Chapter 539: How to Marry a Son
In the previous years with Du Ou, Leng Qinghe was indeed very, very eager to get married. She always waited for Du Ou to propose to her, begging her to marry him, she even thought about how she should be reserved and take revenge on Du Ou a little, but this kind of emotional game will definitely not hurt the feelings of both parties, and it will also enhance the attraction of each other.
Then she will agree to Du Ou's marriage proposal.
But this day, she never waited.
Now, she realizes that she is not so much looking forward to getting married. But all of a sudden, a man passionately proposed to him. And she was not prepared at all, not reserved at all, so naturally, and even agreed a little casually.
That's how surprising it is. It seems that agreeing to a man's marriage proposal is actually a very simple thing, there is no need to think about anything at all, and marriage is not the most natural continuation of love.
The diving bird more or less saw certain marks on her face. When a woman talks about getting married, she doesn't even have that kind of expectation and passionate yearning.
The reason for this naturally becomes intriguing.
Leng Qinghe suddenly said: Where are you? Can you tell us about your situation? Don't always talk about me, I want to know about you. Can you tell us about your home?
Leng Qinghe carefully used a "home" instead of her, in fact, what she wanted to ask was: Tell me about your wife!
Family?
What is the concept of home? There's a woman, there's a child, or there's a dog. This is a kind of good will that most people express when they post online.
It's just a good intention. Think about it, there are children, dogs, women? It seems that women's affairs are a bit troublesome. Is a dog a family? At least every day, there is still a loyal member of the family waiting for him, day after day.
What else do you have?
The diving bird was a little choked by the question, and couldn't help but be very astringent, and said with an embarrassed smile: Oh, I'm not married yet. Although I am not married, my son is eight years old. I'm already in elementary school.
Leng Qinghe was indeed stunned for a moment, this was a very unexpected reply, and it really made her feel very special. She looked at the diving bird and asked thoughtfully: You are really, really a little different. But why not get married? Now that they all have children. Oh, I see, it's very popular now, have children first, and then talk about it slowly after getting married.
The diving bird thought for a moment, and then said: This is really complicated, and I can't explain it in a few words.
Leng Qinghe said: So do you like her?
The diving bird said: It's not a matter of liking it or not.
Leng Qinghe said: So, what is the problem?
Leng Qinghe pondered, could it be that their problem was the same as the problem between me and Du Ou? There shouldn't be so many coincidences in the world, right?
The diving bird said: Well, it's not a problem, it's just a little out of place right now.
Leng Qinghe suddenly felt very sympathetic to the unknown woman, she thought: Which woman doesn't want to get married? There must be something wrong with you.
So she kindly tried to persuade him: I think you should take the initiative in this matter, what do you say? In fact, she definitely wants to marry you, maybe you don't mention it, and she is embarrassed to mention it. She may be waiting for you to mention it. You see, since the children have been born, it means that she still loves you. Every woman is like this, she wants to marry the person she likes and start a family. Believe me.
The diving bird looked at Leng Qinghe and thought: Just broke up, and still got married?
So I could only look at her helplessly, and these words were swallowed back into my stomach.
So: let it be.
Leng Qinghe said: How can you go with the flow? Why are you men so virtuous? It's really worrying to watch.
The diving bird said: Women are not exactly the same.
Leng Qinghe said: Why is it different? I hope that a man will love, hurt, pet, and then marry myself, don't we all think like this?
When the diving bird heard this, he could only smile bitterly.
However, after this chat with her, I do feel less depressed.
The night was already deep, and the diving bird felt more and more heavi, and he suddenly wanted to go home.
Before breaking up, the two left each other's phones and added WeChat.
Originally, the diving bird didn't want to do this, but Leng Qinghe took the initiative to propose, he felt that it was indeed not bad to have multiple friends, not to mention that Leng Qinghe was indeed a very good woman.
It can be seen that she has already let go of herself, and there is a trace of relaxation and helplessness in her heart.
Think about it, if she had chosen her at the beginning, she would have been a man with a stable family now, and she still needs to wander around for the sake of bullshit love?
Love is faltering, fate is ill-fated, if you are bent on finding your true love, but in the end you find that you are physically and mentally haggard.
After the breakup, the diving bird drove back to his home, and Qianqian, as usual, would wait for his return at the door, no matter how late it was. He sat on the ground, hugged Qianqian, buried his head in its neck, hugged it tightly, buried it for a long time, and kept reading in his mouth: Qianqian, my Qianqian, my little baby, only you are still waiting for me-
After Leng Qinghe and the diving bird separated, he returned home and fell into bed, but he fell asleep quickly, and there was nothing in his mind. And I slept so sweetly tonight that I didn't even have a dream.
When she woke up, the room was already very bright, she blinked, and suddenly remembered the encounter with the diving bird last night, and her heart felt very warm. took out his mobile phone and looked at his WeChat, and felt very down-to-earth.
She found that when she went to bed last night, she didn't even change her pajamas, didn't wash her face, brushed her teeth and removed her makeup, and just lay down and went to sleep.
At this moment, after she got up, she took a comfortable hot bath, then made a mask in the sun, squeezed herself a cup of vegetable juice, and baked two slices of toast and fried eggs. After all this, it was already past one o'clock in the afternoon.
Today she found herself in a particularly good mood. In the afternoon, she came to the store early, and brought a Western-style dessert to all the clerks, and while she was talking to the young girls, the delivery boy in the pastry room had already brought over a large box of desserts, and a cup of freshly ground coffee.
At this time, business happened to be light, so Leng Qinghe and a few girls sat on the side of the brown glass wall against the street, a small lounge specially designed for people to take a nap, drinking coffee and tasting dessert.
Soon after the afternoon tea gathering was over, everyone quickly returned to their jobs, and Leng Qinghe took out the computer and still sat there to see if Liu Dadong had sent him any information. Her fiancé had been away from her for more than a week, and he was there to talk to a publisher about publishing, and it was said that a television station wanted to work with him on a documentary about travel.
But it's all just talking.
Every time Liu Dadong talked to her about this, he always spoke a Chinese that was barely fluent, and said with great difficulty: This is his dream, his happiness, his life, and everything about him......
When he said that these were his life and everything, she thought, wanted to suddenly ask: So what am I to you?
Liu Dadong didn't give her any information for the time being, but yesterday afternoon he sent her a very sensual sentence: Beibei, don't miss me, I don't miss you all the time, I want to return to you soon, but people just made an appointment with me tomorrow.
Tomorrow? Isn't that today?
Leng Qinghe thought: After today, maybe he can fly back. Perhaps, one day it's time for him to meet with his parents, well, it's time to meet.
Thinking of this, my heart suddenly became very happy-