Chapter 178 Wedding Schedule
Compared to Christmas Eve, the atmosphere on Christmas is even worse. Everyone stays in their rooms and tries not to go out.
In the morning, Luo Qinglin and Jiang Yanyu went out. When they passed by the hall, they only saw three or two servants wiping the carvings on the wall in the hall.
When we walked into the restaurant, there were not many people sitting at the long table. There were only a few elderly faces, sitting in pairs at the table.
The plate still contained the same tasteless food: potatoes baked with butter, bacon, and smoked fish, all without salt or flavor.
"Isn't everyone coming for breakfast?" Luo Qinglin asked in a low voice.
Without Mayfield, the atmosphere at the table became better, with people sitting together talking and communicating in low voices from time to time.
Jiang Yanyu doesn't eat high-oil and high-fat foods. He only took a few bites of potatoes and grilled fish, then put down his knife and fork and waited quietly for Luo Qinglin to finish his breakfast.
"After being reprimanded in public yesterday, who would want to come out for dinner today?" Jiang Yanyu said, "This happens every year, and she never gets tired of it."
"Then...can't you not come here?" Luo Qinglin didn't understand. If he hated it, why would he come here to be scolded?
Jiang Yanyu sneered, "You're not coming? If you don't come, I'll send someone to capture you just like I did that day."
Yes.
As soon as they got home that day, they were forced to board a plane by a group of people. They didn't know how Xia Bai was doing at home...
"However, there is one situation in which you don't have to come." Jiang Yanyu said with a raised eyebrow.
"What's going on?"
"Dead."
Luo Qinglin's eyes widened for a moment, and he kept silent while eating breakfast quickly, fearing that he would run into Mayfield who came down to eat, so he finished his breakfast in just a few bites.
Luo Qinglin's cheeks were bulging, and now he looked more like a hamster than a canary.
Jiang Yanyu chuckled, "Is she that scared? She's just a little paranoid about Christmas Eve, and her words and heart are a little mean and cold-blooded. Don't be afraid."
Isn’t this scary?
Besides, he wasn't afraid, he just didn't want to meet her.
Luo Qinglin swallowed the food, stood up quickly, and pulled Jiang Yanyu away, wanting to go out for some fresh air and escape from this dull castle.
“Louis.”
Before leaving the restaurant, someone called Jiang Yanyu.
Luo Qinglin turned around and saw that it was a middle-aged man sitting alone. He had a serious and unhappy look on his face, and there was contempt in his eyes.
Jiang Yanyu did not stop, pretending not to hear, instead put his arm around Luo Qinglin's shoulders and walked out the door.
“Louis, Louis!”
There were shouts from the restaurant again, gradually becoming impatient. Jiang Yanyu did not answer and took Luo Qinglin out.
The shouting followed him until he walked out of the castle and then it faded away.
The humidity outside is high in the morning.
The sky was gloomy and there was no sunshine. In addition, there were tall red sandalwood trees all around, blocking the thin line and making the place seem even more eerie.
Walking forward along the path, they didn't know when the old car that brought them in followed behind them. Luo Qinglin turned his head slightly and looked at the windshield. The driver in the car was not the original old man, but a young man wearing sunglasses.
"There's a car following us." Luo Qinglin whispered.
Jiang Yanyu glanced back and sneered, "Miss Mei asked us to follow her because she was afraid that we would run away halfway."
Afraid they'll run away?
Luo Qinglin didn't understand. It was just Christmas Eve and Christmas. If they couldn't get together, then they didn't have to. But if someone really had an accident and couldn't make it and was lying in the ICU, would Mayfield have to carry that person out of the ICU?
"What if someone is sick and hospitalized, will they also be forced to come here to celebrate the festival?" Luo Qinglin asked.
"Yes, as long as they are not dead, they will come. Those lying in the hospital bed will also be carried onto the plane." Jiang Yanyu replied.
Luo Qinglin widened his eyes, shocked and unable to understand such paranoia, and was speechless.
Jiang Yanyu made up the story casually and exaggerated it on purpose, and Luo Qinglin actually believed it, showing this cute and innocent look.
"You really believed it?" Jiang Yanyu said with a low laugh, "I was just kidding. If there is really a reason why you can't come, just ask for leave in advance."
