Fu Wenzhou brought a lot of food. It was windy at night, so Xu Zezhan set up a simple shed. Although it was rudimentary, it at least provided some shelter from the wind.
Fu Wenzhou handed several large bags to Xu Zezhan, then turned and walked towards the car. He took out another travel bag from the trunk, pulled out a thicker long shawl, and then turned back.
He stood behind Song Qingyou, helped her take off the short one, and changed her into the long one.
Song Qingyou's hands were a little cold from the cold. After Fu Wenzhou helped her put on her clothes, he lifted the hem of his own clothes and placed her hands on his stomach to warm them.
Worried that he was cold, Song Qingyou asked softly, "Isn't it cold?"
"I'm hot, it would be more comfortable if it were a little cooler," Fu Wenzhou said in a low voice.
Gu Bai sat opposite him, munching on a chicken foot, and mimicked Fu Wenzhou's words in a sarcastic tone: "Ouch, I'm hot, it'll feel better if it's a little cool~"
Fu Wenzhou glanced at him: "Jealous? Find a partner."
Gu Bai spat out, "Pah! Who's jealous? Only a fool would be jealous!"
Song Qingyou took a bite of her bread and said gently, "When did you become a ghost?"
Gu Bai looked at Song Qingyou with a mournful expression: "Sister-in-law, you've been corrupted by Fu Wenzhou."
"Pfft." Song Qingyou was too embarrassed to admit that she wasn't kind to begin with, so she covered her mouth and coughed lightly: "It's already dark, will there be any shooting stars tonight?"
Gu Bai shook his head: "It's unlikely. I don't think there will be any tonight. But even without shooting stars, the moon is nice, and the view from the mountaintop is beautiful."
Xu Zezhan also said, "That's right."
Fu Wenzhou didn't say a word from beginning to end, neither saying yes nor no, focusing on finding the desserts that Song Qingyou liked.
With a bright moon and few stars, and a gentle night breeze, Fu Wenzhou glanced at the time and asked Song Qingyou, "Youyou, are you full?"
"Hmm, what's wrong?" Song Qingyou asked.
Fu Wenzhou reached out and pulled her up, naturally putting his arm around her shoulder. He smiled, his eyes filled with obvious amusement: "I'll take you to see shooting stars."
Song Qingyou was slightly surprised: "A shooting star?"
Fu Wenzhou raised an eyebrow: "Guess."
Song Qingyou felt she wouldn't answer such a childish and boring question from a man. After following him for a while, she suddenly stopped.
"have?"
Fu Wenzhou smiled and turned to look at her, his eyelids drooping, his voice low and slightly teasing: "I don't know."
Song Qingyou was speechless.
How could someone be like this? They don't even know the answer and still make her guess.
She pouted, took two steps forward, and stopped walking alongside Fu Wenzhou.
Fu Wenzhou was suppressing a laugh in the back; how could his Youyou be so cute?
The more I look at it, the more I like it.
Gu Bai quickly finished the chicken foot, wiped his hands clean, and was about to chase after him: "Wait for me! Let's watch the shooting stars together!"
Before he could take two steps, Xu Zezhan grabbed his hand and said, "They're watching a shooting star, why are you getting involved?"
Gu Bai tried to shake him off but failed: "I need to see if there are any shooting stars tonight."
"Sit here and watch." Xu Zezhan pulled Gu Bai back to his original seat. He had never seen such a clueless person.
This guy wasn't very smart to begin with, and now he's almost lost his one and only remaining emotional intelligence.
Gu Bai wanted to call out again, but Xu Zezhan dragged him back into the tent without expression.
"There are no shooting stars tonight, don't bother looking." Xu Zezhan tossed Gu Bai onto the sleeping bag and said casually.
Gu Bai frowned: "How did you know?"
Xu Zezhan: "If there were a meteor, this mountaintop would be filled with lenses from astronomy enthusiasts right now, instead of being deserted."
Gu Bai was taken aback, then thought it made sense and didn't argue further.
A cool breeze was blowing in the distance.
Fu Wenzhou led Song Qingyou to the cherry tree and called out to her, "Song Qingyou."
"Hmm?" Song Qingyou, who was observing the ants under the cherry tree, responded upon hearing this.
"look up."
Song Qingyou glanced at him sideways. The moment she looked up, a shooting star streaked across the sky, instantly illuminating the night. The surrounding air seemed to freeze for a moment, and time seemed to forget to turn. Shooting stars streaked across the sky, passing through the thin clouds and bursting into brilliant flames in the deep starry sky.
In that fleeting moment, it unleashed all the light of its life, illuminating the dark night sky as if it were daytime, before falling into the unfathomable and boundless universe.
The wandering starlight, carrying the gentleness of the universe, travels for billions of light-years to enter the solar system and meet him and her.
Song Qingyou had never seen such a beautiful meteor shower before. She could hardly contain her joy, and her voice rose with excitement at the end, "Fu Wenzhou, there really are meteors tonight!"
Amidst a shower of meteors, Fu Wenzhou knelt on one knee and held up the Star of Delusion, worth 20 billion and no less dazzling than the meteors before him, in front of Song Qingyou: "I can't express how much I like you. I only know that my current level of liking you is beyond the sum of everything else. You are number one in my heart, far ahead of the rest, and I predict that it will always be so."
“My grandfather only loved my grandmother in his whole life, and my father only loved my mother. I will be the same as them, loving only you in this life. If I betray my vow, I will kill myself.”
He handed over a document: "This is a property transfer agreement. All of my real estate, shares, options, deposits, companies, and working capital are unconditionally transferred to Song Qingyou."
He paused, then smiled: "Including me."
Fu Wenzhou's gaze was focused and gentle: "So, Song Qingyou, are you willing to sign this contract, or rather, are you willing to marry Fu Wenzhou?"
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