141: Falling under the fireworks he gave
Gu Jun felt that Xu Yao had missed the point.
"You can bring your family members to your class reunion this year."
Xu Yao curled her lips, "Who knows what they are up to."
If family members can be brought along, then wouldn't Wen Yiyi have to bring Chen Yan along? Xu Yao didn't see these two people at the Wen family's house today, and she wasn't interested in meeting them at the class reunion.
Xu Yao was about to reply in the group that she wouldn't go when her former study committee member suddenly popped up, "Can we schedule this year's reunion for the second day of the Lunar New Year? I've contacted several teachers, and the others have free time. Only Teacher Li is a bit busy; he has to go out of town to see his daughter on the third day of the Lunar New Year."
Teacher Li only taught Xu Yao's class for one year, but the students all liked Teacher Li very much.
The study committee member wanted to accommodate Teacher Li's schedule, and the other students had no objection.
Xu Yao, who had just said she would never attend the class reunion, suddenly felt something in her heart and turned to Gu Jun and asked, "Didn't you say you were going to see Teacher Li today? If we miss the opportunity in the second year of junior high, Teacher Li probably won't come back to South City for the entire winter vacation."
Teacher Li's daughter gave birth to a baby, and Teacher Li wanted to help her daughter share the pressure. Before the New Year, she had to give students extra lessons, but after the New Year, she didn't want to wait even a day.
"I'm not in a hurry. We can wait until winter break and school starts. It depends on whether you want to go or not."
Gu Jun was actually a bit evasive. He subconsciously resisted admitting that Wen Yiyi was the anonymous donor, so he kept delaying and didn't go to Teacher Li to confirm. Otherwise, he would be in South City, and Teacher Li would also be in South City. He could drive to the school to meet Teacher Li on any weekday.
Xu Yao didn't know what Gu Jun was thinking. The classmates had already agreed on the time and place. The cost was shared equally among everyone, and participation was voluntary.
The study committee member contacted Xu Yao individually and asked her if she wanted to participate.
Before Xu Yao could reply, Wen Yiyi jumped out first.
"Xu Yao is a big celebrity now. She gets paid to attend events. She won't come to the class reunion because there are no benefits."
Wen Yiyi's sarcastic tone made Xu Yao laugh.
"How do you know I'm not going? Please sign me up. I might need to bring my family!"
After saying this, Xu Yao set the class group to Do Not Disturb. She missed Wen Yiyi's long string of sarcastic remarks, and also missed a group of people in the group reminding Wen Yiyi to speak politely.
Xu Yao then reminded Gu Jun to keep the second day of the Lunar New Year free. "You can go with me. It's a good opportunity to meet Teacher Li."
"good."
Gu Jun agreed immediately and even joked with Xu Yao, "Do you want me to borrow a nice car from Mr. Jiang to show off?"
Xu Yao kissed him, "You are my best appearance. You don't even know how popular you were in school? If the girls in my class knew that I married you, they would be so jealous of me."
That’s not the case.
Popularity in student life is not determined by family background, but after entering society, the marriage market places more emphasis on material things.
Is it useful to be admitted to Dongcheng University?
Academic qualifications are only useful if you can cash them in.
This is the universal value of society.
"I'll try not to embarrass you."
Gu Jun assured Xu Yao that she wasn't worried about any of this. In her heart, Gu Jun was an extremely outstanding person. If Gu Haishan hadn't forced him to agree to a flash marriage, how could she have married him in her current state? Most men would be scared away if they heard she owed so much money. Anyone who dared to get married to her was either a fool or a truly strong and fearless person.
On New Year's Eve, Gu Jun cooked a few dishes and watched the Spring Festival Gala with Xu Yao.
The Spring Festival Gala programs were still so bad. Xu Yao complained while watching them. Gu Jun listened to her chattering and his hard heart softened.
He has a home now.
very nice.
"Shall we open a bottle?"
Gu Jun suggested.
Xu Yao nodded, "Open, open, open. How can we have a good time during the New Year without some drinks?"
Gu Jun opened a bottle of red wine.
The two chatted and drank, with the Spring Festival Gala programs serving as background music. At nine o'clock, colorful lights were reflected in the window. Xu Yao stood in front of the window holding a glass of wine and looked into the distance.
“It’s the New Year light show.”
Fireworks have been banned in the urban area of Nancheng for a long time. Without fireworks to watch, citizens can watch the light show to satisfy their cravings, or go to the theme park in Nancheng to celebrate the New Year, where they can watch the fireworks show far away from the city.
Gu Jun accompanied Xu Yao standing in front of the window to watch the entire light show.
Shenghai Garden has a very advantageous geographical location, but it is still a little less interesting than the light show and fireworks, and Xu Yao felt a little unsatisfied.
"When I was little, my dad would buy me lots of fireworks."
Gu Jun had drunk two glasses of wine and his head was hot. "You want to set off fireworks? I'll take you."
Fireworks are prohibited in the southern urban area, but can be set off in the suburbs.
Xu Yao was shocked: "Where can we buy fireworks so late at night? We've all been drinking!"
Gu Jun told Xu Yao not to worry: "I'll call a car to pick us up, and you don't have to worry about the fireworks, I have friends who know me."
Xu Yao had never expected that Gu Jun had such a wide circle of contacts. Not only did he have friends in the auto repair shop, but he even had friends who sold fireworks?
An hour later, the car Gu Jun called arrived at the gate of the community.
The driver opened the trunk to show the two of them. Xu Yao's heart was pounding: Can fireworks really be set off?
The red wine was taking its toll on her, and Xu Yao was also excited. "Let's go now?"
Gu Jun pulled her into the car and said, "Yes, let's go now."
The driver drove the two of them to the suburbs. When they arrived at the designated fireworks display spot, many young people had already arrived before Xu Yao and her partner. No one here cared whether Xu Yao was an internet celebrity or not. Everyone's attention was on their companions. Those who traveled this far to set off fireworks for the New Year were either very good friends, couples, or close family members.
As the time approached twelve o'clock, more and more fireworks rose into the sky. Xu Yao pulled Gu Jun and ran and shouted excitedly.
“Our fireworks are the best!”
Xu Yao feels that Gu Jun is like Doraemon. He doesn't need to be rich, but he cares about Xu Yao and is willing to do his best to satisfy all of Xu Yao's ideas.
Xu Yao and Gu Jun kissed under the fireworks.
Gu Jun's eyes fell on her, and her excitement did not subside at all.
When Xu Yao looked into Gu Jun's eyes, her heart beat faster than when she was watching fireworks.
"Why are you so nice to me?"
Xu Yao muttered to herself.
Gu Jun hugged her, "Because you are worth it."
It was already past one in the morning when the two of them returned home from the suburbs. Xu Yao was not sleepy, and neither was Gu Jun.
Although she had sobered up from the red wine she had drunk earlier, Xu Yao still felt dizzy and light-headed.
I don't know who started it first, but the two of them kissed on the sofa again.
Later, Gu Jun carried Xu Yao into the bedroom, and they took off each other's clothes, both of them panting.
Gu Jun's forehead was covered in sweat. When the arrow was on the string, he asked Xu Yao, "Is it okay?"
Xu Yao said nothing, put her arms around Gu Jun's neck, and let him lean closer to her.
——There’s nothing wrong with that. They are husband and wife, and she is also very sober at this moment!
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