Before Luo Qinglin could breathe a sigh of relief, Jiang Yanyu added, "However, if you didn't come the previous year, you have to stay here for two more days the next year to make up for the time you missed the previous year."
Doesn't that mean...
During the two days of make-up, everyone else left, and those who had not come the previous year had to stay alone in the castle with Mayfield.
Luo Qinglin thought about it and decided that it would be better to get up from the hospital bed and struggle to be scolded along with everyone else.
"She is so obsessed with this festival that she has to make up the days. Why?" Luo Qinglin asked in confusion.
Jiang Yanyu thought for a moment, "Maybe... because this is the rule of the Mayfield family. She used to live like this, so now she has to use this rule to torture others."
Luo Qinglin suddenly noticed that Jiang Yanyu said "Mayfield's house" instead of "my house".
Before this, when Jiang Yanyu was talking about home, he was referring to his home in London. After arriving here, he never said that this was his home.
Luo Qinglin wanted to ask, but he didn't know how to organize his words, so he hesitated and couldn't ask.
They walked in silence for a while, from the castle all the way to the inner gate beside the wall. Jiang Yanyu was not sure what he was thinking, and his expression was neither good nor bad, as if he was immersed in the past.
Just before stepping out of the door, Jiang Yanyu came back to his senses, caught Luo Qinglin's gaze, and asked directly: "What do you want to ask?"
Luo Qinglin hesitated for a moment, and finally asked: "Aren't you from the Mayfield family? Isn't this your home?"
Jiang Yanyu frowned slightly and replied, "I am Chinese, how can I belong to the Mayfield family? I just manage the Mayfield Group and have nothing to do with this family."
As he was speaking, Jiang Yanyu corrected himself: "It's not that I'm managing, to be exact, it's supervision."
"All right......"
Luo Qinglin didn't understand, but pretended to understand and nodded obediently.
Continuing to walk forward, when he stepped out of the door, Jiang Yanyu suddenly stopped and asked in a low voice: "BB, do you want to play games now?"
game?
Playing games outside here? !
Luo Qinglin carefully observed the car behind him, feeling a little embarrassed. "Now, playing games outside? This is not a good idea."
"It's not that kind of game," Jiang Yanyu tapped Luo Qinglin's forehead, "I just want to take you to a place I used to go when I was a kid."
Hearing this, Luo Qinglin was somewhat moved and immediately changed his words and agreed, "Okay, how do you want to play?"
Jiang Yanyu chuckled and said, "I'll count to three. When I count to one, you run after me and leave the car behind."
Like a child doing something bad, Luo Qinglin nodded seriously and glanced at the car behind him, "Okay."
"3, 2, 1,"
"run!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yanyu took Luo Qinglin's hand, ran out of the door quickly, turned right, ran into the rosewood forest, and left the car far behind.
The car stopped at the door and couldn't drive into the dense forest. The young man in the driver's seat got out of the car, took out his cell phone and called Mayfield, then stopped there.
Luo Qinglin ran forward, panting. Seeing that the man was not following him at all, he gasped and said, "Stop running! He, ha...he didn't follow us."
Jiang Yanyu glanced back, gradually stopped, and sighed, "Boring. I thought he was going to follow us and take us back."
"Ha ha......"
Luo Qinglin bent down, supported his knees with his hands, and gasped, "When you were a kid, huh, you liked to hide in the forest?"
Luo Qinglin was panting heavily and his legs were weak. Jiang Yanyu shook his head helplessly, picked him up, and walked slowly forward.
"You're so tired after running just two steps. You need to do more aerobic exercise in the future," said Jiang Yanyu.
"This is because I slept too late these days and did too much aerobic exercise. My legs are weak, which is why I feel like this!" Luo Qinglin hinted at the accusation.
Jiang Yanyu stopped and lowered his head to stare at Luo Qinglin, "This is my fault? You don't want it?"
"I..." Luo Qinglin pouted, quickly compromised, and whispered, "I want it."
From yesterday to this morning, Jiang Yanyu ate little and did not drink protein powder regularly as before. Luo Qinglin was afraid that he would be tired, so he struggled to get down after walking for a while.
"How long will it take? I want to walk down by myself." Luo Qinglin said.
