"We plan to talk about the wedding after you come out." Su Rourou obediently added a cup of tea for him, "Because... I hope you can witness our happiness with your own eyes."
Luo Shaohua took the teacup in her hand and drank it down, tears flickering in his eyes: "Rourou, it's rare that you are so caring, godfather is very moved. But... I hope you can hold the wedding soon, don't wait for me .”
"Godfather, it's okay, Yichen and I are still young. It doesn't matter if we hold the wedding a few years later, and... I don't really care about these formal things." Su Rourou looked back while talking Luo Yichen took a look.
Yes, they have known each other for more than ten years, as long as they know that the other party loves themselves deeply, that's enough. Things like weddings are largely just for others to witness their own happiness.
Luo Yichen took a deep look at her, and squeezed her hand tightly, there was also a tiny light flickering in his eyes.
Luo Shaohua sighed, turned his head away slightly for a while, and then turned to look at them again: "Rourou, Yichen, the wedding is the most important moment in your life... Now that you are holding a wedding, you and the couple It’s a completely different feeling to hold a wedding after having a child two years later.”
"Godfather... We really have nothing to do with each other..." Su Rourou wanted to say something more, but was quickly interrupted by Luo Shaohua.
"Because I... caused you to be separated for many years, which has delayed your happiness too much, and I don't want to delay you any more." After Luo Shaohua finished speaking, he couldn't help turning his back, "Just wait until I come out , I am very pleased to see that you have given me a lovely grandson or granddaughter... "
"Godfather..." Su Rourou choked up, unable to speak.
Luo Yichen put his arms around her shoulders and smiled at Luo Shaohua: "Dad, don't worry, we will definitely work hard to fulfill your wish. When the time comes, we will try to let you hold two grandchildren..."
The originally sad atmosphere became a little lighter because of his words. Su Rourou secretly squeezed his thigh in embarrassment, while Luo Shaohua looked at them with satisfaction.
"Yichen, you must give Rourou the most romantic wedding. Maybe you don't have to talk about ostentation, but you must be very careful. Rourou is the daughter-in-law that our family has set up since childhood, so we must not wrong her..."
"Dad, don't worry! I will treat Rourou well."
"Hmm..." Luo Shaohua nodded, and the expression on his face became serious again, "Your mother...how is it lately?"
Thinking of his first wife, the guilt in his heart surged up again like a tide.
"Don't worry, she's in much better health now, and my aunt is with her." Luo Yichen inadvertently caught a glimpse of a few strands of white hair on his temples, and felt a little unbearable.
Back then, when he knew about those things, he didn't have hatred for Luo Shaohua in his heart. He also thought that if his mother wanted to break up with his father, he would stand firmly on his mother's side and never have any contact with him for the rest of his life. During those years in the United States, seeing his mother suffering from illness, at certain moments, he also hated him in his heart.
As if knowing what he was thinking, Luo Shaohua trembled his lips, and expressed the guilt that had been buried in his heart for many years: "Yichen, I'm sorry for your mother, and I'm sorry for you..."