As time went by, the relationship between the two sides became closer and closer, and Chen Tongfu was called "Xiao Chen" in Aunt Wang's mouth.
Seeing that no one was worried about Chen Tongfu's lifelong affairs, Aunt Wang, who was kind-hearted, took this matter very seriously and often asked about Chen Tongfu's love progress.
Chen Tongfu was also a worldly-wise man, and he felt the pressure from his elders to get married from Aunt Wang. Aunt Wang often advised Chen Tongfu to cherish his time, as he was not young anymore, and unlike young people, he did not have a lot of time to waste.
One day later in confessing your love, one day later in being together, means one day less of happiness.
What a loss!
I don’t know if it’s because Aunt Wang has nagged Chen Tongfu too many times, but Chen Tongfu actually seems to be brainwashed by Aunt Wang: From an economic point of view, Aunt Wang is right.
If you have to take that step sooner or later, taking it sooner will indeed bring you more happiness. Let alone a day, even just half a day or an hour earlier, there is emotional value that cannot be bought with money!
Before Aunt Wang could nag him, Chen Tongfu said, "I have a dinner appointment with her tonight."
Aunt Wang's eyes lit up, and she deliberately asked, "Which her?"
"That's the one you saw."
Aunt Wang then took a closer look at Chen Tongfu. She noticed that he was wearing clothes she had never seen before, and his hair was carefully trimmed. He looked more respectable and energetic than usual. Aunt Wang smiled immediately. "Okay, Xiao Chen, you finally figured it out! Go ahead, have a good meal, and I'll be waiting for your good news~"
Aunt Wang reminded Chen Tongfu not to forget to bring a bouquet of flowers to the restaurant.
Chen Tongfu thought about the image of himself holding a bouquet of flowers for Zou Weijun. It seemed a little silly. He was already middle-aged, and middle-aged people valued stability, not the superficial romance of youth... Aunt Wang looked at Chen Tongfu as if he were a fool. "Little Chen, how can you only grow in age without increasing your emotional intelligence?"
Under Aunt Wang's contemptuous gaze, Chen Tongfu fled in panic.
When he showed up at the restaurant, he still had a bouquet of flowers.
The bouquet was not very large or exaggerated, but each flower was personally selected by Chen Tongfu and then packed by the store clerk.
Zou Weijun was a little surprised and said with a smile, "We're just having a meal together as friends. Why are you being so formalistic?"
Chen Tongfu paused, then mustered up the courage to say, "That's exactly what I want to say tonight. I don't want to be just friends with you anymore."
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