When she got off work the next day, Luo Yanhong went to Yang Jun's house with fruits.

This time I went in the name of visiting Wang Yuying.

Except for Yang Jun and Yi Qiushui, no one knew that Luo Yanhong was here for a blind date.

This is Luo Yanhong's request, she doesn't want to make this matter known to everyone.

After all, for an older intellectual like her, the final marriage problem is solved by blind dates, and it's a bit embarrassing to say it.

Mu Sheng moved to the new home that Yang Jun had prepared for him early this morning.

This guy is very happy with this yard and spends the whole day cleaning at home.

When Yang Jun gave him the house book and key, this guy had to pay him back.

When he took out the transfer fee and so many years of savings, Yang Jun was also shocked.

The whole body is only more than 100 yuan.

As in the case of Yang Jun at the beginning, all his savings were given to those comrades who sacrificed.

Yang Jun sighed.

Those who survived the battlefield had a sense of guilt, always feeling that their comrades had sacrificed and that it was a sin to survive alone.

Therefore, those who have been discharged from the army or changed jobs have a desire to use their small savings to help the families who have lost their comrades-in-arms.

Yang Jun refused at that time, saying that the money was kept for him to marry his daughter-in-law.

Yang Jun saw that it was not early, so he took him to his house for dinner.

When he entered the house, he led him to his study.

Luo Yanhong was waiting for him there.

"Luo Yanhong, graduated from a prestigious foreign university, is a doctor of medicine, and is now the vice president of the rolling mill hospital."

"Mu Sheng, a battalion-level cadre, has just transferred to our rolling mill and was once the champion of the all-military region's competition."

After Yang Jun introduced them to each other, he left the space for them and turned around and walked out of the study.

Coming to the bedroom, Yi Qiushui asked nervously.

"Husband, do you think they can do it?"

Yang Jun put his arm around her waist and said with a smile, "As long as Luo Yanhong doesn't pick it, then this matter will be fine."

When Yi Qiushui heard this, he frowned and said, "Then what if Mu Sheng doesn't agree?"

"No, it won't."

Yang Jun shook his head and said, "That guy doesn't pick, as long as it's a woman."

When Yi Qiushui heard this, he was immediately unhappy and slapped him twice with his small fist.

"Why do you men all think like this, do you all think with your lower body?"

"That's not it, like me, a typical five-good man, who is also very affectionate to you."

", there's no right one."

Yi Qiushui pushed his arm away, and then looked through the crack in the door to the study opposite.

Yang Jun shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Discuss love with a married man, and you ask him if he will fall in love with a woman at first sight.

That's a joke, a man's standard for love is always based on the woman's beauty.

Men are sensual creatures, and women are viewed for the purpose of possession.

If you want to ask Mu Sheng if he likes Luo Yanhong, that guy will only tell you the word "conquest".

Women, however, have too many expectations for love, always hoping that their love will be different, and hoping that marriage will be mixed with romantic or fantasy factors.

Yi Qiushui has great expectations for whether the two of them can succeed.

I've been lying there to see what is going on.

"Why do you look more nervous than you go on a blind date?" Yang Jun said with a smile.

When Yi Qiushui heard this, he smiled embarrassedly.

Sitting beside Yang Jun and holding his arm, his thoughts returned to the scene when they met and went on a blind date.

"When I think of the first blind date we had, it feels like it happened yesterday, and I really want to fall in love again."

Yang Jun held her in his arms and gave her a comfortable position.

"Yes, when I think of the first time I saw you, you amazed me when I turned around, and I couldn't help myself."

"Really, do I have that much charm?"

Yi Qiushui said this in his mouth, but his heart blossomed, and his face was full of happy smiles.

"Yes, you fascinate me, make me crazy, and make me wonder what meat tastes like."

"Husband, I love you too."

Yi Qiushui's beautiful eyes were watery, and he muttered.

"After the first snow of the year, how about we go to the park again?" Yang Jun proposed.

"Okay, then let's simulate the first meeting, and I ask you to pursue me again." Yi Qiushui said excitedly.

When Yang Jun heard this, he chuckled in his heart.

"Grandma, remember to release the water when the time comes."

"Hmph, don't let it go."

……

Half an hour later, Mu Sheng and Luo Yanhong came out of the study.

When they saw Yang Jun and Yi Qiushui, their faces turned red and seemed to be avoiding their eyes.

Looking at this scene, Yang Jun still has something he doesn't understand.

Wang Ba Mung Bean looked at the right eye.

Mu Sheng's deflated calf thing, as if he had never seen a woman in his eight lives, kept revolving around Luo Yanhong, and he followed wherever people went.

However, Yang Jun also felt sorry for Luo Yanhong, such a good flower was inserted on cow dung.

With her conditions, she can find a better man.

It's just that the world is poor, and sometimes she has to bow to reality.

Now I can only say that this kid is cheap.

That night, the two stayed at Yang Jun's house for a meal, and then Mu Sheng spontaneously wanted to send Luo Yanhong home.

……

Early the next morning, when Yang Jun was sleeping in Zhengxiang, he was woken up by Yi Qiushui.

