He Rijun coming again

Chapter 57

Feng Qingzhu suppressed the emotion in his eyes, reached out and pinched Luo Zhiwen's cheek, "You promise him first. When the time comes, I will go with you."

Luo Zhiwen vaguely said yes, and leaned into Feng Qingzhu's arms to reply.

There was no more movement from Dipper, and no address was sent. The so-called meeting on the weekend may be just a test.

He threw the phone into his pocket helplessly, and belatedly asked, "Brother Feng, who did you call just now?"

"It's nothing, it's about work." Feng Qingzhu didn't tell the truth, because Luo Zhiwen's parents wanted to meet him alone.

Since it was work-related, Luo Zhiwen didn't care.

He went back to the living room and continued to write songs. At night, seeing that Feng Qingzhu was not too busy, he said, "Brother Feng, please continue to tell the story of our previous life."

Luo Zhiwen embraced the pillow, and leaned in front of Feng Qingzhu: "I have very low requirements, you don't have to talk about what you don't want to talk about, just talk about what you want to talk about."

Feng Qingzhu pinched the center of his brows, turned his head and saw that he was determined to win, and he couldn't refuse directly, so he asked, "Really want to know?"

He nodded: "As long as you tell me, I can do whatever you want."

"whatever?"

"Well, anything is fine." Luo Zhiwen let out a breath, and whispered a few words into Feng Qingzhu's ear.

After Feng Qingzhu listened, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he glared at him again: "Nonsense."

Luo Zhiwen raised the corners of his lips with a smile: "Brother Feng doesn't want to say it."

After saying that, she jumped off the sofa with her pillow in her arms.

In the end, within two steps, Feng Qingzhu grabbed his wrist and forcibly pulled him back.

"Don't talk nonsense next time." Feng Qingzhu lightly tapped his eyebrows with his fingers, sighed, frowned and recalled——

After the temple fair was over, Feng Qingzhu went to the Luo family to propose a marriage.

Of course, in the name of visiting Ah Wen, he went there openly, but still did not get a positive answer.

After Feng Qingzhu returned home, he wrote a letter and told Ah Wen the truth about the situation. He wanted to visit at another time, but who would have thought that in the middle of the night, the servants shouted in a panic, saying that the son of the Luo family had come.

At that time, Feng Qingzhu was about to take a rest. Hearing this, he smiled and shook his head: "How could it be? Did you misread it?"

The Luo family is well-educated, and it is difficult for Ah Wen to go out to watch a play on weekdays, so why did he come to seal the house in the middle of the night?

But the servant really brought the pale-faced Ah Wen to Feng Qingzhu.

"Brother Feng." Ah Wen, who was always respectable in front of Feng Qingzhu, his clothes were stained with mud, he held on to the doorframe in embarrassment, "I..."

Before the words finished, Feng Qingzhu rushed over, held his arm, and asked eagerly, "What happened?"

Awen's nose was slightly sour: "I agree with my parents who said in private that they want me to be betrothed to the family named Qian in the city."

The veins on Feng Qingzhu's forehead twitched.

He continued: "I don't want to marry, so... so I escaped."

Feng Qingzhu held Ah Wen tightly in his arms, and said seriously: "I won't let you marry someone else. Ah Wen, I will propose marriage tomorrow."

He stretched out his arms to hug Feng Qingzhu's waist, and gave a very soft "hmm".

The next day, Feng Qingzhu rushed to Luo's house forcefully.

He didn't want to use his status to force Ah Wen's parents to agree to the marriage, but if he backed down again, his Ah Wen would marry someone else.

This time, the Luo family really reluctantly nodded, but they wanted Feng Qingzhu to promise that no matter what happened in the future, they would only marry Ah Wen. He also said that the two of them could not meet before marriage, and only when the marriage was published in the newspaper would they be allowed to send out invitations.

Feng Qingzhu agreed straight away: "I will only marry Ah Wen in this life."

He thought silently in his heart that if there was an afterlife, he would also like to grow old with Ah Wen.

As for getting into the newspaper... it's really not that difficult.

It's just that before publishing in the newspaper, he had to write a letter to inform his second brother who was far away in Germany to go home.

When Feng Qingzhu returned home, Ah Wen was already waiting in front of the door, seeing him get off his horse, he rushed over immediately: "How?"

"Sigh." After Feng Qingzhu had a serious matter on his mind, he suddenly got excited and deliberately teased Ah Wen, "Your parents..."

"Still disagree?" He staggered back two steps, his face pale.

Feng Qingzhu felt a sharp pain in his heart when he saw his reaction, and quickly explained: "I was lying just now. Ah Wen, your parents have already agreed to our marriage."

Ah Wen didn't believe it: "Really?"

"real."

He grabbed his clothes and slowly returned to his senses, a flash of water flashed in his eyes, he tugged at Feng Qingzhu's sleeves, and said angrily, "Don't play tricks on me!"

"Okay." Feng Qingzhu smiled and rubbed A Wen's hair.

Still angry, he turned and walked into the house.

Feng Qingzhu followed behind, shaking his head frequently.

But Ah Wen was happy after being angry, took Feng Qingzhu's hand, sat by the bed, and smiled at "Golden Rose".

Feng Zhai also ordered a copy of this newspaper, Feng Qingzhu didn't read it, and kept it for Ah Wen.

"What good stories have you seen recently?"

Ah Wen replied gently: "Yes. It is said that the two families who are well-matched have engaged in a marriage, but the man is not satisfied. He said he wanted to find a lover who had met once when he was a child, so he refused to treat his wife well after marriage. As a result, Guess what? When his wife was seriously ill and was about to die, he didn't know that his wife was the lover he met once."

This story was not published in "Golden Rose", but Arwen's latest novel.

