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At the end of the year, the two of them were discussing whether to celebrate the new year in Liucheng, when Zhong's mother called: "Xiao Li, Edward and I are planning to get married. I wonder if you and Shijun would like to come to participate?"

Zhong Shuli suppressed his turbulent mood and hung up the phone, the look on his face slowly faded, and he sighed after a long time.

"What's wrong? Did Auntie say anything?"

"She is getting married and going to England for a wedding, and wants to invite us." Zhong Shuli said while holding his forehead.

Although he felt it was too abrupt, Lu Shijun said happily, "It's a good thing, but I don't know how we can help."

"Shijun, sometimes I often feel that I might not be born to my mother." Although the mother had mentioned the progress of the marriage discussion between the two parties on the phone before, but this time she suddenly stuffed a pink cock into her arms. Still blown out of his wits.

Lu Shijun understood the feeling that family bonds were ignored, and persuaded: "You are free, and your mother is also free. Let her go. We will just stay behind her."

Zhong Shuli shook his head, and half-jokingly said: "Fortunately, it is my mother and not my daughter who is going to marry, otherwise I will be required to hold her hand and hand it to another man during the ceremony, and I think I will lose control."

He laughed again: "Do you have any other arrangements for the Chinese New Year? Otherwise, let's book a plane ticket."

Leaving aside the perspective of Zhong Shuli's hatred for seizing his mother, Edward is actually a very serious old British gentleman, with a humorous temper and a love of talking, but he gets along very well with the seemingly calm mother Zhong.Taking advantage of the fact that the two of them left the burdensome matters of the wedding to go to the gardening exhibition happily, Zhong Shuli took Lu Shijun to meet his former teachers and friends, and chatted with a group of strange blond hair and blue eyes. The illusion of visiting relatives during the Chinese New Year.Although I haven't returned to Luozhou for seven or eight years, I can still vividly recall the appearance of those relatives, but their identities and personalities are blurred when I think about it carefully.

"Shijun, this is my middle school history teacher, MrLaw."

Lu Shijun stretched out his hand and shook hands with the old gentleman who was full of white temples. The other party greeted with a smile: "This is?"

Zhong Shuli clasped his hands and said: "My love, Lu Shijun - you can't see you when you turn around the mountain road, but you can meet each other on the Moshang."

"Lu Shijun, that's right. It seems that her parents put more thought into naming her name than you do."

Zhong Shuli's face turned gray: "Teacher, don't make fun of me with 'Mili' anymore. Three hundred poems, in a word, have shadows."

Lu Shijun heard from him that this Mr. Luo relied on being a well-established history teacher, coercing and luring his Chinese students to take Chinese tutoring every week, and even took a history test on several of them with classical Chinese papers.Zhong Shuli had a pretty good memory when he was young, but he would always make a careless memorization mistake, so he was punished to copy the classics of poetry, mostly "Shu Li".

Mr. Luo feigned anger and said: "I haven't come to see me for so many years. Now that I have a beautiful wife and beautiful family in my arms, I just think of me, a bad old man, and accuse me of causing you a shadow. The shadow you brought to me in those years I haven't forgotten yet,"

Zhong Shuli got behind Lu Shijun, and only poked his head out: "Don't blame the teacher, just for my Mr. Lu's sake, let's turn over the previous page."

Lu Shijun hurriedly took a step back: "I don't think my thin face can cover up your outstanding achievements, Mr. Zhong, come out and be taught obediently."

We talked a lot about domestic and foreign affairs and each other's life. After the two left, they went to the jewelry store to pick up the diamond ring they ordered according to Zhong's mother's instructions. Unexpectedly, they ran into an old man by chance.

The woman raised her head happily when she saw them: "Mr. Gao, Mr. Lu, long time no see. Why are you here?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, walked towards the woman and the man next to her, and said hello: "Miss Qian, I didn't expect to meet you here. Let's help get the ring, how about you?"

Qian Wenwen glanced at the man beside her, showing a completely open smile: "This is my husband, we are choosing a wedding ring. Let's go out and find a place, how about having a drink first?" Arm, quickly explained in English, the other party nodded, and the group found an open-air bar to sit down.

Since the earthquake, the Qian family has transferred their assets overseas. In the midst of chaos and reconstruction, the marriage of Qian Gao's family is naturally invalidated. When they meet an old man today, both parties can't help but feel as if they have passed away.

Ms. Qian said with a smile: "Mr. Gao, this is my boyfriend. We will get married next month. Anyway, we have a marriage contract. Would you like to consider robbing us?"

