Sunset Boulevard

The next day, Zhang Jue's parents accompanied them to the airport.After getting off the bus, at the terminal building, 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 building seemed to be not very good. There were many media and reporters stationed near the exit of the VIP car passage at the airport, and there might be traffic jams when leaving the airport.

Zhang Jue watched Chen Boqiao give orders on the phone, but he didn't have any real feelings. When he got off the plane and got in the car and drove out, he realized how much the Asian League media loved Chen Boqiao.

Spears and cannons surrounded the single-sided glass of the car, trying to get a glimpse of the relationship between Chen Boqiao and his fiancé by capturing the poses of the two people in the car.

But after opening the passage and entering the viaduct outside the capital airport of the Asian Union, the road became much smoother.

The latitude of the capital of the Asian Union is low, and the temperature is higher than that of the newly independent country, but there is no sun today, and it is cloudy.

From the airport to Chen Boqiao's home, the car drove for two hours and drove into a large manor.

"My father used to live here," Chen Boqiao said to Zhang Jue, "I didn't go home very much when I was in the military, and I didn't have my own place. My stepmother moved out earlier, and I live here recently. If you think it's too Big, you can change places."

Zhang Jue said it felt good, Chen Boqiao smiled and said that he didn't like having too many people in his family, so he transferred some live-in 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, took a nap after washing up, and fell asleep with jet lag, and Chen Boqiao had a meeting to attend, so he was not at home.After waking up from sleep, Zhang Jue went out and was attracted by the paintings hanging on the wall. After walking for a while, he really lost his way. He walked around for a long time without meeting anyone, so he could only call Chen Boqiao bravely.

When Chen Boqiao received the call, he laughed at Zhang Jue for a long time, saying that he would send someone to find him.

Not long after Zhang Jue hung up the phone, an unfamiliar number called, it was the housekeeper of the house, asked about Zhang Jue's location, and rushed to Zhang Jue.Standing by the wall, Zhang Jue watched the butler come hurriedly, and suddenly wondered why Chen Boqiao couldn't give him the butler's number earlier.

Not long after, Chen Boqiao also came back. After dinner in the evening, he showed Zhang Jue the way, and then took him back to the room.

After Zhang Jue's health stabilized, the wedding date was also fixed, at the end of April.

Together with Chen Boqiao, he drew up the wedding guest list, added the VIPs sent by his parents who needed to be invited, and spent an afternoon handwriting the invitations.

Chen Boqiao's assistant took the invitation and sent it. Chen Boqiao looked at his watch and asked Zhang if he would like to go out for a stroll.

Zhang Jue agreed, and Chen Boqiao took him to the garage, where he chose a convertible antique car from Chen Zhaoyan's collection.

The antique car is gray-blue, painted brightly, and the sound of the engine is soft. It drove out from Chen Boqiao's house, passed the rolling lawn and wild flowers in early spring, and drove smoothly onto the main road.

At six o'clock in the evening, the sky was pink and purple. They walked along a high wall, quickly passed through the shadows of trees, passed through the afterglow of the setting sun, and the faint crescent moon was hidden in the clouds. Play the whole point of entertainment news.

The radio anchor with a sweet voice said: "As for today's topic, everyone will be very interested. Since Siu Hua Energy announced that Colonel Chen will get married soon, we are all guessing what kind of person Colonel Chen's future partner will be. Now let the show give you an exclusive introduction, the only son of the foreign minister of the newly independent country—”

Zhang Jue was actually a little interested in the exclusive opening of the show, but before hearing his name, Chen Boqiao directly raised his hand and switched the stereo from the radio to the CD.

There was no CD in the player, so the car became very quiet.

Chen Boqiao didn't say a word, Zhang Jue felt a little funny, looked at Chen Boqiao who was holding the steering wheel as if he was 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, passing the wide sea-crossing bridge at high speed, and the light on the sea flickered in the shadow of the bridge's suspension cables and in the gaps in the iron fence.

Chen Boqiao stopped at the intersection of an old block, pointed to the antique grocery store on the corner, and said, "Go and buy a record for me."

Zhang Jue obediently got out of the car and walked into the shop.

There is a small wall of old records in the antique grocery store. Zhang Jue saw some singers who were very popular in his student days, picked and picked, and took a few.

When he was about to pay the bill, his cell phone vibrated suddenly, it was a call from Harrison.

Zhang Jue put the record on the low wooden cabinet in the antique shop and picked up the phone.

"Receipt for delivery of invitation," Harrison said. "Congratulations."

"Thank you."

As dusk approached, the antique shop was finally willing to turn on the lights, but the lights were only a few light bulbs hanging wobbly from the second floor, giving off some dim light.

"The little actor whom you stuffed money with yesterday asked me about you," Harrison casually chatted with Zhang Jue, "I think I miss you, I haven't met such a wealthy guest like you for 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 smiled for a while and said Zhang Jue: "You are in such a good mood today."

They verbally agreed to find time to climb the mountain together, and hung up the phone.

After Zhang Jue paid the bill, he went out with a paper bag of old records, only to find that there was no one in the convertible.

There are not many pedestrians on the street, and there are not many shops on the street. There is a large pet hospital at the far corner. The store sign is a cartoon cursive, with neon lights around it several times, flashing every time. .

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 a slick Thai country garden cat in his hand.

"Come on, say hello to the master." Chen Boqiao shook his hand, and An Qi "meowed" cooperatively.

He handed the cat to Zhang Jue, who took it over without knowing where to start.

An Qi has gained a lot of weight, a heavy lump, and the fur is very soft, with the warmth of a small animal under it, like a cup of slippery hot sand, falling down without paying attention.

Chen Boqiao saw that he was not good at hugging, so he supported him and laughed at him: "Student Zhang Jue, he can't even hug his own cat."

Chen Boqiao himself and his convertible car were extremely conspicuous. People passing by recognized him and slowed down to look back.

But Chen Boqiao didn't care about it, he put the cat in the passenger side of the car, put Zhang Jue on the edge of the car window, put Zhang Jue in front of him, lowered his head, took out a velvet box, 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 dull as Zhang Jue could see Chen Boqiao's unnaturalness and lack of composure. "Will you marry me?"

From the corner of Zhang Jue's eyes, he saw someone taking out a mobile phone to take pictures, and Chen Boqiao put a ring on Zhang Jue's place without waiting for Zhang Jue's answer.

At sunset, the high-hanging street lamps are lit, and the narrow streets are long.

They drove to the endless road, and the car shining against the setting sun was like a rowing boat that rowed through the blue waves between the strait that opened the summer campus of Roche College.

Chen Boqiao raised his hand on the gear lever and spread it out to Zhang Jue. His hand was very big with calluses on his fingers.

"Don't you want to shake hands 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 Union, familiarized himself with the places that would not be marked on the map, and the memories with Chen Boqiao overwhelmed the memories without Chen Boqiao.

Zhang Jue who secretly looked for Chen Boqiao by the lawn of Luoshi, Zhang Jue who stood in the front hall of the hospital with a medical card, and Zhang Jue who wrote Chen Boqiao's name by the side of the ever-bright lamp pool were also well stored.

Put it in a nice, beautiful, pain-melting room.

They stopped at the downstairs of Zhaohua Building and climbed to the restaurant on the top floor. Their honeymoon plan was also very simple. They would go back to Europe to see their alma mater.

Just like what Chen Boqiao had promised, he would go for whatever he chose.

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