Chapter 52 We Are a Perfect Match
After returning home, Song Yujia successfully protected his little butt in the bedroom full of crises every night. After taking a day off that everyone wanted, he welcomed his National Day holiday and embarked on a trip to City Z with Fu Jun.
"Hubby, how about we do a make-up, I'll be White Snake, and you'll be Xiaoqing."
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Before coming here, Song Yujia had been browsing the internet to see all kinds of makeup done by bloggers here, and had already started to cast a spell to flood the Golden Mountain at home. She had not thought that she would have a role here, so Fu Jun specially brought a camera with her. She just didn't expect that he actually wanted her to pretend to be sisters with him.
Fu Zhun looked at Song Yujia with horror, wanting to knock his head off to see what was inside.
As soon as Song Yujia saw Fu Zhun's expression, she knew that he was unhappy, so she made a concession, "Then you play the role of White Snake, and I play Xiaoqing."
"Baby, why do we have to cross-dress?"
Song Yujia stroked his chin and looked Fu Zhun up and down. He felt that what he said made sense. With Fu Zhun's general appearance, he probably wouldn't look good in either the White Snake or Xiaoqing costumes. But of course, he would look good no matter what he did. Poor Fu Zhun, he had too many limitations.
"How about this, I'll be Xu Xian and you'll be Fahai."
Fu Zhun was still unhappy and turned his head away to avoid his gaze.
"Hey, hey, hey, husband, you have to let loose when you go out to play, but let me make it clear in advance, I don't want to play Fahai, I don't look good with a bald head."
"Baby, I brought a camera. How about I be your personal photographer today?"
Well, not so good.
Fu Jun compromised and chose "brotherhood" over "sisterhood".
When they arrived at the makeup shop they had made an appointment with in advance, Song Yujia's eyes were attracted by a flying fish suit, and she kept switching between Fu Zhun and the suit.
"Hubby, it's too boring to dress up as Fahai. Why don't you wear this? It's so handsome."
Fu Jun also saw this set of clothes, and he had to say that compared with Fahai's, it was much more acceptable.
"Then in exchange, let me choose clothes for you, don't be Xu Xian."
"Okay, okay."
Song Yujia couldn't wait to see Fu Jun put on the Feiyu suit, so Xu Xian and nothing else mattered anymore.
Fu Zhun walked in and took out a light blue men's Hanfu from the Ming Dynasty. When Song Yujia saw it, she was once again impressed by Fu Zhun's vision. With such a good vision, it was no wonder that he fell in love with her!
Song Yujia was very happy sitting in front of the dressing table, and the makeup artist who was doing her makeup was also very happy. It was rare to meet a boy who was good-looking and well-behaved, and as long as he exerted his strength, he could make her look beautiful.
Fu Zhun didn't even put on any makeup. He just trimmed his eyebrows, put on his clothes, and waited by the side, taking a few photos for Song Yujia from time to time.
By the West Lake, Feiyu's servant Wei and the young master of the official family attracted a lot of people's attention. Song Yujia wore a silver hair crown on his head. He shook his head, causing the hair tied in the hair crown to sway left and right.
"Honey, you are so handsome."
Fu Jun raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You are also very handsome."
"Then we'll wear it next time we go out. How about the Tang Dynasty City That Never Sleeps?"
"You can go wherever you want."
"Then I want to try to be a concubine."
After Song Yujia finished speaking, Fu Zhun's eyes lit up. He thought about returning to the company a few days later and going directly to City X after finishing his stay in City Z.
"Hubby, you wear it with me. I'm the noble concubine, and you're... Xiao Junzi!"
Actually, the company is quite busy.
"Then let our noble concubine feel the power of little Junzi tonight."
"Wow, you are causing chaos in the harem. Your crime is unforgivable!"
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The next day, they got up early and headed straight for Lingyin Temple. After Song Yujia told him the horror story of "being widowed for three years after becoming the legitimate wife", Fu Jun took it very seriously and attached great importance to this destination.
Song Yujia bought a bracelet that was very popular recently at the entrance, and specially asked for one for Fu Jun to bring him safety, and ordered Fu Jun to wear it all the time.
Following the crowd walking inside, they happened to come across a tile donation place, so Fu Zhun took Song Yujia there to ask for merit.
Somehow he started chatting with a monk inside. Song Yujia found it boring, so he ran outside to observe the temple.
“How is life here?”
The surroundings became very quiet. A question rang in his ears. Song Yujia was stunned for a moment and turned around. It was an old monk.
"Do you know me?"
"I don't know you. I'm just asking how you are doing. Do you want to go home?"
Song Yujia seemed to react quickly, but also seemed to suddenly become very slow. Was he returning to his real home?
"Baby."
Song Yujia came back to his senses. Fu Zhun walked up to him and said, "What are you daydreaming about? I'll give you a gift. The master inside said that we are a perfect match. It's a gift from him."
I turned around to find the monk to ask for clarification, but he had disappeared.
"Honey, a monk just talked to me here."
"Huh? Where are the monks?"
Song Yujia was stunned, not sure if she was seeing things, "He asked me if I wanted to go home."
The corners of Fu Zhun's mouth, which had just been curled up, froze in an instant, his heart was beating violently, he tightly grasped Song Yujia's hand, trying hard to suppress the trembling sound.
"Baby, although it may be a bit disappointing to say this, I am not feeling well. Can I leave first?"
"Ah? What's wrong with you, husband?"
Song Yujia supported Fu Zhun, who suddenly became weak, with both hands and ended the trip to the temple ahead of schedule.
Back in the hotel, Fu Zhun was helped to sit on a chair. He thought that he was too irrational and should have asked someone to find the monk immediately.
He pulled Song Yujia over, let him sit on his lap, and said in a deep voice: "Baby, will you suddenly leave me one day?"
Song Yujia thought about it and asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable because of the monk I told you about?"
Fu Zhun rested his chin on Song Yujia's shoulder and said "hmm" softly.
Song Yujia didn't know how to tell Fu Jun that he would not leave, but in fact he himself didn't know whether he would suddenly return home one day, as if he had traveled through time, lying on his bed in the blink of an eye, turning on his phone, still reading the same book, as if it was a dream.
I took out my phone, found what I wanted, and slowly read it out: "I am glad that today we are tied together with red ropes, a perfect match; we will grow old together, with the fragrance of osmanthus and orchid. This is the proof."
Fu Zhun listened to his halting recitation and laughed out loud, "Baby, where did you find the oath?"
"On the Internet, Baidu told me." Song Yujia hugged Fu Zhun and imitated the way he comforted herself, stroking his head and stroking his back.
"Fu Zhun, if possible, I will not leave you, and we will be together forever."
"Um."
Even if you leave, I will wait until you come back.
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