December 12th.
Chu Changliu was wearing a well-tailored white suit, and he was reaching up to fasten the last button.
His slender fingertips lingered on his suit jacket, his eyes sparkling.
"Yan Yan, are you ready?" Zhou Ping's voice came from outside the door, followed by a knocking sound.
Chu Changliu looked up at himself in the mirror. His jet-black hair was neatly styled, with some stray hairs tucked behind his ears. His clear, emerald-green eyes, like lake water, reflected a hint of a smile.
The person in the mirror had a slight smile on their thin lips. Chu Changliu looked at themselves again and again, then greeted their reflection in the mirror.
"Hello, Zhou Ping's lover!" After saying this, he couldn't help but laugh, his eyes crinkling with a touch of naivety.
Zhou Ping, who was outside the door, tapped the door again with his fingers.
"Yan Yan, stop looking, the car is coming soon..." he said helplessly.
Chu Changliu reluctantly turned around, walked towards the door, placed his hand on the doorknob, and opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, Zhou Ping was seen standing quietly outside.
He wore a black suit that matched Chu Changliu's suit. The well-tailored suit accentuated his upright posture, broad shoulders, and narrow waist.
Zhou Ping extended his hand to Chu Changliu, "Shall we go?"
Chu Changliu smiled slightly at him and placed his hand on his. "Okay."
"The customs here are a bit different from those in our cultivation world. We hang marriage plaques where we're from," Chu Changliu said casually, squeezing Zhou Ping's hand as they descended the stairs.
"Shall we find some time to hang it up?" Zhou Ping couldn't help but feel a little excited.
Chu Changliu hummed in agreement, pondered for a moment, and then laughed at him, "Why do you want everything?"
Zhou Ping snorted. He was always composed in front of Chu Changliu and rarely showed his emotions like this.
"I want anything that's related to you," he said, finally uttering what he had always wanted to say.
Upon hearing this, Chu Changliu stretched out an arm and put it on his shoulder. "Wow, you're not going to act anymore?"
"..." Zhou Ping turned slightly to the side, looking at him with gentle eyes, "Yes."
Before, they had no status, but now they speak with confidence and are much more assertive than before.
"Hey... don't get too cocky, it hasn't even started yet!" Chu Changliu nudged him lightly with his elbow.
Zhou Ping silently tightened his grip, and said with certainty, "You can't escape."
"I didn't intend to run away," Chu Changliu said softly.
The voice was very soft, and when Zhou Ping heard it, the smile and affection in his eyes deepened. "Mm."
Guests arrived one after another, and a burst of loud cheers erupted as the two entered the hotel.
Chu Changliu took Zhou Ping's arm and walked inside.
With their palms facing each other, Zhou Ping's palms were covered with a thin layer of sweat.
Chu Changliu gently shook the hand that was gripping his tightly. "Nervous?"
"Aren't you nervous?" Zhou Ping lowered his eyes and met Chu Changliu's eyes, which had turned vertical pupils from nervousness.
Chu Changliu stubbornly insisted, "No..."
He was a little distracted and accidentally tripped.
Fortunately, Zhou Ping reacted quickly and caught him, his warm hands encircling his waist with an irresistible force, pulling him closer to his embrace.
"Hey, so many people are watching," Chu Changliu said, feeling uneasy first.
Zhou Ping tightened his grip around his waist, and he closed his eyes as if in submission, letting out a soft breath.
Let them watch, they're married, can't they let others see?
The two walked hand in hand to the end of the red carpet, the emcee beaming with smiles, clapping his hands behind the microphone.
Once someone took the lead, the guests below, though they didn't know why, also started clapping.
When the two people stood on the stage.
The emcee smiled and asked Zhou Ping, "Zhou Ping, are you willing to be with the person in front of you, to respect him, cherish him, and spend your life with him?"
Zhou Ping opened the box containing the wedding rings, inside which lay a pair of rings. His voice was steady and strong, "I do."
Seeing the emcee turn around to ask him a question, Chu Changliu interrupted him, threw herself into Zhou Ping's arms, buried her face in his chest, and shouted, "I love you, I will always love you!"
