We're leaving this afternoon, why are you getting your hair done so early?
After breakfast, Xie Wang led Ling Shuangjiang to the home theater and invited him to watch a movie together.
"Xie Wang, don't you feel awkward wearing a suit at home?"
Xie Wang said calmly, "Why would I feel awkward wearing something you made?"
Ling Shuangjiang smiled helplessly, leaned on Xie Wang's shoulder, and started watching the movie.
Ten minutes into the movie, he felt that the film's message was somewhat off.
It seems to revolve around marriage proposals and weddings.
"So, if you meet a reliable boyfriend, you should seize the opportunity and get married as soon as possible."
"Look at him, if he loves his boyfriend so much, why won't he agree to the marriage proposal? I hope they can get married in the end."
"That's wonderful. A marriage is only complete when two people are together."
Throughout the film, Xie Wang frequently makes casual remarks and expresses his own opinions.
Ling Shuangjiang pretended not to see his intention, and stretched her head back: "It's noon, we should eat."
Xie Wang said dejectedly, "Oh."
Lunch was delivered quickly. After receiving the takeout, Xie Wang muttered to himself, "This restaurant had a discount today, saying that you could get half price if you had a marriage certificate. But we didn't have one, so we lost 400 yuan."
Ling Shuangjiang: "It's okay, as long as it tastes good."
Xie Wang sighed silently and remained unusually quiet during the meal.
As expected, his little frost should have echoed twice and subtly learned the benefits of marriage.
However, it seems to be ineffective so far.
In the afternoon, the two set off for a club in the suburbs.
While crossing a red light, Xie Wang watched a middle-aged couple walk across the street and remarked, "When we're forty, we'll still be holding hands when we cross the street."
Ling Shuangjiang chuckled softly, "Alright."
Xie Wang turned his head and then realized that Ling Shuangjiang's suit today was very similar to his own.
"Is this also a suit you made?"
Ling Shuangjiang nodded: "Yes, we made two sets back then, as a couple's set."
Xie Wang continued to scrutinize him: "I've never seen you wear this before."
Ling Shuangjiang: "Yes, I want to wear it today."
When the green light came on, Xie Wang's mood suddenly lifted.
His little frost was really in sync with him; even though she didn't know he was going to propose today, they ended up wearing matching suits by accident.
That's good too; it looks good in photos with the ring on.
Xie Wang touched the ring in his left pocket, quietly took it out, and checked it repeatedly.
"Keep your hands on the steering wheel and be careful."
Xie Wang was taken aback, immediately let go of the steering wheel, and obediently held onto it.
Finally, an hour later, we arrived at the club entrance.
It was already 5 p.m. when I parked the car. The sky was gradually getting dark, and in another hour it would be completely dark.
Xie Wang's plan was that when he recited his marriage proposal vows, he would take out the ring, and at that moment, the drones that had been lying in wait would light up quickly, piecing together the words "Ling Shuangjiang, I love you".
Although Xiang Ming and the others said this way of proposing was old-fashioned, Xie Wang didn't think so.
A romantic candlelight dinner on the terrace, beautiful little frost, and drones like stars.
It has a lot of charm.
There's an 80% chance he'll agree on the spot.
As you climb the mountain steps, you are surrounded by all kinds of roses, encompassing almost every variety, which were flown in from all over the world that morning.
After walking for about half an hour, the two arrived at the terrace.
Here is a flower wall made of hundreds of roses, with the names of Ling Shuangjiang and Xie Wang written on it.
It looks especially romantic from a distance.
Smelling the rich floral fragrance, Ling Shuangjiang curled her lips into a smile: "You prepared this?"
Xie Wang: "Yes, these are roses from all over the world, more than two hundred varieties in total, all here."
Ling Shuangjiang: "May I pick one?"
Xie Wang: "Of course."
Picking a purple rose, Ling Shuangjiang asked, "Do you know what variety this is?"
Xie Wang: "He is Louis XIV, and the flower's meaning is love at first sight."
Ling Shuangjiang smiled and asked, "What is the meaning of those two hundred varieties of roses?"
