the flowers have not been ordered yet! The venue has not been set up yet!
More importantly, what about the ring? !
He hurriedly went to the shopping mall and ordered flowers at an expensive flower shop: "No roses, it's too vulgar, please wrap the most beautiful flowers in your shop."
The clerk asked, "Are you sure you want our store's main product?"
"Yes." Zhuo Shu glanced at the time, and hurriedly ordered, "I will do it in the afternoon."
"Okay." The clerk nodded.
Zhuoshu went to the largest diamond jewelry store in the mall and picked it for a long time.
When the clerk saw what he was wearing, he knew it was a fat sheep, and he stepped forward and asked, "What style do you want?"
"Are there any suitable marriage proposals?" Zhuo Shu asked.
"There are." The clerk led him to one of the counters, "This series is good, the diamond ring is... "
Zhuo Shu: "No, I proposed to a man."
Shop assistant: "."
Fortunately, the clerk has also seen strong winds and waves, and has seen countless calcium tablets, and hurriedly took him to another area: "The rings here are suitable for men to wear. What's the size of your lover's finger?"
Zhuo Shu was silent.
sky! He doesn't know!
He carefully recalled the opponent's hand, followed the memory, and drew a circle on the paper next to him: "It's probably so thick."
Shop assistant: "."
You are the worst customer I have ever brought!
"Kiss, you can't tell the size like this. We recommend that you buy this one. If it's too big, you can use it to change the size." The clerk smiled.
"Also." Zhuo Shu directly picked out a ring with a good style to pay the bill.
The next step is to arrange for someone to set up the venue.
But now that I'm so busy, where can I find idlers...
Soon, he thought of three rice buckets.
Zhuo Zi was busy updating the fanfiction at home, and when she received a call from Zhuo Shu, her mind was still full of the image of a Jinjiang-style overbearing president, so she heard her brother, a fake overlord, in a particularly overbearing order: "Bring your parents and go. Let me arrange the venue in my apartment."
Zhuo Zi asked, "What venue?"
"Proposed."
"Please rest assured that the organization will complete the mission!" Zhuo Zi raised her hand in salute and made an open update.
After returning to the company, Zhuo Shu told an employee to go down to pick up the flowers and put them in the car.
After making all the arrangements, he was relieved to concentrate on his work.
At noon, I went to the cafeteria alone to eat. It was really unpalatable, really unpalatable!
It's obviously the same meal, why is it so bad today!
At this time, an employee next to him asked, "Mr. Ying didn't come today again? We miss him so much."
"Think what you want, don't think about it." Zhuo Shu returned to the office with a dark face, looked at the empty table next to him, and sighed silently.
Originally thought it was to bring the distance closer, but it turned out that the other party had only been here for a few days, and even the meal felt bad when he left.
Unable to control the feeling of missing, he called Ying Tongchen and asked, "What's the matter?"
Zhuo Shu: "It seems to be nothing."
Ying Tongchen said: "Then you are dead."
"it is good."
Zhuo Shu hung up the phone and slowly put a question mark in his mind.
This ruthless scene is very familiar.
I wanted to make another phone call, but when I thought of the surprise at night, I decided to endure it first.
"Mr. Ying, are you waiting for a call?" The secretary saw that Ying Tongchen glanced at his mobile phone from time to time, "How about you go make a call first and then come back for the meeting?"
"No need." Ying Tongchen shut down with a dark face, "Go ahead."
Ying Tongchen didn't finish his work until after eight o'clock. When he went downstairs, he turned on his mobile phone and saw more than a dozen missed calls, all from Zhuoshu.
He called back: "What's the matter?"
"I'm at the door of your company." Zhuo Shu said.
"How long have you waited?"
"Half an hour."
"I'll be right there."
Zhuo Shu just hung up the phone when Zhuo Zi's call came: "Brother, when are you coming back, parents are going to faint from hunger."
"Let's go eat something first." Zhuo Shu said, "We have to go out to eat."
After speaking, seeing a figure not far away, regardless of what was said over there, he hung up and went up to pick up someone: "What would you like to eat at night?"
"It's all right." Ying Tongchen gathered up his coat, and as soon as he held the door, the other party held his hand.
"Wait, I have something for you." Zhuo Shu said, "Do you know what day is today?"
Ying Tongchen stayed for a while, thought about it, and didn't know what day it was today...
"Love anniversary?" He tentatively asked.
Zhuo Shu smiled and shook his head.
"Kissing anniversary?"
Zhuoshu shook his head.
"...What day was that?" Ying Tongchen's tone was a little weaker.
Zhuo Shu looked at him with hatred: "Today is Friday."
"... .. oh! So what!"
"So I'm going to give you a present."
"?"
Zhuo Shu took his hand to the trunk and was about to open the door.
Ying Tongchen was shocked, because of the huge area of psychological shadow, he suddenly became afraid, and quickly held down the door: "How about don't give it away?"
"No, I want to give it, you will definitely like this gift." Zhuo Shu opened the door confidently and carefully observed Ying Tongchen's expression, the expected expression of surprise, liking, moving, and weeping with joy... ... none of them show up!
I saw that Ying Tongchen's face was getting paler and his fists were hardened.
Should not be ah.
Zhuo Shu turned his head sharply to look at the flowers in the car, his face also stiff.
He had clearly ruled out tacky roses, and even asked for the most distinctive flower in the store by name... But how could he have thought that the most popular flower in this store was chrysanthemum.
So, this carload of white and yellow chrysanthemums shivered in the cold wind, very much like his withered life...
Ying Tongchen smiled coldly: "What day is today, I don't know."
Zhuo Shu: "Dear, listen to my explanation-"
Ying Tongchen: "But today next year must be your death day."