Zhou Ping, who was holding the wedding ring, was knocked back a step by the man's lunge. After he regained his balance and hugged the person in his arms, he heard these words.
"Oh dear, why are you still so excited? You even pounced on him! Can't wait to stick together?" the emcee joked, then clapped his hands. "Let's wish the newlyweds all the best."
Zhou Ping patted Chu Changliu's back helplessly as Chu Changliu buried his head in his arms.
After Chu Changliu finished speaking, he refused to look up, his ears were bright red, and his fingers holding Zhou Ping curled up unconsciously.
"Yan Yan, alright, alright, don't be shy, just put your hand out, okay?" Zhou Ping reluctantly took out the wedding ring and gently coaxed Chu Changliu, trying to get him to let go of her.
You haven't put the ring on yet!
Chu Changliu buried his head further into his chest and asked softly, "Are there many people watching us?"
Zhou Ping:......
I've never seen him embarrassed before, is he so ashamed that he wants to crawl into a hole and disappear?
He coughed lightly and said evasively, "They're all talking."
Chu Changliu hadn't reacted yet, but upon hearing this, he finally looked up.
After seeing his face turn red, Zhou Ping took out a ring and placed it in his palm.
Chu Changliu immediately understood, took Zhou Ping's hand and gently placed the ring on the ring finger of his left hand.
After seeing him finish putting it on for him, Zhou Ping took his hand and carefully and attentively put it on for him, then gently kissed the corner of his lips with a light, tender kiss.
"Yan Yan," Zhou Ping called out Chu Changliu's name.
Chu Changliu looked up at him in confusion, meeting his gentle eyes. "Hmm?"
Zhou Ping opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.
He was so happy that he couldn't say anything else for a moment.
Chu Changliu snatched the microphone from the emcee's hand, and the next second, his clear voice resounded throughout the entire venue.
"I'll only say yes if you stay with me forever!"
After saying this, Chu Changliu held the microphone to Zhou Ping's lips, his eyes full of urging.
Zhou Ping conceded defeat and willingly said, "Yes, I want to be with you forever."
The bright lights made the people in front of me even more radiant.
Upon hearing this, Chu Changliu threw himself into Zhou Ping's arms again, but this time with even greater force, knocking Zhou Ping to the ground.
"OK!"
The audience initially gasped, then erupted in cheers.
At that moment, Zhou Ping embraced his entire world, and his entire world responded to him in its own way.
He wanted to be together forever.
The End.
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Bonus Mini-Drama:
Ding ding dong! It's been a long time since I wrote a short skit, so let me add a few here!
Since the couple got married, both sets of parents have felt relieved, as if a weight had been lifted off their shoulders.
The elderly Shang Chen often went fishing with his third uncle, but for some reason, the two of them always came up empty-handed. They could hardly catch any fish, let alone any weeds.
Uncle San was at ease and handed over the local restaurant to Zhou Ping and Chu Changliu to run.
It's still pretty much the same as before. Zhou Ping is in charge of keeping accounts and serving dishes, except this time the head chef has been changed to Chu Changliu.
Because Chu Changliu's cooking skills are so good, everyone who has eaten his food raves about it. Whenever Third Uncle's Local Cuisine Restaurant is open, it is always packed with people.
Sometimes, when Chu Changliu was really tired from flipping the wok, he would let Zhou Ping do the cooking.
Anyone who comes to eat can immediately tell who made it by taste.
Those who never got to eat Chu Changliu's cooking always feel regretful.
This made Zhou Ping doubt his own abilities.
One day, after he finished cooking, he took out the fried rice with eggs and placed it in front of Chu Changliu.
Chu Changliu, who was playing on his phone, was startled and jumped, thinking that Zhou Ping was going to lecture him again because he had played too much that day. He said pitifully, "I didn't play for very long, only seven hours..."
"We clearly agreed yesterday that we could play today," he said, his voice rising from grievance to righteous indignation.
Zhou Ping shook his head seriously.
Chu Changliu's heart skipped a beat. Seriously? Do they even have to control how long people play on their phones?
After putting down his phone with a dejected look, Zhou Ping said, "Try my cooking... how is it?"
Chu Changliu: ...
Why didn't you say so earlier? You scared him, he thought you were going to take his phone away.