Feng Qingzhu frowned frequently from the beginning of the story, and after listening to it, he became even more serious: "How can you not recognize it?"

Awen took it for granted: "I only met once when I was a child, how could I recognize it when I grow up... It's like you, can you guarantee that I met me when I was a child, and remember me when I grow up?"

Feng Qingzhu stopped talking.

He raised his eyebrows proudly: "So, this is how the story should be written."

"But why make your wife seriously ill?" Feng Qingzhu put forward his own opinion, "Isn't it better to let them know the identities of both parties after a brief misunderstanding?"

Awen bit his lower lip, thought for a moment, and shook his head: "Brother Feng, the reality is cruel, but your assumption is too good. Who would remember the past? The man is looking for a phantom of the past, and the grown-up woman The Lord has long forgotten this episode of life.”

"...What she wants to remember is the present, the future, and all the good memories after meeting the grown-up male protagonist, but the male protagonist only wants to stay in the past, how can he meet her again?"

Feng Qingzhu was speechless.

After Ah Wen finished speaking, he held his chin and thought for a while with a frowning face. He felt that his new story was almost something, and sighed angrily.

Feng Qingzhu felt that he could no longer dwell on this tragic story, and quickly said, "Ah Wen, I am going to write a letter to my younger brother, asking him to come back to our wedding, what do you think?"

"Second Master Feng...isn't he in Germany?" Ah Wen's thoughts were indeed brought back by the marriage, "Isn't that good?"

"It's okay, he should finish his studies." Feng Qingzhu smiled, walked to the desk, picked up the pen and letter paper, wrote two strokes but found that the pen was almost out of ink, and couldn't help but think of Awen.

Perhaps it was something Arwen wrote.

Feng Qingzhu didn't think too deeply, when he was writing a letter home to his younger brother, he asked by the way: "Ah Wen, let's choose a date and publish the news of the marriage in the newspaper."

"Choose a date?"

"Well, choose a good day." Feng Qingzhu couldn't help but curl his lips.

The corners of Awen's eyes were also filled with joy.

It's just that none of them expected that the flames of war had already reached Jinling City silently.

Before Ah Wen could choose a date, the blood-stained telegram was delivered to Feng Qingzhu.

Ah Wen still remembered that day, when his novel had just started, Feng Qingzhu hurried over from the front hall.

The setting sun was like blood, the man's arm holding the military cap was bent at a cold angle, and the long shadow was like a sharp saber, extending all the way to his window.

Ah Wen's heart skipped a beat, and the newly written words were stained into dark ink blobs by the dripping ink from the pen tip.

"Awen..."

"Brother Feng!"

it is more than words.

"Stop talking."

Before Feng Qingzhu finished speaking, Luo Zhiwen, who was leaning on his shoulder, shed tears: "I won't listen!"

Luo Zhiwen thought, it must be that Feng Qingzhu didn't come back later, and he in his previous life couldn't wait for the wedding he was looking forward to.

"Don't want to hear it anymore?" Feng Qingzhu helplessly took the tissue paper for him, "It's not what you think."

"It's not what I thought it was?" He blew his nose in a muffled voice, seeing Feng Qingzhu's eyes flashed a smile, he was unavoidably embarrassed, but the tears in his eyes gathered more and more.

As if reluctantly.

One look and one less look.

Luo Zhiwen hugged Feng Qingzhu's waist, buried his head in his warm chest, the grievance engraved deep in his soul burst out: "Brother Feng..."

"Yeah." Feng Qingzhu, who was still smiling, also frowned, coaxing softly, "It's not that I haven't come back. I'm back, and my brother is back too."

The facts are indeed as Feng Qingzhu said.

Not only did he come back, but the second master of the Feng family also came back.

It's just that Feng Qingzhu was injured, and when Ah Wen saw it, he lost his temper: "Aren't you going to protect yourself?"

The doctor applied medicine to Feng Qingzhu's arm, and when he heard the words, he pretended to teach him a lesson: "Master Feng, you have to protect yourself!"

Feng Qingzhu nodded gently: "Okay."

"I'm still waiting for you at home..." Ah Wen wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, stood beside the doctor, biting his lower lip and trembling.

The hideous wound that hadn't yet scabbed was still bleeding, and Feng Qingzhu's brows were obviously tired, but the corners of this man's lips curled up, and there was a breezy moon in his smile.

For the first time, Ah Wen realized that the person he wanted to marry was an indomitable hero.

What Feng Qingzhu wants to save is not only him who was bullied by Chen Beidou, but also the broken mountains and rivers.

Another tear fell from the corner of his eyes, and after the doctor finished bandaging Feng Qingzhu, he followed him out and asked anxiously, "Brother Feng is like this, should you be more careful?"

Arwen raised his arm and made a waving motion.

The doctor nodded with a smile: "Naturally. The wound hasn't scabbed yet, so you should also avoid eating. I will write you a list, and you can just follow it."

Awen quickly thanked him.

"No need." The doctor bowed his hand and returned the salute, "Give me an extra glass of wedding bar then."

He blushed and ran back to the house to see Feng Qingzhu.

Feng Qingzhu's injury has been healed intermittently for more than two months. During this period, Ah Wen could not live in Fengzhai all the time, but he ran to Fengzhai every three days.

After running a lot, Chen Beidou got the news.

Chen Beidou originally thought that the two of them had lost contact, and since there was no news of their marriage published in the newspaper, he forgot about Ah Wen.Who would have thought that after sending someone to investigate, they would find out that Feng Qingzhu and A Wen had already secretly lived together in Chencang!

This made Chen Beidou angry.

Anyone he can't get can be with anyone, except for people from the Feng family.

Not to mention Fengqingzhu.

Chen Beidou thought of the bullet that almost hit him, and slowly narrowed his eyes.

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Oops, it hurts every time I write it...????