Marriage of the Republic of China

Just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather suddenly cooled down.Getting up early and going out of the house, Fu Wenge was only wearing shirts and uniforms, and felt a little chill in the morning wind.Returning to the room, he took out a leather jacket from the box, and after putting it on, he felt much warmer.

The jacket is old, worn for three years.This was brought by Fu Junkai from Nanjing. At that time, his clothes were still too big, but now they are just right.In three years, the boy has grown into a young man, but his eyebrows and eyes are more handsome, and his body is stronger.

As soon as he sat down at the dining table, he heard Bai Hanxing call out: "Mom! I also want a jacket like Brother Fu's. Wear it with real spirit."

Sun Baoting frowned: "I made new jackets and padded clothes last year, and now I want to buy jackets, your father will not agree."

"Jackets and padded clothes are too rustic, and they rattle back and forth when they are worn." Bai Hanxing pouted, but immediately got a slap on the head from his brother, "Mom! Brother hit me on the head!"

Bai Hanchen said disdainfully: "That's your body without clothes, don't blame the clothes."

He just put on the jacket today and heard his younger brother say it was rustic, so he wanted to save some face.

"I'll take you to buy it." Fu Wenge whispered to Bai Hanxing.

"Don't get used to him." While drinking the porridge, Bai Hanchen's eyes drifted towards Fu Wenge from time to time.It is true that people rely on clothes. On weekdays, Fu Wenge wears a uniform and looks like a student, so there is nothing special about it.Wearing a jacket today, wrapped around a lean waist, people look particularly energetic.

Sun Baoting saw it in her eyes, and said sideways: "The weather is getting cold, Han Chen, you should change into your suit too, the woolen one is so warm."

"As the saying goes, ten layers of sheets are not as good as one layer of cotton. It's better to wear a jacket to protect the warmth of your chest and back." Bai Hanchen couldn't help being a little embarrassed. He changed into a suit when he was wearing a jacket. What's the difference?

A table of people were talking, but Bai Hanyu arrived late.He was wearing a suit today, but his figure was even thinner.Sitting down at the table, looking at the bowl of porridge Yue'er handed in front of him, he suddenly frowned—it was as if his chest was blocked by a stone, and he couldn't eat at all.

Yan Guilan put chopstick dishes into his bowl, and said: "Hanyu, try this, pickled seaweed shreds, sweet and spicy, Dad specially sent someone from Tianjin——Hanyu!"

Seeing Bai Hanyu rushing out of the dining room covering his mouth, Yan Guilan hurriedly got up and chased after him.The other people stared wide-eyed and looked at each other for a while.

After a while, Sun Baoting said: "Hanchen, take your elder brother to have a look. I think he has not had a good appetite recently, and he didn't eat dinner last night. He looks thin."

Bai Hanchen frowned and said, "I said to send him to the hospital, but he refused to go."

Sun Baoting also knows how stubborn Bai Hanyu's character is.She suddenly remembered that Fu Wenge was a medical student, so she said, "Wen Ge, aren't you a medical student? Give Hanyu his pulse later."

"Aunt Ting, I didn't study Chinese medicine..." Fu Wenge wondered, "Besides, I didn't learn diagnosis, it's all basic courses."

How could Sun Baoting understand those things, and asked curiously, "Then what are you reading every day until midnight?"

Fu Wenge listed to her: "There are many, including physics, chemistry, mathematics, professional English, histology and embryology, systematic anatomy—"

"Stop, let's eat."

Hearing the word "dissection", Bai Hanchen stopped it in time.His mother doesn't understand, but he understands. If you ask any more questions, you might have to cover your mouth and go out.

Bai Hanyu vomited into the tree pit within a few steps. It was full of acid water, and he was so hot that he couldn't stop coughing.Yan Guilan caught up and saw that he was throwing up but couldn't help, so she had to rub his back vigorously.

She anxiously said: "What's going on, Hanyu, let's see."

Bai Hanyu shook his head vigorously, closed his eyes tightly to resist dizziness and leaned against the tree trunk, groping for the handkerchief handed by his wife to wipe off the stains around his mouth.He didn't dare to see a doctor because he felt guilty.I heard someone mention something at the dinner table before: There was a young man in Bada Hutong who was beaten up by customers. He couldn't get sick and vomited acid water every day. After being diagnosed and treated by a doctor, it was said that the essence and yang had entered the abdomen and could not be resolved. Sitting sick.

