Chapter 423

When Shen Qinghuan woke up, the moon was dim, and the sound of Lu Ziheng's even breathing came from his ear.

She didn't know how long she had slept, or even how she got back to her home.

The experience from books to reality is just as bad as it can be. The pain from her legs makes her secretly bite her teeth and swear that she will never take the initiative to find Lu Ziheng again.

Shen Qinghuan stealthily pushes the door open, originally planning to sneak away, but the scene in front of her completely silly.

In the dark night, the sound of the current beating on the beach can only be heard quietly.

If it wasn't for a hard squeeze, Shen Qinghuan felt that he was still in a dream.

She

Shouldn't it be in the imperial capital?

Shen Qinghuan's nose is Yang Yang.

She sneezed, maybe it was too loud, or Lu Ziheng didn't get into deep sleep at all.

After waking up, Lu Ziheng wrapped Shen Qinghuan with a thin blanket.

"Where is this?" Shen Qinghuan rubbed his red nose and asked.

"The North Sea." Lu Ziheng circled Shen Qinghuan's waist and said softly, "it's cold at night. Go back to your room first."

Shen Qinghuan's heart suddenly began to rain.

She was desperate.

Originally, I wanted to leave secretly, but now I feel as if I was trapped by Lu Ziheng.

Of course, Shen Qinghuan didn't know that Lu Ziheng secretly asked for a long holiday for her in order to plan her coming of age ceremony.

And different from her, almost every birthday, Lu Ziheng carefully prepared for Shen Qinghuan.

Lu Ziheng, a senior high school political teacher, said that when people's material life has been met, they begin to seek spiritual needs.

The little girl needs nothing, so every time his gift is not too expensive, but the good thing is that it is always better than his heart.

Lu Ziheng coaxed the little girl back to her bedroom and said that he took her to Dali when she was sleepy.

The gap between people is really big.

It is clear that everyone is after the movement, why Lu Ziheng still has the energy to bring himself to Guangxi.

Until the sun rises, Shen Qinghuan can see clearly that she and Lu Ziheng are staying in a B & B room not far from Beihai.

Although she has been to many places, she has never seen the North Sea in March.

During breakfast, Lu Ziheng asked whether Shen Qinghuan was still tired?

She shakes her head in a panic. In order to avoid being brought to that unpleasant experience again, Shen Qinghuan puts down her chopsticks and jumps around in the same place.

Lu Ziheng lips show doting smile, he solemnly told Shen Qinghuan: frighten her to jump carefully, maybe she has a lovely baby.

Shen Qinghuan stood there for a moment.

Even if high school biology is the weakest of all her subjects, it doesn't mean she has no common sense.

Lu Ziheng pretended to be very professional. He spread out his hands: "we didn't take any measures last night. It's really hard to say."

"If there is labor, there will be support!" Shen Qinghuan likes swearing when he's angry. He's a bit ruffian. Lu Ziheng also likes it. "It's not that our family can't afford a baby!"

"If you don't dislike it, I'll raise it with my brother."

Having said that, Lu Ziheng almost finished all the lies of his life just by bringing Shen Qinghuan to Yunnan.

First of all, he bribed Shen Qinghuan's tutor. If Shen Haotian asked about the school, he could help him to tell a lie.

Shen Haotian has been in business for many years, but how can he not see through Lu Ziheng? So when the phone calls him, it becomes a question.

"If dad knows what you've done, you're going to get a broken leg."

During the period of love, Shenma is pink.

People usually feel tired after a long time.

But Lu Ziheng liked to stick to Shen Qinghuan as he grew older.

Even though he knew that the girl was deliberately threatening himself, Lu Ziheng was very thorough.

If Shen Haotian knew the details, he would not have lost a leg

This may be the ancients once praised "peony flowers die, do a ghost also romantic."

In March, on Weizhou Island in the North Sea, the sky and the sea are linked together. The wind and clouds are surging and the waves are rolling out.

After eating, Shen Qinghuan is pulled out of the B & B by Lu Ziheng.

Lu Ziheng did not choose to borrow a car to drive as others did, nor did he choose to rent a battery car like other tourists.

An old bicycle stopped in front of them.

Lu Ziheng patted the saddle and laughed at Shen Qing.

Shen Qinghuan's eyes suddenly become moist, and she remembers that she once told Lu Ziheng the story of Shen Haotian and Yan Ruyu.

At that time, there was no such convenient means of transportation as now, a bicycle carrying the love of two generations.

Qiaogang style street is the most bustling block in Beihai. Because it is close to the wharf, there are many returned overseas Chinese from Vietnam, and the streets are full of Vietnamese specialties.

Lu Ziheng suddenly braked. At one of the stalls, he bought a cup of mango ice and handed it to the little girl behind him.

Even in March, the weather began to heat up, especially in the southern province of Guangxi.

Shen Qinghuan min took a small mouthful and stretched out his thin arm from behind. Lu Ziheng lowered his head and took a small mouthful.