Zhong Shuli glanced at the man wearing a jacket who kept a polite smile on the opposite side, shook his head and said, "I think you said in the past that you would never agree to someone who came to snatch a marriage. I don't want to do it knowingly."

Miss Qian laughed a few times, hugged her fiancé again and said, "That's right, I won't agree to anyone who comes." Zhong Shuli looked at her innocent and fearless appearance, and was very happy in his heart. At that time, Qian Wenwen should have become Mrs. Gao, maybe she had a child, and she was trapped in a huge house and lived a life of husband and son.Sometimes it's hard to tell what's behind the disaster, but change isn't always bad.

"I didn't expect the two of you to be together." Miss Qian's eyes circled between the tables.

Although only an affirmative reply is needed to end this question and answer, Lu Shijun found it hard to believe how long the "still together" period would be, so he lowered his eyebrows: "It's just that we met again half a year ago. "

Zhong Shuli turned his head and glanced at him, and started chatting with Miss Qian's fiancé in English, and the conversation at the table shifted to the process of their acquaintance.

After everyone bid farewell, Zhong Shuli let Lu Shijun sit where he was and have a few more drinks, while he went back to the jewelry store to pick up the diamond ring.After about 10 minutes, I returned to the bar, but Lu Shijun was nowhere to be seen. I asked the clerk in the store and said that he watched him pay and walked along the road.

Zhong Shuli dialed the phone and heard the reminder that the other party turned off the phone, and then remembered that the other party's mobile phone probably ran out of battery in a hurry to go out.Looking at the streets of foreign countries, melancholy climbed up and entwined from the soles of his feet, dragging himself into the ground like vines, he struggled to take a step, only feeling that his legs were getting heavier and heavier, and he ran wildly.Passing through the hustle and bustle of tourists, shuttling through the alleys with thousands of people, his vision was blocked by identical faces, and he couldn't find Lu Shijun everywhere.

His lungs were about to explode, he slowed down and walked back towards the bar, his mind was a little clearer, and he was thinking about whether to call the police or issue a missing person notice.

"Shu Li, why did you come from this direction?"

Zhong Shuli looked up and saw that it was Lu Shijun who was standing near the bar. All kinds of feelings came to his heart. When he walked in front of him, he felt powerless after hysteria, and just said: "Where did you go just now?"

"I just wandered along the road, and then came back in the original direction. But you, why are you embarrassed to get a diamond ring?"

Zhong Shuli put his shoulders on his shoulders, took a few deep breaths, and said, "I thought you were missing, and I called you to turn off your mobile phone, and no one could be found anywhere, so I was shocked."

"I'm not a child, what are you worried about?"

Zhong Shuli took a deep breath: "In the future, remember to fully charge your mobile phone before going out, and don't leave the place rashly. Even if you want to leave, you have to tell me first, let me be ready?"

Lu Shijun looked at him for a long time, and said in a low voice: "Isn't it always you who can play and disappear?" He smiled again, looked directly at him and said, "Think about it, we either separate from now on, or we get married .It doesn’t matter if you wait in the country or immigrate. In short, you can make a decision for the rest of your life and never separate again.”

Zhong Shuli was stunned and did not answer.

Lu Shijun shrugged: "Not willing?"

"No. It's just that you brought up the cohabitation back then, and now you brought up the marriage first. I feel that I am so passive as a man, and I really lose face." Zhong Shuli smiled wryly.

Lu Shijun spread his hands and said, "I'm sorry, you don't have the chance to start over now, you only have the option to say yesorno."

Zhong Shuli gritted his teeth, and knelt down on one knee: "I know this is sloppy, but if I think about it more carefully, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch you again."

Then he took out the ring: "Mr. Lu, please answer me solemnly, are you willing to be Zhong Shuli's lover and family?"

Lu Shijun looked at the inquiring gazes of the passers-by around him, and held back for a while: "Mr. Zhong, you are a bit sloppy now, and you are in public. I haven't even prepared an excuse to pretend to reject you."

Looking at his ring box again, he frowned and asked, "Wait a minute, isn't this ring belonged to Edward?"

Zhong Shuli couldn't help laughing: "I just chose it temporarily when I went back to the jewelry store. I couldn't keep the ring in your hand last time. This time, please reconsider whether you want to return it to the original owner."

"Although that ring must be more expensive than the one in your hand, it doesn't have the luck to keep you. It's fine if it's gone. Since you claim to be an old thing, it seems that I have no choice but to treasure it."

Zhong Shuli looked at the gathered crowd and urged: "Then do you agree?"

"Mr. Zhong," Lu Shijun bent down and kissed him lightly on the forehead, "I am willing."

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