The man said it as a joke, but it was heard in his ears, but it made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.Every time Jin Yulin had a good time with him, there was no essence and yang overflowing from his body afterwards, as if all of it had been absorbed.Now that he had this symptom again, he was afraid that once the doctor opened the door, he would know what he was doing with others.

"Hanyu, what are you busy with these days? You don't come home until four or five o'clock in the morning... If this continues, your body will be broken."

Yan Guilan lowered her head and sobbed.Bai Hanyu often stays out at night recently, she resisted not asking, just thought he was busy with work.But now that her body is "busy" and something is wrong, she really can't help it.

Bai Hanyu was startled, he hurriedly propped himself up, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from his wife's cheeks, and said flickeringly: "Hanchen is in a hurry to build the factory, and he is always on business trips, so I entrust me to watch over the construction of the factory." .”

Clutching her husband's hand, Yan Guilan looked at him worriedly, weighed it for a long time before saying: "Hanyu, tell me the truth, did the medicine... have any effect?"

"No, it didn't work at all!" Bai Hanchen felt his wife's eyes were cut on his face like a knife, and he couldn't look at her again, "Guilan, don't...don't think about it..."

With her husband's assurance, Yan Guilan was a little relieved.These days, when she went to Bai Hanyu's room to pick up a change of clothes, she went through them carefully. There was not a single long hair, and there was no smell of makeup.Thinking about it, even if he went to the Prime Minister's Mansion to look for a young lady or a half-father, there shouldn't be no trace.

Her face was troubled, mixed with a little sadness: "Hanyu, don't blame me for being suspicious of you...I know, you have no relationship with me as husband and wife...but since I entered the door of your Bai family, I am you The youngest mistress of the Bai family is the wife that you, Bai Hanyu Mingmei, are marrying... I don't ask for anything else, I just want to give you a son and a half daughter, and it's not in vain for me to guard you all these years..."

The familiar words made Bai Hanyu extremely ashamed, but he had no face to confess everything to his wife.He put his arms around his wife's shoulders, and softly comforted him: "Guilan, I swear, if I can do it, I will definitely use my energy on you, and I will never go outside."

After hearing this, Yan Guilan snuggled into her husband's arms shyly, bit her cherry lips and nodded slightly.

After class, Fu Wenge went to the library to borrow books.The knowledge in textbooks is limited. If you want to learn more, you have to read a few professional books.He also took a Chinese course, and the professor asked them to submit a paper in the mid-term, exploring the cultural differences between China and the West, and listed a few books for them to go back for reference.

After taking the book from the administrator and comparing it with the list, Fu Wenge found that there was a missing copy of Diderot's "Lamore's Nephew".I asked the administrator and was told that someone had already borrowed it, and I don't know when it will be returned.

This book was on Bai Hanchen's bookcase, he remembered.But in the past few days, Bai Hanchen left early and came back late, so he rarely touched him. At night, he often lay down and was going to sleep before he heard Bai Hanchen's footsteps outside the window.

As far as Bai Hanchen's second master is concerned, apart from being famous, he works harder than the coachman outside.If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Fu Wenge really didn't know that a person could be so busy.After finally going home for dinner, sometimes a phone call came in to look for the stool before it was hot.It's half the night when I leave, and I'm already wearing the stars and wearing the moon when I return home.The next day, he went out as soon as the sky was cleaned, and it was rare to see him at the breakfast table a few times.

So, almost half a month has passed since the shock at the racecourse, and the two of them haven't said a few serious words.But no matter how busy he was, Bai Hanchen still watched him closely.Even if he couldn't come to pick him up for self-study in the evening, he would ask Qiu Dali or Da Fuzi to pick him up.If he wants to go out on a rest day, he must be followed by a driver.

Zhou Yunfei commented in this way: "Although your cousin has a bad mouth, he actually cares about you."

However, rather than being cared for, Fu Wenge felt that he was more like an obligation to Bai Hanchen - taking care of him was an obligation, and worrying about his safety was also an obligation.

It's just that sometimes, Bai Hanchen's small movements inadvertently or the eyes that stay on him make him unable to understand the other party's thoughts.Bai Hanchen's gaze is warm, he can feel it, but the superior attitude when talking to him makes him uncomfortable.

