After getting the things, Wen Cha walked towards the river view not far away.

A figure stopped her steps, Wen Cha looked up, Charlotte raised her eyebrows and smiled at her, handing her something.

When I looked closely, it turned out to be an invitation.

Charlotte raised the corners of her mouth, and there was uncontrollable happiness in her eyes: "Yang Yang and I are going to get married, and the wedding is scheduled for the third day of the next month, remember to come with Jiang Jing when the time comes."

Yang Yang was the boy in the English department who watched the movie with her at the beginning.

"After we got married, we went to study in the UK."

The big stone in Wen Cha's heart finally landed, and she looked at Charlotte, who was as bright as a flower, and laughed, "Congratulations." ”

Charlotte nodded, turned his head to look at the boy who was quietly watching here not far away, and said with a smile: "I won't go to Jiang Jing, he used to hurt my heart too much, and it was annoying to see him."

Wen Cha couldn't cry or laugh, "On the day of the wedding, you can pour him a bottle of wine and let out his anger." ”

Charlotte laughed too, "I hope he doesn't hold a grudge against me." ”

Wen Cha said ruthlessly: "He dares!"

Charlotte covered her mouth, a little happy and a little stunned, "I've fantasized about being with him countless times, but none of the scenes are like you and him. ”

“……”

"I also once asked myself why I didn't dare to think about it, and then I realized that he was standing too far away for me, like a star in the sky, I could look up, but to be really together, he might not be what I imagined."

“……”

"I will probably obey him because of my admiration for him, be well-behaved and sensible, be his strongest backing, and seek perfection without complaints, but after a long time, I will slowly find myself."

"He's not for me, and I'm not for him." "He's better for you," she said.

Because she would never be able to hold that man in the palm of her hand without much effort, like warm tea.

It seemed that the thought of that scene made her tremble and fear.

It's inappropriate after all.

She was suddenly glad in her heart, and she said, "Bless you, warm tea."

Wen Cha smiled and shook her hand, and she said again: "Be good to my male god, this is the male god of the whole school, since he likes you, you also want to make him happy."

After saying this, she didn't wait for Wen Cha's answer, turned around and ran towards the boy who was waiting for her not far away.

The boy is not as handsome as Jiang Jing, but Jiang Jing has never been gentle and tolerant of her, and full of love.

That's enough.

She also said to herself that she would have two children in the future, a son and a daughter, to pursue the children of the male god, so that her next generation would be male and slap Jiang Jing in the face fiercely.

Thinking of this, Charlotte laughed and threw herself into the arms of the other person.

Wen Cha looked at her back, sighed silently, turned around, and the slim boy stood silently behind her, holding a bunch of brilliant stars in his hand.

He put the flower into her arms and said softly, "Happy graduation."

Wen Cha looked at him, reached out and hugged her, he took her hand and walked slowly forward under the camphor tree, only a faint streamer crossed the gap between the branches and leaves.

He suddenly took her hand, knelt down on one knee on the long and narrow boulevard, and took out a black box inlaid with gold wire in his trouser pocket with his fingers in a hurry, he raised his eyes, looked at the girl gently through the traces of time, opened the box, held her hand reverently and solemnly, and said in the calmest but somewhat panicked voice: "Would you like to write our names on the same household register?"

Wen Cha paused, his throat a little tight, and he said again.

"In the future, these two names will have the same house, the same car, and another name will be added."

"You will have a partner who can do everything for you, you will have a very good life, you can grow flowers in front of the house, you can grow vegetables in the back of the house, you can do all the things you like, nothing can stop you, no one can make you unhappy, I will always protect you, are you willing?"

He didn't say, 'Would you like to marry me?' or anything else.

All the romantic rhetoric seems to have become pompous.

Life and marriage are by no means fantasy piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, hops, but firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea that stick to the status quo.

Doing what you like will become an unattainable luxury after marriage.

No one can easily guarantee happiness for the rest of their lives.

However, he said that she would have a very good life, and nothing could make her unhappy. He said it so firmly and calmly.

She always knew that he was a man of his word and would do what he said.

Every word he says, he will be responsible for it, and he will do it without reservation.

Even the ring in the palm of her hand is concise and generous, which meets all her aesthetics.

He seems to know all her hobbies and can find her life.

What a smart person.

And his eyes did not change in the slightest, affectionate and unquestionable.

It seems that this step has long been expected by him, and the only variable is her attitude.

Would she like to marry him......

The students passing by were quite familiar with them in the school, and when they saw the male god proposing, they all clamored for Wen Cha to agree, and soon a group of people surrounded them.

They giggled and laughed, and their voices were full of envy and blessings.