Jiang Yanyu asked: "You still want to walk when your legs are weak? If you fall later, will you deliberately act like a spoiled child and beg me to hug you?"
This vixen is talking nonsense!
It was obvious that his knees were hurting so he acted like a spoiled child and asked for a hug!
Now that he is not in China, it doesn't matter what Jiang Yanyu says. If he goes back, Luo Qinglin is really afraid that Jiang Yanyu will talk nonsense regardless of the occasion.
"You, you are talking nonsense, stop talking nonsense!" Luo Qinglin's face was red, not sure if it was because of the wind or the heat.
Luo Qinglin glared at him and warned him softly, "After you go back, don't talk nonsense in front of others, or I will lose my temper!"
Canary's temper was just acting, and it would eventually turn into coquetry. Jiang Yanyu didn't take it seriously, and even deliberately said corny words, sneering, "Oh my God, I'm really afraid of you losing your temper. Once you lose your temper, the mountains will collapse and the earth will crack, and my sky and the world will collapse."
"You are boring!"
"Yes, yes, I'm bored and you're interesting."
"If you keep doing this, I won't talk to you anymore!"
"Yes, yes, I'll shut up."
The closer you get to the edge of the rosewood forest, the less light shines through the shade.
After walking for only ten minutes, most of the light was blocked out from the woods, and only a few thin slivers of light leaked in to illuminate the view.
During the winter, there are still many flying birds. They do not migrate to warmer places, but stay in the forest, and make bird calls from time to time.
The sounds of birds are high and low, sometimes accompanied by the sound of flapping wings. Combined with the dim light on the road ahead, there is a feeling of loneliness and gloom.
"How long will it take?" Luo Qinglin hugged Jiang Yanyu's neck, turned his head to look forward at the road, and asked anxiously.
"Why? Are you scared?"
Jiang Yanyu lowered his head, and his thoughts started to come to him again. He deliberately smiled sinisterly to scare Luo Qinglin, "BB, we are trapped in the forest. We have to walk here for the rest of our lives, and we can't get out even if we die."
Luo Qinglin glared at him in reproach, "Boring, I was obviously worried that you would be tired, and I didn't eat well yesterday and today..."
"Got it," Jiang Yanyu's smile was warm, "I won't tease you anymore, I'll be there soon."
Sure enough, after they walked for a few more minutes, a miniature wooden house came into view.
It is called pocket-sized because the cabin is indeed small. Luo Qinglin estimated that it is no more than two meters high and covers an area of no more than five square meters.
Walking to the door and putting Luo Qinglin down, Jiang Yanyu picked up a thick branch from the ground and knocked hard on the lock on the wooden door. The lock fell off and landed on the ground.
The door lock was smashed into pieces. Luo Qinglin was shocked and said, "Can we just smash this lock? Will she find out that we destroyed it?"
"Once she discovered it, she can just find someone to reinstall it herself." Jiang Yanyu propped a branch against the door and pushed it open.
This wooden house is rarely visited and is filled with dust, which rushes out as soon as the door is opened.
Jiang Yanyu took Luo Qinglin and retreated to the side, then went around to the side of the wooden house and opened two windows for ventilation.
After the dust had settled, Jiang Yanyu closed the window and led his people inside.
The furnishings inside were just as simple as the exterior of the cabin, with nothing inside except a layer of dark red carpet. The carpet had become old over time, with a thick layer of dust, discoloration, and holes.
Jiang Yanyu walked to the window, took out a folded thin blanket from his trouser pocket, spread it out on the ground. The blanket was very small, only enough for one person to sit on.
"Come and sit here," Jiang Yanyu sat down first, then waved to Luo Qinglin, "I'll hold you."
Luo Qinglin sat down skillfully, facing Jiang Yanyu on his legs, hugging him with his arms and curling his legs around his waist, like a koala hugging a tree trunk.
Jiang Yanyu's body was warm. Luo Qinglin leaned on his shoulder and asked softly, "What did you do here when you were a kid? Did you hide here to sleep?"
"No," Jiang Yanyu paused and replied, "I just came here to go crazy."
go Ape? !
Luo Qinglin's breathing stagnated and he subconsciously tightened his arms.