"What else do you want to eat?" There are some barbecues on the side of the road. Shen Qinghuan is greedy when she hears them, but now she can't eat them in the evening. So she sits behind her bicycle and says to Lu Ziheng, "I've just had a meal. I'm not hungry."

After passing through the bustling amorous street, Shen Qinghuan was carried to the old street of Beihai by Lu Ziheng.

She seems to like these old things. Lu Ziheng still remembers that when she was in high school, novels were popular among girls. Shen Qinghuan was crying with a novel of the Republic of China in her arms. She also asked Lu Ziheng why he didn't go back to earlier times since God had let them be reborn.

Shen Qinghuan jumps off her bicycle while Lu Ziheng is meditating. She goes to the exhibition hall of the former Beihai branch of the post office and asks for a postcard. She writes on it stroke by stroke:

"Mom. Today is March 27, 2024. My favorite boy and I came to the place where you and Dad first made love. After crossing the old street, it seems that I can see Dad standing in front of the church confessing to you nervously. Ah Heng and I have been together for the fourth year, and I believe we will be like you, and we will go through many years in the future. "

Lu Ziheng looked at the postcard stamped with Qing Dynasty postmark and asked for one and sent it to Shen Haotian.

"Uncle. Forgive me for choosing to take her to the bar mitzvah to review the road you and your aunt went through. I will take good care of her and will not let her regret her choice. "

Beihai is a very romantic city. After sending the postcard, they can almost imagine that Yan Ruyu and Shen Haotian are moved, and they must want to rush over to educate Lu Ziheng.

Because it is not the peak season for tourism, there are still many people in Yintan resort.

Lu Ziheng gives his bicycle to the beach keeper. He takes the little girl by the hand and walks on the soft beach.

In the past, he always wanted to take Shen Qinghuan to see the sea, but now he was able to fulfill his first wish.

Tired of walking, Shen Qinghuan leans in Lu Ziheng's arms and soaks in the sea with his two little feet.

"Ah Heng. I want to hear your little song

Lu Ziheng lowered his head, and the fine sunlight fell into Shen Qinghuan's beautiful apricot eyes. His mind again recalled the way she was crying and biting his shoulder.

"What song do you want to hear?" Lu Ziheng asked in a dumb voice, his throat rolling.

"Cloud and sea."

Lu Ziheng didn't know why Shen Qinghuan would sing some sad songs on this occasion. He didn't ask too much. He just put his hand on Shen Qinghuan's waist to work his strength and sang low and deep.

The setting sun, the blue sea plating a layer of golden light, people in this scene, can not help but feel relaxed and happy.

The two people did not give up looking away until the sunset completely sank to the bottom of the sea. They chose to go back to the stall of Fengqing street for barbecue.

Lu Ziheng looked at Shen Qinghuan, who ate with relish. Thinking that the atmosphere was just right, he said, "I have something to discuss with you."

It's not a proposal, is it?

Shen Qinghuan almost choked on the kebab she had just eaten.

Lu Ziheng looked into the girl's eyes and said excitedly, "I have submitted an application for medical aid to Africa."

"How can you be qualified to go?" Shen Qinghuan stands up directly, feeling quite excited.

Yeah.

Probably born to eat this bowl of rice, only half a semester, Lu Ziheng fully demonstrated his talent in medicine.

The tutor didn't take him to the front line this time. He also wanted to have more practical experience and study more textbooks.

People all around looked at their table.

Shen Qinghuan slowly sits back to her position. Does she not know where Africa is?

She held the cup tightly in her hand, and there was a mist in her eyes: "if I don't let you go, will you not go?"

"Yes." Lu Ziheng said to Shen Qinghuan firmly.

But there will be regrets, right?

It's like a previous life.

Even if he doesn't say anything, Shen Qinghuan's guilt will deepen.

No wonder he planned the rite of passage so perfectly. In fact, he had already decided to use his guilt to plan everything.

People are selfish.

There are so many people in need of help in the world, and there are so many doctors, but why should Lu Ziheng go.

Shen Qinghuan greets the boss and adds two bottles of beer.

She knew that Lu Ziheng didn't drink like this on weekdays, but she was very sad.

Shen Qinghuan suddenly put one of the bottles in front of Lu Ziheng.

"Drink this bottle all at once, and I'll promise you to go."

"Xiao Qinghuan..."

"Drink or not!"

Shen Qinghuan watched Lu Ziheng turn on the beer and gulp it. He secretly wiped his tears with the back of his hand and dried them all in one breath.

It's beer, but it's still so hot.

Shen Qinghuan doesn't want to be separated. Even if the university is not on the same campus, at least they are still in the imperial capital, and they can know each other's situation every day.

"Go ahead." Shen Qinghuan threw away the empty bottle in Lu Ziheng's hand: "I'll wait for you to come back."

"When I get back, we'll get married, OK?"

"Who's going to marry you?" Shen Qinghuan covered up the confusion with a tissue. "Maybe after you leave, I'll run away with others."

"Don't talk nonsense." Even if it was a joke, Lu Ziheng couldn't hear it.