Xie Wang: "I'll give you all the love in the world."
Ling Shuangjiang paused abruptly, her eyes sparkling with tenderness as she focused intently on Xie Wang.
Xie Wang took a deep breath and took Ling Shuangjiang's hand: "Shuangjiang, I've never had a girl I particularly liked, let alone a boy. But after meeting you, I realized that liking someone has nothing to do with gender. Every expression, every movement, every demeanor of yours attracts me, moves me, makes me crazy for you, and makes me infatuated with you. When I received your love letter, I knew that for the rest of my life, it was only you."
He gently rummaged in his pocket with his left hand and continued, "Frostfall, today I really want to tell you something that has been in my heart for a long time."
Ling Shuangjiang's eyes flickered slightly: "You speak."
Mustering her courage, Xie Wang looked at him and said, "You—"
Halfway through his sentence, Xie Wang suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
The ring he had prepared in advance was missing.
He tried desperately to recall, and realized that it must have fallen out of his pocket while he was in the car.
Looking down at the cars below the mountain, Xie Wang felt both anxious and regretful.
How could I forget to check such an important ring?
How can you possibly succeed in proposing without a ring?
Moreover, Ling Shuangjiang had previously hinted to him that he wanted a ring.
Xie Wang's eyes were filled with regret, and the light that had just flickered in his eyes quietly disappeared.
While waiting for dinner, he quietly ran downstairs and came back up; it should be enough time for him to propose again.
However, the foot of the mountain is too far from here, and Ling Shuangjiang will have to wait for him for half an hour.
Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a while and that his left suit pocket was empty, Ling Shuangjiang guessed what was going on.
Xie Wang pursed his lips, unable to hide his dejected and sad expression, and said in a deep voice, "Shuangjiang, why don't we go eat first?"
He kept his eyes down, not daring to meet Ling Shuangjiang's gaze.
Ling Shuangjiang had never seen Xie Wang so sad and dejected.
He said softly, "Xie Wang, I also have something important to tell you."
Xie Wang raised his eyelids: "Go on, I'm listening."
Ling Shuangjiang smiled beautifully and took out two diamond rings from her pocket. "These are engagement rings I bought from Fanyin. Xie Wang, will you wear them and marry me?"
Author's Note:
Xie Wang: My wife actually took the initiative! She proposed to me!
I need a nutrient solution.
Chapter 74 Obtaining the Marriage Certificate
The early spring breeze rustled the hundreds and thousands of roses around them, their vibrant beauty teetering on the brink of collapse.
Xie Wang's eyes suddenly reddened.
He lowered his head slightly, his forehead resting against Ling Shuangjiang's soft hair, and a few hot tears fell into Ling Shuangjiang's palm.
Ling Shuangjiang raised her eyes, put the ring that belonged to Xie Wang on his finger, and gently cupped his face in her hands.
"Don't cry."
Xie Wang hugged him tightly, her voice choked with emotion: "I never expected you would propose to me."
Ling Shuangjiang chuckled softly: "Because I like you."
Xie Wang buried his face in Ling Shuangjiang's neck, his breath warm: "Can I tell anyone else about your marriage proposal?"
Ling Shuangjiang: "Who are you talking to?"
Xie Wang: "I want to tell my friends that I'm not a simp."
Ling Shuangjiang squinted her eyes and lazily rested her head on Xie Wang's shoulder: "Okay."
Xie Wang nuzzled against Ling Shuangjiang again, then gestured to the staff who were already prepared.
Upon receiving the command, thousands of drones gradually lit up, and the words "Xie Wang'ai Ling Shuangjiang" suddenly appeared in mid-air.
Ling Shuangjiang smiled and said, "That's really straightforward."
Xie Wang: "Is it pretty?"
Ling Shuangjiang: "Beautiful."
That night, the two enjoyed a romantic candlelight dinner under the glittering lights.
When it was time to go to bed at night, Ling Shuangjiang sat in front of the French windows, looking up at the outside.
Those hundreds of drones still illuminate the night sky.
"How long will they stay lit?"
Xie Wang had just finished showering: "All night long."