All in all, this second master Bai is really not likable.

"Master Fu, I came back early today."

Seeing Fu Wenge enter the door before the sun set was not common for Old Feng.He knew how tight the university curriculum was. He remembered that when the second master was studying in university, he didn't even have time to go home until he was on vacation.

"Well, there are only two classes this afternoon, and there is no need for tutoring." Fu Wenge pushed the bicycle outside the concierge to set it up, and took off the local products hanging from the handlebars to Old Feng, "Please take it to the back kitchen , add something tonight."

This is cured beef that Chen Xiaomo's father entrusted someone to bring, weighing about twenty catties, he asked Aunt Fang to chop half of it up for Fu Wenge to bring home.

"This guy has enough weight." Old Feng raised his head in front of his face and pointed his nose, "Smells, really smells."

Fu Wenge said with a smile: "Let's ask the people in the backyard to share some. The older and younger won't come back to eat at night, so the four of us can't finish it."

"Second Master came back early today, and is resting in the house." Old Feng turned his head towards the east courtyard and pouted, "I think something has happened, so please go and have a look. "

What am I going to do?Fu Wenge frowned.Seeing the books on the rear rack, I thought of asking Bai Hanchen to borrow a book, so I nodded, "Sure, I'll go and see him."

Knocking on the door and entering the room, Fu Wenge saw Bai Hanchen leaning on the teacher's chair in front of the desk, frowning slightly, indeed a sad expression.

"Borrow a book." He said, and while looking for a book on the shelf, he asked casually, "Why are you back so early today?"

"Ah, the construction site collapsed and killed people, temporarily suspending work." Bai Hanchen raised his hand and wiped his face, opened his eyes and looked at the back in front of the bookcase.I saw that the uniform pants were stretched straight by the bending over, and stretched tightly on the round buttocks.

His Adam's apple rolled, he swallowed, and looked away.Ever since he was told about the marriage, he had never vented his anger with Bada Hutong again.It has been accumulated for a long time, and it has been piled up for a long time. When I wake up in the morning, my underwear is too high.

Upon hearing that someone had died, Fu Wenge suddenly felt sad.He turned around and was about to comfort him, but he didn't expect that Bai Hanchen was already standing behind him.He leaned against the bookcase all at once, and saw Bai Hanchen reaching out to take out a book from the cabinet.

"Why are you staring at me?" Bai Hanchen asked him.

Fu Wenge said angrily, "Who told you to stand behind me suddenly."

"Scared you?" Looking at Fu Wenge's flustered eyes, Bai Hanchen felt that the burden on his heart was a little less, and unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, "That's right, in your heart, I'm a nasty People, they have to do some nasty things."

"You—" Fu Wenge blushed, "I didn't think so!"

Bai Hanchen bowed slightly, pressed close to the tip of Fu Wenge's nose, and asked, "Then why are you blushing?"

"Snapped!"

A thick book was slapped on his face.

After returning to the room and throwing the book on the table, Fu Wenge took several deep breaths before suppressing his frantic heartbeat.

who?My mind is full of dirty thoughts, and I think about him too.Just filming "Faust" doesn't solve the hatred at all, it's time to shoot "Ci Hai" on Bai Hanchen's face!

His eyes wandered angrily, and he suddenly noticed that there was an extra corner in the page of the "Lamo's Nephew" that had just been thrown on the table.Open that page, it is a bookmark.Picking up the bookmark, he smelled the faint aroma of ink exuding from it, as if it had been stuck in the book for many years and had never been opened.On the back of the bookmark is a section of beautiful cursive English, which is handwritten, not printed.

"If I know what love is, it is because of you."

After reading the words and sentences expressing love, he opened the title page and saw vigorous handwriting left in the blank space - "This shocking work is presented to my best friend Han Chen as a farewell memorial, Leng Jiyuan".

Leng Jiyuan?Fu Wenge frowned slightly.Who is this person?

TBC

The author has something to say: The second master has not died for a while 23333333

You should fight, the first edition of "Ci Hai" only has two volumes, the thickness can be imagined, Master Wen Ge is really merciful

And the owner of the tombstone that Xiaobai leaned on finally appeared, ahem

Uncle, this dog blood is about to be poured out...

Forewarn, enter V the day after tomorrow

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