"You were kidding." Noticing his nervousness, Jiang Yanyu relaxed his tone, "I just came here to chop some trees and chisel the wall."
Jiang Yanyu turned around and pointed at the mottled marks under the window. "Look, I chiseled them out of stone, but they're almost gone."
Luo Qinglin shifted his gaze and looked at those carvings.
There was black ash accumulated in the marks, and most of them had been erased by time, but you could still see how deep the original marks were.
Luo Qinglin felt a little pain in his heart and hugged Jiang Yanyu tightly, "Let's get married when we get back, okay? I want to marry you as soon as possible."
Jiang Yanyu did not answer. After a long silence, he asked, "Luo Qinglin, will you get tired of me?"
"Won't."
Luo Qinglin was very sure that he would not get tired of the past seven years just by looking at photos and videos, and he would not get tired of the next few decades.
Jiang Yanyu heard the answer and chuckled, unable to tell what emotion it was. "Actually, I have thought about what I should do if you hate me and are tired of me."
"I won't get tired of you, you're talking nonsense." Luo Qinglin retorted in a low voice.
"I think, at first I might be soft-hearted and let you go, but in the end I will definitely go crazy and bring you back and lock you up," said Jiang Yanyu.
"This is all your imagination," Luo Qinglin complained in a low voice, "You are always uneasy, magnifying everything I say, imagining things and getting upset, but I obviously love you very much, so I should be the one feeling wronged!"
"You are the troublemaker," Luo Qinglin muttered, "You are more fanciful than me, and more troublesome than me."
Jiang Yanyu chuckled and hugged Luo Qinglin tighter. "So, if you marry me, there will be no room for retreat. You will be mine from now on. Even if you hate me, you will never have the chance to divorce me."
"Have you thought it through, Luo Qinglin?" Jiang Yanyu asked solemnly.
Luo Qinglin didn't hesitate at all and replied, "I've made up my mind. I'm going to marry you when I get back. I can't let others get there first!"
"Who got there first? Avgust?"
"Yes, my intuition tells me that he must like you. I have to take the initiative and not let him snatch you away from me."
The warm atmosphere suddenly changed and took a weird direction.
Jiang Yanyu frowned and asked in confusion: "What intuition? He doesn't like me. He is mentally ill. He doesn't go looking for trouble with his fiancé, but instead comes to take revenge on me."
"You don't understand. This is my intuition," Luo Qinglin said confidently, "He just likes you. He has a fiancé just to piss you off."
Jiang Yanyu was stunned by what he said. After thinking for a while, he felt that what Luo Qinglin said made sense, but he felt even more disgusted.
"Whatever you say, but don't mention him anymore. I want to vomit." Jiang Yanyu held Luo Qinglin's slender waist, and the discomfort in his heart subsided a little.
Luo Qinglin stopped talking about it and said in a sullen tone: "I don't care. I'm going to get married when I go back anyway. I can't wait."
"You won't regret it?" Jiang Yanyu asked, "What about the wedding? I haven't proposed to you, and I haven't arranged the wedding yet."
"It doesn't matter whether I have those or not, I want to form a legal relationship first anyway!"
Luo Qinglin pinched Jiang Yanyu's face, pulling her back and forth, pretending to be upset and angry, "I'm going to get married when I get back!"
Jiang Yanyu smiled and didn't answer, but Luo Qinglin continued to "make trouble" and would not stop until he got a consent.
Jiang Yanyu knew that Luo Qinglin was pretending. He wanted to make this serious matter seem easy, so that he could feel at ease and not worry about his fantasy.
"Don't be childish," Jiang Yanyu said with a smile, "I'm not disagreeing, Luo Qinglin, I'm more eager than you are, I just want to confirm your thoughts."
"Luo Qinglin, are you sure you want to marry me?" Jiang Yanyu asked.
Luo Qinglin answered without hesitation: "Sure."
After getting confirmation once again, Jiang Yanyu finally said, "Okay, we'll get married when we get back."
Before Luo Qinglin could be happy, Jiang Yanyu said, "Listen to me and make the final decision, okay?"
Jiang Yanyu's tone became serious. Luo Qinglin had a premonition that he was going to say something, so he answered solemnly, "Okay."
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