122 "It's an honor."

Li Fuzheng bit her face again: "Don't say anything. I will definitely come back, so our meeting is inevitable. There is no possibility of that."

With red eyes, he asked her to repeat: "You said, no matter what, you will marry me."

Facing his unreasonable behavior, Meng Liyue was particularly tolerant: "Okay, I will!"

Someone was satisfied.

Li Fuzheng solemnly said to her: "Wife, I am honored to have such an important role in your life."

"Then you must cherish me. I only like you in this world. I have always liked you. From the beginning to the end, there has never been anyone else in my eyes. There is only me! If you miss..."

"No, absolutely not." Li Fuzheng's nose touched hers, his eyes already filled with intense heat, his love was undisguised, clear and hot.

The atmosphere gradually got out of control.

Li Fuzheng wanted to prove again and again that Meng Liyue now belonged only to him, and all her favoritism was his...

Meng Liyue had experienced such a complicated, tense and stressful day, and... Lifu Zhengsi did not let her go at all, so she was soon exhausted and fell asleep.

In a daze, she thought it was almost dawn, and she habitually wanted to get closer to someone's arms, but found that he was not there.

Meng Liyue woke up instantly, sat up, and found that Li Fuzheng was not in the room.

Where have you been?

I went to find him with doubts in my mind, opened the bedroom door, and saw the light on in the study.

The study door was half-open, and the surroundings were dark, with only the area illuminated by the desk lamp being bright.

The man in front of the desk was holding her diary in his hands, reading it very seriously. It was unknown how long he had been sitting there.

The clock on the wall showed five in the morning.

Meng Liyue had no idea what he saw and suddenly laughed out loud.

It’s been a few hours... My diary isn’t that long, right?

Although the time span is very long, Meng Liyue did not write every day, and his articles were often just two or three short sentences, which should have been read long ago.

Meng Liyue didn't want to tell Li Fuzheng that she was here, and she couldn't help but yawn.

Li Fuzheng raised his eyes and looked over.

In the dim light, the man's eyes were particularly deep and gentle, and his tone was particularly gentle: "Why did you wake up, baby? Why don't you go back to sleep?"

"I couldn't sleep when I found you weren't here."

Meng Liyue walked over, and Li Fuzheng took the opportunity to lift her onto his lap and hugged her, wrapping one arm around her waist and resting his chin on her shoulder, rubbing it.

He sighed with regret: "Now I know how much I missed."

Meng Liyue took a look at the content. Why is it still from high school...Hasn't she finished reading it?

When I asked him about the doubts in his heart, Li Fuzheng answered hoarsely, "I watched it again."

I have already finished reading the entire diary.

From Meng Liyue's college to work and everything that happened later, every path she had walked over the years, her joys and sorrows, Li Fuzheng could only see a small part of them through his diary.

Just this alone made him regret deeply.

At the same time, there was another kind of hidden pride. It turned out that she had only liked him for so many years.

"Okay, honey, let the past be the past. The future is what's most important."

Meng Liyue took his hand and shook it: "I can't sleep well without you."

"Okay, go back to bed."

He picked her up and went back to the bedroom. He held Meng Liyue in his arms and kissed her forehead passionately: "Go to sleep. I'll be by your side."

As she said, looking forward, their future is what matters most.

Until the complete investigation report on this single-engine failure incident is released, Li Fuzheng will not have to continue working temporarily. He will also have to undergo a psychological assessment and an aviation medical examination to ensure that there are no problems that will affect his future flights before he can return to the cockpit.

Both of them were idle at home. Meng Liyue watched a movie. Li Fuzheng was originally accompanying her, but he disappeared again without her noticing when.

She paused the movie and found him on the balcony.

The man was talking on the phone with his back to the camera. It must be a friend asking him about what happened yesterday.

"It's no big deal, yeah, it'll be fixed soon."

"No, my wife is with me."

"Tsk...Friends are certainly not as important as my wife."

Li Fuzheng's tone was full of boasting and he quickly hung up the phone because someone else was looking for him.

"It was indeed me. You all seem to be well-informed... Ning Yishuo told me?"

The special air situation at 7700 was posted yesterday. Li Fuzheng did not publicize it, but the matter has become a hot topic. Master Ning called him after seeing the news.

He just responded this morning.

Given Ning Yixu's ability to talk too much, it must have been him who spread the news.

"He's still alive, what can happen? Tell them not to worry."

He responded lazily, and suddenly felt a pair of slender arms around his waist, and the softness of a woman pressed against his back.

Li Fuzheng was about to speak when Meng Liyue said in a low voice, "Just keep talking about your things and leave me alone."

How is it possible to ignore her?

When Meng Liyue approached, her breath, warmth, everything was everywhere.

He simply couldn't do it.

He could only end the call in a hurry, turned around, held Meng Liyue's hands, pressed her against the wall and kissed her.

After a long time, he reluctantly let her go. Looking at her slightly red cheeks, Li Fuzheng smiled smugly: "You dare to provoke me with your level."

"snort……"

"Wife." Li Fuzheng leaned against her face, "I love you."

Meng Liyue felt a little embarrassed for some reason: "What are you doing? Why are you suddenly so..."

This incident reminded Li Fuzheng that no matter what he was thinking, he should speak it out immediately and never leave any regrets in his life.

"Let's go out for a walk this afternoon instead of staying at home and feeling bored."

Meng Liyue didn't have any objection.

"Okay, where to?"

"Back to high school."

Standing at the gate of my former high school, it is now the end of summer vacation and some grades have already started school.

Meng Liyue and Li Fuzheng held hands tightly, looking at the gate that seemed to have not changed at all, and whispered: "You have to know that before graduation, the teacher said that the school is proud of us, but after graduation, come back..."

"The security guard at the gate will only remind us that no one is allowed to enter."

Li Fuzheng curled his lips and smiled: "Want to go in?"

"I want to visit our old class,"

"Okay, leave it to me."

Li Fuzheng let go of her hand and went to the security room. He didn't know what he said. Not long after, he came back and took Meng Liyue's hand again: "Let's go. We are allowed to go in."

She looked at the man with admiration: "How did you do that?"

"I showed him my pilot's license and other certificates, and told him that I was here to see Director Wang from the Education Department to discuss recruiting pilots for the senior year."

"...Do you know the current Dean's last name?"

"I just searched the official website of the school."

“…Okay.”

They entered the school, and one of the security guards said to his colleague in the security room: "If I hadn't seen him as the pilot in the news, I wouldn't have let him in!"