After quickly putting his phone in his pocket, Chu Changliu tasted the fried rice. "Delicious!"
Hearing him praise himself so much, Zhou Ping first smiled, then frowned, "Why did they say it didn't taste good?"
"Huh?" Chu Changliu was stunned for a moment, then said fiercely, "Who said that? They're not allowed to come eat here anymore!"
Zhou Ping smiled helplessly upon hearing this, "How can you do business like this..."
"This is the shop we own, and besides, we're still rich even if we don't run this!" Chu Changliu snorted and finished all the fried rice. "I think it's delicious."
"How did you make this?" Zhou Ping asked, still trying to salvage his mediocre cooking skills.
"It's just chopping, chopping, chopping, stir-frying... Oh, I know!" Chu Changliu clapped his hands, "I added some spiritual energy to it!"
Zhou Ping seemed to be deep in thought.
The next day, Third Uncle's Local Cuisine Restaurant closed down.
It wasn't because Chu Changliu and Zhou Ping didn't cook; it was precisely because they cooked that the door was closed!
Zhou Ping added sword energy to the stir-fry, and the sword energy raged in the pot, causing it to explode!
Hearing the sound of the pot exploding, Chu Changliu rushed into the kitchen. When he saw that the iron pot his third uncle had used for cooking for more than ten years had been pierced with a large hole by the sword energy, he swallowed hard.
"Wife... no, husband, maybe you shouldn't cook?" Chu Changliu was really afraid that the people outside would be killed by sword energy if they ate this dish.
Zhou Ping held the iron pot with a large hole in it, looking somewhat bewildered.
We definitely can't open the shop today; the pots are all fried, and we can't even cook the dishes.
Third Uncle's Local Cuisine Restaurant closed down early.
When the third uncle returned, he saw that his beloved pot had been destroyed, and he chased Zhou Ping for ten blocks in a fit of rage, holding a spatula.
Zhou Ping ran ahead, and his third uncle chased after him. Behind his third uncle, Chu Changliu was holding the camera that the Masked Squad had bought for him, snapping photos and even starting to record video.
He was the type who loved to stir up trouble, which made Zhou Ping miserable.
After being caught, Zhou Ping was punished by being forbidden from cooking again, and the job was assigned to Chu Changliu.
When Chu Changliu showed Zhou Ping a video of him being chased by his third uncle, Zhou Ping, who was being punished by being made to stand, was somewhat embarrassed and annoyed.
"Yan Yan! How could you do this!" This was his usual phrase.
Chu Changliu was already used to hearing this, so when he heard him say this, he stood aside with his camera, pretending not to hear and remaining silent.
Zhou Ping:......
Zhou Ping reached out and rubbed Chu Changliu's face hard. After Chu Changliu couldn't stand it and poked out his fox ears, Zhou Ping rubbed his furry ears hard again.
Chu Changliu yelped twice as he was being rubbed, then nudged Zhou Ping, "So stingy!"
Zhou Ping:......
Zhou Ping rubbed him even harder.
The autumn wind blew the fallen leaves, and many leaves swirled in front of the two of them before flying to the ground.
The two of them spent their days bickering and teasing each other.
A century later, Chu Changliu reached out and tugged at Zhou Ping's sleeve. "Zhou Ping, do you want to come back to the God Realm with me?"
"Okay," Zhou Ping replied.
The two glanced back at the old Uncle San's Local Cuisine Restaurant, which had been there for several years. After hanging up a wooden sign that said it was temporarily closed, they left together.
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I forgot to mention where 019 went. After Lin Qiye ascended to a higher dimension, 019 completed its mission and left the world of Godslayer.
Inside the main system space, the little white ball chewed on a handkerchief and looked at the image in front of it.
It was an image of Chu Changliu and Zhou Ping together, and it whimpered twice.
"Chu Changliu, you fool, you must stay with Zhou Ping!" It left in such a hurry... it didn't even have time to say goodbye to Chu Changliu and Zhou Ping.
Now we can only view the wedding video of the two people in the main system space.
The main system, seeing it start whining and crying again, twitched its eye and decided it was too lazy to even bother criticizing it.
This concludes the bonus mini-drama!
The series is complete! Hooray!
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