"Husband, look, it's snowing."

Yi Qiushui sat on the bed and pointed out the window to the fluttering white snow.

"Let's go down and sleep a little longer."

Yang Jun rolled over and continued to sleep.

On a snowy day, he can go out for morning exercises.

"Surnamed Yang, I said it was snowing."

Yi Qiushui was immediately unhappy, sitting on the bed and looking at Yang Jun with an unhappy face.

"Big baby, I know what you mean, aren't you just going to the park for a date, then we can't go before dawn."

Yang Jun was afraid that she would freeze, so he quickly pulled her back to the bed.

"But I want to prepare early, so I'm looking forward to it."

Yang Jun rubbed his sleepy eyes, touched his watch and glanced at it, it was only five o'clock in the morning.

"Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the human face were red, and the human face did not know where to go, and the peach blossoms were still smiling in the spring breeze."

"Dear big baby, even if it is now and in the past, you can only drink the northwest wind, even if the same scene, the same person, also have different moods, everything has its own laws, we can't be strict that everything is the same as our own state of mind, okay?"

"I don't know, I'm just looking forward to it." When Yi Qiushui heard this, a trace of loss flashed in his eyes.

Even if they are in the same place and the same pair, they will have different states of mind.

The identities of the two have changed, they were originally two strangers who didn't know each other, and now they are husband and wife, even if they deliberately imitate and restore the scene at that time, there will no longer be the ignorant and beautiful feelings between men and women.

"Baby, I understand your feelings, I promise you that I will be good to you for the rest of my life, and I will never fail you in this life."

"If life is as it first sees, what is the autumn wind and sad fan, is it like that?" Yi Qiushui asked.

"Yes, that's it, every day from now on, I'll be like the first time I saw you." Yang Jun comforted.

Women, they all have little fun.

Sometimes, you may be happy all day because of something, and sometimes you will sulk all day because of a certain sentence.

This is the woman, a sensual animal.

Subsequently, no matter how Yang Jun persuaded him, Yi Qiushui did not close his eyes and sleep again.

Staring at the snow scene outside the window, there was more tenderness and sweetness in his eyes.

After breakfast, the two drove away with their own drivers.

When leaving, the two did not exchange a word, but looked at each other with more hope.

Yi Qiushui left to the east, and Yang Jun left to the west, and the two sides wanted to have a wordless encounter.

"Houhai Park."

After getting into the car, the two explained to the driver.

The snow is still falling.

There were a lot of pedestrians on the road, and everyone came out to welcome the first snow of the year with enthusiasm.

Adults stand in the wind and snow and mourn, and children build snowmen and have snowball fights carefree.

Today, there are a lot of people who come to the park to play, and Yang Jun asked Ma Juzi to stop the car when he was far away.

After getting out of the car, he explained to the colt, put the collar of the black trench coat up, and threw it into the snow.

If there is an uninhabited alley, Yang Jun turned in.

When he came out, he had a large handful of delicate roses in his hand.

The roses were picked by Yang Jun in the summer, and they have been collected in the space, thinking that they would be given to Yi Qiushui for her birthday, but they didn't expect to come in handy today.

The roses are very bright, as if they have just been picked, and they attract the screams of everyone along the way.

"Dude, I'm on a blind date today, can you give me a joyful one?"

On the way, a young man in his early twenties looked at the roses in Yang Jun's arms with a shy face.

"I wish you happiness."

Yang Jun took a rose and handed it over, and said a blessing with respect.

Happiness is meant to be shared, so that happiness can be maximized.

As the saying goes: give people roses, and your hands will have a lingering fragrance.

If a rose can match a couple, Yang Jun doesn't mind being a flower messenger at the gate of the park every day.

Coming to the gate of the park, Yang Jun glanced around, but did not find Yi Qiushui's shadow or her car.

So, I bought a copy of "Literary Criticism" at a nearby newsstand.

I remember the first time I met Yi Qiushui, and the two of them also held this magazine separately.

Time has passed, and Yang Jun still feels a little like laughing when he thinks about it now.

Last night's snow, it rained urgently, there was not much snow in the place, plus there were more people playing in the park, and the snow on the ground was very dirty, Yang Jun was out of mood all of a sudden.

Stand in the park and look around.

He's looking for the most snowy places.

Yi Qiushui is a romantic person, and he will definitely be in the most beautiful place in the snow at this moment.

Standing on a high place, I immediately saw a man with a graceful figure standing by the river.

Yi Qiushui stood there alone, his hands in his trench coat, facing the river, his head slightly at a forty-five degree elevation angle, his eyes closed listening to the sound of snowflakes falling on his face.

"Sand!"

"Sand!"

I remembered with the sound of footsteps on the snow.

Yi Qiu Shuitou seemed to sense Yang Jun approaching her.

Slowly turning his head, his eyes looked at Yang Jun with affection.

Yang Jun didn't speak, holding roses and looking at her with a smile.

Yi Qiushui was still dressed in the same outfit as last year, wearing a red sweater inside, a coffee-colored windbreaker outside, and a white scarf dancing lightly in the wind.

", you're wearing too little."